"You're picking me up outside, I'll go in and take a look."
Ye Fan instructed the Eight-faced Buddha to have a moment, then flashed out the Fish Intestine Sword with his right hand, pinched the dragon-slaying technique with his left hand, and walked slowly forward.
The closer you get to Yuanmingzhai, the tighter Ye Fan's nerves become.
Because not only was the smell of blood getting heavier, he also saw the collapsed wall of the broken gate.
The traces above seemed to be slashed out with a sword.
This surprised Ye Fan slightly: "This is too strong, right?"
Not to mention his Fish Intestine Sword, even his dragon-slaying technique, I guess he can't cut this effect.
Could it be that Hua Nongying came back to kill Yuanmingzhai and took revenge?
But Hua Nongying does not have such terrifying strength.
But it wasn't Hua Nongying who attacked Yuanmingzhai, who started killing Qin's people like this?
As the thought turned, Ye Fan walked through the broken door and walked in.
As soon as he entered, Ye Fan's face changed drastically again.
There were more than twenty corpses of men and women in the yard, all of which were shocked in their faces.
And judging from the connection between their wounds, they were completely killed by swinging one sword.
"This murderer is too perverted and too evil, right?"
Ye Fan's mouth was touched endlessly, not knowing who the murderer was, but he could see that the other party was extremely powerful.
This kind of attack range and this domineering power are by no means an ordinary master can do.
Ye Fan remained vigilant, walked through the yard and entered the first floor, and saw several gunmen moving with their heads again.
It was also a killing sword.
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath, walked from the first floor to the second floor, and from the second floor to the top floor.
He found that without a single living person, the entire guard of Yuanmingzhai and Qin Mojin's confidants were all dead.
There are enemies on each floor, as well as many crossbow arrows, iron cages, fishing nets and other mechanisms. Some people even hide behind the wall and shoot.
But no matter whether it is the mechanism or the enemy, they were all killed by a sword.
An iron bell weighing a thousand pounds was also broken into two pieces.
What made Ye Fan’s eyelids twitch the most was the rooftop.
More than fifty Yuanmingzhai masters gathered here, with all swords, guns and arrows, and twelve shields weighing 100 pounds.
The commanding heights were even more condescending.
But all the people were still cut in half, and Gatlin broke into two like the Gunners.
Every enemy who died suddenly was mixed with anger, excitement and shock.
Anger is someone coming to Yuanmingzhai, who is soaring into the sky, and excitement is about to kill this uninvited guest.
I was shocked and probably had to be killed by a sword before I could take action.
"Uncle, who is this?"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Fan's mouth was touching, and his combat power was almost as good as that of the flying sword of Quan Prime Minister.
This also made Ye Fan give up the idea that Hua Nongying would kill him back.
Just as Ye Fan's scalp was numb and was about to exit the top floor, he accidentally stepped on a broken crossbow arrow.
A sound of when it sounded.
It's not light or heavy, but it makes the silent top floor burst into a trembling voice of a woman:
"President Qin is not here, President Qin is not here!"
"There are no flowers here, and there are no flowers here."
The woman kept repeating the words: "I really don't know..."
Ye Fan was slightly stunned, moved and flashed into the small church on the top floor.
Soon, he saw a woman curled up in the corner and murmured behind several corpses.
She was wearing pajamas, but she had a crossbow hidden in her arms.
The crossbow has been destroyed, and there is still blood in the arms and throat, but it is not deep.
There is no doubt that she was the one who survived after being questioned by the murderer.
Ye Fan took a step forward and pointed her neck a few times to calm her down a little.
He asked softly: "Who is coming to Yuanmingzhai to kill people?"
"One sword flying immortal, one sword flying immortal!"
The woman's calming emotions erupted again: "White Yujing in the sky, the twelfth floor and the five cities!"
Ye Fan was confused: "What does it mean?"
The woman pushed Ye Fan away and screamed out: "He is not a human, he is not a human, he is a god..."
Obviously something was beyond her perception.
Ye Fan chased out, but found the woman running around and jumped directly from the rooftop.
She kept shouting: "He is a god, he is a god!"
The next second, with a bang, the woman fell and bleeded in seven orifices, and died.
Ye Fan rushed to the edge of the rooftop and glanced, shook his head and left the place of failure.
He got into the car and turned his head slightly to the Eight-faced Buddha: "Go to the Eight Immortal Tower in Ghost City!"
The Eight-faced Buddha was slightly surprised to see Ye Fan coming out so quickly and walking out with a swagger, without blood splashing on his body.
