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Chapter 1941 It's time to end

Song Hongyan and the others looked over nervously.

Everyone had worries on their faces, fearing that Shen Dongxing would be hit in the head by Lin Qiuling.

But what soon surprised everyone was that Lin Qiuling did not hit Shen Dongxing with one punch.

In front of her, there was another Mark.

Ye Fan sealed Lin Qiuling's fist with his palm.

Compared with Lin Qiuling's protruding veins, her long and thin arms looked very vulnerable.

But Ye Fan held Lin Qiuling's joints firmly.

He also blocked Lin Qiuling's punch.

Song Hongyan couldn't believe it, she knew that Ye Fan had lost his power.

Theoretically, Ye Fan is no match for Lin Qiuling, let alone block her angry thunder blow.

It's just that reality is in front of us.

And at the moment when the fists and palms met, Lin Qiuling seemed to be suddenly frozen by a nail.

Her whole body took on a weird standing posture.

The face that had not changed after killing countless people now showed an expression of pain and struggle.

It seemed that what she hit was not Ye Fan's hand, but a fresh iron slap.

While Ye Fan held Lin Qiuling's fist, his heart was filled with turmoil.

He couldn't bear Shen Dongxing's sudden death and took the risk to block him. He thought it would be difficult to block, but in the end he grabbed Lin Qiuling's fist.

And it was not as overwhelming as he imagined.

Lin Qiuling's fist hit her palm and disappeared like spring snow melting.

He discovered that the gray stone of life and death in the past regained its color, and let the wisps of light spread out to shine.

What shocked him the most was that strands of light penetrated into Lin Qiuling's skin like roots.

Lin Qiuling's fist quickly dried up like a tree that had been drained of moisture.

Waves of warmth continued to flow from Lin Qiuling's body into Ye Fan's left arm.

Ye Fan felt that his energy and spirit were integrated into one, and his condition had never been so good, as if his skills had greatly improved.

"asshole!"

Lin Qiuling was shocked and roared: "How could you hurt me?"

She is the only successful experimental subject that Yang Guo has worked hard for decades and spent hundreds of billions of money on.

Not afraid of the sun, not afraid of swords and guns, not afraid of bloodshed, and is as fast as lightning.

She is not the strongest in the 'universe', but she is not someone who can be hurt easily.

You know, she was able to escape in the deep sea laboratory, which shows how powerful she is.

But now, Ye Fan can easily block her blow.

Moreover, she continued to draw skills from her body.

She couldn't accept it and couldn't believe it.

But the reality is extremely cruel.

Her strength is rapidly losing and her skin is drying up.

There was a soft "gurgling" sound coming from the depths of her bones, as if she was about to explode at any moment.

That kind of pain is definitely unbearable for most people.

Lin Qiuling wanted to break free, but her fist was stuck and she couldn't break away at all, and she didn't have the strength.

She roared angrily: "Ye Fan, go to hell!"

She raised her left hand and punched Ye Fan in the heart.

Ye Fan raised his right hand and wrote a letter.

"Bang--"

There was another loud noise, and the fists collided again.

It's just that Ye Fan didn't fall as fast as Lin Qiuling imagined.

This also surprised Song Hongyan, and she felt that Ye Fan seemed to have returned his skills.

"You lose!"

Ye Fan held Lin Qiuling's fist again and sneered:

"Using your 70% strength is more than enough to deal with your fist that only has 30% strength left."

His whole body is full of strength. Not to mention Lin Qiuling, even a truck can fly away.

"Trash, you learned so many sorcery just to deal with me?"

Lin Qiuling laughed angrily: "You will not die easily!"

"It's you who deserve to die!"

Ye Fan slowly took away Lin Qiuling's remaining skills:

"For the sake of our past fate and the Tang sisters, I have stayed away from you again and again."

"You were captured by Truman. I have the connections to add insult to injury, but I never pressured Truman to kill you."

"I also try my best to take care of every member of the Tang family."

"I've been kind to you, but you always wanted me dead. Even after you escaped, you were the first to seek revenge from me."

