"kill!"
The killer in red didn't talk nonsense and directly attacked Ye Fan with his knife.
The murderous aura instantly filled the fishing boat.
Ye Fan stepped back and immediately retreated to the deck.
The air is instantly fresh.
At the same moment, eight scimitars followed closely towards Ye Fan.
"boom--"
That force was like Mount Tai hitting it down with all its strength.
The violent roar was as earth-shattering as a tsunami.
That momentum swept across the earth like a violent wind.
Chen Long laughed loudly: "Brother, this is my eight-chess killer. I wish you good luck."
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched and he shouted: "You are vulnerable."
"Whoosh——"
When the eight scimitars chopped down together, Ye Fan tapped the wall with his toes and soared into the sky like a blue dragon.
He was like a phantom, passing through the gap.
Just a "bang" was heard, a huge impact resounded throughout the fishing boat, and the walls trembled violently.
"ah!"
The wall behind where Ye Fan was standing just now was slashed with eight sharp scimitar marks, which was shocking.
If eight scimitars cut into a flesh and blood body, Ye Fan would definitely lose his life.
This ferocity and viciousness made Ye Fan's murderous intention the strongest!
Seeing that Ye Fan had escaped their attacks, the eight killers in red moved away without any expression on their faces.
Then, the formation changed.
The eight people lined up with a whoosh, like chess pieces occupying a chessboard.
Chen Long shouted out in one breath: "The horse moves toward the sun, the elephant moves toward the field, and the two chariots press the formation, take the lead!"
As soon as the words fell, the two men flew out and struck Ye Fan directly on the head.
The two of them got close and went straight to Ye Fan's heart.
The two men surrounded Ye Fan and blocked Ye Fan's retreat.
There were two other people, their scimitars pointed at Ye Fan, their energy surged, and they could strike with thunder at any time.
"Well done."
Ye Fan couldn't help shouting: "As expected of the first of the twelve zodiac animals!"
The quality of Chenlong's men is far better than that of Chou Niu, and just eight killers bring huge power.
He pinched out a silver needle and inserted it into his body to slow down the onset of the drug's effects.
Then, Ye Fan folded his body upward, turned several somersaults in the air, stepped on his feet, and rose rapidly into the air.
This series of movements looks very much like he is stepping on stairs, or stepping on white clouds in the sky, which makes people feel a little dazzled.
Then, he twisted in mid-air, raised his height by two points, and struck hard at the double-cannon warrior.
Just hearing a bang, the double-cannon warrior groaned and fell from mid-air.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan sank and landed on the ground.
A backhand sword.
The sword flashed, and the sword edge tore through the two horse and two elephant killers, and the four people's expressions changed drastically and they retreated.
It's just that they didn't fall down as Ye Fan imagined, nor did they splatter with blood. Under their clothes, a wisp of white armor loomed.
No doubt, well protected.
Ye Fan was about to add another blow when he saw the double-carriage killer swinging his scimitar and blocking his way forward.
At the same time, the opponent pressed his arms, and twelve crossbow arrows were shot out.
Urgent and ruthless.
Ye Fan straightened his body and turned back to avoid the opponent's plot.
"kill--"
Seeing that Ye Fan had dodged another blow, the eight killers in red joined forces again and struck at Ye Fan again with their scimitars.
Ye Fan's body suddenly bounced, and instead of retreating, he advanced to greet him.
The fish intestines were swung eight times in a row, and the sword was so heavy that it made the opponent's blood boil.
However, they still held firm and held the scimitars in their hands tightly.
"Cars and artillery force the palace, while elephants and horses guard the corners!"
Seeing how troublesome Ye Fan was, Chenlong gave a sharp shout.
The next second, the formation changed again.
Four people brandished scimitars to block the area below Ye Fan. The four people flew into the air and attacked Ye Fan from different directions.
That scimitar, that power, that tacit understanding, it was simply flawless and impeccable.
"Dangdangdang——"
Ye Fan was not frightened at all and swung four swords again.
After four crisp sounds, the four killers in red groaned, their mouths bleeding, their scimitars almost fell from their hands, and they fell from mid-air in pain.
There is no doubt that he was shocked by Ye Fan.
The four companions immediately spread out and quickly caught the four of them. Then the formation changed and they covered the four of them behind.
Ye Fan also took the opportunity to land and stood in a corner, facing the eight people again.
"Go straight to the middle palace, destroy the soldiers and kill the generals!"
Seeing that Ye Fan was more tyrannical than expected, Chenlong's eyes turned cold.
The eight scimitars were instantly superimposed and quickly turned into a tall 'giant'.
All scimitars were placed at his side.
Then, all eight people shouted in unison: "Kill!"
The eight swords were raised at the same time, turning into one sword and slashing towards Ye Fan.
Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.
The eight swords fall at the same angle and kill the same target.
At first glance, the eight swords turned into a giant sword, and the force of an avalanche poured over it.
Chenlong held the teacup and watched the battle calmly, watching how Ye Fan dealt with it.
"Whoosh——"
In the pouring light of the sword, Ye Fan's figure invisibly grew taller, like an inflated ten-meter giant.
The fish intestine in his hand became narrower and longer.
Facing the thunderous sword strike from the killer in red, Ye Fan advanced instead of retreating and roared:
"The Eight Chess Killer is indeed extraordinary. It's a pity that he met me, Ye Fan, tonight."
"Today, I will show you that no matter how many people there are or how fast the knife is, they can't break my middle palace."
After saying that, Ye Fan stamped his feet violently, like a shooting star, rushing towards the giant sword from the ground.
The momentum is like a rainbow, shaking the heaven and the earth.
Eight meters, five meters, three meters... Ye Fan never stopped and rushed directly into the layers of sword light.
To be continued...