The Daughter-In-Law’S Son-In-Law Chapter 4320
by“Ah!”
Song Shiyan screamed, his body shook, his eyes widened, his face was in disbelief, and then it turned into regret.
He knew that he was wrong.
He always felt that since he was the young master of the Song family, and had Jiang Zhiyi’s relationship and the protection of many important figures, no matter how angry Ye Fan was, he would not touch him.
Whether it is to vent revenge or survive and develop, Ye Fan needs to consider the consequences of hurting him.
But I didn’t expect that Ye Fan would not care at all, just like a stupid young man.
Of course, he didn’t expect that in his own territory and under the pressure of the white-bearded old man, Mark would dare to destroy him!
Once the spine is broken, you will not be able to stand up for the rest of your life. You will eat, drink, and defecate in bed. It is simply a life worse than death!
Song Shiyan was in unprecedented despair, his eyes were so dull that he forgot to scream.
“Bang!”
Ye Fan didn’t wait for Song Shiyan to scream, and kicked him in front of the old man with a white beard: “Man, I gave it to you, take it away.”
Seeing this scene, the white-bearded old man was stunned.
Director Lei and Jiang Zhiyi were also stunned.
Obviously, they couldn’t believe that Ye Fan’s attack on Song Shiyan was so vicious that life would be worse than death.
Jiang Mengli screamed: “Brother Shi Yan, brother Shi Yan!”
She struggled away from Jiang Zhiyi’s pull like crazy, rushed to Song Shiyan’s side, hugged him and shouted:
“You bastard, you’ve crippled Brother Shiyan, you’re going to die a good death!”
Jiang Mengli shouted repeatedly: “Kill the white-eyed wolf, kill him for me!”
The disciples of the Nanwu Alliance all took a step back.
Jiang Zhiyi’s heart sank.
At this time, the white-bearded old man also reacted, with a ferocious look on his face: “Shuzi! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed down from the viewing platform, flashed to the ring, and then charged towards Ye Fan.
A sharp hidden sword flashed out of his hand.
Nangong Zhixia issued a warning: “Young Master Ye, be careful, this is the martial arts master Bai Shusheng, the sword is very vicious…”
“Then let me see how vicious it is——”
Ye Fan laughed loudly and did not give in. He grabbed a knife, rushed forward, and then slashed hard.
The sword shines coldly.
“When——”
The sound of the metal clashing of swords resounded throughout the venue like thunder.
Ye Fan and the white-bearded old man were separated at the first touch, and the two of them retreated for more than ten meters!
After the white-bearded old man stopped, he looked at Mark in shock: “You…”
Obviously, he was surprised that this ignorant brat was really stronger than he thought.
Ye Fan didn’t talk nonsense to him, and slashed with the knife in his hand again.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
The white-bearded old man dodged to avoid it, then he kicked off his body and shot towards Ye Fan’s right side.
The hidden sword in his hand stabbed out seven swords in a row and flew out!
Although the seven swords in this series had different moves and were fired in sequence, the speed was so fast that it looked like seven swords were struck at the same time.
This is the unique skill of the old man with white beard, the Seven Swords of Snow Mountain.
It is like a large piece of white blood, pouring down from the top of the mountain, dazzling the opponent and making it impossible to dodge.
When the opponent is confused by the shadow of the sword in the sky, the tip of the sword will stab out silently, directly killing the opponent.
Countless enemies died from his seven moves.
The white-bearded old man hated Ye Fan so much for his arrogance, so he used it as his trump card.
Many members of the referee team who were watching the excitement closed their eyes, secretly thinking that Ye Fan would be stabbed out by the old man with a white beard.
“Well done!”
Facing the fierce killing move, Ye Fan did not dodge or evade, and the sharp knife pierced the white-bearded old man’s heart.
Nothing fancy, simple, yet straightforward.
Die together.
Everyone can see that when the white beard old man’s white sword stabs Ye Fan, Ye Fan’s sword will also pierce the white beard old man’s heart.
The white-bearded old man could naturally see it, and he never expected that Mark would risk his life.
He hesitated slightly, and the white sword in his hand slowed down for a moment.
In this rare moment, Ye Fan flicked his wrist and his speed skyrocketed.
“Boom!”
A cold light flashed, the white sword shadow disappeared instantly, and the entire scene returned to calm.
The white sword of the white-bearded old man stabbed Mark’s throat skin.
But it didn’t pierce the skin, let alone the aorta or throat.
It stopped there.
It wasn’t that he wanted to stop, but Mark’s knife pierced his heart first.
Half an inch more.
Just this half inch determines victory or defeat, as well as life and death.
The white-bearded old man painfully regretted why he hesitated for so long.
That moment of hesitation sent him to hell.
But he was even more shocked. Ye Fan, a bastard, dared to kill him. You know, he was a highly respected martial arts master. How could Ye Fan dare to kill him?
But no matter how unwilling he was, he could only watch the blood flowing down from the tip of Ye Fan’s knife in frustration.
Ye Fan drew his sword, shook the blood, and said lightly: “If you want to kill someone, you must have the consciousness to be killed!”
“Plop——”
The white-bearded old man’s whole body was soaked with blood, and then he fell to the ground, his eyes widened, looking at the night sky.
Blood spurts out, and then falls beautifully.
The old man with the white beard died with his eyes closed.
Seeing the lifeless old man with a white beard, everyone present was stunned.
The old man with the white beard died like this?
They all thought it was ridiculous. This was a well-known martial arts master in the Chinese community. Although he was old, he still had a great reputation.
In the past, when the North and South Wushu League were at loggerheads, as long as the old man with a white beard intervened to mediate, the North and South Wushu League would give them some face and settle down for a few months.
Moreover, he has extraordinary skills and has experienced hundreds of battles. Even if he cannot kill Ye Fan, he should be able to protect himself. How could he die in a single encounter?
No matter how much I don’t believe it, the facts are in front of me.
Really dead.
There was no public outrage, no vow of revenge.
Although the referee team is considered tyrannical, they are more wary when they meet a stupid young man like Ye Fan.
The old man in black, the five armored men, Jiang Jinyu, Jiang Mantang, Song Shiyan, all important people in their eyes were all killed or destroyed by Ye Fan.
How can they be afraid?
Everything is like a nightmare that cannot be woken up from or changed.
Not to mention them, even Nangong Zhixia, Zhao Qingqing and Baibaiitu looked in disbelief.
They thought that no matter how cruel Ye Fan was, he would spare the life of the old man with a white beard. After all, he was a martial arts master and killing him would be a lot of trouble.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan killed him with one knife!
Jiang Mengli looked at Ye Fan in disbelief and murmured: “You killed Mr. Bai, you killed Mr. Bai, how dare you…”
Ye Fan gently lowered the knife in his hand: “A person who relies on his old age and wants to kill me with a sword. I won’t kill him and keep him for the New Year?”
Jiang Mengli was speechless: “You!”
Ye Fan ignored Jiang Mengli and stepped forward to face the audience: “Is there anyone else who wants to challenge the Beiwu League? Is there anyone else?”
“Me!”
A woman’s voice suddenly sounded.
The next second, Jiang Zhiyi appeared in the ring in a flash, holding a long sword in his hand and looking at Ye Fan:
“Ye Fan, I can’t indulge you anymore…”
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