This time the cough was longer and more intense than any other time.

"Jiu Feng, why don't you kneel down?"

Ye Fan sneered and rushed forward like a cheetah.

Swing out a sword!

"Ye Fan!"

"Ye Fan!"

"Ye Fan!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Seeing Ye Fan rushing towards him, Jiu Feng raised his head with eyes splitting with anger. After he stopped coughing, he started shouting like a madman.

He then took hold of the sharp sword in his hand, flashing like the wind and rolling down toward Ye Fan.

He adopts a desperate strategy of death.

Ye Fan dodged, avoided the opponent's sword, and got close to Jiufeng's body.

The dazzling sword light made everyone think that lightning cracked the sky.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sharp sound, Jiufeng screamed, and an arm broke and flew out.

Ye Fan didn't stop and slammed into his arms.

"boom--"

There was another loud noise, and Jiufeng screamed again, spurting blood from his mouth and nose and falling backwards.

He crashed into the castle hall with a bang.

More than a dozen companions shouted for help, but Yuan Qingyi, Wu Jiuzhou and the others suppressed them.

Ye Fan shook his fish intestine sword and stepped into the hall.

The hall is tall, three stories high, but it has an indescribable gloominess.

But Ye Fan didn't care at all, he only focused on Jiufeng who was leaning on the pillar and panting.

"Jiu Feng, the situation is over..."

Ye Fan stepped forward slowly: "Stop struggling, surrender, I will save your life."

This leader of the murderers must know a lot of secrets.

If they cooperate, not only can Ouyang Wuji and others be ruined, but many unsolved cases can also be solved and the victims can be given an explanation.

Jiufeng endured the pain and roared in a low voice: "You are not qualified! You are not qualified!"

"After today, there will be no more Yinxian Villa, and there will be only a handful of people left alive."

Ye Fan smiled lightly: "If you surrender, you can enjoy your old age in peace. If you don't surrender, life will be worse than death!"

Jiufeng roared: "I have killed countless people. I have already had enough. Come and kill me."

"Okay, let me take a look..."

Seeing Jiufeng so unrepentant, Ye Fan sneered:

"It's you who is tough, or Chen Bahuang and the others are tough."

"Whoosh!"

Just when Ye Fan was about to destroy Jiufeng's hands and feet, a person suddenly appeared from high on the pillar.

Wearing a mask on his face and holding a gun in both hands.

The gun is pointed directly at Ye Fan!
Chapter completed!