Ling Qianshui smiled sweetly: "Young Master Zheng is holding a banquet to celebrate Director Zheng's recovery, and is waiting for the news that Ye Fan has become a cripple and died."
"Can you save Zheng Shengzhuang?"
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Isn't it because of a comeback?"
Miyamoto Saburo's face changed drastically when he heard this:
"go to hell!"
His body turned into an afterimage and rushed forward.
At the same time, both fists bombarded Ye Fan like cannonballs.
Speed, strength, unparalleled.
At this moment, Bai Mang and Shanshan finally arrived belatedly to treat Li Dayong's family.
He was overjoyed to be repaired and regained three points of his strength.
Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and punched out his fist instantly.
"Bang bang bang..."
The two sides once again faced each other head-on, with four punches exchanged.
Without any fancy moves, the two simply collided with speed and strength, and their fists flew repeatedly.
There were violent explosions in the hall, like thunder on a rainy day, ringing in everyone's ears.
The shadows of fists filled the sky, and it was difficult to catch the speed of the two punches with the naked eye.
"How can this be?"
Not only was Ling Qianshui confused, Miyamoto Saburo was also shocked. Ye Fan was already at the end of his strength just now, why is he becoming strong again now?
But he didn't care, the current Ye Fan was still no match for him.
Li Dayong's eyes also shone with light, and there was pain that was difficult to conceal on his face.
Saburo Miyamoto became more and more fierce as he fought, and Ye Fan's attacks became faster and faster.
Although Ye Fan was at the end of his strength, no matter how powerful Miyamoto Saburo was when he let go of the fight, Ye Fan could still hold on.
"Whoosh!"
After fighting for a long time, Miyamoto Saburo was obviously a little bored. His eyes instantly turned red, his arms suddenly shook, and two puffs of powder came out of his sleeves.
Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became blurry.
The movement stalled.
"Whoosh——"
At this moment, Miyamoto Saburo had a pocket katana in his right hand.
On one side of his body, he was like a golden hook hanging upside down, ruthlessly slashing towards Ye Fan's body.
Tang Qiqi couldn't help but exclaimed: "Be careful!"
The knife was so fast that Ye Fan had no time to dodge and no place to dodge, so he could only shrink back with all his strength.
The sharp knife stabbed, starting from the shoulder to the lower abdomen.
Everyone can feel the cruelty and cruelty.
"ah--"
Ye Fan groaned and turned over.
Tang Qiqi's heart was as sharp as a knife: "Brother-in-law!"
Li Dayong staggered and rushed forward: "Ye Fan——"
"boom--"
Saburo Miyamoto kicked Li Dayong over again.
Ye Fan fell to the ground, gasping for air and shaking, as if he was dying.
Ling Qianshui vented all his grievances: "Okay, okay, Ye Fan, you also have today, you also have today."
With such a fierce stabbing, Ye Fan was seriously injured even if he didn't die.
"It really disappoints me."
Miyamoto Saburo breathed out, apparently believing that the battle was over. With just one more stab, Ye Fan would be dead.
Of course, he didn't want Ye Fan to die so soon, and Zheng Junqing wanted to kill Ye Fan.
Saburo Miyamoto played with the knife in his hand and walked towards Ye Fan step by step.
Ling Qianshui grabbed her hair and faced the camera: "Brother-in-law screamed quite affectionately, so I'll let you watch Mark Ye Fan being crippled."
Tang Qiqi burst into tears.
Li Dayong was also in great pain, and his nails dug into his palms.
"It's time to end."
Saburo Miyamoto stood in front of Ye Fan, with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth:
"If you go against the Blood Medicine Sect, this is what you will get."
After finishing speaking, he slowly raised his left foot, preparing to give Ye Fan a thunderous blow on the back.
Trampling Ye Fan's spine with one foot would definitely be a bloody feast, and it would also allow Tang Qiqi to feel her own cruelty.
In this way, she will serve herself well.
"Um!"
Just when he lifted one leg, the dying Ye Fan suddenly roared angrily, hugged his calf and folded it back like a wild animal.
All the power contained in his chest poured into Miyamoto Saburo's knees.
