Ye Fan stared at Qingjiu playfully, pushing the other party into the abyss of despair bit by bit.
Qingjiu roared: "You are inhumane!"
There are 3,800 people, including many pillars of the country. How could she accept the end of this moment?
Ye Fan did not care about Qingjiu's gradually losing control, and continued to stimulate her:
"No matter whether I have humanity or not, I am your last destination now."
"You not only lost the bet and lost the Wen Zhan, but also became a thorn in the eyes of Ruiguo and Tiemu Tsaihua."
"Leaking the coordinates of the deep-sea prison will not kill you, but the deep-sea prison is blown up because of your leak, and you are destined to be unable to return to Ruiguo."
"As long as Tiemu Shihua and the others know that it is your bad thing, they will not only kill you by any means, but also kill all the people around your family to vent their hatred."
"Chairman Qingjiu is so respectful and rich, he shouldn't be alone, right?"
"By the way, let me tell you one more thing. The elites of the Qingshui Asia-Pacific branch you mobilized will not be able to come to Hengcheng to meet you."
"Sun Jing had an ambush on the second, third and fourth groups who came to support him."
"Thirty Qingshui backbones all died suddenly."
"I have also locked up the branches of the South, Xiangguo, Xinguo and other countries in the Asia-Pacific region."
"If I call out, the Qingshui backbone in the entire Asia-Pacific region will be uprooted."
"I can clear the results of your efforts over the years."
"Qingjiu, you are at the end of your life and you still have a worm on your body. Just kneel down."
"As long as you keep your promise to be my dog, I will let you continue to be rich and prosperous, above thousands of people."
Ye Fan weighed the pros and cons of Qingjiu and awakening the other party was her only way to live.
"The end of the road?"
Qingjiu laughed wildly: "No, I still have a way, that is, to die with you."
The next second, she suddenly ejected at Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan, die for me!"
Qingjiu rushed towards Ye Fan, and the murderous intent raged wildly.
Cold, bloodthirsty!
She still reached out in the air and grabbed a shocking dagger.
The momentum was like a rainbow thorn towards Ye Fan's throat.
At this moment, the woman not only ruined the bet, the promises, but also the reason.
Qingjiu just wanted to stab Ye Fan to death with one knife and even die together.
Only in this way can her despair and guilt feel a little better.
All she burst out with all her strength.
But Ye Fan didn't care or dodge, he watched Qingjiu pounce on him peacefully.
He was not confused by the momentum of Qingjiu at all, and was quietly waiting for the woman's attack.
Seeing Ye Fan so calm, Qingjiu laughed completely and his whole body was overwhelmed.
"die!"
The distance was closer, and the Qingjiu thunder attacked, and the sword energy broke through the air.
In the mist, the shadow of the dagger was magnified, like a divine punishment from the sky, landing towards Ye Fan with a bang.
Indestructible, indestructible.
The sound of the hot spring rolling gurgling became smaller, and it seemed that I couldn't bear to see Ye Fan being chopped in half by Qingjiu.
"Bang!"
At this moment, Ye Fan stomped his feet suddenly and the hot spring bounced up instantly.
The warm water splashed on Qingjiu's face like a sharp arrow.
Qingjiu instinctively squinted her eyes and turned her head.
At the same time, the movements were slightly stopped and the whole person fell on the edge of the hot spring.
Ye Fan moved his steps and rushed towards Qingjiu.
"not good."
Feeling that the Qingjiu's expression changed suddenly, and she wanted to retreat after conditioned reflex.
But it's too late.
Ye Fan took a step forward, instantly crossed two meters of void, and appeared in front of Qingjiu.
A punch was blown out.
"when!"
Qingjiu hurriedly lifted the dagger to block it.
Ye Fan's fist hit the dagger, making a shocking sound.
The body of the green violin shook, and he fell and flew out with his man and knife, and rolled out several meters on the ground.
"Swoosh--"
Ye Fan was in power and refused to forgive him. He moved again and turned into a phantom and hit him violently.
"Bang--"
The Qingjiu, who had just struggled to kneel on the ground, had not had time to stabilize her body, but was knocked several meters away by Ye Fan.
Although Qingjiu is powerful and has a tough body, she cannot withstand Ye Fan's attack like this.
Blood was squirting on the spot.
"boom!"
Ye Fan did not give the other party a chance to turn over, and moved his footsteps to the other party.
Then he punched him out without any mercy.
"asshole--"
Qingjiu roared and fought back with all his might, but still could not withstand Ye Fan's attack.
Ye Fan's speed was too fast, too fast, so fast that Qingjiu could not lock the trajectory.
With a loud bang, the Qingjiu was hit in the abdomen by Ye Fan again.
She fell out more than ten meters like a kite with broken string, and then she groaned and vomited blood.
Ye Fan floated up and said, "If you don't accept the Wen Zhan, then you will accept the martial arts battle."
There was no longer any warmth on his face, only the cruelty of destroying flowers with his hands.
"Go to die--"
At this time, the green violin roared and waved his palm.
