"I'm going to kill him, I can't stand it anymore, the guard is here."

The sound of messy footsteps came from all around.

Ye Fan frowned slightly.

"Boy, you guys are waiting to die."

Qianye Zhenxiong laughed loudly when he heard this: "The moment you kick the door, I have summoned support, and soon, thousands of people will gather here."

"None of you can escape."

"You are not enough for a hundred lives to come to Qianye Palace to run away."

Seeing Ye Fan always defending, he felt that although this genius was extremely talented, his foundation was too weak, so he didn't take it seriously.

"It's my turn!"

When Qianye Zhenxiong stabbed another sword, Ye Fan shook the fish intestine sword suddenly, and thunder thunder pierced Qianye Zhenxiong.

It flashed away!

Qianye Zhenxiong's face changed drastically. He felt Ye Fan's power and shouted angrily, then waved the samurai sword to block the attack.

"when!"

The Yuyan Sword was like a rainbow and pierced into the sword light.

With a bang, the white sword light exploded in an instant, unable to support the penetration power of the sword.

"prick"

The Yuchang Sword's momentum was not diminished, and it directly hit Qianye Zhenxiong's chest. There was a murderous aura on this sword, as if it would never give up until it achieved its goal.

Qianye Zhenxiong was extremely shocked. This move was the first Abidao sword he used.

"You learned my trump card?"

Qianye Zhenxiong roared.

He could feel the breath of death, subconsciously waved the samurai sword, and at the same time he burst backwards.

But the lethality contained in this move Ye Fan used was completely beyond Qianye Zhenxiong's imagination.

"prick"

Although Chiba Shinho pressed the Yuyan Sword with a samurai sword, his whole body also retreated.

But it can't stop it at all.

But Ye Fan bullied himself and his hands were pressed down with force.

A flash of sword light.

"No"

Qianye Zhenxiong's mind trembled and roared, trying to retreat with all his might, but found that the samurai sword had broken.

The Yuyan Sword slashed his neck like a rainbow.

"flutter!"

A sharp sound stopped Qianye Zhenxiong's entire movements.

Chiba Zhenxiong did not shout or struggle, but suddenly, it was like an empty snakeskin bag, shaking and falling to the ground.

He stared at Ye Fan with fear, suspicion and disbelief...

He seemed to die and didn't believe it, Ye Fan killed him like this.

The breath swells thousands of miles away, and the body dissipates its strength!

Ye Fan waved his right hand again.

"flutter"

Qianye Zhenxiong's head fell to the ground.

Ye Fan wrapped his head with his clothes and pulled Wei Hong toward his arm:

"Walk"

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Chapter completed!