"Swoosh swish swish--"

The crossbows attacked overwhelmingly, as terrifying as locusts.

But Ye Fan ignored it at all and rushed directly from the rain of arrows.

He waved his swords and his body floated out of the gap like falling leaves.

Extremely arrogant and calm.

"Swoosh--"

When the eight black-clad archers in front wanted to retreat again, Ye Fan had already passed through them.

The two swords in his hand drew several arcs.

The eight people shook their bodies, held the crossbow, and retreated inertia.

But after exiting three steps, I heard a "click" sound and fell to the ground one by one.

Blood sprayed in the throat.

The two swords penetrated their neck guards and cleave their throats.

Eight people fell to the ground, their eyes wide open.

The last silhouette, more than seventy companions abandoned crossbow arrows, drew out the saber with their backhand...

The sword lights were tremendous and the fighting spirit was overwhelming, and they all fell towards Ye Fan.

They sealed Ye Fan's body.

Ye Fan's body whirled, and the sword light shone everywhere.

"when!"

A loud noise exploded, and more than a dozen iron wood masters fell to the ground with blood on their necks.

Although they tried their best to fight, they still could not withstand Ye Fan, and even killed more than a dozen people by Ye Fan.

Before the rest of the people could cushion, Ye Fan came to them again.

With the wave of the swords, more than a dozen people screamed and fell to the ground.

The sword light is sharp.

Some screams, some screams, and some humming.

Ye Fan is like a messenger of death, ruthlessly slashing the archer in black

There were fewer and fewer people in front of him, but there were more and more dead bodies on the ground.

Suddenly, Ye Fan stopped and there was no living person in the eighty black-clad archers blocking the way.

They all fell to the ground, all of them had their throats cut and bleeding.

The camp guards and elites who were rushing behind the scenes were completely stunned.

They had not experienced the battle at Shenjiabao and looked at Ye Fan like they were looking at monsters.

They didn't expect that Ye Fan's killing of hundreds of people was like killing Caojie.

Is this kid still a human?

Dozens of Avenger students who wanted to show their bodies were also trembling.

They couldn't even hold the guns in their hands and shook.

They always thought that the World Chamber of Commerce was the most powerful and advanced.

This is also the reason why they are full of confidence.

The first sentence of the training manual alone, "If you don't buy iron wood products, you will be brainwashed, you will not yearn for freedom, you will not have independent thinking", is full of great wisdom.

They firmly believe that after training in this camp, they can fight against the country with one battle with a thousand pieces of Chinese.

But unexpectedly, Ye Fan killed Tiemu Wuyue’s crossbow arrow camp alone.

"when!"

Ye Fan slowly raised his head, looked at Tiemu Wuyue not far away and said with a smile:

"Miss Tiemu, is the water boiling?"

Ye Fan ignored the enemy behind him: "I don't want to, you are dead, and the tea has not been brewed yet."

Compared to the women in black who looked solemn, Tiemu Wuyue looked much more calm.

At least there was no turmoil in my eyes.

While making tea, she sighed to Ye Fan:

"The innocent genius doctor should have been kind, but why did he become a slaughter of the people?"
Chapter completed!