"You hate me so much?"

"And if you want me to die, you can go directly to me, but why do you want to hurt the people around me?"

"If Nangong Youyou hadn't been more careful during today's raid, I would have been dragged into the sea and drowned alive by you today."

"So, I can't keep you here anymore today!"

Ye Fan shouted to Lin Qiuling: "I can't give you another chance to hurt the people around me."

As he spoke, the light in his left hand became more intense, instantly draining away all Lin Qiuling's power.

Lin Qiuling groaned in pain, her whole body suddenly aged ten years, her body staggered and fell.

"Pah——"

Ye Fan raised his left hand and pinched Lin Qiuling's throat.

It's time to end!

"Ye Fan! Ye Fan! You can't kill her, you can't kill her!"

At this moment, a woman in black stumbled out of the dense crowd.

It's very cool, very noble, and has a sense of sanctity and inviolability.

It was Tang Ruoxue.

Song Hongyan waved her hand to everyone not to stop her.

Ye Fan looked sideways and narrowed his eyes.

He never expected Tang Ruoxue to come to the island.

He didn't even expect that the woman would come directly to Tenglong Villa.

"Ye Fan, don't kill my mother, you can't kill her!"

Tang Ruoxue kicked off her shoes and ran up, shouting at Ye Fan repeatedly.

The bright red color of the lips and teeth contrasts with the paleness of the face, giving it an extraordinarily thrilling and poignant beauty.

Tang Ruoxue's pretty face was full of tears:

"She is already useless. This is what happened. Let her go."

She could see that Lin Qiuling was old and frail.

Ye Fan's heart trembled when he saw the woman's lonely figure, her pear-shaped face with raindrops, and her absent-minded steps.

His fingers relaxed slightly.

"Ye Fan, spare her life."

Tang Ruoxue's face was as pale as pear blossoms and rain: "I beg you, please."

"Even if you don't give me face, for Tang Wangfan's sake, let her live half of her life."

She moved out to Tang Wangfan: "Are you going to let Wangfan suffer that his father killed his grandmother?"

"Jie Jie!"

Seeing Tang Ruoxue appear, Lin Qiuling laughed strangely:

"Ye Fan, if Ruoxue is here, you have the ability to kill me."

"If you have the ability, kill me in front of her."

Today I was completely defeated, even all my strength was gone, and I became a complete useless person.

Lin Qiuling hated Ye Fan deeply.

Her whole body became crazy: "Come and kill me."

Tang Ruoxue burst into tears: "Ye Fan, don't kill my mother, please..."

What appeared on her pleading face was actually an extremely beautiful and beautiful person.

The scattered broken hair fell from the sky by the sea like black silk rain.

Although there was a distance, Ye Fan could still smell the familiar fragrance.

Ye Fan's heart was as solid as stone, and for some reason a feeling of confusion arose.

"Ye Fan, aren't you very capable? Let's do it."

Lin Qiuling laughed wildly: "I think you will kill me, how will you face Ruoxue and the others?"

Since she came to the door, she has been pressing and rubbing against Ye Fan, how can she let Ye Fan overpower her?

Even if she loses completely today, she will still despise Mark mentally.

"Kill you, I really don't know how to face them."

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became deep: "But if I don't kill you, how can I face the people around me?"

He must never let Lin Qiuling go again.

"Pah——"

Tang Ruoxue rushed over and bit Ye Fan's wrist: "Let go!"

The pain was excruciating, and with hot tears, Ye Fan's palms were slightly loose.

He was about to shake off Tang Ruoxue's dead hand when he saw a figure flashing away.

Song Wansan stood behind Lin Qiuling like a phantom.

When his hands moved wrongly, there was a click.

He broke Lin Qiuling's neck:

"it's over!"

In his indifferent voice, Song Wansan cut off Lin Qiuling's life.

Lin Qiuling's head tilted, her eyes widened, and she fell to the ground dead.

"mom--"

Tang Ruoxue covered her mouth, and like the impact of thunder, the light in her eyes dimmed instantly...


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