Sister-in-law: I’m really not a fool anymore

The group of men in black next to them, and a group of young men wearing masks on the other side, including the bearded man who had been seriously injured by the shadow blade and those powerful flying boat masters, were all staring at the white-faced scholar.

"Pale-faced scholar, you can leave, but no matter whether the map is real or not, you must stay here first!"

The leading black-clad warrior and another masked master spoke coldly, blocking the possible escape routes of the pale-faced scholar, and their hands reached for the swords at their waists.

"You guys..." The white-faced scholar stared at the two leaders of the two forces who came together, feeling a little helpless. He turned his head and glanced at Ye Fan, his heart filled with strong resentment.

Ye Fan was really ruthless. Obviously, everyone was besieging Ye Fan together, but Ye Fan used a map as bait and directly reversed the situation, causing the four powerful forces that came to besiege Ye Fan to start fighting among themselves.

And Ye Fan became an outsider!

"You are all stupid. We are here to deal with Ye Fan. Are you planning to kill each other with me?" The white-faced scholar spoke in a cold voice. The martial arts aura on his body began to fluctuate violently. He also had the strength of a Martial Saint.

"How powerful can Ye Fan, a little trash from the secular world, be? White-faced scholar, hand over the map in your hand and let me keep it!" The masked man snorted coldly, "As long as you cooperate obediently, it won't be too late to deal with Ye Fan after we solve the previous matter!

The other black-clad warrior also nodded, "Let's make our affairs clear first!"

"Fuck you!" The pale-faced scholar was so depressed that he went crazy. "Are you stupid? Ye Fan can take out a map, maybe he has other maps on him? The seven sons of the Ye family, each of them has a fragment of a map. As long as we capture Ye Fan, can't we guarantee that everyone has a map?"

The pale-faced scholar frowned and explained to the powerful leaders of other major forces in a depressed manner.

Although what the white-faced scholar said made a lot of sense, at this moment everyone's mind was on the map that had already appeared, and naturally they would not pay attention to the unknown map.

No one can be sure that the remaining maps are still in Ye Fan’s hands!
After all, according to previous intelligence, the Ye family suffered a disaster in which the entire family was wiped out, and all seven sons of the third generation of the Ye family died. According to the current progress, Ye Fan only went to the place where his second and third brothers died.

No one is sure how many maps Ye Fan has in his hand!
But what everyone is sure of is that the map in Ye Fan's hand is real, so let's get the map first.

"Pale-faced scholar, don't give me that! Since you said Ye Fan still has seven maps, then well... Ye Fan will be left to you to deal with. You give up this map in your hand, and you can keep the other six maps on Ye Fan alone. Do you agree?"

The middle-aged man wearing a mask was no pushover either. He described the core of the matter clearly in just one sentence.

Didn’t you say that Ye Fan still has a map on him?
Well, we don’t want the remaining six maps. We only want the one in our hands. The remaining six are given to you. The scholar was immediately put on the fire.

"This……"

The pale-faced scholar was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that his other old friends would actually play such a trick.

"Hmph! Promise me nothing. I don't want to play with you anymore. Let's go!"

The pale-faced scholar snorted coldly, and the martial arts energy in his body fluctuated, and he planned to urge the ship to leave the scene.

hum!
But the other three forces had already been prepared. The moment the white-faced scholar took action, they all took action and forcibly stopped the white-faced scholar's ship, "Take it!"

The masked man was the first one who couldn't help himself. With a powerful force surging in his hands, he grabbed the pale-faced scholar into his arms!
Just now, when the white-faced scholar moved his body, he stuffed the fragment of the Immortal Palace map that Ye Fan threw out into his arms. Clang!
Before the masked man's arm could even get close, the white-faced scholar blocked it with a sword in his hand.

But the other leader in black also attacked from the other side, also trying to snatch the fragment of the map from the white-faced scholar.

The leader of the flying boat warriors, who had lost one arm before, saw that he had no chance, so he dragged his sword from behind and stabbed the white-faced scholar in the lower back, intending to take his life directly.

"Fuck!"

The pale-faced scholar sensed the joint attack of the three powerful forces and was so angry that he swore. He hurriedly avoided the snatch from the two powerful men in front of him, but a slight cut was made on his lower back by the powerful man in the flying boat.

"You guys want to play like this, right? Do you really think I, White-faced Scholar, am afraid of you? Since you guys want to play, I'll kill all of you first!"

The pale-faced scholar was also annoyed by the powerful men. While scolding them, he began to mobilize all his martial arts energy and started to fight back.

Boom! Boom!
Bang!
Ye Fan still doesn’t know the specific origins of these powerful men in the Sea of ​​Death, but their strength is at the level of Martial Saint. The powerful fluctuations of martial arts energy can cause huge waves in the entire sea.

Ye Fan squinted his eyes and watched the scene in front of him. He quietly directed Wang Fugui, Guo Li and others to urge the warship to retreat several hundred meters, and watched the performance in front of him quietly.

The previous leader of the flying boat warriors, the bearded man, saw Ye Fan's actions clearly from a distance, and he also understood what Ye Fan meant by his current actions.

But at this moment, even though he knew it was an open conspiracy, the bearded man could do nothing about it.

His strength has fallen from the realm of Martial Saint to the level of Martial Emperor. Now, whether on Ye Fan's side or on the side of the white-faced scholar, he can no longer play any key role and can only play a supporting role on the side.

Ugh!
"Brother, this..." Guo Li looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

When those powerful flying boat masters appeared just now, they used that strange golden light to confine all the people and warships.

Everyone thought they were doomed, but now the situation has taken such a drastic turn.

The three Martial Saint-level warriors fought desperately for nearly an hour, and then everything began to calm down.

In the end, the result was very dismal. The men of the white-faced scholar were almost completely destroyed. The masked man and the other black-clothed team were not much better. The team of hundreds of strong men they led was almost wiped out.

The leaders of the four major forces were all seriously injured, and their strength had fallen from the Martial Saint level to the Martial Lord level.

Although everyone expected such a result, when it really happened, everyone was stunned!
"Are you satisfied now?" The scholar in white supported himself with his sword, stood on his own ship, and stared resentfully at the black-clad leaders and masked men on the other two warships, "A bunch of idiots..."

Their four major forces fought fiercely, and all of them were defeated. At this moment, their combined strength is no match for Ye Fan... (End of this chapter)