The Hongmen and European and American warriors were originally evenly matched. With the addition of Chu Mingxin, the European and American side had a slight upper hand, but it was still difficult to win all at once.
Chu Mingxin's martial arts realm is the Breaking Mortal Realm, but she is also proficient in the method of cultivating immortals. The ordinary Breaking Mortal Realm is not her opponent at all, but the opponent has a warrior who has entered the Saint Realm.
Coupled with her lack of combat experience, she was repeatedly injured, but at least she was able to avoid fatal injuries.
"Borrow the sword and use it!"
Chu Mingxin took off a sharp sword from a dead man and swung the long sword. The sword's light was like the flowing water of a mountain stream, extending continuously. It seemed soft, but it was extremely tough, soft and yet strong.
With a body as light as a swallow, he dodged the incoming spear and moved to the side. The sword light cut across the enemy's arm. There was only a bloody wound, which was not fatal.
"Oh, Ning Jiujian's swordsmanship!"
Ye Fan looked at it not far away and immediately recognized this sword technique.
When he brought the people back from Southeast Asia, he immediately gave them to the owner of the stream, Yu Weige, to help take care of them. He should have learned this during this period.
Ning Jiujian's swordsmanship is full of tricks, and this "Mountain Stream Playing in the Water" is the most classic. It can be continuously upgraded, and the master of the stream teaches her personally. Her swordsmanship is much more exquisite.
However, her swordsmanship is still a bit rusty, there are too many tricks, and she cannot adapt to changes in time. She is just practicing swordsmanship and has not really used it in actual combat.
After all, there is a difference between learning and actual combat.
But as long as lives are not harmed, Ye Fan will not participate.
The battle lasted a long time, and the Hongmen people gradually fell into a disadvantage and were killed one by one.
At the end of the battle, Chu Mingxin was panting from exhaustion. Her body was covered with scars and bleeding. Her face was slightly pale. She looked in the direction of Mark and showed a bright smile.
She persisted.
A white man wanted to step forward to help her, but was overtaken by others.
Ye Fan turned into a ray of light and shadow, blocking the white man and supporting her.
The European and American warriors in front of them were all stunned.
Ye Fan's speed was so fast that people couldn't react.
"This...are you the Chinese Ye Fan who has been very popular recently?"
Finally, someone recognized me, and their faces were full of surprise and respect.
Ye Fan glanced at the people present and asked:
"Do you have anyone from the Holy See?"
The man added: "We are not from the European Union, nor are we from the Holy See. Junior Gray Mitchell, senior can just call me Gray. This is..."
Ye Fan said: "She is my wife."
Gray Mitchell hurriedly said: "Gray has seen my sister-in-law, please hurry up and see your sister-in-law."
Everyone else hurriedly clasped their fists respectfully to see my sister-in-law.
Chu Ming felt a little embarrassed.
Ye Fan asked: "Why are they chasing you?"
Gray Mitchell took out a secret fruit. It was red, like a heart, and the skin looked a bit like dragon fruit. It exuded a faint fragrance, held it up with both hands, and said:
"Prajna Precious Mist Fruit, they came here for this reason. When they meet their seniors, they should be filial to them."
They are all warriors in the holy realm, but they have heard about Ye Fan's deeds, killing 100,000 people with one palm, and even the warriors in the ultimate realm were seriously injured and dying.
If Ye Fan wanted to kill them for the Prajna Precious Mist Fruit, they would have no chance to resist. They might as well offer it proactively to gain a chance of survival and maybe make a friend.
Ye Fan took it over, cut off a small piece, gave it back to him, and said:
"My wife has just contributed. She deserves a small share. I won't take any more. This is what you deserve, take it."
Gray Mitchell and others smiled.
"That's right. Sister-in-law can have them all if she wants. We also have other treasures..."
As he said that, he was about to take out other treasures.
Ye Fan gave his wife a small piece of Prajna Precious Mist Fruit to eat, telling her to refine it, and then looked at the treasures of these people. There were quite a few, but none of them were at the level of holy medicine.
