Although Ye Fan wants to preemptively attack Yinxian Villa, it does not mean that he is foolish enough to lead a charge with hundreds of people.
If you know the history of Yinxian Villa, you also know that the people inside are heinous and ruthless bandits.
If he attacks such a villa and goes head-to-head, he and Yuan Qingyi will be fine. He also believes that the villa can be flattened eventually, but the children of the Wu League will definitely suffer serious damage.
So Ye Fan directly got three hundred drones.
The drone is strapped with explosives and anesthetic powder.
With so many drones blasting over, even if they couldn't knock down Jiufeng and the others, they could still minimize the danger in the villa.
Ye Fan also believed that those stubborn old men in Jiufeng would definitely be caught off guard by the drone.
This is also true, Yinxian Villa was quickly bombed and changed beyond recognition.
Countless flames and black smoke enveloped most of the mountain.
This not only severely damaged the masters of Yinxian Villa.
Many people were either killed by bombs or anesthetized, and fell into the rain or pools of blood one by one.
It also plunged the entire villa into chaos.
This is the first time the village has been attacked since its establishment.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
When Ye Fan finished eating the oden in his hand, the car also crashed open the stainless steel door of Yinxian Villa.
When the alarm in Yinxian Manor reached its highest level, Ye Fan held the bamboo stick and waved it gently.
Behind them, the engines of fifty cars roared simultaneously, and they rushed into the villa without fear of death.
The wheels passed through the flames of the explosion and the acrid smoke, and rushed straight into the interior of the villa.
All the objects blocking the front were knocked away, and the dozens of Yinxian guards who were unable to dodge also fell away.
Their bones were cracking and their mouths were full of blood, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead when they landed on the ground.
The car didn't care whether they were alive or dead, it just hit the obstacles and living people in the field of vision.
When the fifty cars were divided into five batches and rushed onto the road of the manor, batches of Wumeng disciples holding on to the outside of the cars jumped out one after another.
Holding the crossbow in his hand, he rushed around and fired.
Heads poked out from the roof of the car, holding long guns and shooting towards the roof.
"Bang bang bang——"
Many enemies at the commanding heights screamed and fell in pools of blood.
In an instant, there was a loud killing cry.
The vast Yinxian Manor instantly turned into a bloody battlefield.
The villa, which had never been attacked by anyone before, was mercilessly bombarded by Ye Fan tonight.
Many enemies were hit by crossbows or swords before they could react from the anesthesia, and turned into corpses.
They were a little stunned by what they had experienced until they died.
Blood quickly stained the ground, and blood began to fill the sky.
Ye Fan, who was holding a map, simply divided Yinxian Villa into five areas: east, west, north, south, and the center.
Then he asked the three hundred martial alliance disciples to attack in their own teams.
With the ruthless advancement of the Wu League, Yinxian Manor, which usually had a reputation for evil, turned into a hell on earth in the blink of an eye.
Someone is falling almost all the time.
There are friends and enemies.
War breaks out everywhere, and the martial alliance is full of momentum, but Yinxian Villa is not just a mob.
The fact that it can build peace and hide here for decades is certainly remarkable.
After being caught off guard by the Wu Meng and leaving behind more than 300 corpses, they quickly abandoned their defense lines and gave up putting out the fire.
One by one, they put on gas masks and retreated to the circular castle at the end to fight.
Relying on the advantages of terrain and commanding heights, Yinxian Villa gradually stabilized its panicked position.
Seeing the scattered personnel gradually gathering into a solid defense line, Ye Fan had a flash of appreciation in his eyes.
He played with the bamboo sticks in his hand: "Jiu Feng and the others are indeed a bit extraordinary!"
Yuan Qingyi nodded lightly:
"Yes, three hundred drones bombed and three hundred people attacked with thunder. They were in chaos for only three minutes and lost 70% of their territory."
She scanned the audience: "No, they gave up 70% of the territory and held on to the last base camp."
"Don't raise other people's ambitions too much."
Wu Jiuzhou chuckled: "At least this wave of attacks killed 400 of them, 70% of their strength."
"Stop talking nonsense, Wu Jiuzhou, you hold the left side, Qing Yi, you are responsible for attacking on the right side."
Ye Fan took the knife with his backhand: "I'll take the middle palace directly!"
"good!"
Yuan Qingyi and Wu Jiuzhou didn't hesitate: "Young Master Ye, be careful!"
"kill--"
Ye Fan picked up his knife and rushed toward the strongest line of defense.
Dozens of martial arts disciples followed closely.
As soon as more than a dozen people followed Ye Fan and rushed to the entrance of the castle, three people on the side were shot by a dense crossbow.
