ted to Ye Fan's initial decision to save Ren Zhihua, if he could choose again now, he would still make the same choice. 。The organization wanted to sacrifice Ren Zhihua, but he would never abandon any...But just as he was about to take action, the ten Indonesian women, as if they had a tacit understanding, all took off their clothes in front of the fat man.

And one by one, they circled around the fat man's eyes. Although they knew they were transgender women, I wasn't doing this to seduce myself, but the fat man's eyes were always glued to their movements, unable to move an inch.

The fat man was shocked. These ten monsters had all cast their heart-seducing spells on him at the same time.

Although they weren't as skilled as that Sana, Fatty still found himself unable to unleash his full power. His mind was momentarily consumed, especially since his favorite object was right before him, alive and well. Even knowing it was fake, could any normal man resist such temptation

The fat man simply closed his eyes, his mind reeling. He'd rather have these people charge at him with knives than subject him to this kind of mental assault, for it was precisely this that wounded him.

After playing a few rounds against Senna, Ye Fan often gained the upper hand. Ye Fan's mental fortitude was naturally stronger than Senna's. If it weren't for his lack of familiarity with this kind of sorcery, Senna would have been defeated by him long ago.

Sanna felt that her connection with Ye Fan was growing weaker, and she couldn't help but worry. She simply couldn't believe this situation. She had clearly put a spell on the other party, and the other party had completely fallen under its influence. How could there be such a strange reaction

And the other party even showed signs of backfiring. Could it be that he still wanted to control himself through the very gu he had set up

It's absolutely impossible! Shanna cried out in her heart and then increased her effort, but it was all in vain. No matter how hard she tried, the feeling of being weightless remained just out of reach. She couldn't find any point of contact to push against. Frustration welled up inside her, accompanied by a surge of anxiety.

Just as he was about to place his final bet, his body suddenly stiffened. He jolted upright, and his heart plummeted. He realized with horror that he was completely paralyzed.

Cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. This kind of situation usually only had two possibilities: either he was hit by a spell, leaving him unable to move, or he cast a spell on someone else that was forcefully broken, with the backlash affecting him.

San Na wouldn't have dreamt that Ye Fan's mind could be so resilient, that even under the influence of his own soul-binding technique, he could still resolve it. Before San Na could finish his thought, his consciousness suddenly dispersed, and he felt a darkness envelop his vision, unable to see anything.

Only then did Ye Fan slowly open his eyes. He glanced at Sana, who was sitting in front of him, staring blankly at him, a faint smile playing on the corner of his mouth. Sana had brought this upon himself, and no one could blame him for it. Let him wallow in his own illusionary arts.

Just now, Ye Fan used forceful means to break through Sanna's spellbinding technique. Ye Fan was able to escape, while Sanna, whose mind had long been corrupted and lost its way, could only be called back by Ye Fan. Otherwise, he might not be able to find himself again until his physical functions were exhausted.

Just as Ye Fan was thinking, a sudden roar came to his ears, shaking his eardrums.

That kind of powerful penetrating sound could go directly through the eardrum and into the deepest part of one's soul.

This is the roar of a lion.

Ye Fan's heart trembled, he quickly plugged his ears and retreated continuously, dodging the sonic boom.

Ye Fan looked up and saw the fat man closing his eyes, roaring from his mouth like a wild beast. This sound was like thunder to people's ears. Ye Fan felt this way even at such a distance, let alone those few monsters close to the fat man.

As expected, after the fatty man's roar, those women lay scattered on the ground. And until he finished roaring, none of them could get up again.

It was obvious that they were all stunned by the sudden outburst from Fatty.

It's no wonder the fat man resorted to such drastic measures. These people were simply too arrogant, taking advantage of their perfect bodies and the fat man's psychological weakness. They actually stripped off their upper bodies in front of him! They clearly targeted the fat man's weakness, aiming to drive him to a mental breakdown. Moreover, they launched a psychic attack on him, pushing the fat man to the brink of being lost.

The fat man was really pushed to his limit, so he used the Lion's Roar technique, a move that caused indiscriminate damage. Although it might harm Ye Fan, he didn't care about that right now. With Ye Fan's skill, while there might be some injuries, it probably wouldn't be a big problem.

The Lion's Roar was a sound-wave attack that could effectively dispel mind control. When the Fat Man roared in anger, it instantly knocked those yokai to the ground.

And after the fat man finished yelling, not a single one of the male performers in the audience was able to stand up anymore.

"Fatty, let's go. You did a good job this time," Ye Fan walked towards Fatty and went straight to the third door without even glancing at the people on the ground.

The fat man nodded, knowing that in this area, his skills were far behind Ye Fan's. If it wasn't for Ye Fan scaring off the goblin-headed person, he might not have been able to get out of this situation today.

The fat man took a long look at Sanna, who was still sitting in place, and then turned around to follow Ye Fan.

Even after they had walked a long distance away, Sannas still remained in that posture, and from his nostrils flowed two long streaks of blood.

If Yan Wujue has no other tricks, just let them fly.

Along the way, Ye Fan thought to himself secretly, he didn't mind at all. Today, right here, he would have a final showdown with Yan Wuque.

But when he stepped into the third station, he was stunned once again.

Because the third door, it turned out to be just like the first, with nothing visible at all.

He was furious. Was Yan Wuque toying with him, being both open and secretive Even if he wanted to deal with him, couldn't he just be straightforward

But just as Ye Fan wanted to move forward, he suddenly felt a whoosh of air in front of him, and he was taken aback. Someone had been waiting for him here all along.

He ducked his head quickly, dodging the attack, but the shadow didn't let him off that easily. Turning around, it threw another punch straight at Ye Fan's face.

Ye Fan's expression turned serious. This person moved extremely fast, and his punches were powerful. Furthermore, he seemed to have come prepared. If Ye Fan only dodged, he would be on the defensive if the other attacked aggressively.

Therefore, Ye Fan did not retreat but advanced. The elasticity in his arms suddenly surged forth, and with a throw, an overwhelming force poured out from his arms. He clenched his fist and unleashed a powerful Poyun Punch, colliding head-on with the incoming fist.d already walked to Zhao Heiping's side and asked coldly. 。Even though Yè Qīngchéng's voice wasn't loud, it was incredibly powerful and had a chillingly cold aura. 。Zhao Heping nodded. 。Just as Zhao...