The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1146 One ride is a thousand

The first thousand and 140 nine chapters one ride as a thousand

"Evan?"

Hearing this name, Yuwen Wolf shivered.

He didn't know Ye Fan and had no contact with him, but he had heard the name less than thirty times in the past two days.

This also allowed Yuwenlang to know enough about Ye Fan.

This kid is still alive?

Luang Phor Pan didn't kill him either?

Yuwen Wolf was taken aback for a moment, and then roared like a chicken blood:
"Kill, kill, kill him for me!"

He never expected that Ye Fan would appear here, but he knew that Ye Fan must be killed.

Otherwise, he, Yuwen Wolf, is going to die.

"kill!"

Dragon Temple masters quickly divided into two groups, one group took up weapons to attack Ye Fan, and the other group closely protected Yuwen Wolf.

boom! "

When dozens of Dragon Temple elites were about to target Ye Fan, Ye Fan suddenly flashed in his vision.

In the erratic rain and thick smoke, Ye Fan charged forward instead of retreating while holding the Yuchang sword.

Yuwenlang's heart trembled, and he roared again: "Shoot, shoot, kill him, kill him."

The elite of the Dragon Temple wanted to pull the trigger on Ye Fan who was about to land.

Seeing this, Tang Ruoxue upstairs screamed, "Ye Fan, be careful!"

"boom--"

At this moment, Ye Fan bent his body and ran into the enemy group like wolves and tigers in an instant.

"Whoosh-"

With a flash of sword light, the bodies of more than a dozen Dragon God Temple masters shook, and then fell to the ground screaming.

Disemboweled one by one.

Then Ye Fan spun around and shot another cold light, and the four retreating enemies were splashed with blood.

"what?"

Yuwenlang and others exclaimed in unison, shocked by Ye Fan's speed and strength.

" boom--"

Before everyone could react, Ye Fan kicked an enemy.

Then, taking advantage of this rebounding force, he rushed out with all his might.

Holding the Yuchang Sword, he rushed towards Yuwen Wolf.

He actually wants to attack the Yuwen wolf protected by countless people head-on by himself.

One ride is worth a thousand!
"what--"

Running all the way, swinging swords all the way, the dozen or so Dragon Gods blocking the way screamed and broke in two like paper pricked people.

In the rain of blood, Ye Fan's momentum remained unabated, irresistible...

"Fire, fire, absolutely don't let him come over."

Seeing Ye Fan being so perverted, Yu Wenlang's face changed wildly, and he kept yelling at his subordinates: "Block him, stop him."

Everyone can see that once Ye Fan gets close, it will definitely be a disaster.

"Bang bang bang-"

Gunshots rang out quickly, and the bullets pierced through the smoke and poured towards Ye Fan.

There was no panic on Ye Fan's face, his body was like a ninja, dodging left and right as he moved forward rapidly, abruptly avoiding the dense rain of bullets.

Occasionally, a few of them brushed against his body, but Ye Fan didn't care, and kept charging.

"Bang bang bang!"

Four continuous heating weapons were set up, gunfire spewed out from the muzzle, and countless bullets blocked Ye Fan's trajectory.

Ye Fan's shadow trembled violently, but it never shattered, and the bullets always hurt him half a beat later.

100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters...

Ye Fan ran closer and closer, faster and faster, and a long afterimage was pulled out behind him, like a rainbow piercing through the sun and the moon.

Those Dragon Temple masters who kept shooting saw that hot weapons could not stop Ye Fan, and there was despair in their eyes.

This is simply not human, this is a monster.

Yuwen Wolf roared: "Fire Company—"

Four fire-burning battalions cover Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's figure flashed, passing through their intersecting arcs, calmly avoiding the collision of the crossbow arrows.

There were four explosions behind him, and the flames soared into the sky, engulfing four or five wounded.

"Whoosh-"

In this gap, Ye Fan shortened the distance by more than ten meters, and the Yuchang Sword flashed.

The four crossbow bolts locked on him broke with a snap.

The four Dragon Temple archers also fell to the ground spattered with blood.

Ye Fan didn't stop, and with a flash, he passed through more than ten enemies, and another dozen people screamed and fell to the ground.

Unrivaled.

Seeing this scene, Yuwen Wolf was so angry that his eyes burst into flames.

"Protect Young Master Yuwen!"

The blond man who had been indifferent roared, and the remaining 24 Dragon Temple guards drew their swords and rushed towards Ye Fan.

They have the same body style, and they have a tacit understanding. When they raised their hands, they cut out with 24 knives.

Thunderbolt.

Faced with this imposing blow, Ye Fan directly merged his sword with his sword, turning into a shocking rainbow, and instead of retreating, he advanced and killed it.

