Countless questions arose in his mind. Yi Fan felt that his physical strength was being consumed minute by minute. He could only think of two ways to stay in Huadu.
The first is to ask Yu Ling to fight and Yan Xiaoyu to take action, so that he still doesn't have to use the butcher knife, but next time there will still be others who dare to criticize the Yi family in front of him, or even accuse the latest chapter of Concubine Qing without saying a word.
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Secondly, he killed all these people with his own hands, leaving no one behind. He even went so far as to show off his strongest combat power in a ruthless manner, making everyone fear him and not dare to be too presumptuous in front of him.
But no matter which one it is, this is not the choice Yi Fan wants. Just imagining killing someone makes his hands tremble.
Seeing that Yan Xiaoyu couldn't stand it any longer, he had already summoned [Wufeng] to intervene in the battle. One can imagine what would happen to these people, and they would definitely be dead.
Does it have to be this way?
Isn’t it possible not to kill?
Could it be... okay, kill!
With a 'swish' sword, bright red sprayed on Yi Fan's face, and he saw the big man holding the hammer holding his throat, staring at him with eyes wide open, with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes staring at him.
Yi Fan's heart trembled, and his whole body couldn't help but shiver. The guilt was corroding his mind bit by bit.
Seeing someone die again, everyone couldn't help but become vigilant. They didn't dare to rush forward for a while, and they all circled around Yi Fan, carefully observing his every move.
Yi Fan tried his best to restrain his trembling. Along with the tinnitus caused by fear, he only felt a buzzing in his ears. Yan Xiaoyu could be heard faintly and laughed loudly: "Not bad, it's a good start."
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A good start? Why is killing good? Why can human death be called good?
Yi Fan stared closely at the resentful and unwilling eyes of the big man and asked himself: "He was killed by me. What did he do? Why did he have to die? And why was his death called a good thing?" Countless
Tangles and questions arise in my mind, like lotus roots intertwined and tangled.
Yi Fan held his head with one hand and his chest with the other. Under countless unsolvable entanglements, he felt pain, but he didn't know whether it was a headache or heartache.
He roared violently, scaring everyone back three steps in an instant.
Seeing this strange situation, Yan Xiaoyu was startled and said blankly: "Is Yi Fan going to be okay?"
Yu Lingzheng shook his head helplessly: "We all know that Yi Fan has a simple and kind heart. Perhaps when he broke through the Gui clan's army, what he did was not true. Even if he killed people, he would not see the consequences. But this time, he wielded a butcher's knife.
, seeing someone die in his hands must be an unprecedented blow to him. He will change, but how he becomes will definitely have an answer after this battle."
The cold wind whistled past his ears, and his hair was fluttering, as messy as his thoughts. Yi Fan's body no longer trembled, his expression was cold and his eyes were empty, like a cold-blooded and ruthless person, his breath gradually became calmer, and there was a faint air
A violent and powerful force was emitted, which made everyone fearful, and they all avoided it and did not dare to step forward.
"Come together, none of you will survive today." Yi Fan shook his hand, and his long sword made a clanging sound, and the cold chill instantly froze everyone present.
Suddenly, a big man wielded a huge ax and shouted: "We have nearly a hundred people, are we still afraid of you?" He stamped his feet and jumped up, with red divine aura coming from his body. He smashed the ax and shouted: "Mountain-opening ax -
Rock breaks.”
"God Cultivator?" Everyone was surprised. They didn't expect that there was a God Cultivator hidden inside. The crowd's momentum suddenly increased. In an instant, seven more men and women released their divine auras, called out their moves, and attacked Yi Fan almost at the same time.
Yi Fan stood still, his eyes locked on the eight people, and sneered: "I can't see that there are people at the fifth level of mortal transformation. Haha, it seems that I just went too far. It's a pity..." in a low voice.
He muttered, and at the moment when the giant ax hit him, he stepped sideways, the sword in his hand flashed with light, and pierced the man's throat in one fell swoop. He immediately picked up the giant ax and threw it at a man in the air.
'Dang' The man blocked the giant ax with his sword. Unexpectedly, Yi Fan was so fast that he swung the blade with his backhand and cut him in half. With a miserable scream, his bloody internal organs fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Too bad, two god cultivators were killed so easily, let's go." One person yelled. Although they are good martial artists, they don't have the slightest breath in their bones. Seeing Yi Fan kill someone as if they were breathing, naturally they don't dare to
Fight again.
‘Swish, swish, swish…’
Yi Fan was full of murderous intent, swinging his sword like a rainbow, like a god of war. No one could escape the power of his sword. In an instant, there was a massacre, and countless miserable howls were heard. Nearly a hundred mortal knights fell in a pool of blood, and not a single one of them could escape.
They all survived, but died of exhaustion.
At this time, only the six cultivators survived. They glanced at the corpses on the ground, feeling extremely panicked. Smelling the pungent smell of blood, they felt their insides turning and making them sick.
A woman couldn't help but tremble and begged for mercy: "I can't see Taishan. Please give me more, Mr. Yi Shaoxia..." When several people saw her begging for mercy, they all wanted to call a truce.
