Ye Fan's voice was so loud that it instantly spread throughout the Yae Mountain, falling like thunder in everyone's ears.
Then everyone saw a man and a horse charging towards him from a distance.
Ye Fan, who was under traffic control due to the mobilization of 100,000 troops, directly snatched a bloody BMW and went up the mountain.
They were far apart, but Ye Fan was able to catch Song Hongyan's figure long ago after the breakthrough.
So he charged towards the top of the mountain like a rainbow.
"ah--"
Seeing this scene, both Shangguan Lang and his group, as well as the guests who came to attend the meeting, were all stunned.
He never expected that Ye Fan would kill the Shangguan master from such a distance, nor would he expect that he would charge towards Yae Mountain alone.
Shangguan Qingxue even opened her mouth wide.
Wasn't Ye Fan supposed to die on the Island of Ten Thousand Beasts? How could he live well and still fight his way up the Yae Mountain?
How is this possible? How could he not be dead? What about Captain Tu and the others?
Su Qingqing was also stiff, with a look of horror on her face.
I just don’t believe it anymore, the facts are in front of me.
The sweaty horse made a clanking sound.
this moment.
The air is condensed.
Everyone on the top of the mountain was silent together. They just looked at the bloody horse approaching.
There is also a spirit that is invincible in the world.
"Uuuuuu——"
The bloody horse approached the top of the mountain at high speed, and the harsh and startling sound of horse hooves sounded all the way.
Although Ye Fan was just a man and a horse, he didn't know why, but it made the entire Yae Mountain tremble.
It felt like a sharp arrow was approaching the heart of Yaeyama.
On the way forward, Ye Fan flashed his right hand and a long knife appeared.
Sikou Jing's pretty face revealed a hint of disdain.
Although unexpectedly Ye Fan was not killed by Captain Tu, he still felt that Ye Fan came here to seek death.
Not to mention Shangguan Lang and the others have many people and guns, even he himself can defeat Ye Fan with one hand.
However, she did not charge immediately, but protected Shangguan Qingxue and the others as they retreated.
She couldn't give a desperate man like Ye Fan a chance to die together.
"Kill him!"
At this moment, Shangguan Lang also reacted, his face darkened and he shouted: "Kill him!"
Countless wolf soldiers and Shangguan elites suddenly roared: "Awe! Awe! Awe!"
They took out their swords and guns and charged with murderous intent.
They have never lacked blood and courage. No matter how powerful Ye Fan looks, they will charge without fear of death.
The ancestors on the totem are people who have conquered more than a dozen countries through the ages, and the last country leader was also a person who fought against all four overlords.
Although they lost to the Eagle, the Bear, the Elephant and the Shenzhou, it was just the right time and place, not their courage and fighting spirit.
So Ye Fan went to Yae Mountain to run wild, and they naturally wanted to cut Ye Fan into pieces.
Countless people charged at Ye Fan with knives.
"kill--"
The six wolf soldiers at the front roared and attacked, but were severely knocked away by the sweaty horse.
"Whoosh——"
Before they could get up, Ye Fan flashed a long knife from his right hand.
A wave of the long knife.
Six heads flew out instantly.
Before the blood fell, Ye Fan struck again.
The sword shines brightly.
Three wolf soldiers rushed from mid-air, their heads missing, and they fell into a pool of blood with a plop.
Shangguan Lang roared again: "Shield Hand! Block him, block him!"
Eighteen well-trained wolf soldiers flashed out their shields and pressed towards Ye Fan closely and quickly.
They wanted to clamp Ye Fan to death alive.
But as soon as they were halfway through, Ye Fan rushed over with a flick of his wrist.
The long knife penetrated the gap in the shield like lightning.
A burst of brute force.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the eighteen shields were stabbed open by Ye Fan, and the eighteen shield-bearers fell away with a groan.
Ye Fan swung out more than a dozen knives without mercy.
The eighteen people's movement to get up stalled momentarily, and then they broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
Ye Fan didn't stop and jumped over them.
Shangguan Lang roared: "Crossbowman!"
The thirty-six wolf soldiers immediately rolled on the spot, occupied the favorable terrain, raised their crossbows and fired.
The crossbow arrows flew out instantly, dense as rain, overwhelming Ye Fan and the horses.
