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

After Chapter 2571, it's yours
Chapter 590, I will be yours from now on
The entire high platform was silent.

No one exclaimed, and no one moved. They all seemed to press the freeze button and remained motionless.

Whether it was the more than 1000 Wumeng disciples, or the eight major instructors and the four guardians, they all froze.

They watched this scene in disbelief.

Don't look at Zhuo Yiyi as gentle as water and very easy to talk, in fact, her mind and skills are first-rate.

With her phantom thousands of steps and Liuyun Feishou's unique move, there are not many opponents in the entire Wucheng.

If it weren't for Cai Qingqing's identity and status, Zhuo Yiyi would definitely be the president of Wucheng with his martial arts skills.

But it's such a capable Zhuoyou envoy who couldn't even handle Ye Fan's move, how could they not be shocked?
What shocked them the most was that they originally thought Atagu was Ye Fan's biggest reliance.

As a result, it is now discovered that Ye Fan is far more terrifying than Atagu.

Zhuo Yiyi was also covering her wound, her head was blank and her expression was horrified.

She didn't expect that she didn't even have the strength to fight back!
And she didn't even see the shadow of Ye Fan's knife clearly, and she was pierced through the shoulder blade.

This is really unscientific, and it is difficult for Zhuo Yiyi to accept.

Like everyone else, Zhuo Yiyi also regards the stupid Atagu as Ye Fan's biggest trump card.

But now, Ye Fan told her that he himself is the biggest reliance.

She kept shouting that it was an illusion, that it was an illusion.

But the severe pain from the wound showed that this was a bloody fact.

Ye Fan saw Zhuo Yiyi's aggrieved, stepped forward and said lightly:
"If you don't accept it, or feel that I am sneaking, you can come up and fight again."

"I've always been a kind-hearted person. When I play chess, I will give him a hand when I face an opponent who is not as good as me."

"So if Zhuo Youshi refuses to accept it, I can let you play another game."

Ye Fan not only wants to control the Wucheng Wumeng, but also controls people's hearts.

He picked up a knife again and looked at Zhuo Yiyi.

The Eight Great Coaches and the Six Great Talents subconsciously looked at Zhuo Yiyi.

Everyone wanted to see if she would just admit defeat or fight again.

As for whether they themselves didn't want to fight anymore, Atagu's shot hurt their internal organs.

Rushing up and fighting again is because he thinks he didn't die fast enough.

"Then I would like to thank my little brother for giving me the opportunity."

Zhuo Yiyi yelled coquettishly, and slapped the ground, like a meteor flying to a high platform.

She was in front of Ye Fan in an instant.

She twisted her body, and 36 phantoms instantly appeared on the training platform, rushing towards Ye Fan.

When she was three meters away from Ye Fan, she waved her hands.

The sleeves also swished and shot, instantly turning into 36 streaks, confusing everyone's eyes.

More than 1000 Wumeng disciples also shouted excitedly:
"Emissary Zhuo You is so powerful, the entire high platform is her phantom."

"Yeah, I can't tell which is her real body and which is her shadow."

"That's right, combined with the Liuyunfei sleeve made of steel wire, it not only hides Zhuo Youshi's aura, but also makes the opponent dangerous."

"It is rumored that Zhuo Youshi shot through twelve powerful enemies with Liuyun Feishou, it seems that there is no water."

"This troublesome kid is probably going to be finished this time."

Their faces that had lost confidence turned rosy again, and they cheered for Zhuo Yiyi.

"receive!"

After turning eighteen times so that the entire high platform was covered with shadows of sleeves, Zhuo Yiyi suddenly fell from the sky above Ye Fan.

The 36 long-sleeved shadows were pulled away suddenly, and all of them wrapped around Ye Fan's body, wanting to put him away like a silkworm chrysalis.

At the same time, overwhelming killing intent poured out to Ye Fan.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, another flash of light pierced into the long sleeves of Furthering.

With a bang, all the shadows of the sleeves dissipated, and all the killing intent collapsed.

Zhuo Yiyi snorted again, and fell backwards again.

There is also a knife in the other shoulder blade.

The blood was rushing down, making Zhuo Yiyi feel unprecedented pain.

Ye Fan looked at Zhuo Yiyi who fell to the ground with his hands behind his back: "You lost again."

Indifferent, but with irresistible strength.

Lost again!
Three simple words, but it made the Eight Great Instructors and the Four Great Protectors in a trance.

But no matter how unbelievable and shocked they were, Zhuo Yiyi lost again, another move.

The cheeks of the Wumeng disciples cheering Zhuo Yiyi were even hotter.

Zhuo Yiyi's pretty face was also uglier than ever, with an indescribable shame in her eyes.

