The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4314
by“This!”
Seeing this scene and hearing the shouts of Nangong Zhixia and others, Jiang Mengli and others were all stunned.
Not only were they shocked that Ye Fan was really the leader of the Northern Martial Arts League, but they were also shocked that Ye Fan had secretly achieved so many amazing achievements.
The situation displayed by Nangong Zhixia and others at this moment, even if Ye Fan ordered them to die, they would execute it without hesitation.
“Xuanyuan Changfeng and Zhao Mantis were killed by Ye Fan. How is this possible?”
“Yeah, I thought it was Nangong Zhixia who used a beauty trick to win Xuanyuan Villa and Beiwu League, but I didn’t expect that it was Mark who supported them.”
“I always thought that it was luck that Ye Fan saved the Nanwu Alliance from fire and water. Now it seems that he really has extraordinary strength. After all, he can lift anyone he helps.”
“So, President Jiang’s ability to become the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance is not due to her ability or Song Shiyan’s help, but because Mark Ye chose her in the first place?”
“Jiang Zhiyi has been ordinary for decades, but if he is really capable, he has already risen. How could he wait until he is dozens of years old to take off again? It must be Ye Fan’s credit!”
Seeing Ye Fan in a daze, everyone couldn’t stop talking, and looked at Jiang Zhiyi with more doubts.
Jiang Zhiyi’s face turned ugly, and the hand holding the tea cup tightened slightly.
Jiang Mengli became even more furious and shouted at everyone:
“Shut up! Shut up everyone!”
“My mother relied on her own strength and the help of Brother Shiyan to get to the position. She has nothing to do with Mark.”
“On the contrary, Ye Fan is able to achieve his current achievements and help Nangong Zhixia rise to power, all because of Jiang’s unique skills.”
“And what Nangong Zhixia just mentioned about Ye Fan’s achievements is 100% Nangong Zhixia’s favoring Ye Fan in order to create an invincible image of Ye Fan sweeping everything!”
“Others don’t know what Ye Fan’s background is, but my mother and I know it all!”
“He is not as awesome as Nangong Zhixia said!”
Jiang Mengli yelled hysterically: “He can’t even compare to a finger of brother Shi Yan, he can’t compare!”
There was no uproar or agreement. They were not fools. If Ye Fan wasn’t awesome, how could the Beiwu League kneel down collectively?How could Nangong Zhixia condescend?
Even if Ye Fan hadn’t killed Xuanyuan Changfeng and the others, they would still be very powerful men who could overwhelm the entire Beiwu League.
Seeing that no one responded, Jiang Mengli became even more anxious. She walked straight to the ring, pointed at Ye Fan and shouted:
“Ye Fan, why don’t you explain to everyone that you don’t have the strength to kill Xuanyuan Changfeng and the others? Why don’t you tell everyone that you and Nangong Zhixia are playing a double act?”
She shouted: “If you don’t be honest, you will be exposed and cut into pieces later. Don’t blame us for not helping you.”
“Crack!”
Before Ye Fan could say anything, Nangong Zhixia stepped aside and slapped Jiang Mengli on the face: “Bitch, who gave you the courage to be rude to Young Master Ye?”
Jiang Mengli covered her face and roared angrily: “Ye Fan, are you just going to watch this bitch beat me? Have you decided to go all the way to the dark side and sever ties with the Southern Martial Alliance?”
Ye Fan’s tone was indifferent: “I, the Southern Martial Arts Alliance, and the Jiang Family Martial Arts School have long been separated from each other. Now I am a member of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance!”
Jiang Zhiyi’s voice deepened: “Ye Fan…”
Ye Fan interrupted Jiang Zhiyi’s topic without politeness: “President Jiang, stop talking nonsense. No matter how much you talk, it’s not as good as a life-or-death showdown!”
“There is a road to heaven but you don’t take it, and there is no door to hell so you just go through it!”
Song Shiyan had already buffered himself and laughed angrily: “White-eyed wolf, I will show you tonight that the general trend is that your struggle is like a mantis trying to control the car!”
After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and shouted: “Come on!”
The masters of the Southern Martial Arts League didn’t talk nonsense. Ten of them jumped onto the ring together and attacked Ye Fan mercilessly.
Nangong Zhixia laughed angrily: “Shameless, use more to defeat less!”
Jiang Mengli snorted disdainfully: “You can go up to ten if you have the ability.”
“Vulnerable!”
Ye Fan replied with contempt in his eyes, moved his feet and took a small step, avoiding the two knives, and then punched out.
The punch was not very fast, and there was nothing fierce or fierce about it, but the punch hit the sword of the person in front, and the frightening effect exploded immediately.
A master from the Southern Martial Arts League who had no time to dodge was blasted away with his sword. He really flew up, jumped over several companions, and fell hard to the outside of the ring.
The blade of the knife was shattered and the mouth was bleeding.