Ye Fan laughed angrily, turned the long knife, and the light of the knife instantly turned into a white light.
"Dangdangdang——"
Just listen to a series of metal collisions.
Then countless crossbow arrows all broke and fell to the ground.
None of them hit Ye Fan or the sweaty horse.
Ye Fan didn't stop, he mopped the floor with his long knife and swept it violently.
The broken crossbow arrow was instantly reflected back.
The thirty-six wolf soldiers did not dodge in a hurry, and screamed and fell to the ground as soon as their bodies were shaken.
There are half an arrow on the body.
Blood stained the ground.
They fell from both sides, and Ye Fan took the opportunity to rush over, raised his knife and chopped several of them to the ground alive.
The bloody horse screamed and drove straight in.
Dozens of wolf soldiers' expressions changed drastically when they saw this, and they once again organized a shield wall to guard the entrance.
Thirty-six armed gunmen in black stepped forward and fired at Ye Fan coldly.
For wolf soldiers, they are very resistant to using firearms.
Because it was this kind of thing that made the Wolf Kingdom, which used to be invincible, shrink ten times in size and lose its former glory.
But Ye Fan was so powerful that they had to shoot him.
"Snapped--"
Before the wolf soldiers aimed at him, Ye Fan bounced off the sweaty horse and flew away diagonally.
There was a whooshing sound, as powerful as thunder.
Countless gun muzzles were raised.
"Bang bang bang!"
All the bullets passed through the horse's back and missed.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan was like a sharp arrow, nailing into the thirty-six wolf soldiers.
A leader of the wolf soldiers held a gun and roared: "Go to hell!"
He shot Ye Fan who rushed over.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan turned his head to avoid it and turned his wrist at the same time.
A knife tip pierced the throat of the wolf soldier leader, blood spurted out, Ye Fan suddenly rushed back, and the wolf soldier leader holding the gun fell to the ground.
Life is extinguished.
Ye Fan passed over his body like a gust of wind, like a hungry wolf crashing into the panicked pistol team.
"Swish swish——"
The long knife was flying, and the knife was bleeding. Ye Fan knocked down twenty-nine gunmen like he was chopping vegetables.
Then, he moved his body again and landed lightly on the top of the mountain. The sword flashed again, killing eight people immediately.
Finally, he slashed forward and split the shield wall.
The next second, Ye Fan took back the long knife, folded his hands, and the long knife instantly turned into a pile of fragments.
He swiped it suddenly, and the fragments flew away again.
The three snipers who ran to the commanding heights were shaken, and then they fell down from the high ground, clutching their throats.
"Ouch——"
The bloody BMW just roared in.
Ye Fan drew out another knife, then dodged and fell back on the horse.
Fast, all of this can only be described with the word fast.
The distance from Ye Fan's appearance to the time he rushed to the top of the mountain was only a hundred meters, but in this distance, more than a hundred people died in Ye Fan's hands.
This made Shangguan Lang more dignified than ever before.
Shangguan Qingxue and the others, who were protected by countless wolf soldiers and retreated, only heard the sound of horse hooves amidst the noise and screams.
Then I saw the crowd dispersing and retreating.
Then, they saw the bloody horse rushing to the top of the mountain like lightning.
"ah--"
Soon, the open space at the entrance of the ancestral temple also became agitated, and exclamations and screams sounded almost at the same time.
Dozens of Shangguan's nephews fell to the ground in embarrassment, with bruises on their bodies.
Because the sweaty BMW didn't slow down at all, it rushed towards Shangguan Lang and the others.
Those who could avoid were all dodged, those who couldn't were knocked away by the horse, and those who blocked were cut into two pieces by Ye Fan's sword.
Shangguan Lang and others retreated to the entrance of the ancestral temple under the protection of shields.
Ye Fan also stopped charging.
His eyes looked at the woman lying on the ground.
"Beauty!"
Seeing Song Hongyan's red and swollen cheeks and blurry bloody hands, Ye Fan roared in great pain.
All the energy in his body exploded.
He directly cut the wolf soldier who was going to capture Song Hongyan into two pieces with one knife.
Then he jumped down and hugged Song Hongyan tightly into his arms.
"Hongyan, I'm sorry, I'm late!"
His voice was hoarse and choked, and his eyes were almost blood red.