"Crack!"
The violent force raged, with the crisp sound of bones breaking, Ye Fan and Saburo Miyamoto fell heavily to the ground.
Just as he fell to the ground, Ye Fan's elbow hit Saburo Miyamoto's knee hard and he tried his best to make up for the blow.
"ah--"
Saburo Miyamoto screamed instantly, his upper body subconsciously straightened up, and Ye Fan's fish intestines flashed and sank into Saburo Miyamoto's throat.
"flutter!"
Saburo Miyamoto's body was shaken, blood spurted from his throat, and his katana flew out, making Ling Qianshui and the others scream in shock.
Li Dayong was also stunned.
No one thought that Ye Fan could make a comeback like this.
His breath was gone, and Miyamoto Saburo instantly lost his fighting ability.
Ye Fan got up from Saburo Miyamoto, clapped his hands and spoke lightly:
"This is the end."
He simply bandaged the wound.
"Ho ho——"
Saburo Miyamoto held his throat in agony, and his eyes protruded like dead fish.
In the deathly silence, the only thing that could be heard was the constant rattling in his throat.
He was angry and unwilling, and never thought that the boat would capsize in the gutter at the last moment.
But no matter how frustrated I feel, life is slowly passing away...
"no no--"
Ling Qianshui screamed when he saw this:
"Asshole, who asked you to kill Mr. Miyamoto? You are not qualified to kill Mr. Miyamoto."
Saburo Miyamoto is a bronze medal doctor of the Blood Medicine Sect, and a master of Xuanjing Martial Arts. He is the treasure of the Blood Medicine Sect, and he has been very impressive in the battle just now.
So she couldn't accept Ye Fan's comeback.
Ling Qianshui was extremely sad and angry: "Ye Fan, I won't let you go!"
"Ling Qianshui, it's your turn next."
Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Tang Qiqi and the others, and then quickly sent it to Jiang Hengdu and the others to rescue people.
Ling Qianshui yelled at Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, you have no right to challenge me, you have no right to challenge me."
"Give you three minutes to commit suicide, or I will kill Tang Qiqi, kill Tang Qiqi."
While speaking, she reached out with her left hand and pinched Tang Qiqi's neck.
Tang Qiqi shouted with difficulty: "Brother-in-law, leave me alone..."
Ling Qianshui knocked her unconscious with a palm: "Kill yourself immediately, commit suicide immediately!"
Li Dayong moved his steps and ran over: "Ye Fan, ignore him..."
"Suicide? Do you think I will commit suicide?"
"With your character, even if I commit suicide, you will not let Tang Qiqi go."
Ye Fan watched Ling Qianshui remain strong: "So I won't be stupid enough to accept your threats."
"If you dare to hurt her, I swear to destroy your whole family and the entire chamber of commerce."
He has made up his mind not to let Ling Qianshui live until tomorrow.
Ling Qianshui's eyelids twitched, his fingers relaxed, and then he sneered: "Do you think you have a chance to kill me?"
Her smile suddenly became brighter and more confident.
"I even killed Miyamoto, but you won't be far away...
Halfway through Ye Fan's words, he felt a pain in his body. He instinctively reached out with his left hand and grasped a knife that was stabbed from behind...
A katana.
The tip of the knife has penetrated into the back.
The handle of the knife is held in a large hand.
Li Dayong.
"Uncle Yong?"
Ye Fan grabbed the blade of the knife, regardless of the bleeding in his palm: "Why?"
Li Dayong looked in pain and sweat was pouring down his face. When he heard Ye Fan's question, veins popped up in his hands, but the sharp blade seemed to be cast in the air, motionless.
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "I never thought that Uncle Yong would stab me."
No matter what the reason was, this stab made his body hurt and his heart hurt even more.
Li Dayong's expression became cold: "Ye Fan, you shouldn't have come to Nanling..."
Ye Fan was considerate: "I know, Uncle Yong, you must have some unavoidable difficulties, right?"
Li Dayong was silent for a long time and shook his head flatly: "No!"
Ye Fan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his face turned pale.
Li Dayong added: "You shouldn't go against the Blood Medicine Sect, you really shouldn't."