She stared at Ye Fan and said, "Unexpectedly, you are so good at flying knives."

Ye Fan looked at the woman and smiled noncommittally: "Are you still not convinced?"

"Get up, I'll give you another chance, this time I won't use a throwing knife."

He asked Atagu for a glove and put it on: "I'll beat you with one hand!"

"Too deceiving!"

Seeing Ye Fan give herself a third chance, Zhuo Yiyi's pretty face was indescribably complicated.

She was happy that she still had a chance to turn things around, but she was also angry that Ye Fan despised her as a right envoy.

However, she still endured the pain and stood up again.

She also drew a long sword in her hand:
"One sword comes east!"

In the next second, Zhuo Yiyi exploded.

When she stepped on it with her left foot, the ground shattered, and countless gravels shot at Ye Fan.

At the same time, she straightened her body, like a ray of sunshine, quickly shone on Ye Fan.

A sword came east.

It is fast and ruthless, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, making it impossible for people to guard against it.

This is a trick she has hidden for many years, in order to protect herself at critical moments.

"Whoosh!"

The man and the sword seem to have become one.

The sword light is like a scorching sun, flying out of the gravel, faster than the gravel.

The gravel and sword light have completely enveloped Ye Fan.

The tip of the sword even reached Ye Fan's throat.

The power of this blow, no one can resist, no one can dodge.

Vicious, accurate, tricky.

Zhuo Yiyi's terrifying strength can be clearly seen at this moment.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Ye Fan, who was covered by the sword light, shook his body.

He looked like a lonely boat in the sea, and could be destroyed by Zhuo Yiyi's sword light at any time.

But when he raised his hand, Zhuo Yiyi instantly felt great pressure.

Ye Fan grabbed it with his first claw.

Amid a series of clear and crisp sounds, the fragments and sword light poured by Zhuo Yiyi collapsed one after another.

Like a sharp weapon piercing ice slag, all her thunder attacks were wiped out.

Ye Fan moved forward and grabbed again, Zhuo Yiyi's attack stopped instantly.

Ye Fan's fingers made an inch again.

Zhuo Yiyi, who was holding the dagger, backed away in shock.

Her intuition told her that if she didn't retreat, her chest would be scratched by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan is gentle and elegant, without murderous intent, but his moves are strange and light, and his moves are extremely fast.

He only grabbed it once, changed it three times, and turned the dangerous situation around.

Then Ye Fan stepped forward another three meters, and continued to push towards Zhuo Yiyi with the rest of his claws.

Zhuo Yiyi swung the dagger.

She used three swords in one breath, but each time the sword glow was extinguished by Ye Fan.

She even took eight steps back, but still couldn't shake off Ye Fan's hand.

Zhuo Yiyi had no choice but to cut the sword across Ye Fan's wrist.

"Whoosh!"

It's just that when her sword light came back, Ye Fan's speed also increased a lot.

Ye Fan stretched out his arm, and slapped Zhuo Yiyi's chest with his palm around the broken sword.

Grab it sharply.

There was a plop sound, no glaring wounds, and no blood spattering.

Zhuo Yiyi also stopped at the same place, neither shouting nor struggling.

Just suddenly, like an emptied snakeskin bag, it lost its energy.

Her heart was pinched by Ye Fan.

Zhuo Yiyi's eyes were full of aggrieved, angry, but more desperate.

Ye Fan said indifferently: "You lost again!"

Lost again!
Lost again!
How strong is this kid!
The four guardians, the six celestial talents, and the eight instructors were once again dead silent.

You can't dodge the flying knife, you can't dodge it with one hand, it's too perverted.

Everyone has no disdain or anger towards Ye Fan, only awe and absolute surrender to the strong.

They knew that the Wucheng Wumeng was afraid that they would have to change people today.

"Submit, or not?"

Ye Fan stared at Zhuo Yiyi and said lightly: "I don't accept it, I can give you another chance!"

For Ye Fan, Zhuo Yiyi's skill was almost the same as that of him who did not use the dragon slaying technique.

Therefore, Zhuo Yiyi, who had been pierced through two shoulder blades in advance, would definitely lose in a hundred more battles.

Facing Ye Fan's coercion, his calm demeanor, and the hand on his heart, the corners of Zhuo Yiyi's mouth twitched a few times.

Then, with a faint sigh, she knelt down with a plop.

Zhuo Yiyi said to Ye Fan: "Zhuo Yiyi admit defeat, from now on, I will be yours."

"Just admit defeat!"

Ye Fan helped Zhuo Yiyi up, and then glanced at the four guardians: "You guys, are you convinced?"

The four guardians and the eight instructors bowed their heads together: "Submit!"

(End of this chapter)