Wei Jun danced with a knife like a tiger, but he couldn't hurt Ye Fan at all.
"Are you a loach? How come you can hide from light!"
Wei Jun said angrily.
"I'm hiding to save you some face. Since you don't want to do it, then I won't hide."
Ye Fan said lightly and then stopped.
The moment he stopped, Wei Jun's knife was already in front of him.
Ye Fan gently stretched out his hand to block it, and the knife broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.
"If you're not good as a person, you're not good with a knife either."
Ye Fan said rather disgustedly.
The team members were all shocked.
Although their swords are not good magic weapons, they are also black iron swords forged by the Qinglong Military Camp.
However, Ye Fanna slapped it into several pieces with a gentle palm.
Before Wei Jun could react, he was slapped by Mark and took a few steps back.
The slap was not heavy, it just brought Wei Jun back to the team.
"It's better for you to think I'm crazy now than to go crazy yourself when you see the corpses all over the battlefield later."
Ye Fan said coldly.
"Don't even think about going back to report to Qinglong. You think I can bring you out without his permission."
These two sentences, on the one hand, explained Ye Fan's purpose of letting them kill people, and on the other hand, they also stopped their thoughts of going back to report to Qinglong.
"let's start!"
After explaining clearly, Ye Fan took out a chair from among them, sat aside, and looked at them coldly.
"I can give you time to prepare mentally, but I hope it won't be too long."
Wei Jun was still there, feeling lost.
Firstly, he didn't dare to kill anyone, and secondly, he couldn't figure out why he would lose to a pampered young man in Guangming Pavilion.
If the opponent defeated him through spiritual power, then he still has an excuse to say it was state suppression.
But Ye Fan never even used his spiritual power.
Seeing that these people were silent for a long time, Ye Fan couldn't help but frowned.
He was about to say something when he saw Wei Jun coming in front of him.
Wei Jun lowered his head, not daring to look at Mark.
"Lord Ye Fan, I asked you to forgive me for being blind before, but we really can't do murder."
Ye Fan looked at Wei Jun, and after a long while, he finally spoke.
"I accept your apology, but this man must be killed."
Ye Fan said slowly.
"Do you think I have nothing to do? I brought you here to hang out in the woods! If you can't get used to killing people now, then you will be the one killed in the next battle."
Perhaps after hearing Wei Jun's apology, Ye Fan's tone became less aggressive.
"Everyone has the first time to kill someone, including me, but you always have to go through this."
After Wei Jun listened to Ye Fan's words, he was silent for a while, then suddenly pulled out a knife from a teammate next to him and looked at one of the evil spies.
He slashed with the knife and used great force to split the spy in half, with his internal organs flowing all over the floor.
During the whole process, he kept his eyes closed.
After cutting the person, he was stunned for a long time before opening his eyes.
"vomit!"
Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, Wei Jun threw the knife in his hand to the ground, ran to the side and vomited.
The other team members looked at this tragic scene with pale faces.
Not long after, there were more than a dozen corpses in front of Ye Fan, and all the members of the team were vomiting at the side.