But Yi Fan didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and said coldly: "This happened because of you, and you actually forced me to use a butcher's knife. How can I let you go?"
After saying that, Yi Fan waved his hand and hit the long sword. With a movement of his body, he appeared in front of the woman in an instant. Three holes of blood spilled out like a fountain. Before she could scream, her head was cut off.
Two of them were taken aback and subconsciously turned around and ran away. The other three joined forces to attack and shouted out their own moves to attack.
Yi Fan had a calm look on his face. As the three of them approached, the four-foot-long sword in his hand was filled with a layer of silver-white sword energy. He whispered: "Five Spirit Sword Technique - Fenyan." As he said this, the sword suddenly ignited.
A ball of fierce fire arose, entered the body from the handle, and coated Yi Fan's body with a layer of blazing flames at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye. He was like a fire god of war, and his momentum was breathtaking.
The Fire God of War let out a strange roar, and then raised his flaming sword to slash through the void, and three blazing sword energy flew out in an instant.
'boom!'
The sword energy collided with the three people, making a loud bang, the sound was deafening. Two of them were unable to resist and were instantly burned to ashes. The other person resisted for a moment, but was still ignited by the fire, and his whole person was turned into ashes.
The burning man screamed miserably, struggled for a while like a headless fly, and then fell to the ground dead.
Just when the flaming sword energy flew out, Yi Fan returned to normal. Without even looking at the two people who were running away, he immediately threw the long sword. The next moment, he only heard a scream from the distance. He made a move with his bare hands.
, pointed at the back of another person, and whispered: "Five Spirit Sword Technique - Instant Blade Wuchen."
Then, a brilliant arc of light was drawn in the dark sky, hitting the man accurately and killing him on the spot. Then the sword glowed with light and slowly floated back to Yi Fan.
Yi Fan didn't care about the corpses on the ground, glanced at the sword, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Fen Yan couldn't turn you into ashes. You are of good quality. From now on, you will be called [Fen Yan]."
Just as Yi Fan was putting [Fen Yan] into the Sky-Swallowing Ring, Ling Yiyi came to him anxiously, holding a fragrant silk scarf in her hand, and wiped the blood stains from his face with her own hands, saying softly:
He said: "You're not hurt, right? I was really worried about you just now."
The voice was very soft and soft, and when Yi Fan smelled it, he found that the silk scarf had the same smell as her body, and it was obviously something close to her body. No matter where she looked at it, her words and deeds would arouse people's imagination.
Yu Lingzheng felt very uncomfortable when he saw it. Yi Fan was also shocked and quickly took the silk scarf. He accidentally touched the beauty's little hand, but saw her smiling, with a hint of love in her smile. He playfully withdrew his hand and wiped it again.
: "You can't see your own face clearly, haha, I'd better help you."
"Uh... no need, I'll just freshen up later." Yi Fan could already smell the jealousy on Yu Lingzheng, and he hurried away for fear of misunderstanding.
Ling Yiyi smiled, threw the silk scarf over, and said with a smile: "Then help me wash it by the way."
Yi Fan took the silk scarf and didn't allow him to react at the moment, so he didn't say anything. He hurriedly booked the best room with the shopkeeper and ordered someone to prepare hot water.
Soaking in the bucket, Yi Fan scrubbed the silk scarf and sighed: "It's over, it's over, my sister-in-law's attitude towards me...I hope Brother Yu won't misunderstand me."
Suddenly the door creaked open.
Yan Xiaoyu rubbed his temples and said calmly: "How is it?"
"How about what?" Yi Fan dried the silk scarf naked and returned to the bucket.
"Kill people!" Yan Xiaoyu felt a little worried when he saw his appearance just now, so he came here to show concern.
"I can't say it's good, but I understand that if I don't take action, either they will be killed by you, or I will be killed by them. I know that I can't rely on you forever, so I have to do this today." Yi Fan sighed with emotion, his eyes
She couldn't help but blush, looked at her hands, and said sadly: "It seems that my hands will never be clean."
"That's what a strong person is all the way. Whoever is the stepping stone depends on whose heart is firmer. It doesn't matter if your hands are not clean, but if your heart is dirty, you will never be able to look back in this life." Yan Xiaoyu stood on his shoulder.
After patting it, he suddenly thought of something and asked with a smile: "I think Ling Yiyi seems to be very good to you. When I wiped you just now, it felt like a young couple."
"Brother Yan, you can't say this nonsense, she is my sister-in-law, just now... that..." Yi Fan wanted to explain, but couldn't.
Yan Xiaoyu shrugged: "I can't explain the emotional thing, but everything has a sense of propriety, well... it should be so, no matter what! Anyway, if you control it well, there shouldn't be any problem. I will watch over Yu Lingzheng.
Yes, don't worry." These words were obviously intended to push the boat along and mess with the situation.
Yi Fan's face twitched and he warned: "I have nothing to do, so don't talk nonsense to Brother Yu."
"Hey, do I look like someone who talks nonsense? Come down as soon as you finish washing. The dishes are about to be served."