Seeing the scene before him, Wen Liang was so frightened that his whole person was almost astonished.
Then, without saying anything, he turned and ran.
Rather, can he escape?
No matter how fast he is, how fast will he pass, Ye Fan’s air knife?
“No~”
In the desperate cry, the air knife had already whizzed past.
Hearing a “stab” sound, the air blade slashed across, and even under this night, a fascinating bloodstain was brought up.
The gentle cry stopped abruptly.
The body that was originally forward rushed, like a machine that was powered off, instantly stopped in place.
After a long time, there was a terrifying bloodstain on Wen Liang’s neck.
Yin Hong blood dripped slowly.
Then, the gentle body fell to the ground suddenly.
No more, breathtaking~
Dead still.
There is a dead silence in the land of the West Hills of Nuovo.
Only the violent cold wind, wrapped in endless gloom and coldness, swept across the world here.
Wen Liang has fallen, but the thin figure still stands proud!
As for Liang Haonan and others, they were already shocked by Ye Fan’s supernatural skills.
A pair of old eyes, staring dead.
The whole person can’t help but gasp!
“This this…”
“This~”
Energetic?
Rejecting murder?
Should I go to Nima?
Is that human being?
Isn’t this a magic trick?
Amazing!
Liang Haonan and the others looked like ghosts, looking at the thin figure in the night, they were cold in their hearts, and couldn’t say a word for a long time.
Of course, for them, in addition to the tremor, more of them are panic.
In the end, Liang Haonan was the first to get back to his senses, and he knelt down to Ye Fan with a bang, his forehead hit the ground and he almost knocked out blood, begging sadly, “Master, I was wrong!”
“It’s me Liang Haonan who has eyes and no beads, and misunderstood what the villain said.”
“I implore the master to look at the face of the Li family and spare my life.”
Liang Haonan almost cried, with hatred and regret in his heart.
It was Zhou Botong’s bastard who hated Zhou Botong, and he was a waste, but he was able to do it indiscriminately, and instead forced the real expert away.
What regretted was that he shouldn’t have been bewitched by Zhou Botong and drove Ye Fan away.
“Master, I can’t really blame me, it was Zhou Botong.”
“It was Zhou Botong who suffered a thousand swords. I was blinded by him.”
“Otherwise, you borrowed me a hundred courage, and I, Liang Haonan, would not dare to drive you away?” Liang Haonan knelt down and begged sadly.
Ye Fan listened, but sneered, “Really?”
“Zhou Botong, what do you think of Patriarch Liang’s words?”
At this moment, Ye Fan turned to look at Zhou Botong who was lying in a pool of blood in the distance.
Ok?
Liang Haonan and others were taken aback for a moment: “Zhou…Zhou Botong, isn’t it dead?”
Sure enough, no one responded.
Zhou Botong was still lying in the grass, motionless.
“Zhou Botong, do you still want to pretend?”
Ye Fan’s eyebrows were condensed, his words became colder, and he said coldly: “Be careful, I really send you on the road!”
“Don’t~”
“Little sir, I was wrong. I shouldn’t offend you.”
“I am willing to be a cow and a horse for my husband in the future, and only ask him to give me a way out.”
In the stunned gaze of Liang Haonan and others, I saw Zhou Botong, who had fallen in a pool of blood just now, just like a corpse, smashed, and then got up, kneeled down to Ye Fan, begging for mercy.
“Ciao!”
“This old bastard!”
“Dare to play dead~”
Liang Haonan gritted his teeth with anger, wishing to kick this old trash to death.
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