"Dangdangdang!"

In mid-air, 24 crisp sounds erupted at the same time, followed by blood spattering one by one.

The crisp sound came from the broken knife of the guards of the Dragon Temple, and the blood came from the waist of the enemy. 24 people besieged at the same time, but they were no match for Ye Fan's blow.

Slashed in the air.

24 people fell to the ground.

Yuwenlang's body turned cold, and then he roared again: "Golden boy!"

As soon as the words fell, the blond man jumped out and stabbed Ye Fan with a dagger.

The first-class killer who was once known in the western world has exploded with the greatest strength in his life.

Kill the tiger with one blow.

The light of the knife is like practice!
Ye Fan didn't care about this fast and ruthless knife at all, and shook his right hand.

With the sharp sound of metal tearing through the air, under the dazzling sword lights, the movement of Jintong's hand suddenly stopped.

In the next second, the huge body burst apart.

Before he could be shocked and angry, he turned into a pile of flesh and blood and fell to the ground.

shocking.

"Too strong...too strong."

Seeing this scene, the Candi who rushed over all felt chills in their hearts and slowed down their movements.

In the sky full of blood, Ye Fan stretched out his body and landed right in front of Yuwenlang and the others.

With one strike, three more enemies fell to the ground screaming...

At this time, more than a dozen experts from the Dragon Temple surged around, holding guns in their hands, but they were all terrified and did not dare to make a move.

There is no doubt that they are afraid of Ye Fan to the bottom of their bones.

"Those who don't want to die, abandon your weapons and kneel down."

Ye Fan stretched out his fish intestine sword: "Whoever dares to resist will be killed without mercy."

The tone was indifferent and without violence, but it made the minds of more than a dozen remnants tremble, and the hot weapons couldn't stop drooping.

Their confidence has already been defeated by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan looked at Yuwen Wolf and said, "You want to kill my woman?"

The corners of Yuwenlang's mouth twitched endlessly, then he stabilized his body and shouted at Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, why are you still alive, why are you not dead..."

"Hasn't the master already beheaded you?"

"Did the four hundred Dragon Temple gunmen stop you?"

There was deep despair and unspeakable anger in his eyes, why didn't Long Phor Pan and the others stop Ye Fan?

"It seems that you still know a lot."

Ye Fan's voice sank: "Tell me, who instigated you to deal with me and Ye Tang?"

"You are happy, I am happy, or I will throw you into the fire."

He could see that although it was an accident that Tang Ruoxue provoked Yuwen Wolf, someone must have contributed to the subsequent revenge.

Otherwise, how could heavy troops be used to deal with him and the Flying Snake team?And there was no reaction from Binguo.

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

Yuwenlang's face changed, and then he yelled at his subordinates:

"Get up! Get up! Fight!"

He found that more than a dozen of his men gave up fighting and surrendered on their knees one by one, filled with grief and indignation:

"Fight with him, fight with him."

He pulled out a gun and killed the men who refused to fight, bang bang bang, in one go.

Seeing this situation, the remaining elites of the Dragon Temple instinctively ran away, but they were shot to death as soon as they reached the door.

On the way, Wei Hongchao, who had fought three bloody battles, showed up with nine Flying Snake players.

Wei Hongchao acted swiftly and divided his hands, the four were on guard, the two stared at Yuwen Wolf, and the three responded to Tang Ruoxue and the others.

Seeing that Wei Hong didn't die towards them, Yu Wenlang's eyes became more desperate and angry. He raised his hot weapon and pointed at Ye Fan:

"I am Yuwen Wolf, my father is Yuwen Dragon, the leader on the sea."

"If you dare to touch me, you will all die!"

He roared angrily: "Let me go, I will let you live."

" Snapped--"

Ye Fan slapped the Yuwen wolf fan away: "What are you trying to challenge me with?"

Yu Wenlang threw his gun into the air, furious: "How dare you touch me?"

Ye Fan's voice sank: "Tell me, who is behind the scenes?"

Yuwen Wolf roared: "Is there no mastermind behind the scenes?"

"There is no mastermind behind the scenes?"

Ye Fan slapped him again:

"Without the mastermind behind the scenes, there will be heavy soldiers buried in the hills to attack the Flying Snake team?"

"Without the mastermind behind the scenes, Luang Phor Pan will block me in the middle?"

"Without the mastermind behind the scenes, would Bingo officials have no movement at all?"

His voice turned cold: "Last chance, who asked you to deal with us?"

"There is no black hand behind the scenes!"

Yuwen Wolf covered his cheeks and said viciously:
"Even if there is, I won't tell you, if you have the ability to touch me..."

"boom--"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan grabbed his neck and threw him into the sea of ​​flames...

(End of this chapter)