The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4323
by“Bang!”
Jiang Zhiyi fell heavily in front of the referee panel. The sword in his hand was broken, his armor was broken, and there was a long and narrow wound on his chest.
Although the superior woman was not dead at the moment, her expression was more painful than ever before, and her face was extremely pale.
I lost, and I lost in a vulnerable way!
After the deathly silence, the descendants of the Southern Martial Alliance let out a collective sigh of despair that could change the color of the world.
They looked sadly at Jiang Zhiyi lying on the ground.
They originally thought that Jiang Zhiyi’s action could change the situation of the battle. Even if they could not stab Ye Fan to death with one sword, they should be able to defeat Ye Fan.
After all, Ye Fan had been fighting for so many times, and he had already been overdrafted. Jiang Zhiyi was just trying to deal with Ye Fan with his hands.
In the end, Jiang Zhiyi was beaten up by Ye Fan. Although his body was still missing, his defeat was certain.
The pain was like being physically castrated.
At this moment, the night wind blew, the light swayed, and fell on Ye Fan’s head.
Ye Fan’s upright and slim figure is as tall as a god.
But even though he had achieved a huge victory, he still had no intention of stopping the killing. He pointed his knife and shouted:
“Jiang Zhiyi, you lose!”
Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, looking down upon the world!
“Mom, mom!”
At this moment, Jiang Mengli had already reacted and was the first to rush to Jiang Zhiyi: “How are you? Are you okay?”
Song Shiyan lay on the ground and watched Ye Fan grit his teeth: “You bastard, Aunt Jiang is not kind to you, but you seriously injured Aunt Jiang. Do you still have humanity?”
As Ye Fan walked forward, he responded indifferently: “I just said, whoever wants to kill me must be prepared to be killed by me!”
“My life is more important than many people. Even Jiang Zhiyi is not as important as one-tenth of my life!”
“So she was cruel to me and ended up in this situation entirely because of herself!”
“I didn’t kill her just now, I just wanted to keep her and admit defeat on behalf of the Southern Martial Alliance.”
Ye Fan sighed: “After all, I killed too many people tonight, how many less can I kill!”
Jiang Zhiyi smiled sadly when he heard this, and spat out another mouthful of blood.
She thought that Mark left her life because he still had feelings for her, but she didn’t expect that it was just to facilitate his rise to power.
Jiang Mengli was furious: “You bastard, you killed so many people in the Southern Martial League, and also injured Brother Shi Yan and his mother, I won’t let you go!”
Ye Fan responded noncommittally: “If you hate me, you can pick up a knife and kill me. I promise not to hide!”
Jiang Mengli was furious: “You——”
There was a hint of joking in the corner of Ye Fan’s mouth: “What? You don’t dare? Well, if the mountain can’t be overcome, I will go over!”
His eyes were indifferently fixed on Jiang Zhiyi as he moved forward.
“Shuzi is rampant!”
When Ye Fan was about to walk towards Jiang Zhiyi, an old woman in linen holding the white-bearded old man’s body couldn’t help but stand up.
She pointed at Ye Fan with her skinny finger: “I don’t care who you are or what your status is. You killed so many people tonight. You have lost your qualifications to be on top!”
“And for your mistake tonight, you, Nangong Zhixia and the Beiwu Alliance will bear the price!”
“There are only two outcomes for your future, either a good death or a life worse than death!”
She also shouted to Mark: “Boy, kneel down!”
Ye Fan was indifferent: “Old witch, who do you think you are? How can you teach me a lesson?”
Jiang Mengli roared angrily: “You bastard, this is the elder Zhimei who is the most senior member of the referee team, a being who is just like the exterminator…”
Ye Fan said with a hint of ridicule: “Is there the same existence as Master Jue? I’m afraid I only have the bad temper of Master Jue, but not the skills of Master Jue!”
“It’s just that no matter what kind of existence, the Northern Martial Alliance and I won the victory tonight openly, the Southern Martial Alliance and the vassal forces must surrender unconditionally!”
“And starting from tomorrow, there will be no Northern and Southern Wushu League here, only the Chinese Wushu League!”
“And Nangong Zhixia is the first alliance leader!”
