Then the fragments flicked violently, hitting the body of Can Xue who was rushing towards him.

Can Xue's body shook, and dozens of blood holes appeared on his body.

Countless blood splashed out.

The long sword was also shattered, leaving only half of it.

Can Xue held half of the long sword and fell to the ground with a cry.

Before she could howl, Mark already stepped on her throat.

Life is extinguished.

"ah--"

Ye Fan killed three people in a row with every move, his body stiffened, and then he ran away.

"Whoosh——"

Ye Fan jumped up and punched the life-chasing vest.

"ah--"

Zhui Ming screamed and fell, blood spurted from his mouth and nose. He gritted his teeth and got up and continued running for more than ten meters.

Then his heart burst and he fell down, lifeless.

All four masters died violently.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Block! Block!"

Seeing Ye Fan killing people like a dog, Bei Wujiang's face changed as he sensed danger.

Judging from the sudden death of Nu Zun and his fellow disciples, Bei Wujiang judged that Ye Fan was probably in a state of great perfection.

If he had not been attacked by a surprise attack and his life was not injured, he could still have relied on his strength to fight against the overwhelming number of people.

Now he was in severe pain when walking and couldn't resist Ye Fan at all.

He was very angry that Ye Fan tricked him into opening more than a dozen levels and successfully attacked him.

Otherwise, Ye Fan would have died on the road, and at least he would not have been seriously injured.

It’s a pity that there is no regret medicine!

Now we can only avoid its sharpness!

"Boy, wait, I will kill you sooner or later!"

Thinking of this, Bei Wujiang decided that the hero would not suffer the immediate loss.

He grabbed a long knife and turned back to the camp.

There is a movable safe house inside the red tent, which cannot be blasted away by heavy artillery. If you hide inside, you can avoid Ye Fan's attack.

Moreover, it would also allow him to buy time to calmly mobilize eight hundred experts to rush over to surround and kill Ye Fan.

No matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he can't defeat eight hundred masters.

But it's too late.

"Bei Wujiang, take a stab at me!"

When Bei Wujiang was about to step into the red camp, Ye Fan had already broken through the last human wall, grabbed a knife and rushed over.

The man followed the knife and struck out at Bei Wujiang.

"boom!"

The void exploded and the wind and clouds changed color.

The entire red tent seemed to have been split open by Ye Fan's knife.

"You bastard, you're going too far!"

Seeing this, Bei Wujiang also burst into anger, roared and brandished his sword to resist.

"when!"

A loud noise resounded throughout the entire Beida camp.

The two sword lights also stung the Bei clan guards who rushed over.

Bei Wujiang tried his best to block the attack, but still could not withstand Ye Fan's sword.

The endless power poured down like a river.

"flutter!"

Bei Wujiang was as fragile as paper, and he was split in half on the spot with a knife.

that moment.

Bei Wujiang, who was finally conscious, looked up into the air and looked at Ye Fan's falling figure...

I feel like a god has come into the world!

Then, there was another flash of sword light.

Bei Wujiang’s head fell to the ground!
Chapter completed!