Urban Madness

"No, I'm not, I don't..."

Meng Xiaoyu seemed to have a foreboding of her future destiny, shivering constantly.

"This farce should also end, and I think your life should end here."

Ye Fan's voice was very cold. Although he said that he had severely injured Qing Qi, it was far from enough to express his anger.

"Although it is said that you shouldn't use high-level things like the Fire God Sword to kill you, there is nothing more convenient now."

Ye Fan murmured, as if he had fallen into a demon.

"So be it, you should be proud and proud of yourself. Because the sword that killed you... But it is very famous in that world."

The Vulcan Sword had been placed on Meng Xiaoyu's neck just like that, and he was about to chop it off soon.

Suddenly someone in the distance kept yelling:

"Stop you can't do this, put her down."

Hearing the voice, Ye Fan raised his head slightly, he was curious who was so bold to stop him.

"Yes, it's you, you put down your sword for me, that girl, don't you know that the martial artist can't hurt her life?"

A young man ran towards him like this, but this couldn't stop Ye Fan at all.

"It's useless, strength is the hardest truth, and everything else has to stand aside."

Ye Fan smiled ruthlessly, waved and cut off Meng Xiaoyu who had no resistance.

"No, how can you do this?"

The man screamed, and just rushed over. He looked at the corpse in front of him, seeming incredibly unbelievable.

"You... Are you killing people in front of everyone? Don't you fear being punished?"

"What's the matter? As long as I have the strength and not be caught."

Ye Fan seemed to have seen something very interesting, and then shrugged slightly.

"Damn it, it is because of people like you that the cultivating world is so chaotic and disorderly. Today, I, Qi Yu, will walk the Tao for the sky!"

With that, Qi Yu drew the long sword from his waist, and then seemed to want to cut it towards Ye Fan.

"I don't care what you think, but if you do something to me, I'm not welcome."

Ye Fan's complexion suddenly became cold, and anyone who was treated like this might not have the slightest bit of good temper.

"Hmph, I'm Qi Yu, the Wudang Outer Sect disciple will ask you for advice today."

Qi Yu still didn't feel how powerful Ye Fan was, so he raised his hand and attacked him.

"The mere ants don't make noise in front of my eyes!"

Looking at the tiny power that Qi Yu burst out, Ye Fan seemed to look down on it at all. Just like this casually waved his hand and slashed out, causing him to retreat fiercely.

"hateful."

With just this move, Qi Yu's mouth had already shed blood, and Ye Fan's strength was evident.

"This knife is just a lesson for you. If you step forward, I don't mind killing you."

"It's because of a scum like you, scum! How else could it become like this!"

Qi Yu cried out bitterly, but he didn't dare to take a step forward. After all, he still had to think about his own life, which was simply too sad.

"It's no use, when you have enough strength, you will naturally have the right to speak. Now you are nothing!"

Ye Fan seemed to see a very strange blood on the rest of the people, but this seemed to make him feel very good.