The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4187
by“Whoosh!”
However, before Xuanyuan Zixi’s kill command could be fully issued, a deafening loud noise was heard above his head.
Everyone subconsciously looked up and saw a tree trunk broken in two, with the sound of howling wind, falling towards the circle where everyone was.
Obviously, Ye Fan’s seemingly random strike just now actually cut off the big tree to disrupt the opponent’s position.
“Shameless! Beat him to death…”
Xuanyuan Zixi’s face turned red with anger and he roared angrily.
Just as the twelve Xuanyuan dead soldiers subconsciously avoided the falling tree trunks, Ye Fan flashed and rushed towards the encirclement where Xuanyuan Zixi and others were.
The speed was so fast, like a ghost, that people almost had no time to react.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Zixi and others hurriedly wanted to adjust the angle of the firearms in their hands and shoot Ye Fan.
But before they could take aim, Ye Fan rushed into the encirclement like a black lightning.
The sword flashed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
The Xuanyuan dead soldier at the front had no time to react. He only felt a white light flash in front of his eyes and a chill on his neck.
Then he felt his body split into two and fell heavily to the ground, blood instantly staining the surrounding land red.
“Boom!”
At the same time, a strange white mist centered on Ye Fan and quickly spread to all directions.
A group of Xuanyuan dead soldiers woke up from a dream. They looked at Ye Fan with shocked eyes, as if they didn’t believe that the guy in front of them had such terrifying speed and fighting power.
Xuanyuan Zixi’s heart also trembled, and her pretty face instantly turned as pale as paper, and then she shouted: “Asshole, how dare you kill one of our people?”
“The second one.”
Mark Ye sneered, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.
He tapped his feet lightly, and his figure moved instantly like a ghost. With a low roar, he swung the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand again.
A sharp sword energy roared out, directly splitting the second Xuanyuan Death Soldier in half.
The splashing blood looked like blooming blood flowers under the sunlight.
“The third one.”
Ye Fan’s body turned like a black whirlwind, and the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand drew a graceful arc in the air.
A red mist of blood drifted by, and another Xuanyuan dead soldier fell to the ground screaming.
No breath at all.
Although these dead soldiers all felt the unprecedented danger, they all went all out to resist Ye Fan’s attack.
But in the face of Ye Fan’s lightning-fast speed, all their resistance seemed so futile, and they could not avoid Ye Fan’s fatal attack.
“Kill!”
Upon seeing this, the other dead soldiers roared angrily, their eyes turned red with anger, and they waved their shotguns and attacked Ye Fan desperately.
For a time, the sound of banging gunshots was heard, and bullets rained down on Ye Fan.
However, because Ye Fan’s speed was too fast, they could not accurately lock the target.
The fired bullet was either half a beat too late, splashing dust on the ground, or accidentally hit the body of his companion.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, filled with smoke and screams.
Xuanyuan Changfeng’s face changed drastically when he saw this. He quickly retreated and shouted angrily: “Stop shooting randomly, draw your sword and chop him to death!”
Upon hearing this, the remaining dead soldiers threw away the firearms in their hands very decisively, pulled out the daggers from their waists, and surrounded Ye Fan in a fan shape.
I saw the glare of the sword, the murderous intent, and the entire encirclement was like an airtight net of death, slowly tightening towards Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan still looked calm and calm in the face of this wolf-like tiger attack.
His figure is agile, like a dancing butterfly, skillfully weaving and dodging among the lights and shadows of swords.
At the same time, the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand was waving continuously.
Every time he swung, a sharp sword energy roared out, taking away a fresh life.
“The fourth one!”
Ye Fan shouted, raised the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand high, and then slashed it down.
A dazzling sword light flashed, and the head of a Xuanyuan dead soldier flew high, and hot blood spurted out like a fountain.
“The fifth one!”
Ye Fan turned around, kicked the ground with his left foot, and his whole body ejected like a cannonball, and he swung the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand.
Another Xuanyuan dead soldier was cut in half at the waist.
“The sixth…”
Ye Fan kept counting in his mouth, and the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand never stopped.
Every time he takes a shot, he harvests the enemy’s life accurately.
Xuanyuan Zixi watched his men die tragically one after another, and they didn’t even touch Ye Fan’s sleeves, and the shock in his heart reached its peak.
She couldn’t figure it out, where did this seemingly young boy get such terrifying strength?
“The twelfth one!”
Another dazzling white light flashed by, and the Heaven-Destroying Sword in Ye Fan’s hand accurately chopped down the last Xuanyuan dead soldier.