Ye Fan was getting more and more powerful. He killed so many people and only screamed, and his clothes were not stained with blood. He was worthy of being a innocent genius doctor.
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Then he stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the Baxian Tower of Guicheng.
"Woo--"
Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped at the Baxian Building of Ghost City.
According to Shen Siyuan's words, the ghost market usually starts from 12 to 5 in the morning.
There is still an hour before five o'clock, and there should be a lot of people coming and going.
But when Ye Fan got out of the car door, he felt an unprecedented silence again.
The air also flows with a strong smell of blood like Yuanmingzhai.
Ye Fan's heartbeats: "No, right? The murderer won't come here again, and he will start a massacre, right?"
He hurriedly flashed out the Yuyan Sword and rushed to the gate of the archway leading to the ghost market.
Ye Fan carefully pushed open the stone door that wasolates the intersection of ordinary people and tomb robbers.
With the crackling sound, the bloody smell became even more pungent.
Ye Fan flashed in and glanced at the long street, and his whole body was stunned again.
The scene in front of you is basically exactly the same as Yuanmingzhai.
The corpses were all over the ground, blood flowed into a river, and more than a dozen lamp posts were all broken.
The crowds on the ground, each of them was holding a Luoyang shovel or a big iron hook.
There are also several holding desert eagles.
But almost no one attacked, all died the moment before the murderous intent erupted.
Everyone dies with their eyes open.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and then raised his foot and jumped over the corpse.
He came to the Eight Immortal Tower with agility.
The Eight Immortal Tower, which was built like a mausoleum, was also in a mess, with blood splattering everywhere.
The stone lion guarding at the door was also broken in half.
Judging from the method of death, the murderer was the one who killed Yuanmingzhai.
"Damn, I've killed it all again!"
Ye Fan felt that his mind was not enough, and he glanced at the scene in front of him and murmured:
"Who is this guy? Why are you killing everyone everywhere you go?"
"Also, why did he look for flowers to make shadows?"
"What does this guy have to do with Hua Nongying?"
"Is it the old lover Hua Nongying shouted in her mouth when she was in a coma?"
Ye Fan suddenly remembered the sleep talk he heard when he applied medicine to Hua Langying on the night of the Three Kingdoms Building.
What's the hike?
At this moment, a man in white was appearing at Prince Villa, the stunning base camp.
Compared with Yuanmingzhai and Guishi, Prince Villa is easier to defend and difficult to attack.
It also gathered most of the stunning traitors and the incorporated forces.
Before they got closer, there were already figures shaking in front of them, and dozens of people appeared with guns and ammunition.
The man in white shook the wine pot gently and continued to move forward without slowness.
His voice was also indifferent: "Take the flowers and shadows!"
The guard of the villa that emerged from dozens of days shouted: "Are you the remnant of Hua Nongying? Kill him..."
Before the villa guard finished speaking, the man in white raised his right hand:
"The sword rises!"
With a tingling sound, a sharp sound stinged everyone's eardrums.
Then the man in white pressed his right hand:
"Sword falls!"
A sword light flashed away with a whoosh.
The guards of the villa had a pain in their necks and their heads flew out in an instant.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
When the guards of the villa numbered several dozen fell to the ground at the gate, the originally dark Prince Villa also lit up.
Then a shrill alarm sounded.
Obviously, the sentry guards have seen clues from the surveillance.
The sound of people is full of murderous aura.
Whether it is a traitor from the stunning organization or the forces incorporated, they all came out of various buildings.
They were eager to make contributions and rushed towards the door.
The man in white had no waves on his face, and he was carrying a long sword on his back and drove straight in.
Almost as soon as he locked in the main yurt building in the distance, a team of men in black waving a ghost-headed knife came over.
They are elite Ghost Sword Sect recruited by Qin Mojin.
Each of them had big arms and round waists, and was full of murderous aura, rushing towards the man in white like a wolf or a tiger.
The sword in his hand flashed coldly, and there was a whimper while running, as if he was eager to drink blood.
But the man in white didn't even look at them, and his right hand pressed forward with a light and light cloud.
With a whoosh, the sword was unsheathed.
A cold light flashed.
More than a dozen enemies holding ghost swords broke the sword and fell to the ground on the spot.
Blood all over the ground.
More than 20 spear men who had just come to the side were stunned to see this.
When they realized that they were about to poke out the spear, blood was already bursting out from their necks. The spear also broke into two pieces when it was a sound.