They gritted their teeth and persisted for a while, and finally withdrew from the battlefield in pain.
Ye Fan had no nonsense, waved his hand to cut down the crossbow arrows, and charged forward without fear of death.
More than a dozen enemies surrounded Ye Fan.
Ye Fan greeted him and ran into the crowd like a rainbow.
The sword flashed.
"Whoosh!"
One person couldn't dodge, his throat was slashed, and he fell to the ground without even screaming.
Ye Fan showed no mercy, his sharp weapons fluttered like butterflies with murderous intent.
The second, the third, the fourth...
Ye Fan, who had a cold face, kept walking back and forth among the crowd, and the blades poured out like a violent storm!
Less than a minute.
More than a dozen enemies all fell to the ground, and no one was left alive.
"kill--"
Ye Fan did not stop and continued to rush into the enemy group with his sword in hand.
Like an eagle swooping into a flock of chickens.
"Kacha kacha——"
The dull sound of the knife slashing the body connected into a long sound that dragged but did not stop.
Roars of anger and pain immediately sounded at the gate of the castle.
But what was more terrifying was that the remaining limbs and arms were flying everywhere, and the blood was pouring out.
Although many people have fallen in the audience, there are still countless people fighting and shouting if you look around.
The scene is grand, but the picture is quite cruel. Life and death are so close for the first time.
If you want to survive, for most people at this time, you need not only strength, but also the luck of God's blessing.
Ye Fan led the martial arts disciples to charge towards the Central Palace.
His face was as calm as water, neither happy nor sad, nor angry. The blade of the blade trembled continuously, striking out streaks of light.
Blood flowers keep blooming.
Anyone who stands in my way will die.
Ye Fan moved forward indomitably.
After most of the dozens of martial alliance disciples fell, nine people were still following Ye Fan closely.
These people protected him and blocked arrows and bullets for him.
Ye Fan's expression was always calm, and he raised the knife and dropped it.
The blood on his head and face made him look as ferocious as a devil, but it had not been wiped off from the beginning to the end.
Watching the blood spurt out, watching the life disappear, without stopping.
Ye Fan didn't think about whether the difficulty ahead would be difficult, nor did he think about whether the Jueying Gunslinger would appear.
In this situation, unnecessary thoughts are irresponsible to yourself and the people behind you.
On both sides, Ye Fan could vaguely see Wu Jiuzhou and Yuan Qingyi fighting from the left and right from the corner of his eye.
Each team sacrificed a lot, and both of them were covered in blood and walked dangerously.
The enemy's defense line collapsed and they were all scattered and turned into corpses, lying on the ground.
Shocking, real rivers of blood flowed.
"kill--"
In order to reduce casualties, Ye Fan acted more fiercely.
He raised and fell towards the enemy in front, dripping with joy.
The first knife struck an opponent hard on the neck.
The ferocious-looking opponent only had time to raise his hand before his entire body was instantly broken into two halves.
Drenched with blood.
The sharp sword seemed to be even more scarlet, and the blade was trembling rapidly.
"Whoosh!"
The sword was raised again, Ye Fan mercilessly swept it out, and the blade cut off the head of a sneak attack enemy.
Blood spurted out from the shaking body, turning the castle into a hellish scene.
Screams, fire, cruelty, violence, mountains of corpses, rivers of blood!
The sword light is getting brighter and brighter!
Ye Fan led the martial alliance disciples to advance step by step, and every inch of land was bloody.
After cutting off the sword in his hand, he finally broke through the enemy's last fortress.
Wu Jiuzhou and Yuan Qingyi also defeated the enemies from both sides and joined together.
Everyone is dripping with blood, without grace, just jumping with murderous intent.
A distance of twenty meters and thirty steps is the final strength of Yinxian Villa.
Destroying that place would mean the destruction of a generation of Demon Cave.
"boom--"
At this time, as Ye Fan, Wu Jiuzhou and Yuan Qingyi approached, the castle opened with a bang.
Dozens of murderous men and women wearing masks came out.
They pretended to live and die with Yinxian Villa.
They also stared at Ye Fan at the bottom of the steps with hatred.
"Ye Fan!"
"Ye Fan!"
"Ye Fan!"
"You are too presumptuous! You are too presumptuous!"
"This is not the place for you to be arrogant!"
Then, a tall old man wearing a Taoist priest's costume with a withered left hand appeared with people.
He stared at Ye Fan at the front and shouted.
The tone contained surprise, anger, unwillingness, and unspeakable hatred.
Nine Phoenix!
Apparently he already knew who the attacker was.
Jiufeng stared at Ye Fan angrily: "No one has ever dared to break into Yinxian Villa like this!"
Ye Fan took a step forward and flashed the fish intestine sword:
