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

Chapter 1576
The first thousand and 570 chapters and nine chapters of the gun god appear
"Too deceiving!"

Jiufeng, the owner of the villa, stared angrily at Ye Fan in front of him.

There are a thousand anger and ten thousand hatred in his heart.

He received the request of Ouyang Wuji and Nangong Fu, and gathered the core experts to formulate the plan of 'destroy jade and stone together'.

Jiufeng planned to launch 36 suicide attacks on Ye Fan within three days.

He didn't believe that Ye Fan could withstand such a dense attack of mutual destruction?

It's just that Jiufeng never expected that Yinxian Villa was attacked by Ye Fan just as they were about to send people to implement the plan.

The pre-emptive sneak attack has already angered Jiufeng, which will seriously disrupt the plan of killing jade and stone, because many chess pieces have not yet left the house.

What made Jiufeng beat his chest even more was that Ye Fan used drones to bomb the villa.

Drones, mines, and smoke are all used to the extreme, and they are even more bottomless than villains like them.

This wave of drone attacks not only downed nearly a hundred companions, but also caused chaos in the villa, and it was impossible to stop it.

In a blink of an eye, Yinxian Villa, which is as solid as gold, is completely changed.

Ye Fan also approached the city.

So Jiufeng wished to cut Ye Fan into pieces.

"Too deceiving?"

Ye Fan touched the blood on his face and sneered: "Are you worthy of saying that?"

"Those of you present, one counts as the other, which one has no life in his hands? Which one is not a vicious person?"

"You have committed a heinous crime. You have lived for so many years, and God has no eyes."

"And if I don't come to bully you today, you may attack me tomorrow."

Ye Fan's voice sank: "So stop talking nonsense, kneel or die!"

Damn, you guessed it.

Jiufeng was slightly at a loss for words, and then became even more furious.

He felt aggrieved like never before.

The plan drawn up with brains and brains will become a pile of waste paper before it can be started.

Hate, hate.

Then, he also flashed a sharp sword and grinned:
"Either kneel or die?"

"Where do you have the right to say that?"

"When I killed and set fire to you, you were still lying in your mother's stomach. It's your turn to teach me a lesson?"

"Do you think that bombing and poisoning can make Lao Tzu submit?"

"impossible!"

"Lao Tzu can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Every bone in my body is hard."

"And I still have sixty brothers, let's fight, it's unknown who will die."

Jiufeng held the long sword and stared angrily, assuming that he was about to fight Ye Fan to the death.

"kill!"

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, and pressed his hands together.

The children of the Wumeng swarmed up.

Jiufeng also shouted: "Brothers, fight!"

Sixty murderers also rushed down the steps with red eyes.

The two sides thus opened the curtain of the final fight.

The blade flashes!Murderous intent!
Hundreds of people fought on the spot.

The stairs were in chaos, with screams, sharp weapons, and fighting, one after another.

Blood even flowed down from the stairs wantonly, staining the entire sole of Ye Fan's feet.

It's just that he maintained a neither sad nor happy attitude.

"kill--"

Four enemies rushed towards Ye Fan, and all four long knives fell down.

Ye Fan swung forward and blocked.

"when!"

Ye Fan blocked the four knives, and then flicked his wrist.

The Yuchang Sword flashed a sharp edge, and the four of them spurted blood and flew out.

Ye Fan didn't even look at their casualties, he tiptoed and jumped up the three steps.

The Fish Intestine Sword stabbed out again and again, and several white glows burst out.

The three flanking enemies couldn't dodge in time, and fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Before they could close their eyes, Ye Fan had already stepped over them, knocking over the enemies who had cast cold arrows in front of them.

Irresistible!

His vision locked onto Jiufeng at the top of the steps.

"Kill kill kill—"

The furious Jiufeng also fought like crazy, with piles of blood-stained corpses piled up under his feet.

There are members of Yinxian Villa, and there are martial arts disciples who want to take the lead.

Blood was splashed like ink, and the scene was extremely tragic.

In front of Jiufeng, there were eight Wumeng disciples surrounding him.

They tried their best to cut down Jiufeng.

The sword shines like a rainbow!
The red-eyed Jiufeng has a huge body, like an unshakable Mount Tai.

No matter how hard the Wumeng disciples attacked, they didn't take half a step back, and they used their own strength to confront the opponent head-on.

One sword at a time, knocking the rushing opponents to the ground one by one.

His face was already spattered with blood, but he didn't even wipe it off.

He is like an Asura harvesting the lives of the children of the Wumeng.

In a blink of an eye, eight Wumeng disciples fell to the ground.

"Dangdangdang-"

Seeing this, Wu Jiuzhou was furious, and rushed over to stab Jiufeng with eighteen knives.

The knife is violent, and the knife is deadly.

"kill!"

Jiufeng didn't retreat either, brandishing his sharp sword and roaring, he smashed to death.

Amid a series of clashes of swords and swords, Wu Jiuzhou let out a muffled snort, and fell five or six meters with blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

The saber in his hand also snapped in two.

Obviously the collision just now went all out.

"Cough cough cough-"

But Jiufeng couldn't stop coughing.

He already had an old problem of asthma and inhaled some poisonous fumes.

He fought with all his strength just now, so his body was naturally severely injured.

One sound, one sound, seemed extremely piercing and shocking.

Jiufeng stood among the hellish pools of blood, his clothes were covered with dazzling blood flowers.

He bent down and leaned on the ground with a sharp sword, curled up like a big shrimp, coughing in pain.

His pale face had turned gray-purple.

Thick blood flowed down the blade slowly, dyeing the marble steps red.

This time the cough was more protracted and intense than any other time.

"Jiufeng, are you still kneeling?"

Ye Fan sneered, and rushed up like a cheetah.

A sword swing!
"Evan!"

"Evan!"

"Evan!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Seeing Ye Fan rushing towards him, Jiufeng who raised his head was about to burst into tears, and shouted like a madman after he stopped coughing.

He then took up the sharp sword in his hand, flickering like the wind and rolled it down towards Ye Fan.

He adopted a desperate fight to the death.

Ye Fan flashed his body, and after avoiding the opponent's sword, he got close to Jiufeng's body.

The dazzling sword light made everyone think that the lightning cracked the air.

"Whoosh!"

With a sharp sound, Jiufeng screamed, and one arm broke and flew out.

Ye Fan didn't stop, and slammed into his arms.

"boom--"

There was another loud bang, and Jiufeng screamed again, bleeding from his mouth and nose and falling backwards.

He slammed into the castle hall with a bang.

More than a dozen companions shouted for help, but they were firmly suppressed by Yuan Qingyi and Wu Jiuzhou.

Ye Fan shook his sword and stepped into the hall.

The hall is tall, three floors high, but there is an indescribable gloomyness.

It's just that Ye Fan didn't care at all, he only locked on Jiufeng who was panting against the pillar.

"Jiufeng, the situation is over..."

Ye Fan stepped forward slowly: "Stop struggling, surrender, I will protect your life."

The head of the murderer must know a lot of secrets.

If they cooperate, not only can Ouyang Wuji and the others be ruined, but also solve many unsolved cases and give the victims an explanation.

Jiufeng endured the pain and roared in a low voice: "You are not qualified! You are not qualified!"

"After today, there will be no Yinxian Villa, and there will be only a handful of people alive."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Surrender, enjoy your old age in peace, if you don't surrender, life is better than death!"

Jiufeng roared: "I have killed countless people, I have lived enough, come, kill me."

"Okay, I'll take a look..."

Seeing Jiufeng not repenting like this, Ye Fan sneered:
"Is it because you are tough, or Chen Bahuang and the others are tough."

"Whoosh!"

Just when Ye Fan was about to abolish Jiufeng's hands and feet, a person suddenly protruded from the height of the pillar.

He wears a mask on his face and holds a gun in both hands.

Point the gun at Ye Fan!

Absolute Shadow Gun God.

(End of this chapter)