Thirty meters, twenty meters, fifteen meters... After another brutal fight, Ye Fan and the others were within reach of the main road.
It was just a group of people. Apart from Liu Mu and Wang Aicai, the only ones with fighting ability were him, Yuan Qingyi and Xiong Tianquan.
The rest of the Xiong clan elites and the martial alliance disciples all fell in a pool of blood.
Many of Liu's mother and other female family members were also injured.
No matter how powerful Ye Fan and Yuan Qingyi are, they cannot protect everyone.
The cold wind wrapped in rain blew through the street, blowing up the blood of countless corpses.
Xiong Tiangu was panting and bruised, and his eyes became sad, angry, and confused.
Mother Liu and the others were also heartbroken.
They understood that they were the ones dragging down Ye Fan and others.
"Huh--" Just when Ye Fan was about to rush to the street corner, suddenly, nearly a hundred coalition troops appeared at the street corner.
These coalition forces held shields and arranged them into a wall. Behind the shields, there were not only long knives, but also many trolls.
And they are divided into three lines of defense.
Once Ye Fan penetrated the first line of defense, the defeated coalition forces retreated to the second and third lines, slowing down Ye Fan's advancement.
At the same time, Ouyang brothers came over from the other end with more than a thousand people.
Deployed with precision.
Seeing the enemies blocking his path like locusts, Ye Fan felt for the first time a decadent feeling that the situation was over.
He worked hard and tried his best to escape here, but when he saw a breakthrough was in sight, he didn't know that all his hopes were suddenly blocked by the enemy.
He can fight out, but Yuan Qingyi and the others have no strength.
With one charge at most, both Yuan Qingyi and Xiong Tiangu would fall.
It's just that even though Ye Fan was facing life and death, his mind was still intact.
He scanned the enemies on both sides, looking for any opportunity.
"Damn it, I won't leave, I'll fight hard."
Xiong Tiangu grabbed two knives: "Anyway, we fought more than a hundred people today, which is enough."
He wants to fight to the death.
"Ye Fan and the others can't survive anymore, kill, kill them!"
There were more than a thousand Ouyang brothers hiding behind and shouting orders.
The red-eyed coalition forces slowly forced their way over.
This is the last round, and it is also the life and death round for Ye Fan.
In this battle, the coalition forces suffered more than 2,000 casualties. Unless Ye Fan and his group were killed, they would not be ashamed to see their dead brothers.
"bring it on."
Ye Fan calmed down and looked at the enemy calmly: "I can kill another thousand people."
"Master Ye, if you don't leave, then I will accompany you to fight on the battlefield again."
Yuan Qingyi got close to Ye Fan: "But you have to promise me that I will die in front of you."
"This way, I don't have to bear the pain of losing you..." Yuan Qingyi, who had recovered a little strength, pulled out the crossbow arrow from his shoulder and faced the powerful enemy calmly.
Being able to die with Ye Fan would give her no regrets in this life.
Ye Fan's eyes softened.
"Plop-plop-" Before Ye Fan could say anything, he heard a burst of intensive sniper fire.
Then, streams of blood burst out.
The nearly a hundred coalition troops guarding the street entrance all fell to the ground with their heads smashed.
In an instant, more than thirty people were killed, and the third layer of shields collapsed.
Seeing this, the rest of the people subconsciously shouted and dispersed, turning their shields to face the main road while holding their weapons to look for enemies.
It's just that the snipers didn't pay attention to the coalition's quick response.
They still fired bullets one after another indifferently, killing all the coalition forces on the second shield.
The sniper not only fired extremely fast, but also had a large number of people. With one bullet, more than a dozen coalition troops fell to the ground.
Seeing how powerful the opponent was, the coalition forces on the first layer of shields panicked and tried to hide in corners or bunkers while carrying their shields.
But these efforts were still ineffective, and one after another the coalition troops fell to the ground splattered with blood.
"All-out attack!"
When the Ouyang brothers saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and then they all shouted: "Kill Ye Fan!"
More than a thousand coalition troops carried shields and weapons and charged like wolves and tigers.
Countless trolls and crossbows shot at Ye Fan and the others.
Ye Fan stood in front, blocking the attacks one by one, and then shouted to Yuan Qingyi: "Retreat, retreat to the main road!"
Although he didn't know who the sniper was, Ye Fan was able to seize this opportunity to survive, so he asked Yuan Qingyi to evacuate decisively.
Yuan Qingyi and Xiong Tiangu were refreshed, and they hurriedly retreated with Mother Liu and others.
Seeing that the Liu family was about to withdraw, the Ouyang brothers asked the coalition forces to charge with all their might.
Ye Fan blocked the attack with one sword and one sword.
"Woo--" Just at this moment, a minibus roared over and crossed the street. The windows were down, and bullets were sprayed out from six guns.
Bullets ruthlessly killed the coalition forces attacking Ye Fan.
The coalition charge was instantly defeated.
Then, the door of CMB opened, and several masked men carrying long guns came out. The two were responsible for meeting Yuan Qingyi and the others.
The three men stepped forward with guns in hand and arrived at Ye Fan's side to fight side by side.
While suppressing the enemy, the leading man shouted to Ye Fan: "Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"
He also yelled: "We are the Ghost Team. General Song has arranged for us to retreat quickly!"
"Ghost Squad."
Ye Fan's eyes lit up: "Are you Fan Bai Zhan?"
At this time, he remembered what Song Hongyan once said.
She didn't want Ye Fan to fight alone in West China, so she wanted to arrange a secret team for him anyway.
Ye Fan refused at the time, feeling that it was not necessary, but Song Hongyan insisted, and Ye Fan allowed her to arrange it.
Song Hongyan used the waste to control the ghost team that attacked the Alyssa cruise ship through Miao Fenglang's magic.
Then he was sent to Huaxi to secretly protect him and pick him up.
Ye Fan didn't take it seriously. He didn't expect the ghost team to be really helpful today.
He couldn't help feeling that the woman had taken precautions, otherwise he would have capsized in the gutter today.
Even if I can survive in the end, I still feel sorry for Liu Fugui.
Because when Yuan Qingyi wanted to die with him, Ye Fan made a painful decision in his heart... Now that the dilemma was resolved, Ye Fan felt a little more grateful to Song Hongyan.
"I am Fan Baizhan!"
Fan Baizhan roared: "Let's go!"
Ye Fan nodded: "Okay, withdraw!"
Seeing that Ye Fan and the others were about to escape, the coalition forces were furious and rushed forward with spray guns and shields.
It's just that they are not at the same level as the Ghost Team, and they were shot in the head one by one just in the middle of the charge.
More than a dozen shields were also overturned.
Blood everywhere.
Then several tear gas canisters were thrown into the crowd, forcing the locust-like enemies to disperse.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fan Baizhan and the others pulled Ye Fan into the minibus.
The minibus roared loudly and left with a whoosh, making the Ouyang brothers who were chasing after them furious.
When they unblocked the communication and took out their mobile phones, Ye Fan stuck his head out and shouted: "Tell Nangong Fu and the others that I will be back soon..." The killing intent was so fierce that the Ouyang brothers shuddered.
They all saw how powerful Ye Fan was, he was simply a humanoid murder weapon.
This time I did not use the Liu family to drag Ye Fan to death, and there would be no chance to kill him again in the future.
Moreover, once Ye Fan counterattacks, the three tycoons will definitely not be able to withstand it, and there is a high probability that Ye Fan will destroy them.
Thinking of this, their scalps went numb, and they quickly called out their mobile phones to report: "Master, the siege and assassination of Ye Fan failed!"
