Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

He roared angrily, "Why did you help me?"

"Because you saved me, you are considered my half benefactor!"

The woman in white robe said indifferently: "And I don't like to owe favors to others!"

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, he took out a bank card and threw it in front of the woman in white robe.

He believed that he had saved the woman in white robe, but in this world, it is not trustworthy to repay kindness and revenge.

He just needs to know that the white-robed woman has no ill intentions towards him. As for other things, Ye Fan doesn't want to care about them for the time being.

He is more concerned about his own safety.

"Thank you!"

The woman in white robe was not polite, she took the bank card and put it in, then took out a medicine bottle from the carrying case and threw it to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan pinched off the lid and sniffed, and found a fragrance of grass and trees.

He couldn't stop asking, "What is this?"

The woman in white robe ignored Ye Fan, but stared at the old man in black robe and shouted:

"I am going to kill you!"

After she finished speaking, she stretched her body and rushed towards the old man in black robe like a whirlwind.

"Hahaha, you want to kill me? Too childish!"

Seeing the woman rushing over, the black-robed old man let out a smirk, and then he swung his hands together, creating more than a dozen handprints in an instant.

Countless air currents converged around him, roaring along with his movements.

Chapter 838 The so-called ghost way, secret room mystery

The battle here was in a hurry, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in white robe and the old man in black robe.

The light of the ancient tomb was lit at this moment.

In the middle of the tomb, there was a yellow pages strangely placed.

Ye Fan's heart jumped violently, with a bad premonition.He wanted to grab that thing, but was stopped by two masters in front of him.

Ye Fan's eyes were about to burst: "Get lost!"

"Jie Jie..." The two monsters laughed grinningly at the same time, as if they had heard the funniest joke, but then the expressions on their faces suddenly became ferocious: "Today I will show you how powerful our ghosts are!"

"Ghost way?" Ye Fan snorted coldly: "What rubbish!"

"Looking for death!" the black-robed old man shouted angrily, and then he stretched out both palms.

The white-robed woman was not idle either, she stamped her right foot on the ground heavily, and the whole cave suddenly shook violently.

Then she clapped her palms out.

"boom!"

Two huge energy shot towards Ye Fan like cannonballs.

This time the attack was stronger than before.

Ye Fan's face changed slightly, knowing that he would suffer a disadvantage if he confronted head-on.So he quickly made a few handprints with his left hand, and then pointed hard at the open space.

"Ugh-"

Only a piercing whistling sound could be heard.

Numerous gravels splashed out, forming a dense rain curtain of debris.

The gravel rain curtain was like a sword, covering the sky and covering the rushing Qi Jin.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The gravel and Qi Jin collided quickly.

There were crackling sounds one after another, debris flying across, accompanied by screams.

Although the gravel is small, there are many.

And they contain all of Ye Fan's power, so their power is extremely amazing.

"Pfft!"

The three men in black robes who couldn't dodge in time vomited blood and fell to the ground on the spot.

The white-robed woman was also pushed back more than ten meters, her pretty face pale.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

At this moment, seven or eight figures appeared from all around, holding various weapons and surrounding Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's eyelids couldn't stop beating.

He found that all of these people were wearing masks and gloves, obviously gas masks or other tools.

This wiped out his original advantage.

"Whoosh-"

Ye Fan didn't dare to delay any longer, he threw away the old copper coins, drew out his Yuchang Sword and went up to him.

"kill!"

Seeing this, seven or eight enemies immediately rushed towards Ye Fan.

The weapon in his hand was flickering with a cold light, his murderous intent was sharp, and his moves were life-threatening, extremely ferocious.

Ye Fan waved the long sword without hesitation, like a dragon playing with a phoenix, light and unrestrained, precise, and every time the sword is slashed, blood will spurt.

Seven or eight enemies quickly fell in front of Ye Fan.

But before they could catch their breath, there was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the air behind Ye Fan.

