Boom!
Boom boom boom!
One punch follows another.
Xu Fan has already forgotten how many punches he has thrown; Xu Fan has already forgotten the plan to leave half of the immortals alive; Xu Fan has even forgotten everything.
At this moment, Xu Fan is like a pure child, repeatedly exploring the mysteries of the toy in his hand, completely absorbed, unable to extricate himself.
In front of Xu Fan, twenty immortals, Immortal Monarch level experts, apart from the first severely injured Immortal Monarch, all other Immortal Monarch experts have died under Xu Fan's fists.
The first Immortal Venerable level expert is unharmed.
The second one is injured.
The third one is severely injured.
The fourth to ninth, dead!
Now, trembling in front of Xu Fan, as if facing an abyss, walking on thin ice, mourning a loss, stands the tenth Immortal Venerable, the last Immortal Venerable.
Beside him.