Three Vulcan moths flew towards Ye Fan.
Then she shook her hair suddenly.
A faint fragrance wafted out from the three thousand black silk, and several black silk shot out.
Sharp and tough.
When Ye Fan avoided the three Vulcan moths, silk wrapped around Ye Fan's hands and feet.
This made Ye Fan unable to move for a moment.
"Swoosh--"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qingjiu instantly approached Ye Fan and waved his right hand suddenly.
Half of the dagger flashed and took Ye Fan's throat.
But at this moment, Ye Fan bent his index finger with his left hand and accurately pointed it into the black silk.
The black silk suddenly collapsed and broke and fell to the ground.
Then Ye Fan raised his right hand.
"flutter--"
Ye Fan pinched the dagger that was close to him.
The next second, Ye Fan blasted out with his left hand.
With a loud bang, the green violin was beaten away by Ye Fan again.
Her mouth and nose sprayed another mouthful of blood.
"Chairman Qingjiu, are you so capable?"
Ye Fan looked at the woman and said lightly: "It really disappoints me."
Qingjiu struggled to kneel on the ground, her chest kept rising and falling.
She looked at Ye Fan in disbelief: "This silk knife and gun are hard to break, how can you destroy it?"
This black silk is one of the killer moves, and its function is comparable to the mythical immortal binding rope.
As long as you accidentally entangle the opponent, the opponent will basically have no ability to resist.
Because silk is tough and sharp, it is difficult to break when wrapped around the body, and the more you struggle, the more you will get into the flesh.
But unexpectedly, Ye Fan didn't know what method to use to break it.
"There are many means, but there is no need to tell you."
Ye Fan said without comment: "What you have to do now is to kneel down and surrender."
"Ye Fan!"
Qingjiu regained her coldness and laughed angrily:
"Kneel down and surrender? You don't have the qualifications yet!"
"You can kill me, and I can kill you too!"
"The ending tonight is that you and I will die together!"
"Phoenix Nirvana!"
After saying that, Qingjiu turned his sharp dagger and cut his palm.
The palms bleed instantly.
Qingjiu had no pain on her face, and she put the blood on her shoulder tattoo on her back.
A phoenix tattoo.
"boom!"
Almost covered with blood, the whole phoenix suddenly came to life.
The blood-colored phoenix also spread like a lit flame, instantly spreading across the entire body of the green eagle.
The fair and smooth skin turned red in an instant.
The skeletons of the green eagle also clattered.
The blood is boiling.
The fighting spirit is overwhelming.
The green eagle slapped the ground and ejected, like a phoenix shooting at Ye Fan.
Her hands also became extremely red, as if she was wearing a pair of sharp steel claws.
She roared at Ye Fan.
He grabbed Ye Fan's head with both hands.
Extremely sharp.
"Swoosh!"
At this moment, a white light broke through the air.
It flashed away.
The red figure of the green eagle is like a mountain pressing down, and a little white shadow is infinitely small compared to it, but it is unstoppable.
The blood-red sky instantly impacted the white light.
The dazzling blood red broke through a hole and instantly turned into a powerful energy in the sky, dissipating invisible.
"flutter!"
The next second, all the movements suddenly condensed, and everything in Lanruo Villa seemed to pause at this moment.
Although this movement was not very loud, it was very clear in the night sky.
It was the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh.
Qingjiu stood in front of Ye Fan and landed his hand on top of his head.
The blood-red fingers stopped there, and the person stopped there, and the green eagle seemed to be suddenly frozen.
Ye Fan also stood there and his expression did not change.
"call--"
A touch of blood slid down Ye Fan's neck.
The blood was not flowing from Ye Fan, but was sprayed from Qingjiu.
There was not much blood, but in the cold night wind, there was an indescribable sense of suffocation.
The world seems to be pausing at this moment, and all the focus is also gathering at this moment.
A few seconds later, the confrontation situation at the quiet hot spring pool finally became a little loose.
"bite--"
Qingjiu's graceful body shook for a moment, then fell backwards straight.
She fell to the ground with her feet facing the sky.
Then, her hot body faded away from redness and returned to her fairness and smoothness.
She gave people extremely sharp hands and also returned to her gentleness as before.
And there was a red dot on her shoulder blades, and blood flowed unstoppably.
The lifelike phoenix has an extra blood hole.
This injury not only caused the phoenix of Nirvana to wither, but also caused Qingjiu to disperse all its strength.
The eyes of the green eagle that fell to the ground were almost glaring.
Filled with shock, grief, anger, unwillingness, and indescribable disbelief.
She never expected that Ye Fan was not only extraordinary, but also had skills beyond her imagination.
With one move, she shattered her death, and with one move, she pierced her phoenix fire.
This domineering method is even more terrifying than the old man in black on the dock.
"So he's so strong..."
Qingjiu looked at Ye Fan and murmured, her pretty face showed a hint of bitterness.
At this moment, her face was ashes.
The wind tonight is endless cold, just like her dead heart.