He turned his head to look, and saw a short arrow go straight to his throat.

This arrow is too fast, too sharp, too ferocious, too insidious, too vicious, it is simply a murderous weapon.

In other words, it's nirvana!

Ye Fan didn't have time to think so much, he quickly lowered his head to avoid the sharp arrow.

"Snapped--"

The sharp arrow rubbed the bridge of his nose and shot through the wall, missing nothing.

But it also made Ye Fan feel its danger.

If it were nailed into his body, his head would probably explode.

"Whoosh-"

While Ye Fan was distracted to dodge, three more sharp arrows roared towards him.

Ye Fan had no time to dodge, so he could only raise his long sword to block.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The three arrows were knocked into the air by Yuchang Sword, but the crossbow arrow at the end shot into Ye Fan's shoulder blade.

Blood dripping.

The pain instantly made Ye Fan react.

"Whoosh!"

Taking advantage of this effort, Ye Fan turned and ran away.

The opponent was obviously well-trained and cooperated with each other tacitly. Not only did they use plotting and sneak attacks to deal with him, but they also kept getting closer.

Ye Fan needs to get rid of the opponent's pursuit as soon as possible.

"Whoosh-"

Ye Fan just took five or six steps, and then two short arrows shot towards him.

Ye Fan didn't have time to turn around, but instinctively pulled out a jade pendant and threw it back.

"Snapped!"

The jade pendant was knocked down by a sharp arrow and broke into several pieces.

"Whoosh-"

The sharp arrow did not stop at all, and continued to shoot at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan quickly dodged sideways to avoid the opponent's fatal blow, but his clothes were still torn, leaving a scar.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

The sharp arrow did not give Ye Fan a chance to breathe, and continued to pursue while the iron was hot, forcing Ye Fan to run away in embarrassment.

"asshole!"

Ye Fan scolded angrily: "What kind of tomb is this?"

This tomb is really too weird and dangerous.

He wondered if he had gone the wrong way.

Just talking about it doesn't make sense.

Because the owner of the tomb didn't care what Ye Fan thought, and he was always chasing Ye Fan.

They consumed Ye Fan's power at any cost.

"Damn it!"

Ye Fan, who has experienced a lot of life and death, is no longer Wuxia Amon.

With a roar, he grabbed a few stones on the ground and threw them out, disrupting the opponent's formation.

At the same time, he ran towards the exit of the tomb with the help of the stone as a buffer.

At this time, Ye Fan can only survive by escaping, otherwise he will inevitably die if he is delayed by them for a long time.

Sure enough, when they saw the stone being thrown at them, seven or eight men in black robes jumped up and stepped on the coffin to dodge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Fan rushed out of the tomb in one go.

As soon as he appeared, his vision suddenly became clear.

He stood on a deep hill and looked into the distance.

There are vast mountains and dense forests ahead, and the vision is very blurred.

After Ye Fan glanced to identify the direction, he ran down the hill holding the Yuchang Sword.

"Kill!" Z.br>

Almost as soon as Ye Fan ran [-] meters, there was a shout of killing from behind him.

Then, streaks of red flames spread from behind the hill.

"Boom!"

Almost the moment Ye Fan raised his head, a cloud of smoke rose and flames raged.

Countless plants and trees burned instantly, crackling non-stop, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Ye Fan subconsciously covered his mouth.

I saw a sea of ​​flames ignited in front of me, and there was still a raging fire burning, as if it was going to swallow the entire mountain peak.

And in the middle of the fire, there are seven NO.80 men in black clothes standing.

They are all dressed in classic clothes, their hair is neatly combed, and their clothes are also clean and tidy, just like professional actors.

It's just that their eyes reveal bloodthirsty and cruelty.

Ye Fan smelled a familiar breath, it was the breath of the disciples of Baihumen.

"Whoosh-"

At this moment, a sharp whistle came from a side hill.