"ARGH!"
Ye Fan's roar, imbued with profound Inner Strength, was deafening enough to split eardrums.
At that moment, one of the Tu Guards shouted, "He's the King of Heaven! Kill him and endless riches will be yours! For wealth and for your dreams, charge!"
Dozens of men swarmed in to surround him.
Ye Fan bellowed, "Dragon Essence Power!"
Instantly, a vortex of wind erupted from the calm desert sands, coalescing into a massive spear of Gang Yuan.
"That's the King of Heaven's ultimate move!"
The two Tu Guards were shaken. The moment they saw this technique, the fiery ambition in their hearts was extinguished, replaced by a boundless, visceral fear. Fearing death above all else, they immediately began to retreat.
However, Ye Fan's Dragon Essence Power had been aimed at them from the start. When the energy descended upon them, they were paralyzed with terror. They could clearly feel death's approach.
"AHH!"
Under the Dragon Claw Hand, they were torn to shreds.
