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

Chapter 706 There is another danger

Chapter [-] There is another danger

When the kind old woman called Haizhu, Ye Fan was walking firmly towards the gate of the cemetery.

A tree suddenly shook, and a killer fell silently and stabbed Ye Fan in the head.

Ye Fan didn't even flicker, but swung the saber suddenly.

The light of the knife rises instantly.

when!
The assassin's sharp sword was suddenly struck by a thunderbolt, and it broke in the middle, and his whole body was split in half by the knife.

The imposing power that Wan Fu could not resist made everyone secretly startled while taking a breath of air.

"kill!"

But the enemy quickly swarmed towards Ye Fan again!

Ye Fan had no fear on his face, and his saber came out like a poisonous snake, chopping down five or six people in an instant.

The thick and indissoluble bloody smell made everyone even crazier.

Killers charge like locusts, die, but gather again and charge again!

In the cold light, Ye Fan, covered in blood, still walked forward:
"Whoever stops me will die!"

Countless killers roared and rushed towards Ye Fan.

Poisonous needles, poisonous arrows, poisonous smoke, close combat, attacking in turn, such a turbulent wave one after another.

Compared with the frenzied attack of the killers, Ye Fan showed a more fierce side.

The saber in his hand was extremely fast and fierce.

Facing the attacking enemies, Ye Fan not only did not retreat a single step, but also often fought back with faster, fiercer and more ruthless moves.

Between swinging the knife, it was as dense as beads, with almost no gaps, and there was no slowdown.

Many of the enemies who were slashed by his blade had already been hit by the blade before they had time to dodge, and fell backwards.

Although the killer also slashed and slashed, they were all blocked by Ye Fan.

There were dozens of people, but no one could stop Ye Fan.

Many killers turned from a living life into a corpse without even touching the corner of Ye Fan's clothes.

On the road of more than 50 meters, he was killed by Ye Fan abruptly.

Shen Hongxiu followed closely behind Ye Fan, constantly cutting off the sneak attacks from behind.

Her face was stained mottled by blood splashes, like red plums in full bloom, and she could faintly hear Ye Fan's panting.

She knew that the reason why Ye Fan went out step by step and didn't deal with the enemy flexibly was because he was worried that those people would hurt her.

If it weren't for the burden of protecting her, Ye Fan would have killed someone and left on his back. Why would he need to fight against every inch of soil and blood?

Seeing Ye Fan protecting her face, Shen Hongxiu felt a strange feeling in her heart.

She couldn't help shouting again: "Ye Fan, leave me alone, you can go."

"To shut up!"

Ye Fan interrupted Shen Hongxiu unceremoniously: "I killed so many people in Wuyi Lane, they will chase me regardless of you."

"But it's hard for you to rush out with me."

Shen Hongxiu yelled: "They never killed me, they just wanted to drag you down with me."

During this attack, the killer not only attacked Ye Fan, but also besieged Shen Hongxiu from time to time, just to distract Ye Fan's energy and strength.

"Don't talk nonsense, your drag is nothing, just follow me out with all your heart."

Ye Fan scolded unceremoniously: "If you think about it wildly, it really puts me here."

"No matter how powerful I am, I can't take away someone who doesn't want to go."

"Walk--"

Ye Fan didn't even look at the fallen enemy, and led Shen Hongxiu towards the exit.

Only ten meters away from the exit.

The killer was also red-eyed, risking his life and besieging Ye Fan one after another.

Ye Fan, who was full of murderous intentions, blocked and killed gods and ghosts. When he had more than ten wounds on his body, he also cut all the enemies under the knife.

The wounds were all left by protecting Shen Hongxiu.

"boom--"

When Ye Fan kicked a killer away, the siege stopped completely.

The ground is full of either the wounded or the dead.

The front view is wide and unobstructed, only the kind old woman at the door is left.

She was leaning on a cane with a bull's head, and looked at Ye Fan calmly.

"Let's do it when you have enough rest."

Ye Fan raised his saber: "I'm rushing back to have supper."

Shen Hongxiu coughed and stepped back a few meters. Her body was bruised and her head was dizzy, so she couldn't help.

She also secretly made up her mind that once Ye Fan was at a disadvantage, she would commit suicide, so that Ye Fan would no longer have to protect herself, and could go out alone.

She will never be a drag.

"Ye Fan, although you are very powerful, it must be the end of your battle against so many people and withstanding so much poisonous smoke."

At this moment, the kind old woman was looking at Ye Fan and smiled indifferently: "What's the difference between you challenging me like this and courting death?"

No matter how powerful a master is, he will become a dead dog after a fierce battle with a hundred elites, not to mention all kinds of poisonous smoke that penetrates everywhere.

No matter how Ye Fan can detoxify, this kind of environment can only be suppressed, not resolved on the spot.

So she has strong confidence to deal with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled: "Whether I am at the end of my strength, you will know if you try it?"

"Whoosh!"

Without any more nonsense, a skinny figure disappeared in a flash.

The kind old woman sprang out like a sharp arrow.

The phosphorescence of the eyes is flourishing.

The bloody and cruelty condensed by the cries of countless souls flashed in the eyes,

She rushed towards Ye Fan.

The appearance of the kind old woman was very strange when she was running, her figure was obviously lowered, she seemed to use all four limbs, but she was as fast as the wind, really like a mad cow.

