My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 838 The Rescue Arrives
"boom!"

Ye Fan's punch has already arrived.

This time it is not perfect.

It's the real Dragon Fold Fist.

It's like punching a kid.

The blood from the beating was scattered all over the sky, and it was everywhere.

With just three punches, more than a dozen people were killed.

In an instant, the night became silent, and everyone in Moxumen's eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

One punch is seconds away?

The rest were amazed.

A look of fear flashed in the eyes of the third elder.

But it disappeared in an instant.

He said, "Hmph, it's obviously a confrontation, but it's despicable and shameless to run behind and sneak attack!"

"The style of play is obscene, and it makes all warriors feel ashamed."

Ye Fan smiled and pointed to the third elder.

"In this case, you, come here, let's fight each other, I won't sneak attack!"

The third elder was named, and subconsciously took a step back.

But stand up immediately.

He didn't even understand what happened to him.

How can you be afraid of a child with no hair at all.

"Elder Mochou, go ahead and kill Brother Zhuanfeng."

"Go crush him! Take revenge for the brothers."

Luo Yiwen said calmly: "Elder, I'm afraid no one is his opponent except you! I can only ask you to do it yourself."

your sister!You shouted vigorously, you go!

Ye Fan is so fierce, it's too risky to fight him one-on-one.

It's so boring.

"If you don't come, I will come in person."

As he said that, he rushed into the crowd again, specifically picking out trash disciples to kill.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Elder Mo Chou quietly withdrew from the fighting circle.

He took out a firework from his bosom and lit it silently!

A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops meet!

"Boom boom boom!"

The fireworks exploded in the air, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw the word 'blood' was particularly conspicuous, illuminating the entire night sky.

This firework is Mo Xumen's most advanced emergency firework, as long as Mo Xumen sees the firework, Mo Xumen will help him without hesitation.

He wants to gather the power of the sect to fight against Ye Fan.

This kid is really evil.

And when Elder Mochou set off the fireworks, there were only three people present who could stand.

Ye Fan, Elder Mo Chou and Luo Yiwen.

Elder Mo Chou was stunned, where are his apprentices?

Why are you lying on the ground, sleepy?

Even Luo Yiwen was covered in blood, as if being watered by blood.

It's fighting, why are you bathing in blood!
Of course, these are all Elder Mochou's assumptions.

Except for Luo Yiwen, all the juniors were dead.

And Luo Yiwen was also on the verge of falling, and at the end of the fall, he fixed his gaze on Elder Mo Chou.

His eyes were full of unwillingness and doubt.

Why are we all dead and you don't get on?
Don't you dare?

Aren't you an innate strongman, aren't you an elder?

Why let the disciple die in front of you.

Elder Mo Chou was numb from this look, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Ye Fan. In his eyes, Ye Fan was a demon, a demon who harvested everyone's lives.

The strength he displayed made people unable to arouse any fighting spirit at all.

"thump!"

The scene in front of her left Elder Mo Chou without the slightest thought of resisting, and instantly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Brother, uncle, please spare my dog's life! Don't kill me! I have an 80-year-old mother on top of me, and a three-year-old child waiting to be fed..."

"It's all Luo Yiwen, let me kill you."

"You and I have never met each other in life. We have no enmity or grudge. Why should I kill you? Can you let me go? Brother, a good man will have a safe life!"

I go!

Served so fast?
Ye Fan didn't expect either.

The dignified elder of the sect knelt down without hitting him.

Could it be that his recent compulsion is too strong?
Can you subdue the enemy without fighting?
The other bald men were also stunned.

But then there was a burst of warm cheers and applause.

"Boss, you are too arrogant!"

"Tough as you! We obeyed."

"Hahaha, there is such a boss, his face is full of light."

"I was scared to kneel by the enemy. I want to kneel too, but I just want to be your fan."

……

Ye Fan smiled and waved his hand.

"Routine operation, everyone don't 6, sit down for me."

"Boss, how to deal with him?" Dai Si came over and asked.

Ye Fan smiled: "Let's see if we can attract big prey."

Immediately, he turned his attention to the latter again.

"You just set off fireworks for help?"

"Brother, I made a mistake by accident, not on purpose." Elder Mo Chou looked bitter, afraid that Ye Fan would blame him.

Ye Fan's personality is too weird, he can't figure it out.

He couldn't say which string was wrong and killed him.

He didn't dare to take his life for a joke.

"It's okay, I didn't blame you. What is the realm of the strongest people in your Moxumen?"

Elder Mo Chou hurriedly kowtowed in thanks, every kowtow was very sincere.

"The strongest person is the suzerain, who is at the peak of innateness, and the other elders are all newcomers to innateness."

"Oh!"

Ye Fan nodded.

It seems that there is no murderous intention.

Dai Si was a little worried.

"Boss, don't let him go! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles."

"WTF?"

Ye Fan just finished speaking.

Turning a knife into his hands, he slashed directly at Mo Chou's head.

When he was unable to guard against it, it directly ruined his life.

"Look, you need to pay attention to the timing of killing! Let him relax his vigilance and kill, and it will save some trouble."

Even if Mo Chou's strength is not enough to make Ye Fan afraid.

Not even a lot of effort.

But wouldn't spike kills be more fragrant?

As for being so ruthless and decisive.

Ye Fan said that it was only for those four words—to do justice for the sky.

The existence of this trash sect will only make more people suffer.

"Bull! What a surprise."

The corner of Dai Si's mouth twitched, he admired the boss in front of him more and more.

Ye Fan thought for a moment, since Mo Chou had sent out fireworks for help.

Then more experts from Moxu Sect will arrive as scheduled.

"What a bull, it seems that I can't sleep tonight! Just wait."

"By the way, let all the brothers gather here, and there must be no casualties."

"no problem."

……

At this moment, Mo Xumen has probably gathered more than 30 warriors.

The strongest are the two innates, and there are many grandmasters, almost the strongest combat power of Mo Xumen.

Each of them carried a murderous aura, obviously coming for revenge.

"Elder Mo Zhuo, look, those corpses in front seem to belong to sect disciples."

Second Elder Mo Sang pointed at the corpses of Luo Yiwen, Elder Mo Chou and others.

Some of these corpses were headless, and some were bodyless. The most frightening one was Elder Mo Chou. His head fell to the ground upright, and his dead eyes were still staring in horror.

His eyes were on them.

"Sin, these disciples are all good seedlings of Moxu Sect, why did they die so miserably?"

Elder Mo Sang had an angry expression on his face, and his body trembled with anger.

"Where is the murderer? Who killed my disciple."

(End of this chapter)