Ling Qianshui chuckled: "Zheng Shaozheng held a banquet to celebrate the recovery of the Zheng Office, waiting for Ye Fan to become a useless person to die."
"Can you save Zheng Shengzhuang?"
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "I'm afraid it's a comeback?"
Miyamoto Saburo's face changed drastically when he heard this: "Go to die!"
His body turned into a afterimage and rushed forward.
At the same time, both fists bombarded Ye Fan like shells.
Speed and power are unparalleled.
At this moment, Bai Mang, who was treating Li Dayong's family, finally came a little late.
He recovered with joy and his physical strength recovered by three points.
Ye Fan spit out a mouthful of blood and his fist was also hit in an instant.
"Bang bang bang" The two sides fought head-on again, and four punches were against each other.
Without any gorgeous tricks, the two of them simply used speed and strength to collide, and their fists flew continuously.
There were bursts of violent explosions in the hall, like the thunder of rainy days, resounding through everyone's ears.
The fist shadows were everywhere, and it was difficult for the naked eye to capture the speed of the two punches.
"How is this possible?"
Not only Ling Qianshui was confused, but Miyamoto Saburo was also shocked. Ye Fan was at the end of his strength just now, so why did he become strong now?
But he didn't care. Ye Fan is still no match for him now.
There was also a light flashing in Li Dayong's eyes, and there was a difficult pain on his face.
Miyamoto Saburo became more and more fierce the battle, and Ye Fan took action faster and faster.
Although Ye Fan is at the end of his strength, no matter how powerful Miyamoto Saburo is, Ye Fan can still struggle to support him.
"Swoosh!"
After a long battle, Miyamoto Saburo was obviously a little bored. His eyes instantly turned red, his arms suddenly shook, and two tulips of powder spurted out of his sleeves.
Ye Fan's eyes were suddenly confused.
The movement stumbled.
"Swoosh--" At this moment, Miyamoto Saburo had a pocket samurai sword on his right hand.
On the side of his body, he was like an inverted golden hook, ruthlessly and ruthlessly slashing towards Ye Fan's body.
Tang Qiqi couldn't help but exclaim: "Be careful!"
The sword was so fast that Ye Fan had no time to hide or place to hide, so he could only shrink back with all his strength.
A sharp knife slashed from the shoulder to the lower abdomen.
Everyone can feel the ruthlessness and tragicness.
"Ah--" Ye Fan groaned and turned over.
Tang Qiqi's heart was as if she was shattered: "Brother-in-law!"
Li Dayong staggered up: "Ye Fan———————————— Miyamoto Saburo kicked Li Dayong over again.
Ye Fan fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and his body trembled, as if he was about to get out of reach.
Ling Qianshui felt frustrated and vented all of his anger: "Okay, okay, Ye Fan, you have today, you have today."
With such a fierce sword, Ye Fan would be seriously injured if he didn't die.
"It really disappointed me."
Miyamoto Saburo breathed a sigh of relief, obviously also determined that the battle was over, and as long as he added a knife, Ye Fan would die.
Of course, he didn't want Ye Fan to die so soon, and Zheng Junqing would even kill Ye Fan.
Miyamoto Saburo played with the knife in his hand and walked towards Ye Fan step by step.
Ling Qianshui grabbed her hair and looked at the camera: "My brother-in-law screamed very intimately, so let you watch Ye Fan being deposed."
Tang Qiqi burst into tears.
Li Dayong was also in great pain, and his fingernails pierced into his palms.
“It’s over.”
Miyamoto Saburo stood in front of Ye Fan, and a faint joking cursed up at the corner of his mouth: "When facing the Blood Medical Sect, this is the end."
After saying that, he slowly raised his left foot and prepared to give Ye Fan a thunderous blow on the back.
If you step on Ye Fan’s spine, it would definitely be a bloody feast, and it would also allow Tang Qiqi to feel her cruelty.
In this way, she will serve herself well.
"Um!"
Just as he raised one of his legs, Ye Fan, who was dying, suddenly roared angrily, hugging his calves like a wild beast and folding them back.
All the power contained in his chest poured into Saburo Miyamoto's knees.
