Hearing the noise, several more Jiang clan elites rushed out of the door.
When they saw the blood on the ground and the collapsed door, they were shocked and all pulled out the guns from their waists.
"Whoosh——"
But before they could raise their guns, they saw Dugu Shang suddenly dashing past the three of them.
"flutter!"
At the same time, a piercing white light flashed, and the three of them felt pain in their necks before they could react.
The next second, the three heads detached from the body almost at the same time and flew out to both sides.
A sword cut off the heads of three people. Dugu Shang showed no expression at all. He turned his backhand and the blood dispersed.
Ye Fan didn't even look at the three corpses. He picked up a knife and continued walking forward with a calm expression.
At this time, four people appeared not far away, another patrol team.
They felt something moving here and subconsciously came closer to check, but they couldn't identify the blood stains yet.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Dugu Shang had already shot forward, and a sword light poured out.
The bodies of the four people were shaken, and their heads were in different places.
There was an extremely smooth cut on their necks, as if they had been cut into tofu.
But no one saw Dugu Shang take action at all. He was like an invincible god of war, advancing unhurriedly in the cold wind.
The other Jiang family elites who emerged stared at their tragically dead companions, their faces turning pale uncontrollably.
The four heads rolled to the side, bringing out a trail of blood, and Dugu Shang advanced inside like a rainbow.
"Kill him!"
The five Jiang clan elites who rushed over roared and all attacked. Unfortunately, their weapons were still in their hands and could not be lifted...
The next second, their heads flew out.
"Ploppap!"
Blood rose into the sky, dyeing the surprise in the eyes of the others red.
At some point, Dugu Shang had already stepped onto the grass, protecting Ye Fan and walking slowly towards the main building.
"kill!"
Seeing how fierce and arrogant Dugu Shang was, Jiang's elites reacted and were inspired to pounce on him.
Dugu Shang looked calm as he raised his sword and stabbed it out repeatedly.
Several rays of cold sword light burst out, carrying a few streams of warm blood.
"Bang bang bang!"
The enemies that rushed up were like waves crashing onto a solid rock, splitting into pieces and scattering. Five or six of them were stabbed over by Dugu Shang's sharp sword.
The hands of the people behind were trembling more and more, and their faces were getting paler, because they saw more and more blood.
"ah--"
There were more and more corpses lying on both sides of Dugu Shang. In the blink of an eye, more than thirty people were killed, but Ye Fan had not yet taken action.
Looking at the sharp sword in Dugu Shang's hand, and then looking at the momentum with which he came in, all Jiang's guards had their eyelids twitching and their palms became sweaty.
This young man is too tyrannical.
Dugu Shang protected Ye Fan and moved forward for several dozen meters. Jiang's elite retreated again and again. They always lacked the courage to charge.
"kill!"
Seeing that they were about to arrive at the main building, the three Jiang family masters couldn't hold themselves back and jumped out from the shadows, rushing towards Dugu Shang without fear of death:
"Go to hell."
Facing the invading enemy, Dugu Shang showed no expression, and waved his right hand in the air as fast as lightning and as fast as the wind.
The machetes of the three enemies were immediately cut off, and they were also knocked back several steps by the overbearing force.
But before he could stabilize his body, Dugu Shang raised his right hand again.
"Whoosh!"
The sharp sword passed by like a meteor, cutting the throats of the three people in an arc.
Then, they fell to the ground and died silently.
"boom--"
Another thunder exploded in the sky, covering up the bloodshed in Jiang's Garden.
"Surround it up!"
"Surround it up!"
"shot!"
"shot!"
The elite members of the Jiang family in the main building were also alarmed. They ran out to take a look and were shocked.
They drew their weapons and charged, while shouting warnings.
"Bang bang bang——"
Dugu Shang took the lead and rushed into the crowd, his sword radiating in all directions, knocking those who stood in his way to the ground with their swords.
Some people who took out crossbows and earthen guns were also shot to the ground by Ye Fan with silver needles.
Soon, more than thirty people fell beside Ye Fan and Dugu Shang.
Rivers of blood flowed.
Five minutes later, Ye Fan and Dugu Shang were standing at the door of the main building.
A three-story building.
At this time, more than fifty Jiang clan elites also rushed over.
They blocked Ye Fan and Dugu Shang with swords and guns.
Ye Fan kept walking: "Tell Jiang Shihao to come out and talk."
"Do you know who I am?"
A monk in black walked up from the crowd, pointed at Ye Fan and shouted:
"If you dare to come here and act wild, the Sa family will kill you..."
"Whoosh——"
Before he finished speaking, a knife flashed out.
The black-clothed monk's face changed drastically, and his figure suddenly retreated.
But it was too late, the blade flashed past and blood splattered on his throat.
The black-clothed monk fell to the ground with a plop, anger and shock in his eyes.
He is a monk demon, one of the three mad demons in the Xiang Kingdom. He has practiced the iron head skill for many years and can knock over a wall with one collision. However, he was defeated by Ye Fan's move.
No matter how angry or aggrieved I am, I can't stop the blood flowing from my throat, nor can I stop the flow of life.
Ye Fan moved forward without even looking: "Let Jiang Shihao come out."
At this time, another black-robed Taoist appeared. He looked like an immortal Taoist. He jumped directly over everyone's heads and stood in front of Ye Fan with great agility.
Dugu Shang's eyes trembled, feeling the strength of the other party.
"I am a Taoist demon."
The crazy Taoist looked at Ye Fan coldly:
"You have extraordinary skills and must have a lot of background, but you can't kill my old friend..."
The black-robed Taoist's voice suddenly stopped because there was a knife in his throat.
The tip of the knife had penetrated his throat.
Blood overflows!
Ye Fan said indifferently: "Don't you understand what I say? Ask Jiang Shihao to come out? What are you talking about?"
The Tao Demon's expression was as ugly as a dark cloud, with anger and shock in his eyes.
Angry because Ye Fan is too arrogant and crazy, shocked because Ye Fan is too powerful and evil.
He is a famous figure. He beat dozens of boxing champions to death with his iron fists, but was easily crushed by Ye Fan.
But no matter how unwilling he was, he lost his vitality and could only fall to the ground and die.
Jiang's elites were stunned, their fierce aura gradually disappeared, and their hostility began to turn into a chill. This kid is too strong.
In just one encounter, the two mad demons died one after another.
"Whoosh——"
The crowd swayed for a moment, and then another graceful figure shot over.
A nun dressed in black, with a graceful figure and a pretty face, but with a fierce glint in her eyes.
She holds a scepter in her hand, which is majestic, sharp, and powerful:
"Young man, you are very powerful."
"But you have to know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world..."
"Whoosh——"
At this moment, the knife in Ye Fan's hand suddenly flew out and flew into the murderous black-robed demon.
In a blink of an eye.
"ah!"
A scream sounded out.
Then, the black-robed nemesis fell straight back.
There is an extra knife in my heart.
Never die with peace of mind.
Seeing this scene, Jiang's elites turned pale.
"Let Jiang Shihao speak out."
Ye Fan said calmly: "If you don't care about it, please don't come to sacrifice the sword."
