Ye Fan stared at Qingjiu playfully, pushing the other party into the abyss of despair bit by bit.

Qingjiu roared: "You are inhumane!"

There are 3,800 people, including many pillars of the country. How could she accept the end of this moment?

Ye Fan did not care about Qingjiu's gradually losing control, and continued to stimulate her:

"No matter whether I have humanity or not, I am your last destination now."

"You not only lost the bet and lost the Wen Zhan, but also became a thorn in the eyes of Ruiguo and Tiemu Tsaihua."

"Leaking the coordinates of the deep-sea prison will not kill you, but the deep-sea prison is blown up because of your leak, and you are destined to be unable to return to Ruiguo."

"As long as Tiemu Shihua and the others know that it is your bad thing, they will not only kill you by any means, but also kill all the people around your family to vent their hatred."

"Chairman Qingjiu is so respectful and rich, he shouldn't be alone, right?"

"By the way, let me tell you one more thing. The elites of the Qingshui Asia-Pacific branch you mobilized will not be able to come to Hengcheng to meet you."

"Sun Jing had an ambush on the second, third and fourth groups who came to support him."

"Thirty Qingshui backbones all died suddenly."

"I have also locked up the branches of the South, Xiangguo, Xinguo and other countries in the Asia-Pacific region."

"If I call out, the Qingshui backbone in the entire Asia-Pacific region will be uprooted."

"I can clear the results of your efforts over the years."

"Qingjiu, you are at the end of your life and you still have a worm on your body. Just kneel down."

"As long as you keep your promise to be my dog, I will let you continue to be rich and prosperous, above thousands of people."

Ye Fan weighed the pros and cons of Qingjiu and awakening the other party was her only way to live.

"The end of the road?"

Qingjiu laughed wildly: "No, I still have a way, that is, to die with you."

The next second, she suddenly ejected at Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, die for me!"

Qingjiu rushed towards Ye Fan, and the murderous intent raged wildly.

Cold, bloodthirsty!

She still reached out in the air and grabbed a shocking dagger.

The momentum was like a rainbow thorn towards Ye Fan's throat.

At this moment, the woman not only ruined the bet, the promises, but also the reason.

Qingjiu just wanted to stab Ye Fan to death with one knife and even die together.

Only in this way can her despair and guilt feel a little better.

All she burst out with all her strength.

But Ye Fan didn't care or dodge, he watched Qingjiu pounce on him peacefully.

He was not confused by the momentum of Qingjiu at all, and was quietly waiting for the woman's attack.

Seeing Ye Fan so calm, Qingjiu laughed completely and his whole body was overwhelmed.

"die!"

The distance was closer, and the Qingjiu thunder attacked, and the sword energy broke through the air.

In the mist, the shadow of the dagger was magnified, like a divine punishment from the sky, landing towards Ye Fan with a bang.

Indestructible, indestructible.

The sound of the hot spring rolling gurgling became smaller, and it seemed that I couldn't bear to see Ye Fan being chopped in half by Qingjiu.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Ye Fan stomped his feet suddenly and the hot spring bounced up instantly.

The warm water splashed on Qingjiu's face like a sharp arrow.

Qingjiu instinctively squinted her eyes and turned her head.

At the same time, the movements were slightly stopped and the whole person fell on the edge of the hot spring.

Ye Fan moved his steps and rushed towards Qingjiu.

"not good."

Feeling that the Qingjiu's expression changed suddenly, and she wanted to retreat after conditioned reflex.

But it's too late.

Ye Fan took a step forward, instantly crossed two meters of void, and appeared in front of Qingjiu.

A punch was blown out.

"when!"

Qingjiu hurriedly lifted the dagger to block it.

Ye Fan's fist hit the dagger, making a shocking sound.

The body of the green violin shook, and he fell and flew out with his man and knife, and rolled out several meters on the ground.

"Swoosh--"

Ye Fan was in power and refused to forgive him. He moved again and turned into a phantom and hit him violently.

"Bang--"

The Qingjiu, who had just struggled to kneel on the ground, had not had time to stabilize her body, but was knocked several meters away by Ye Fan.

Although Qingjiu is powerful and has a tough body, she cannot withstand Ye Fan's attack like this.

Blood was squirting on the spot.

"boom!"

Ye Fan did not give the other party a chance to turn over, and moved his footsteps to the other party.

Then he punched him out without any mercy.

"asshole--"

Qingjiu roared and fought back with all his might, but still could not withstand Ye Fan's attack.

Ye Fan's speed was too fast, too fast, so fast that Qingjiu could not lock the trajectory.

With a loud bang, the Qingjiu was hit in the abdomen by Ye Fan again.

She fell out more than ten meters like a kite with broken string, and then she groaned and vomited blood.

Ye Fan floated up and said, "If you don't accept the Wen Zhan, then you will accept the martial arts battle."

There was no longer any warmth on his face, only the cruelty of destroying flowers with his hands.

"Go to die--"

At this time, the green violin roared and waved his palm.

Three Vulcan moths flew towards Ye Fan.

Then she shook her hair suddenly.

A faint fragrance wafted out from the three thousand black silk, and several black silk shot out.

Sharp and tough.

When Ye Fan avoided the three Vulcan moths, silk wrapped around Ye Fan's hands and feet.

This made Ye Fan unable to move for a moment.

"Swoosh--"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qingjiu instantly approached Ye Fan and waved his right hand suddenly.

Half of the dagger flashed and took Ye Fan's throat.

But at this moment, Ye Fan bent his index finger with his left hand and accurately pointed it into the black silk.

The black silk suddenly collapsed and broke and fell to the ground.

Then Ye Fan raised his right hand.

"flutter--"

Ye Fan pinched the dagger that was close to him.

The next second, Ye Fan blasted out with his left hand.

With a loud bang, the green violin was beaten away by Ye Fan again.

Her mouth and nose sprayed another mouthful of blood.
To be continued...