"Click!"
The violent force rages, with the crisp sound of bone breaking, Ye Fan and Miyamoto Saburo fell heavily to the ground.
Just as he fell to the ground, Ye Fan's elbow hit Miyamoto Saburo's knee hard, and he tried his best to make up for the blow.
"Ah--" Miyamoto Saburo screamed in an instant, his upper body was subconsciously raised, and Ye Fan's intestine flashed and penetrated into Miyamoto Saburo's throat.
"flutter!"
Miyamoto Saburo's body shook, blood spurted in his throat, and the samurai sword flew out, which made Ling Qianshui and the others scream.
Li Dayong was also stunned.
No one expected that Ye Fan could turn the tables like this.
The breath burst into pieces, and Miyamoto Saburo instantly lost his combat power.
Ye Fan got up from Saburo Miyamoto, clapped his hands and said lightly: "This is the end."
He simply bandaged the wound.
"Ho ho--" Saburo Miyamoto covered his throat and felt in pain, his eyes protruding like a dead fish.
In the deadly silence, he could only hear the "Prince" keep vocalizing in his throat.
He was angry, unwilling to accept it, and never expected that he would capsize in the gutter.
But no matter how frustrated he was, his vitality slowly faded away. "No, no--" Ling Qianshui screamed when he saw this: "Bastard, who told you to kill Mr. Miyamoto, you are not qualified to kill Mr. Miyamoto."
Miyamoto Saburo is a bronze medal doctor of the Blood Medical Sect, a master of the Xuan Realm martial arts, a treasure of the Blood Medical Sect, and he has been in a rainbow battle just now.
So she couldn't accept Ye Fan's turnaround.
Ling Qianshui was extremely sad and angry: "Ye Fan, I will not let you go!"
"Ling Qianshui, it's your turn next."
Ye Fan took out his cell phone and took a photo of Tang Qiqi and the others, and then quickly sent it to Jiang Hengdu and others to save the person.
Ling Qianshui roared at Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, you are not qualified to challenge me, you are not qualified to challenge me."
"I'll kill you three minutes, or I'll kill Tang Qiqi and kill Tang Qiqi."
While speaking, she stretched out her left hand and pinched Tang Qiqi's neck.
Tang Qiqi shouted with difficulty: "Brother-in-law, don't worry about me." Ling Qianshui knocked her out with a palm: "Do commit suicide immediately, commit suicide immediately!"
Li Dayong moved his foot and ran over: "Ye Fan, ignore him" and "I committed suicide?
Do you think I'll commit suicide?"
"With your personality, even if I commit suicide, you will not let Tang Qiqi go."
Ye Fan looked at Ling Qianshui and remained strong: "So I will not be stupid to be threatened by you."
"If you dare to hurt her, I swear to destroy your whole family and the whole chamber of commerce."
He had made up his mind to prevent Ling Qianshui from living until tomorrow.
Ling Qianshui's eyelids twitched, his fingers loosened, and then he sneered: "Do you think you have a chance to kill me?"
Her smile suddenly became vigorous and she became confident.
"I even killed Miyamoto, and you won't be far away from Ye Fan's body hurts halfway through his speech. He instinctively stretched his left hand and held a knife stabbed from behind and a samurai sword.
The tip of the knife has penetrated into the back.
The handle of the knife is held in a big hand.
Li Dayong.
"Uncle Yong?"
Ye Fan grabbed the blade and bleeded regardless of his palm: "Why?"
Li Dayong looked painful and sweat dripped down. When he heard Ye Fan's questioning, the blue veins on his hand swelled up, but the sharp blade was as if cast in the air, and it didn't move at all.
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "I never thought, Uncle Yong, you will stab me."
No matter what the reason, this knife hurts his body and his heart even more.
Li Dayong's expression became cold: "Ye Fan, you shouldn't come to Nanling." Ye Fan was understanding: "I know, Uncle Yong, you must have a last resort, right?"
Li Dayong was silent for a long time, shook his head flatly and said, "No!"
Ye Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this, his face turned pale.
Li Dayong added: "You shouldn't be against the Blood Medical School, you really shouldn't."