Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 975 really wants me? (2)

Shan Yifan's talent is good, but in terms of strength, it is regulated by Duan Tianyi. The gap between the heavens is like a divide. No matter how he struggles, it is useless.

Going on, it is nothing to do.

On the top of the ring, Shan Yifan suddenly infuriated the whole body, and the flames spread from his body, which instantly dispelled his coldness, and his whole person's momentum rose several times in an instant!

"I won't lose." Shan Yifan's cold mouth.

Duan Tianqi’s mouth is a satirical smile.

Under the ring, the youngsters of the family looked at the breath of the sudden rise of Shan Yifan, and there was a glimmer of hope in the eyes.

"Single young master, come on!"

"We will not be afraid of you if you have a last name!"

A scream of screams sounded one after another.

Ye Qingying stood in the same place with no expression.

"Single Yi should be retired." She said with a slight regret.

But then the words were passed into the ears of Ye’s teenagers.

They looked at Ye Qingyi with their sly eyes, and they seemed to be mixed with a bit of resentment.

"Missy, the young master is fighting for our Ye family, why do you want to rise to others!"

Ye Qingyan glanced at the boyish road: "Duan Tianyi has no prestige, but it is just like that."

"..."

Ye Jia’s teenager was almost not vomited by Ye Qing’s words, but his heart was only an embroidered pillow, full of words.

Ye Jiazhong people are not willing to talk nonsense with Ye Qing, but staring nervously at the single Yifan on the ring.

Shan Yifan mobilized the whole body, and suddenly a huge flame was brewed on the chest. The next second, the flame banged down to Duan Tianyu!

however……

Duan Tianxuan's face did not change at all. His palms suddenly aggregated, and the two palms separated instantly. The fireball that came straight from him was controlled by him.

The ice-blue chill is ejected from his palm in an instant, and the flame fireball is instantly covered!

The fireballs that had been gathered by the flames were condensed into frost **** under the palms of Duan Tianyu.

"Your things, I will give it back to you." Duan Tianqiu screamed a sneer, and suddenly the palms of the two pushed, the frosty ball, fiercely rushed toward Shan Yifan!

Shan Yifan’s face was shocked and he wanted to take the shot, but it was powerless.

The huge ice hockey slammed on him in an instant, and the sound of the ice cracked suddenly. The single person was directly rushed out under the huge impact and fell under the ring!

A blood spurt out from the mouth of Shan Yifan!

His chest was covered with ice hockey, and it was covered with a layer of frost. The frost spread quickly toward his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Ye family's teenagers rushed to the past, and they helped Zhang Yifan with help.

Ye Qingyan looked at the layer of frost that gradually spread from the chest of Shan Yifan. The fingertips made a cluster of golden flames. In the panic between the people, the flames were quietly popped into the back of Shan Yifan. .

At the moment when the flame did not enter the back of Shan Yifan, the frost that condensed on his chest slowly began to open.

Just because of the panic around, Ye Qingqi’s move was not noticed by anyone.

Duan Tianyi looked at the single Yifan who fell to the ground, and a sneer hanged in the corner of his mouth, but his eyes glimpsed the signs of the slow opening of the frost on his chest, but his heart was somewhat puzzled.

(End of this chapter)