Miyamoto's eyes were almost glaring, filled with shock, grief and reluctance.
He never thought that he would die in Wutong Mountain, let alone that he would die at Ye Fan's hands.
Lu Qing stood up on behalf of the Wushu Association to warn Miyamoto, making Miyamoto think that Ye Fan dared not act rashly, but Ye Fan still ignored him and killed him.
"There is a great enemy in Yangguo..." The last light remained in Miyamoto's eyes, as if questioning the injustice of fate, and it contained deep sorrow and worries.
Then, his head tilted and died next to Lu Qing's high heels.
The whole audience was silent.
Miyamoto... died... Miyamoto was defeated! Miyamoto died! This one of the ten famous sword saints who were known for the thirty years of Zunyang Kingdom was thrown away by Ye Fan's throat.
Death.
Yamamotojiro and the others were all extremely sad and extremely shocked, as if their spiritual support had been castrated.
Their eyes gathered on Ye Fan, and there seemed to be a big sun set in his eyes, and a brighter sun was rising.
The Miyamoto's children present were as if they had lost their parents.
Lu Qing and Murong Sanqian were also stunned. They never expected that after Ye Fan was warned, they would dare to fight Miyamoto but Ma Shou.
Who gave Ye Fan the courage?
Gong Suqin in the corner was also stunned and could not react for a long time.
"Kill Ye Fan to avenge Mr. Miyamoto!"
When Lu Qing was so angry that he stomped his feet, Chiba Yui roared in grief and anger: "Kill him! Kill him!"
Miyamoto's son surrounded him with a whistle, with a huge sword light and a fierce murderous aura, wanting to fight Ye Fan to death.
"Do" Ye Fan flashed the Fish Intestine Sword with a sharp murderous intent: "I am willing to bet but not admit defeat, do you want to die, right?"
The sword light flashed and directly slashed an enemy ahead.
Then he used a backhand sword and stabbed Miyamoto's son who was attacking behind him.
Without stopping, his right foot kicked out again and two samurai swords shot through the air, directly piercing through the two enemies.
In just a blink of an eye, four Yang Kingdom warriors died in blood.
The other enemies instinctively retreated, very sad and angry, and very hostile, but they did not dare to act rashly.
Seeing four Yang Kingdom warriors falling to the ground, Lu Qing reacted and shouted in anger: "Ye Fan, do you still dare to kill someone?"
"You are making mistakes again and again, do you have to go all the way to the dark?"
She was very angry: "You are not surrendering yet?"
Murong Sanqian stirred up the flames and shouted: "Ye Fan, don't you take Miss Lu and Wu Xie seriously."
"Do you know what the Wushu Association is?"
"It is an organization that specifically connects the secular martial arts alliance and the hidden mountain gate, representing the will and authority of the martial arts in China."
"You don't give Miss Lu and Wushu Association this way, and you'll make things uncontrollable, seriously hurting the relationship between the two sides' peaceful coexistence."
He stimulated Ye Fan's nerves: "You will be punished by everyone."
"If you fight fairly today, no one can dominate my destiny."
Ye Fan glanced at Miyamoto's children who were surrounding him: "Miyamoto's skills are not as good as others, so don't lose face anymore."
"Ye Fan, go die!"
"Ah" Chiba Yui saw that her companion did not dare to step forward. She screamed with only one hand left, grabbed a samurai sword and rushed over.
Juhe Slash! The sword light was like a horse, and the Milky Way fell straight to the sky, slashing down fiercely, attacking Ye Fan.
One blow with all your strength.
"court death."
Ye Fan, who had just breathed, looked cold and had a backhand sword, collided with the other party's samurai sword.
With a crisp sound, Chiba Yui's body shook, and she fell out with a knife, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
The samurai sword couldn't hold it and fell from the palm.
“It’s even stronger.”
Yui Qianye was shocked. Only she knew how much force she had put out with the attack just now, but even Ye Fan could not stop it with a sword.
Several Yang Guo people subconsciously shouted: "Qianye!"
“Huh?
Not dead?"
Ye Fan showed a hint of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect that Chiba Yui could block his attack.
Then, his wrist trembled and another sword slashed.
If one sword does not die, then two swords are there.
The sword is sharp.
Seeing this, Chiba Yui looked desperate. She was exhausted with a sword just now and had not yet come to cushion. How could she resist Ye Fan's second sword?
"When" Just as Chiba Yui closed her eyes and waited for death, a dazzling sword light flashed, blocking Ye Fan's fish intestine sword.
Then, a short and fat figure appeared and he swung Ye Fan's fish intestine sword back.
Yamamotojiro.
This Yangguo martial arts veteran, holding a samurai sword, stood obliquely in front of Chiba Yui.
He stared at Ye Fan with a resentful look on his face: "Ye Fan, do you want to kill them all?"
"You are really a bunch of villains."
Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "A fair fight, I won't admit my debts after losing, and I was so angry that I besieged me. Now I am even slandering me for killing me."
"If you are not blind, you should know that Chiba Yui and the others took action first."
Ye Fan slapped the face without any politeness.
Yamamotojiro shouted: "Chanye is Mr. Miyamoto's favorite disciple. You killed Mr. Miyamoto. Their master-disciple affection is deep, and it is understandable to fight you."
Lu Qing and several female companions also joked with Ye Fan, saying, "Miyamoto is dead, Chiba is revenge, it is natural, how can we blame others for taking action first?"
"If you can kill me if you make excuses?"
Ye Fan sneered: "Besides, their deep love between master and disciple is nothing to do with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan thrust his Yuyan Sword and instantly locked in Yamamoto.
Yamamoto's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously raised his knife to defend.
At this moment, Ye Fan kicked his feet violently and a broken samurai sword flew out.
"Pu" pierces through it with one knife.
Blood burst.
Chiba Yui, who had just supported her, trembled, and then she screamed and fell to the ground.
She covered her throat with one hand, but she could not block the blood at all.
She stared at Ye Fan with anger and struggled to squeeze out two words: "Baga" soon, she fell to the ground without moving, her beautiful eyes with endless grief and anger.
All the people of Yang changed their faces.
Yamamotojiro was even more angry: "Ye Fan" He never expected that Ye Fan would kill Yui Chiba under his nose.
Lu Qing was so angry that his cheeks turned blue, and things got worse and worse. How could he explain to Yang Guo?
Ye Fan really doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.
In her opinion, Ye Fan used dirty tricks to win Miyamoto by chance, but in the end he really regarded himself as an invincible god of killing.
She couldn't help but shout, "Ye Fan, if you want to die, just die, I don't care about you."
She originally wanted to help Ye Fan keep a complete body, but Ye Fan was so ignorant that she didn't want to care anymore.
"I said, those who block me will die."
Ye Fan ignored Lu Qing and just looked at Yamamoto Lang and said coldly: "If you don't give way to me, don't blame me for being polite."
After saying that, he kicked another samurai sword, pointed at Yamamotojiro with one sword, and pointed at the surrounding Yangguo samurai.