It may be useful to the people of the sect, but it is useless to yourself.
"These are your treasures, what should I do with yours?" Ye Fan waved his hand and asked:
"Gray, I want the Prajna Precious Mist Fruit Tree, where is it?"
Gray Mitchell said: "The fruit tree has been taken away by a person from China called Amaterasu. I heard that there are many experts over there. It may be impossible to get it."
"Are you interested, let's do it?" When Ye Fan heard that it was Amaterasu Sect, he suddenly became interested and said:
"I only want this fruit tree. If I get other treasures, you can take them."
Gray Mitchell was a little excited. He looked at the brothers next to him and glanced questioningly. He seemed to be communicating with his eyes, and everyone nodded.
"Ye, we will fight with you!"
"Walk!"
The group of people stepped on the white snow and left.
The speed was extremely fast, and soon we left the snow and came to a swamp. There were many small lakes nearby, and occasionally we could see some birds and monsters.
We even saw two huge monster beasts at the bottom of the lake rushing towards them, and were directly killed by Ye Fan and others.
"There's a fight over there!"
Gray Mitchell pointed into the distance and vaguely saw figures fighting.
Ye Fan circulated his energy, looked at it intently, smiled, and said:
"They are monsters and people from the Amaterasu Sect."
"Monster? Then should we sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers, or should we stand with the monster?"
"Those monsters are my friends, let's go!"
Stepping at a low altitude, the group of people moved forward quickly.
Ye Fan had already taken out the Yin-Yang Ruler in his hand. Suddenly, the momentum was majestic, the sword energy surged, the surrounding swamps boiled, and the lake water was cut by the sword energy and splashed.
The sword slashed past, the sword light tore apart vertically and horizontally, and the swamp mud splashed up to a height of more than ten meters.
Ye Fan's true self also followed closely.
Clang, clang, clang...
"ah……"
Five people were killed with one sword, blood spurted out, and their bodies fell into the swamp mud.
"Ye Fan?"
When the people from Amaterasu Sect saw Ye Fan, they immediately panicked.
The monsters were a little excited when they saw Ye Fan. Although they couldn't speak human words, they were still excited.
They are monsters in the secret realm of formlessness.
"People from the Amaterasu Sect, I will kill every one I see, and you will all die!"
Ye Fan's words were cold and he stared at the nearly a hundred people in front of him. These people were destined to die.
Gray and others had already captured the back row and spread out to prevent them from escaping.
"Ye Fan, are you going to kill us for the monster?" A young man was holding a scimitar, with sharp eyes, and there was a lot of blood on his body, which was the blood of the monster.
Ye Fan glanced at a giant ape next to him, patted it on the shoulder, and said:
"Brother Ape, long time no see!"
The giant ape showed his big white teeth and nodded.
The young man from Amaterasu Sect was shocked and said, "Do you know each other?"
Ye Fan raised his hand, and the Yin Yang Ruler burst out with strong sword intent and said:
"Sorry, we are old friends. You will die today!"
"Wait!" He waved his hands hurriedly and said, "Don't kill us, we are still useful to you."
"Oh? What's the use?"
"You may not know that if you kill my disciples of Amaterasu Sect in Wanchao City, Amaterasu Sect will definitely not give up. According to the information I got, Amaterasu Sect will attack your sect while you are at the ruins.
The sect will be completely destroyed and there will be no more Beidou Sect in the world. If you take us as hostages, we can be used as a bargaining chip in negotiations."
"That's it?" Ye Fan didn't care at all.
This has been expected for a long time.
Junior brother Wang Ke is guarding the sect. He has been in the ruins for so long and still doesn’t know what the situation is like in the sect.
With a gentle wave of his hand, a terrifying sword light cut across the air, and the air was cut off, creating a gap, and said:
"Kill all those who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
The silhouette of the figure followed the shadow of the sword, and the sword cut across the crowd and entered the crowd.
Gray and others also rushed in, and hundreds of monster friends also roared in anger and rushed in.