Ye Fan fell to the ground and said loudly: “Whoever dares to cheat or stand in the way, I will kill without mercy!”
Bai Baiantu threw out a bottle of wine, Ye Fan reached out to catch it, and then drank it gurglingly.
The old woman in Mai yelled angrily: “You bastard, can’t you hear what I say? You are not in the right position, and you are no longer qualified to take the position!”
Ye Fan threw the wine bottle and shot at the old woman in sackcloth. The broken knife in his hand flashed coldly again:
“Old witch, take my three moves. If you can take my three moves without losing, Nangong Zhixia will not sit in this seat!”
Ye Fan’s voice rolled out: “President Nangong, give me a poem, I will use the blood of this old witch to congratulate you.”
When Ye Fan called him a witch in public, the old woman in sackcloth shouted angrily: “Boy, you are seeking death!”
She shouted to the dozen or so experts from the judging panel: “Kill him!”
More than a dozen linen masters immediately surrounded Ye Fan, and their swords made a harsh sound on the ground!
Nangong Zhixia was not worried when he saw this, he just picked up a glass of wine:
“I’m talking about being a teenager. I hold the yellow on my left and the blue on my right. I wear a brocade hat and a mink coat, and I ride on a thousand horses.”
The woman’s voice was clear and sassy: “In order to repay the favor of Qingcheng, I will follow the prefect, shoot the tiger myself, and watch Sun Lang.”
“Okay!”
Ye Fan laughed, rushed forward with his knife, and flew down from the ring.
The ring roared, and at this time, the four fastest running Mai masters were approaching, their hands shaking violently.
Eight gleaming flying knives and four knives as clear as water all covered Ye Fan, who was as powerful as a rainbow, at the same time.
The rest of the companions were also pressing in from all directions.
Such distance, so fierce, it is difficult to resist.
“Dang!”
A bright flash of sword light flashed, and all the flying knives and long swords disappeared without a trace. The chests of the four linen masters burst open, their armor fell to the ground, and blood spurted out.
They fell down like four trees!
Ye Fan stood in front of them, with a broken knife in his hand stained with blood, which was shocking.
The four enemies used their last strength to cover the wound on their chest, suppressing the blood that could not be blocked, and stared at the cruel Ye Fan in stunned silence.
There was a trace of unwillingness and anger in their eyes, and it was obvious that they did not expect to fail in one move.
“If you’re drunk, your breasts are still open, and your temples are slightly frosted, what’s the problem?”
Nangong Zhixia still spoke clearly: “Zhijie Yunzhong, when will Feng Tang be sent?”
When Jiang Zhiyi and the others’ expressions changed slightly, Ye Fan quickly killed the two attackers.
Then he collided with the girl named Minami Mai who was stabbing him with a sword.
While holding the sword in the hand of the woman in sackcloth, Ye Fan kicked her in the abdomen!
The woman in linen was like a cannonball, knocking over her companion behind her.
Ye Fan, who succeeded continuously, did not pause at all, and quickly passed between the two people.
The two of them took a few steps forward and fell to the ground, with a two-inch wound on their throats!
Then, Ye Fan slashed at four opponents again!
“Dang!”
The four swordsmen in linen clothes quickly blocked the sword with quick eyes and quick hands.
“Whoosh!”
The four linen swordsmen roared angrily and tried their best to raise their swords, lifting Ye Fan and his sword into the air.
Ye Fan was not panicked or afraid at all. On the contrary, he had a triumphant smile on his face. When his body was ejected into the air, the broken knife suddenly stabbed the wall.
The body flew out diagonally.
Ye Fan took advantage of this momentum to fall into the distance, and all his movements seemed to be done in one go.
Amidst everyone’s shock, Ye Fan was already standing in front of the old woman in sackcloth.
The next second, the broken knife struck out with a dazzling light!
The tip of the knife struck her chest like a meteor, carrying an invincible aura.
The old woman in sackcloth obviously didn’t expect that all her men would be vulnerable, and she didn’t expect that Ye Fan would come so quickly. She could only raise her sword to fight in a hurry.
But in the face of Ye Fan’s lightning, all efforts seemed in vain. When the old lady in sackcloth stabbed her with a sword, her throat felt hot.
Cold light flashed and blood splashed!
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