Then, he slowly put away the knife and walked towards Xuanyuan Zixi and Xuanyuan Changfeng step by step: “Xuanyuan Changfeng, do you have any last words?”
“Son of a bitch! Do you dare to kill our people?”
When Xuanyuan Zixi saw all twelve dead soldiers killed, her anger instantly spread throughout her body. You must know that these were dead soldiers she had spent many years training.
Her original idea was that the twelve dead soldiers should not only be one against a hundred, but also loyal ministers who could protect her father from dangerous situations more than ten times.
Unexpectedly, twelve people were cut off by Ye Fan like a melon, which made Xuanyuan Zixi not only angry, but also deeply frustrated.
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: “They want me to die, of course I will kill them!”
“I’m angry!”
Xuanyuan Zixi shouted: “Uncle Tu, kill this kid!”
After the words fell, Bai Bai Tu took a step forward, his figure trembled, and his eyes shot out a dazzling light, murderous and almost real.
In a radius of more than ten meters, there was an indescribable chill instantly, and the surrounding vegetation swayed slightly, as if they were getting away from the Hundred Years Massacre.
“Not bad, he looks a bit like a master.”
Ye Fan showed a hint of appreciation: “As expected of the president of the Northern Martial Alliance, the people around him are better than Zhao Mantis and the others.”
Xuanyuan Zixi laughed angrily: “You bastard, let me tell you, this is my Uncle Tu. Not only does he punch several thousand kilograms, he is also from Wuyi Lane.”
“He killed 1,080 people, and he killed people in 108 ways!”
Xuanyuan Zixi showed a hint of pride: “You can make Uncle Tu take action, and you can die without regrets.”
Ye Fan looked at Baiyi Tu Yixiao: “Wuyi Lane?”
“Are you afraid? It’s too late! You have offended Mr. Xuanyuan, offended Miss Xuanyuan, and you dare to kill Xuanyuan’s dead soldier.”
Bai Baiantu’s tone was like ice piercing people, and he looked at Ye Fan like an ant: “Young man, you are dead.”
Ye Fan smiled: “It’s not that I’m afraid, but when I heard that you were from Wuyi Lane, I suddenly thought of my good big brother…”
Bai Baiantu stared at Ye Fan and said coldly: “Your good big brother?”
Ye Fan nodded lightly: “Yes, I don’t know how he is doing in prison.”
“Is it still the same as before, calling people brothers and sisters every day, asking for more money every day…”
There was a trace of yearning in Ye Fan’s eyes, after all, those were his prosperous years.
When he heard that he wanted to add more money, Baibai Tu’s eyelids twitched and his voice trembled: “What’s your eldest brother’s name?”
Ye Fan chuckled lightly: “His name is Chen Long. You come from Wuyi Lane. You should know him, right?”
“Chen…chen…”
The dagger in Baibaiitu’s hand fell with a clang. He hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but before he could stand up straight, the weapon fell again.
He picked it up three times before he could barely hold the dagger.
Xuanyuan Changfeng’s eyes were focused on Busy, and he could tell that Bai Baiitu had lost his composure, and he had lost his composure out of fear.
Before he could ask, Xuanyuan Zixi impatiently shouted: “Uncle Tu, don’t talk nonsense to him. He has killed so many of us. Kill him!”
Baibai Tu ignored Xuanyuan Zixi, looked at Ye Fan and asked, “Do you know Mr. Chenlong…?”
Ye Fan’s tone was indifferent: “Didn’t I just say that? That is my sworn brother who has made a blood alliance!”
The hundred-year-old butcher’s mouth went dry: “What a great brother…”
Xuanyuan Zixi roared again: “Uncle Tu, destroy him quickly and make his life worse than death…”
“Crack!”
Bai Baiantu suddenly slapped Xuanyuan Zixi away and roared: “One moment you want me to kill him, the next you want me to destroy him. Which do you want? You’ve made me so confused!”
Xuanyuan Zixi covered his face in disbelief: “You——”
Baibaiitu shouted to Xuanyuan Zixi: “I am just your bodyguard, not your dead soldier. If you are so difficult to deal with, I will no longer serve you.”
“From today on, my relationship with you, your father and your daughter, will be completely severed and we will have nothing to do with you anymore!”
“We will meet again later!”
After saying that, Bai Baiantu broke the dagger with a palm, threw it on the ground, turned around and prepared to run away.
Ye Fan said calmly: “Stop! Who told you to leave?”
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