Ye Fan didn't hesitate at all, and his body retreated like a cannonball.
"Huh——" Five rays of cold light flashed dazzlingly, and the air seemed to be cut into five pieces. If Ye Fan had reacted slower, he might have broken his body into six pieces.
Although he avoided the joint attack of the five people, Ye Fan's movements were still a little awkward, and he rolled on the ground several times before he stabilized.
The Third Elder and the others were filled with regret. If they had moved faster just now, 99% of Ye Fan would be a corpse at the moment.
"kill!"
Wu Lao roared again and took action, a howling wind blew where his body passed, and the grass beneath his feet was completely destroyed.
Ye Fan's face was not solemn, he faced the challenge and dealt with the five people calmly.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
A series of dull crashing sounds, accompanied by six rapidly flashing figures, instantly shifted the battlefield to a dozen meters away.
Although the battle was very fierce and Ye Fan was at a disadvantage, his breathing became more and more steady, his movements were neither fast nor slow, and he was relaxed and relaxed.
The movements of both sides became faster and faster, and the swings of weapons became more and more fierce.
Soon, there was only a whirlwind of grass clippings on the field, and it was impossible to identify the six people, let alone who had the upper hand.
The fierce fighting and the impact of weapons made people's hearts tighten invisibly.
"When--" Three minutes later, with an earth-shattering loud noise, the six people separated backwards, with blood mist still flying in the air.
The first elder who lost one leg, the second elder who was dying, and Qin Wuji all looked at the six people who had finished the fight.
"Huh..." The third elder and the others were covered in blood, and blood was constantly coming out of their mouths and noses. Seven or eight blood holes were clearly visible on their bodies, and their heavy breathing could be heard from a distance.
Ye Fan's body was also covered in blood, with blood marks on his shoulders, thighs, and waist, and most of the silver needles stuck in his body fell off.
Both of them are at the end of their strength, but both of them have their last breath left.
"Ye Fan, we underestimated you, but you also underestimated us."
The third elder laughed wildly: "In this battle, we underestimated the enemy and were careless, but the victory is still ours."
After the words fell, he and the other four elders turned around, grabbed their samurai swords and struck Ye Fan for the last time.
"kill!"
The three elders rushed towards Ye Fan with ferocious faces.
Kill with thunder.
"Puff-plop--" At this moment, five sniper shots rang out in a dense succession in the sky.
The charging postures of the three elders and the five men froze for an instant, and then they all rushed to the end with a splash, with a blood hole on their foreheads... "Kurosawa, what are you doing?
What to do?
Kill Ye Fan, kill Ye Fan!"
Upon seeing this, the Great Elder stood up and roared: "Kill Ye Fan——" "Push——" Another cold gunshot rang out, and a splash of blood appeared between the Great Elder's brows... "Great Elder!"
Seeing the first elder's head falling to the ground, the second elder roared hysterically, then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell heavily to the ground and passed out.
Ye Fan also trembled, subconsciously lowered his body, and then looked around.
He thought of Li Li, and then looked at the dead elder and the others, and he had some guesses in his mind.
Most likely, Tanuki, who was secretly protecting him, killed the Kurosawa Hawk who was cooperating with the First Elder and others, and then turned his gun around to snipe all the Third Elder and others.
"Mr. Qin!"
As Ye Fan's thoughts were turning, many people with guns and ammunition appeared on the way, obviously receiving the news that Qin Wuji had been attacked.
Danger resolved.
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body softened, and he collapsed on the ground and gasped for air.
Qin Wuji remained as calm as ever, waving to his subordinates to indicate that everything was alright.
Then he walked to Ye Fan and asked urgently: "Ye Guoshi, how is your injury?
Let me take you to the hospital."
Although Ye Fan was in good spirits, he was covered in blood and looked scary.
Ye Fan waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, it's just a small injury, it's not a big deal."
"Just get you a set of clothes and a bottle of red and white medicine."
He waved to Qin's bodyguard.
Qin's bodyguard quickly found Ye Fan's red pills and clothes.
As soon as the white medicine was applied, the blood flow quickly stopped, Ye Fan's energy also lifted, and he felt much better.
He threw away his bloody clothes, changed into a shirt, and put on a coat to cover up his injuries.
"Mr. Qin, this enemy treats you like a gangrene, and he has not forgotten to look for opportunities to kill you for so many years."
After Ye Fan took care of the injury, he looked at Qin Wuji: "You must be careful when you come in and out in the future."
Judging from the elder's tone, if Qin Wuji doesn't die, Yang Guo will never give up.
This blood feud lasted for decades, and Qin Wuji was always looking for loopholes, which really made people restless.
"I did feel a little careless today."
There was an apology in Qin Wuji's eyes, and he looked at Ye Fan and smiled kindly: "I originally wanted to tell you about my condition in private and tell the Twenty-Four Guards not to follow me, but I didn't expect that I would find an opportunity to lay hands on someone from Yang Guo."
"Don't worry, I won't let this happen again."
"I'm more sorry for you tonight. I asked you to block the knife for me, but you were injured like this. It's up to you whether I die or not."
He sighed softly: "Back then, together with the people of Baiyang, the whole country hated me. I am satisfied that I can live to this day."
Ye Fan's eyes showed admiration: "Mr. Qin is righteous, Ye Fan admires him."
Although Qin Wuji didn't say how to get the Yang people to join him, he could be regarded as a great hero of China if he could be hated and hunted by a hostile country for decades.
"False fame is fleeting, and life is ordinary."
"Furthermore, Ye Guoshi is not only young, he is skilled in both medicine and martial arts. He also killed six people today. His future achievements will definitely be higher than mine."
Qin Wuji smiled and waved his hand, and then changed the topic: "Ye Guoshi, I wanted you to treat me today, but the current situation is that you are injured again, so I'm afraid it will be inconvenient."
"I can only seek treatment from Ye Guoshi another day."
He took out a business card and handed it to Ye Fan respectfully: "This is my business card. Please contact me more in the future."
Ye Fan took it and said, "Okay, everything will be subject to Mr. Qin's arrangements."
Qin Wuji didn't say anything else, smiled and left with the others.
He didn't say anything about owing Ye Fan a favor or saving his life. For him, talking less and doing more was Qin Wuji's style of conduct.
"Well -" Ten minutes later, Ye Fan covered his mouth with a tissue and walked into Feilong Villa. He opened the ajar door and the aroma of food rushed over.
Under the orange light, Tang Ruoxue was busy in the dining room, bringing up the steamed fish that had just been cooked.
The plate was a bit hot, so she gasped for air after putting down the steamed fish, and then put her fingers on her earlobes to relieve the heat.
Ye Fan was slightly in a trance, the light was warm, the woman was gentle, the food was fragrant, and life was happy, nothing more than that.
Hearing the noise, Tang Ruoxue turned her head slightly, and when she saw Ye Fan appeared, she smiled sweetly: "Ye Fan, are you back from your walk?
Quick, wash your hands and eat."
The woman at the table was gentler than ever before: "The fish has just come out of the pan, eat it while it's hot."
"good!"
Ye Fan said softly, then put the tissue into his arms...the tissue was a bright red.
