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    “Bang!”

    Jiang Qilang slapped the ground, ejected into the air, and stabbed Murong Feihong with his sword.

    It’s just that compared to the powerful momentum when he first appeared, Jiang Qilang’s actions and strength are now greatly reduced.

    Murong Feihong couldn’t even dodge, allowing Jiang Qilang’s dagger to stab his body.

    Invulnerable!

    Then he punched out, directly breaking Jiang Qilang’s sword.

    With a bang, Jiang Qilang was knocked away by the powerful force, the hat on his head also fell off, and his black hair fell down.

    Ye Fan was slightly startled: “Woman?”

    Jiang family warriors and Murong warriors were also surprised. They seemed not to have expected that Jiang Qilang would be a girl.

    Jiang Zhiyi and Jiang Jinyu looked sad.

    When Murong Feihong saw this, he sneered: “Oh, it’s actually a woman! I didn’t expect Jiang’s genius to be a woman. It’s interesting!”

    “It’s just that it seems that Jiang’s Martial Arts School is really deserted. Even women who hide their gender are on the stage.”

    Murong Feihong smiled and thought: “But it’s okay, this Jiang Qilang has good skills and figure. If you train him, he will be very good as a slave girl.”

    Murong warriors laughed one after another.

    Jiang Qilang’s voice turned cold: “Don’t even think about it!”

    Murong Feihong sneered: “You are really hot-tempered, but it’s a pity that Jiang’s martial arts school lost and you can’t allow you to make the decision.”

    “Come on, take off all your clothes now, kneel down and let me admire you. I can protect your martial arts and let you be a slave girl with martial arts!”

    Murong Feihong let out a hot breath: “Otherwise, I will beat you into a useless person like Jiang Zhiyi, and let you be ravaged and trampled on all your life.”

    Jiang Qilang’s eyes were cold: “You are dreaming!”

    Murong Feihong became angry and slapped Jiang Qilang hard on the face: “I’m giving you face, right? I’m not asking you, but ordering you!”

    Jiang Qilang angrily tried to fight back, but was kicked down by Murong Feihong.

    Jiang Qilang flew backwards again, blood spurted out from his mouth and fell to the ground, forming a dazzling red.

    Jiang Zhiyi looked at Jiang Qilang reluctantly: “Qilang…”

    Murong Feihong stepped forward and stepped on Jiang Qilang’s finger, making a “click click click” sound.

    Jiang Qilang struggled to get up to resist, but was unable to do so.

    “Stop!”

    At the critical moment, Jiang Zhiyi roared and rushed over like a bolt of lightning. He swung the long sword in his hand and stabbed Murong Feihong in the back.

    Murong Feihong sneered, turned sideways to avoid the attack, and slapped Jiang Zhiyi on the chest with his backhand.

    Jiang Zhiyi was shaken by the powerful force and flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sword came out of his hand.

    Seeing Jiang Zhiyi injured and falling to the ground, Jiang’s warriors suddenly had red eyes.

    “Master!”

    They shouted angrily and wanted to rush forward, but were stopped by the warriors of the Murong family.

    Jiang Zhiyi was lying on the ground, watching Murong Feihong approaching step by step, her heart full of unwillingness and regret.

    She hated that she was not strong enough to protect her people, let alone reverse this defeat.

    “Jiang Zhiyi, you are seeking death again and again, I will destroy you first!”

    Murong Feihong did not give up there, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he strode to Jiang Zhiyi’s side.

    After finishing speaking, he picked up a long sword on the ground and stabbed Jiang Zhiyi’s pipa bone.

    Jiang Mengli couldn’t stop screaming: “Mom!”

    Jiang Qilang and others also showed pain in their eyes: “Master Jiang!”

    Murong Feihong smiled ferociously: “No one can save her, just die!”

    “Whoosh!”

    At this critical moment, a figure appeared like a ghost and grabbed the long knife that Murong Feihong stabbed.

    With a bang, Ye Fan broke the long knife and kicked Murong Feihong out.

    Ye Fan looked at Murong Feihong: “If you want to destroy me, Aunt Jiang, have you ever asked me…”

    Murong Feihong stepped back two or three meters, looked at the shoe prints on his body and laughed ferociously: “Boy, are you sneaking up on me?”

    Murong Warrior and the others also despised what Ye Fan had done, thinking that his kicking Murong Feihong back was just a sneak attack.

    Jiang Mantang roared: “Don’t you have enough sneak attacks?”

    Murong Feihong laughed wildly when he heard this: “Then let me see if your sneak attack can turn the tide…”

    Ye Fan responded lazily: “Come here!”

    Jiang Zhiyi felt Murong Feihong’s murderous intention and shouted: “Ye Fan, get back quickly, don’t die!”

    Jiang Jinyu also looked anxious: “Doctor Ye, Murong Feihong is very scary. Neither the museum owner nor Jiang Qilang is a match. Don’t be impulsive!”

    Jiang Mengli endured the pain and spat: “Idiot, stop showing off in front of me, your tricks are of no use to me, and you will even get yourself killed!”

    There was a trace of disgust in her eyes. It was really disgusting that she didn’t know her own abilities and came out to please herself when it was a matter of life and death.

    Jiang Qilang didn’t say anything, but his eyes fell on Ye Fan inquiringly, wanting to see if he was a real master or a fool.

    Ye Fan ignored Jiang Mengli’s chirping and just looked at Jiang Zhiyi with a soft smile:

    “Aunt Jiang, don’t worry, I’m not insensible. If I dare to come up, I’ll be sure to deal with them!”

    “Besides, I’ve been eating and drinking in the martial arts gym for a month, so it’s time to repay you.”

    Ye Fan twisted his neck: “But please close your eyes later. I’m worried that too much blood will scare you.”

    Jiang Zhiyi’s face was still anxious. Although he was moved by Ye Fan to stand up at the critical moment, he still didn’t want Ye Fan to die in vain:

    “Ye Fan, don’t mess around. I know your medical skills are good and your pills are top-notch, but your martial arts skills are really not as good as Murong Feihong’s.”

    “If you fight him, you will only lose your life.”

    “I can’t let anything happen to you, otherwise I won’t be able to explain to Luo Feihua, get out of here, get out of here!”

    Jiang Zhiyi advised while enduring the pain and stood up in front of Mark.

    Ye Fan smiled at Jiang Zhiyi: “Aunt Jiang, don’t worry, just Murong Feihong is not enough for me to fill the gap between my teeth!”

    Jiang Mengli squeezed out another voice: “You bastard, in order to deliberately attract my attention, you can even say such stupid things?”

    “Murong Feihong even defeated my mother and Jiang Qilang. Trampling you to death is as easy as trampling to death an ant.”

    “You’d better get out of here quickly, don’t make Murong Feihong angry and make the situation in Jiang’s martial arts school worse!”

    Jiang Mengli said plausibly: “And I have seen through your tricks to please me. No matter how upright you are, even if you are seriously injured, you will not be able to impress me!”

    Murong Feihong suddenly realized and looked at Ye Fan: “So you want to be a hero and save the beauty to express yourself. You are really an out-and-out licking dog…”

    “It’s a pity that heroes can save the beauty only when powerful people stand up!”

    His eyes were disdainful: “Those who don’t have the strength to stand up will simply bring about their own destruction and others, hahaha.”

    “Whoosh!”

    Before the laughter had completely subsided, Murong Feihong’s expression changed dramatically, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

    Just after taking a few steps, he stopped all movements, and the tip of a long knife was pressed against his throat.

    Ye Fan looked at Murong Feihong and said indifferently: “Your voice is a bit soft, can you say it again?”

    The whole place was silent!

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