Miyasu is Yukiko Sakai, and Yukiko Sakai is also Miyasu.
He attacked Ye Fan with a different name, which was just better to conceal his identity and deal with it, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to tell her origin in one go.
Gong Yanjun naturally took action without saying a word.
"bite!"
The sword light flashed, and the tip of the knife instantly stabbed Ye Fan's throat. Gong Yanjun also stood in front of the latter strangely.
It's really fast and ruthless.
Ye Fan seemed to have been stabbed out by this knife, and his body swayed like a willow leaf.
Willow steps in the wind.
The sword light was fierce, but it stabbed a hole. Gong Yanjun slashed another sword with his backhand, slashing Ye Fan's neck.
But Ye Fan still hid.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
Gong Yanjun shouted and stabbed thirteen times in one breath.
The knife was fierce, the knife was fatal, and the knife light also covered Ye Fan, making Ye Fan look like he was about to be stabbed to death at any time.
But Gong Yanjun knew clearly that every knife was passing Ye Fan. Although it was only a centimeter or two away, it was destined to hurt Ye Fan's hair.
No way Ren Gong Yanjun made a knife, he could not make any breakthrough.
Her face was as deep as water: Ye Fan was even more powerful than she thought.
"Yes, the combat power is much stronger than Shizumiya Fazi."
In the narrow space, Ye Fan dodged lightly and lightly:
"No wonder it can become Ling Qianshui's killing weapon."
"It's just that you shouldn't have come to assassinate me. Jinggong Dazi didn't even blow my head off with a gun. How could you kill me with a samurai sword?"
"Ming Yanjun, you should surrender."
"As long as you surrender, tell me the Blood Medical Sect and Ling Qianshui secretly that I can spare your life."
"Otherwise, your fate will be as sad as the Black Wolf."
Ye Fan advised Gong Yanjun to surrender while avoiding the sharp samurai sword.
Ye Fan didn't take Ling Qianshui seriously, but Ye Fan was very interested in the Blood Medicine Sect.
"Swoosh swish swish--"
Gong Yanjun did not respond, but just shook his right hand.
The samurai sword changed from its sharpness and hardness just now, and suddenly became softer as willow branches.
Gong Yanjun's posture of waving his sword was elegant like an ancient concubine dancing, with the tip of the knife constantly flying with Ye Fan's body.
The knife became softer, but the speed became faster. The tip of the knife was like spreading ink toward Ye Fan.
Spread, flow, touching the chest!
"It's interesting!"
Ye Fan showed a hint of praise, then slid out again, almost avoiding the knife.
Before Gong Yanjun could react, Ye Fan shook his right hand:
"You can take my sword too!"
I didn't see how he acted, the Fish Intestine Sword flashed out from his palm and slowly attacked out.
This sword was extremely slow, but in fact it instantly reached the front of the samurai sword.
Gong Yanjun's eyelids twitched, she shouted softly, and blocked the samurai sword.
"when!"
The sword collided fiercely in the air, and the tip of the knife instantly shattered, sprinkling like a scattered flower in a celestial girl.
Before Gong Yanjun could retreat, Ye Fan punched him out and hit Gong Yanjun's sword.
The samurai sword made a crisp sound.
The blade trembled violently!
At the same time, holding the hilt of the knife Gong Yanjun, he felt a huge force surge.
Her body seemed to be hit by a huge rock, and she retreated back uncontrollably.
However, her face changed slightly and she was not panicked. She waved the half-cut knife to protect herself, while she quickly retreated to the door.
She tried her best to stop Ye Fan from chasing, but she was in a passive state without any precedence.
"Swoosh--"
The next second, Ye Fan moved forward, and a more ethereal half-moon arc seemed to cut the coldness and cut the space.
The Fish Intestine Sword was as natural as the wind, and gently circled towards her.
The arc formed by the tip of the sword is like a small wind circle rotating in the sky.
Although the speed is very slow and peaceful, who can resist it when the wind blows? Does anyone know where the wind blows?
Gong Yanjun's face changed, and the half-cut knife waved repeatedly, but the Yuyan sword still pierced into the circle lightly.
"bite!"
Blood sputtered.
Gong Yanjun suddenly felt a pain in her chest. She waved her knife to resist and looked down at her head, but she found that there was an extra wound on her shoulder blade.
Blood kept flowing, dyeing half of her clothes red.
I didn't expect Ye Fan to be so powerful, no wonder Jinggong Fazi would fail.
"kill!"
Gong Yanjun's face changed drastically. She slashed Ye Fan three times, forcing him back, and then turned his body suddenly, opened the door and rushed out.
The assassination failed and Ye Fan was so domineering, so Gong Yanjun could only escape from here first.
Just as she rushed to the open hall, the lights were on, and she found two more people at the door.
One is Dugu Shang and the other is Master Zhong Tian. Although Gong Yanjun doesn’t know each other, it can be seen that the two are not easy to provoke.
She instinctively retreated, but saw Ye Fan blocking the way.
"What's the noise? Did you have a midnight snack?"
Just when Gong Yanjun's nerves were tense, Miao Fenglang opened the door and rubbed his eyes and came out.
I am confused, endlessly confused, and very harmless.