Destined Martial Lord

C540



C540

"Kid!" Are you really not afraid of death? With this cut of mine, your head will move. For the sake of a new Shi Yang, is it worth it? "    

    

Liu Hei Wu asked Ye Fan.    

    

"Hehe, since Brother Shi Yang is willing to stab me, why can't I do it? Moreover, with this blade of yours, you can tell that it's nothing. It's hard to say if it could cut through my skin! "    

    

Ye Fan looked at Liu Hei Wu, glanced at the blade in his hand and said.    

    

"Brother Ye Fan, don't do anything stupid. This matter has nothing to do with you, don't enrage an idiot like Liu Hei Wu. Liu Heiwu! Don't hurt Brother Ye Fan, this is a matter between our two gangs, it has nothing to do with anyone else! "    

    

Shi Yang waved his hand at Ye Fan from afar.    

    

"Shi Yang, aren't you being a little too childish? Don't you know how our Great Qing Gang does things?" To achieve our goals, we have always been unscrupulous. Do you think that I will listen to you? "    

    

Liu Heiwu said with a sneer.    

    

"Brother Shi Yang, you don't have to worry." Although a blade was held on Ye Fan's neck, he was still calm and composed, and did not have the slightest bit of panic.    

    

"Brat, shut up. You don't have the right to talk here!"    

    

Liu Hei Wu raised the blade in his hand horizontally and said to Ye Fan coldly.    

    

"Liu Heiwu, I'll give you a chance. If you put down the saber in your hand in ten seconds, I can spare your life!"    

    

Ye Fan said as he looked at Liu Hei Wu.    

    

"What did you say?" Am I hearing things? You're giving me a chance? You must be scared silly, don't you understand the situation? "Even if you are stupid, you should at least know who has the knife in his hand right now. It's only right for whoever speaks when they speak! Do you understand?"    

    

Liu Hei Wu said to Ye Fan with a cold smile.    

    

"How about we make a bet?"    

    

Ye Fan looked at Liu Hei Wu and asked.    

    

"Bet? With your life in my hands, what right do you have to make a bet with me? "    

    

Liu Hei Wu's eyes flashed a look of disdain, and said to Ye Fan.    

    

"Let's bet on this saber in your hand. If you can cut off my head with one slash, I will lose 100,000 top grade crystals in addition to my life!" Ye Fan laughed coldly, took out a storage ring and waved it. A large pile of shiny crystals appeared in front of Liu Hei Wu, but Ye Fan threw it again and the crystals instantly disappeared.    

    

"If you can't cut my head off with one slash, then you will lose. Then, I will just take your life."    

    

Ye Fan said to Liu Hei Wu as he placed the storage ring on his finger.    

    

"I think you're a madman! This old man will kill you right now, and not let you have any more words to say here! "    

    

Liu Hei Wu could not help but become furious, and directly slashed at Ye Fan's throat with the blade in his hand!    

    

Crack!    

    

A light sound rang out in the air. Liu Heiwu's face instantly turned ashen, because the saber in his hand suddenly stopped!    

    

"It looks like you've lost!"    

    

Ye Fan smiled, then slowly raised his hand.    

    

"Who the hell are you? What methods did you use? "    

    

Liu Hei Wu instantly jumped backwards and looked at Ye Fan with a wary face, the expression on his face also becoming unsettled.    

    

"You don't need to care what methods I use. You only need to fulfill the terms of the bet."    

    

Ye Fan laughed coldly, and suddenly grabbed towards Liu Hei Wu!    

    

"I didn't agree to your bet. It was just wishful thinking on your part!"    

    

Liu Hei Wu suddenly shouted, his hand reaching out to his waist, he took out another long blade, and fiercely slashed at Ye Fan!    

    

"Humph!" This blade is even worse! "    

    

Ye Fan snorted coldly, his palm instantly turned gold, he activated Tyrant's Body and grabbed towards Liu Hei Wu's long blade!    

    

"You actually dared to receive my spirit blade with your bare hands, it's really ridiculous!"    

    

Liu Heiwu said coldly, his expression becoming ferocious.    

    

"Even if I cut your neck, you won't be able to do it. Why wouldn't I dare to receive your spirit blade with my bare hands?"    

    

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised into a sneer, his two fingers suddenly grabbing onto Liu Hei Wu's long blade!    

    

Ding!    

    

Ye Fan's two fingers grabbed onto the blade, and with a slight force, the blade broke!    

    

Puff!    

    

Ye Fan took the opportunity to push forward, and flipped the broken blade in his hand over, and thrusted towards Liu Hei Wu's chest!    

    

With that, half of the broken blade entered Liu Hei Wu's chest. Liu Hei Wu's eyes widened as he looked at Ye Fan in disbelief, and couldn't understand why Ye Fan was so strong!    

    

Ye Fan was clearly just a cultivator with Martial Soul stage, he did not seem to be more than a seventh stage, yet Liu Hei Wu was even at the ninth stage of the Martial Soul stage, and did not even manage to see Ye Fan's movements clearly!    

    

"It doesn't matter if you bet or not. I'll bet with you anyway!"    

    

Ye Fan lightly pushed Liu Hei Wu, pushed Liu Hei Wu down to the ground, and said while laughing.    

    

"Kid!" You actually dared to commit murder on the streets in broad daylight, and even killed members of our Great Qing Gang.    

    

When the rest of the Great Qing Gang saw that Ye Fan had actually killed Liu Hei Wu, all of them jumped up. They, the Great Qing Gang were the hegemons of the vicinity, so where would they put their face when such a situation occurred?    

    

"Stop right there!"    

    

Seeing that Ye Fan had escaped danger, Shi Yang immediately brought his brothers to protect Ye Fan who was behind him.    

    


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