My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 621

really.

The five ninjas were all deceived by Ye Fan's acting skills.

They laughed and laughed, enjoying the terror they inflicted on others.

"Haha, is this the Huaxia people? Cowardly."

"It's ridiculous to not be able to withstand any fright."

"Fortunately, they keep saying that they are a great country. If this scene is seen by others, they will become the laughing stock of the whole world."

……

Ye Fan's expression is extremely rich, after fear, adaptation and fear, and finally helpless, he can only accept the various subtle changes of fate.

Meng Lu watched from the side with her mouth slightly open, in shock.

"Isn't this really good at acting? How could the majestic monster be afraid of a few ordinary humans? It's so fun! You're really talented."

There used to be no actors.

At that time, actors were collectively called actors, and they belonged to the lower class.

But after watching so many actors perform, there is no one who can compare with Ye Fan.

His acting skills are rough, heroic, and vivid...

Ye Fan sighed.

"Everyone, I have a question, can I ask?"

Several people frowned instantly, extremely cautious.

"what is the problem?"

"Say, who are you? Are you a Chinese soldier?"

It's good to be vigilant.

But under my acting skills it was all bubbles.

Ye Fan showed a look of seeing through the world and life.

"No, I'm just a woodcutter! What I want to ask is, why do you want to kill me? I have no grudges against you."

"So that's the question! Baga, you are a Chinese, how can you ask us noble people's questions? You want to die!"

"Huaxia has a saying that when a person is about to die, it doesn't matter if we tell him."

"Hey! Tremble! Huaxia people, we have stolen your military information."

"If you can send it back to our country, you will lose a lot of money, an astronomical figure."

……

Military intelligence?

That thing is useless to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was a little unwilling, he came out to perform a mission, at least he wanted to get paid.

"Just intelligence? No money or anything?"

"Hmph, a frog in a well! A piece of military information is far more important than money."

"Oh, boring!"

"Oh, do you have money personally?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"I want to know how much property a noble person owns."

"Haha! Are you envious? We are all outstanding ninjas in Japan, and money is just a number to us."

"Is there more, there are still tens of millions."

Several ninjas became more and more crazy.

More and more details were revealed.

But a trace of disdain flashed in Ye Fan's eyes.

Only tens of millions, poor ghost.

It was in vain for me to spend such a long time.

"Okay, one last question. Can you tell me your honorable names?"

"Of course, please keep it in your heart and tell Lord Yan!"

"Daily escape, Colonel."

"The moon is going to the big tree."

……

Ye Fan: "..."

It's going day by day, month by month, always pulling like this, the body can bear it.

I almost understand it.

Ye Fan patted the floating dust off his body.

restore the original state.

"Stop playing, the time is almost up."

"What do you mean?"

Several people frowned.

"I just want to kill you, go back and deliver the task."

"Haha, it's just you alone?"

"That's right! You are just a group of ants to me. No matter how many you have, you can't beat a raging fire."

"Baga! Don't be arrogant, Huaxia people!"

"I told you earlier that Huaxia people are very cunning, don't talk nonsense with him."

"kill!"

"Roar!"

The five of them didn't talk about Wude at all.

They sacrificed their sinister samurai swords one after another, and rushed over together.

"Play with weapons? You can't."

"Come out, Golden Cudgel!"

"Shh!"

A mighty and domineering long staff instantly appeared out of thin air, and that aura rushed straight to Xiaohan, as if even the clouds in the sky had dissipated a lot.

Meng Lu was shocked again.

"Isn't this the weapon of the Western Fighting and Victory Buddha? How could he have it? Could it be that he and the Fighting and Victory Buddha are still brothers?"

Such a scary background.

No wonder he looks fearless about anything.

If it was her, I'm afraid she would have more confidence than Ye Fan.

"Dangdangdang!"

The crisp sound is endless.

When a samurai sword meets a golden cudgel, it's like an egg meets a bone, and everything shatters.

"what?"

"His weapon is very evil, don't fight recklessly, use ninjutsu!"

"it is good!"

The tactical cooperation of several people is extremely tacit.

In an instant, it changed from melee combat to long-distance attack.

The five people separated in all directions, and their hands continued to seal to launch ninjutsu.

"Okay, today I will use Huaxia's martial arts to fight against your ninjutsu!"

Ye Fan looked like he was ready to go, and the spiritual energy in his body was rolling.

As long as the thought comes, it will explode like thunder.

"Ultimate Profound Truth -- Burial of Ten Shadows."

Immediately, one of the ninjas yelled loudly, and his body seemed to split into countless branches, rushing in all directions.

I go!

Isn't this the skill in One Punch Man?

Facing the ten clones, Ye Fan stood there sluggishly.

"Haha, are you scared? Suffer!"

"Does Ten Shadow Burial just want to beat me? Look at me, serious series - repeated horizontal jumps."

"boom!"

The ground was cracked inch by inch by Ye Fan's step.

The extraordinary speed seemed to form countless clones in space, far more than ten in number.

"Nani?"

"Why do you know ninjutsu?"

Ye Fan glanced at his mouth: "Who said this is ninjutsu? You haven't seen the 97 version of Tianlongbabu after seeing it. I use Lingboweibu."

"Sophistry, you are going to die!"

Countless sword lights flashed.

But they were all dodged by Ye Fan.

"It's better for you to die."

Ye Fan no longer hesitated.

Punch out.

"puff!"

Blood spilled all over the air, and that name was terminated with a punch.

Meng Lu looked amused.

"Zong Zuanfeng really likes to play! The garbage that can be killed with one finger, but it has to be crushed with gorgeous but impractical skills."

"I'm so happy! I was able to see such a big show."

Immediately, Ye Fan looked back and smiled.

"A soul, I leave it to you!"

"Okay! I'll beat him to death."

As she said that, without hesitation, Meng Lu took out the mourning stick and smashed it down.

The Japanese ninja disappeared without a trace.

Since then, there is no trace of him in the world, and he will never be reborn forever!
"So strong."

"We have to kill him with one blow."

"Roms!"

But this time.

Ye Fan didn't wait for them to make an effort, but took the lead.

"Look at the strength of my Huaxia martial arts, the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, the Dog Beating Stick, and the Palm of Desperate Soul..."

One set down.

The ninjas died one by one.

There was only one person left with terrified eyes: "No..."

But it's not over yet.

In an instant, it was swallowed by a five-clawed golden dragon.

"It really is a dragon!"

Meng Lu understood.

Last time, she still didn't believe that Ye Fan was a dragon.

But this time, I saw it with my own eyes and believed it.

You know, the Dragon Clan's secret technique has been passed down from generation to generation.

Anyone who is not of this kind cannot cultivate.

Can't be fake at all.

He is simply too good to be true.

The status is distinguished and approachable.

Gradually, a fan girl is quietly forming beside her...

(End of this chapter)