The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1941

Ye Fan was not the slightest bit unnerved.

Initially, Haibu and the others presumed he would be at his wits' end, but things had turned out unexpectedly.

After a series of ear-splitting bone-cracking sounds, Haibu's leg was twisted upward at a ninety-degree incline by Ye Fan's massive punch.

Eventually, the joint of his right leg was broken like a snapped branch with just one punch from Ye Fan. As a result, his right leg hung limply, swaying uncontrollably in the wind.

“Argh! My leg!” Haibu let out a blood-chilling yowl. He was on the brink of tears due to the excruciating pain.

Unperturbed by his endurance, Ye Fan turned to send him flying with another powerful kick.

Seconds later, his high-pitched wails reverberated throughout the entire place.

His body fell clumsily into the Grange River like a rock thrown into the ocean, resulting in never-ending shock waves.

“Haibu!” King Folo squealed apprehensively.

Flustered by Haibu's tragic fate, he bellowed at Ye Fan, “Sc*mbag, I'll fight you till the end!”

At the sight of his closely acquainted comrade bashed up to a pulp, tears of resentment started to well up in his eyes.

Inevitably, his intense hostility against Ye Fan, with whom he had been harboring a grudge, had exacerbated to an extent.

“B*stard, my senior has lost his life, and my junior's leg is broken because of you! Not to mention, you'd snatched tens of thousands of lives in India! I vow to skin you alive and burn you into ashes today to avenge them!” He glowered menacingly at Ye Fan like a ravenous beast.

The next second, he lunged toward the latter with petrifying murderous intent and ferocity in his eyes. Temper flaring, the prowess of his Folo Strike intensified.

However, Ye Fan only scoffed, “Huh? I can't believe you still have the energy to be bothered about them. Heed my advice. You should mind more about yourself!”

His laughter rang out like a hum from the Grim Reaper reciting an ominous poem.

At the same time, he darted toward King Folo, brandishing his invisible sword.

“B*stard, meet your end now!” King Folo got all fired up with simmering murderous intent. His invincible gigantic finger was only inches from Ye Fan's forehead.

A distance away, Noa was a bundle of nerves when she caught sight of King Folo striking against Ye Fan maniacally. She shrieked at the top of her lungs, “Ye Fan, dodge it!”

“Dodge, huh? I'm never a coward who will do so!” Ye Fan laughed aloud.

His hearty laugh resounded through the entire place like morning bells.

Noa gasped in disbelief as he darted toward King Folo's massive strike without a second thought.

Ye Fan continued to move forward fearlessly without dodging despite the horrendous obstacles ahead. He vowed to get rid of any shackles and eradicate the foes standing in his way!

With that, a fearless Ye Fan gave no hoots to any threats and stretched out his gigantic palm that enabled him to have everything within his grasp.

Miraculously, he met King Folo's strike effortlessly with an abrupt grip of his palm.

It was like a scene from the legendary tale whereby the mighty deity gripped the mischievous intruder who made a scene in heaven in his enormous palm.

King Folo mustered up his strength, struggling frantically to break free, but to no avail. Thus, he could not even retaliate against Ye Fan.

“H-How's it possible? How could he have such unrivaled prowess?” he mumbled to himself. The latter's formidability sent a chill down his spine.