A master from the Southern Martial Arts Alliance took a step forward and reached out to catch him. Although they had expected it, the two of them still took two steps back due to the huge momentum.
Ye Fan’s domineering attitude is clearly visible.
This move immediately stunned the other opponents.
Ye Fan took the opportunity to take a step forward, flashed his left hand, and the two enemies in front also flew out. The speed was so fast that the masters of the Southern Martial Alliance looked at him.
Fortunately, these disciples were also very skilled. After two of their companions spurted blood and fell to the ground, the others immediately retreated half a step, leaving a certain space to attack Ye Fan.
Four sharp knives were slashed at Ye Fan, but the indifferent Ye Fan didn’t even look at them. He grabbed them with his left hand seemingly in disorder.
Just hearing several bangs and bangs, the four Nanwu Alliance fell out like kites, almost unanimously spitting out blood on the way, and fell to the ground with unknown life or death.
Director Lei on the judging panel looked solemn and rolled his eyes.
His fingers slid twice on the phone, and a message was sent out quietly.
Three minutes later, when Ye Fan knocked over the ninth person, several more figures came up.
One of them was a bald man with a strong evil spirit. A dangerous aura spread quietly, and Ye Fan glanced at him subconsciously.
At this time, the dagger was like a rainbow!
A person stood in front of Ye Fan. Ye Fan sneered and couldn’t stop his steps.
Right fist punch out!
“Broken!”
The dagger that the master of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance poured all his strength into was hit by Ye Fan’s punch. He felt the tiger’s mouth shake and his whole body hurt, and his body flew backwards.
Ye Fan also took half a step back, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
The strength of this master was beyond his expectation.
As his thoughts were turning, another person struck like the wind, and he raised a saber. It was the bald man with a dangerous aura.
“Well come.”
When Ye Fan saw the bald man flashing a smile, he turned sideways to avoid the bald man’s blade, and then punched the back of the knife.
“Boom!”
When the fists and knives collided, they exploded like firecrackers, and then the two of them each took a few steps back.
The bald man’s fist shook slightly, but he quickly turned his wrist to disperse the remaining energy.
But Ye Fan still remained calm.
The eyes of both sides intertwined, and there was a killing intent.
“Win! Win! Win!”
The Nanwu Alliance shouted that someone could finally stop Ye Fan from taking action.
Nangong Zhixia and the others frowned slightly. They did not expect that there were such masters in the Nanwu League.
Song Shiyan’s eyes were extremely hot: “Kill him.”
Hearing Song Shiyan’s words, the killing intent on the bald man’s face became even more intense. The sword slashed forward again, and six sword flowers covered it.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, twisted his body, and dodged the knives pouring from the opponent one by one.
Then his hands shook, creating a string of trembling fist lights that filled the sky, and rushed towards the vital parts.
The bald man seemed to have anticipated his move. He quickly turned around without changing the direction of the sword, and instead slashed towards the back of the opponent’s neck.
Howling through the sky, the light shines brightly!
A hint of approval flashed in Ye Fan’s eyes: This guy is really not simple.
At this point, he no longer held back and shouted: “Broken!”
As he spoke, a series of long fists were blasted out, which were superimposed one after another to form a huge power, making people feel irresistible.
The bald man’s eyes were like needles, and he wanted to slash with the knife, but Ye Fan’s fist hit the blade like a stormy wave.
“Dang Dang Dang!”
In a series of crisp sounds, the bald man fell backwards and flew out with his knife.
Before the bald man could stand upright, Ye Fan came over and slapped him on the thigh.
A severe pain spreads!
The sound of cracking bones resounded above the ring, the bald man’s body bounced into the air, and blood fell from his mouth.
Ye Fan didn’t give the opponent a chance to fall. He stepped forward and punched out with both fists, knocking the bald man into the air again.
When the bald man spat out a large mouthful of blood and was about to fall to the ground, Ye Fan shouted low, raised his right hand, and instantly grabbed the bald man’s throat.
The bald man was dying, and there was a cold arc of contempt at the corner of Ye Fan’s mouth.
The absolute violence and the absolute bloodiness made the atmosphere in the whole place become weird, and also made other Nanwu League masters dare not move.
“He is not from the Southern Martial Alliance, you cannot kill him.”
Director Lei couldn’t hold his breath and stood up and shouted: “Otherwise the consequences will be serious!”
Song Shiyan also shouted: “He is a master of the Lei family. He helps me with my boxing. You have no right to kill him.”
Jiang Mengli also pointed wildly with her fingers: “Put him down, otherwise you will regret it.”
Jiang Zhiyi also looked solemn: “Ye Fan, don’t mess around!”
“It doesn’t matter whether you kill or not. Only one person has the final say, and that’s me.”
When the breath of the spectators subconsciously stopped, Ye Fan stretched out his fingers and broke his opponent’s neck instantly.
The body fell to the ground, and the sound echoed throughout the audience.
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