"If you are sensible, put down the knife, kneel down and beg me. If you serve me well, I can give Mark a happy one."

"If you don't believe it, give it a try."

He wanted to make Ye Fan's life worse than death and make Song Hongyan suffer terribly.

Song Hongyan's eyes were firm: "Stop dreaming, even if I die, I will not bow to you, and Mark will not allow me to bow."

"That not only hurts his person, but also kills his heart."

"I won't let him down!"

She saw clearly that kneeling down to surrender was just to let Takeda humiliate Ye Fan even more.

She had already let Ye Fan die here, and she could no longer let him die with regrets.

"You really surprised me, okay, let me see how hard your bones can be!"

Takeda Hideyoshi laughed endlessly, and then shouted: "Someone, drag Ye Fan out and break his limbs!"

"Whoosh!"

Three masters of the blood medicine sect jumped onto the high platform and rushed behind the red screen like a rainbow.

They were going to drag Ye Fan out and hand him over to Takeda Hideyoshi.

flutter!

There was a sharp sound, and three masters of the blood medicine sect screamed and fell out.

His throat was stained with blood and he was lifeless.

The next second, Ye Fan burst out from behind the screen, holding a blood-stained fish intestine sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!