On the way, her right hand sank, and a sharp knife protruded from the crutch, shining a dazzling light.

Shen Hongxiu subconsciously shouted: "Ye Fan, be careful!"

Ye Fan stepped out with the saber in his hand. With this step, the situation changed instantly.

He was like a covered fire, and when he flicked it, the flames shot up into the sky and sparks flew everywhere.

In the next second, he moved towards the kind old woman and blocked it, his speed was like a shooting star, even worse than that of the kind old woman.

The pupils of the kindly old woman who was running froze for a moment, and a flash of surprise flashed across her eyes, as if she hadn't expected that Ye Fan still had energy left.

You know, he fought fiercely with hundreds of people, and he would die from exhaustion if he killed a hundred pigs alone, let alone a hundred elite killers?
It's just that she quickly suppressed her surprise and charged towards Ye Fan with a roar: "Kill!"

The eyes of the two people collided, locked, and interlocked. At this moment, they both saw the courage of fearless life and death in each other's eyes.

Strong enemy, this is a strong enemy, the two of them decided at the same time.

Ye Fan also shouted: "Kill!"

"boom!"

As the two approached, grass clippings flew up on the ground, like two lions and tigers running wildly and colliding head-on.

Although each other admits that the other is strong, they have absolute confidence in their own strength.

Thus, the two bloodthirsty and violent warriors let go of the fight in the cruelest, most primitive, and bloodiest way.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

The crutches and sabers kept colliding, stabbing, and swiping, and the ear-piercing sound was endless, shaking the entire cemetery.

Black stick shadows and lightning-like white lights criss-crossed, constantly going back and forth over the grass.

Where the weapons collided, there were dazzling sparks exploding non-stop, and the scorching breath was everywhere, making Shen Hongxiu and the others who were watching dazzled.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The kind old woman roared like a beast.

She kept chopping with the crutch in her hand, so fast that people couldn't see the shape clearly, as if she wanted to smash Ye Fan into a pile of meat sauce.

Ye Fan didn't retreat in the slightest, and swished out his saber, greeting the kind old woman vitally.

The faces of Shen Hongxiu and the seriously injured killers all became dumbfounded.

It's too fast, it's too perverted, it hits the vital point, the knife is close to the flesh, it really makes the heart beat.

The killer in Bird Clothes Lane was still extremely frustrated. He never thought that Ye Fan would be able to compete with Mr. Ugly Niu.

And it was evenly divided after a fierce battle.

"Dangdangdang-"

At this time, the kindly old woman and Ye Fan roared again and collided fiercely, wielding their weapons without water.

The movements are getting faster and faster, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to see who is the kind old woman and who is Ye Fan.

"Pop puff!"

I don't know who was injured, and strands of blood began to splash from time to time.

The faces of both of them became distorted, appearing fierce and fierce.

"when!"

As the two collided again and shot, more than ten bloody flowers suddenly bloomed on the kind old woman's body.

"Ok!"

Then, the kind old woman let out a muffled grunt, and fell backward seven or eight meters like a kite with a broken string.

It's just that when she was about to land on the ground, she twisted her waist abruptly, abruptly stopping her backward body.

Kneel on one knee and poke the ground with a cane to avoid the embarrassment of being on all fours.

But the deep bone wounds on her chest and back, as well as the shock on her face, all showed that she was seriously injured.

Ye Fan also flew out and landed in front of the tombstone eight meters away, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Crack-"

The kindly old woman did not stop, twisted her crutches, and with a bang, 49 embroidery needles were sprayed out.

The poisonous needle directly aimed at Ye Fan in the field of vision.

This kind of distance, this kind of quick shot, this kind of surprise, makes it impossible for people to dodge.

Shen Hongxiu's heart trembled: "Ye Fan, be careful!"

"when--"

Ye Fan didn't dodge, he folded the saber with both hands, and it shattered into dozens of pieces with a click.

With a piercing sound, all the embroidery needles were hit by fragments and fell to the ground.

"Boy..."

The kind old woman was about to speak, when a ray of sword light rose into the sky the next moment.

Ye Fan came in a flash.

The kind old woman's complexion changed suddenly, and she instinctively swiped her cane upwards.

However, the movement stopped halfway through.

"laugh!"

Under the terrified eyes of the kind old woman, the Yuchang sword was pressed against her throat.

"you lose!"

Ye Fan looked at the old woman and spoke lightly.

These three words are simple, but the body of the kind old woman was shaken, and the strength and fighting spirit in her whole body dissipated like a tide.

There was a trace of loneliness on her face.

Losing means not only losing life, but also losing a lifetime of glory...

She raised her head to look at Ye Fan, and smiled kindly: "I lost, the wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave ahead, Wuyi Lane really shouldn't take your order."

Ye Fan sighed: "It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world."

"Too!"

The kindly old woman nodded lightly: "If there is regret medicine, there is probably no winner or loser in this world."

"But I lost, and you didn't win either."

She said softly: "You will lose a lot too."

Ye Fan smiled: "Really?"

"I am dead, but there is another danger waiting for you."

The kind old woman looked up at the sky: "At this moment, Mr. Haizhu should have entered your Ye family..."

In the next second, she straightened her body, causing her throat to sink into the sword...

(End of this chapter)