Even the enemy's conditioned reflex stopped their steps, and no matter how hard they tried, they would be unable to stop Ye Fan's momentum.

The ground around me was soaked in blood, and there were fewer and fewer enemies surrounding me.

"kill!"

Ye Fan took the opportunity to rush over. Several foreign men who had no time to dodge had not yet reacted and found that they were knocked into the air.

Then several axe lights flashed, and all of them fell to the ground with one knife.

"now you!"

Ye Fan rushed towards the Golden Ghost.

He charged very quickly, and a distance of more than ten meters arrived in an instant. The axe in his hand radiated bloodthirsty light in the air.

The face of the Golden Ghost, who was commanding the battle, changed his pace and retreated. The courage of their wolves was slowly disappearing.

"Swoosh--" At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly smelled a trace of danger and he instinctively rushed forward.

Punch! A bullet hits the spot.
Chapter completed!