"Avenge the young master!"

At this moment, more than fifty disciples of the Blood Doctor Sect had already rushed to the high platform, shouting one by one with grief and indignation:

"Kill Ye Fan!"

"Kill Song Hongyan!"

Dozens of people charged like wolves.

Hideyoshi Takeda died, although it was a decisive battle, but it was also related to their incompetence.

But as long as they are a little stronger, where do they need Takeda Hideyoshi to fight with Ye Fan.

Therefore, they are about to face the disposition of family law, and they choose to charge as if they were dead, so that they can retain a little dignity.

"Look for death!"

Ye Fan had already killed his red eyes, raised his sharp snow knife, and slashed at the front.

One screamed and flew out.

Blood all over the ground.

"The first one!"

The scuffle began.

One side was hysterical and wanted to avenge Takeda and them, and the other side wanted to kill a few more to accompany the funeral, so Gao Tai quickly slashed and swords, and blood splashed.

Song Hongyan stepped back a few meters and found a dead corner to protect herself.

When the guests saw the scuffle, they panicked one by one, worried that it would affect them.

It's just that they want to leave, but they don't want to give up this good show, and they are scared and excited to watch the battle at the same time.

No one noticed that the family group had already been broken into pieces.

"Bang!"

In Chen Ximo's unconcealable shock, Ye Fan kicked a person seven or eight meters away, and then came with a volley kick.

The two fell out of the ring like winter melons.

Then Ye Fan rushed into the crowd and killed with a knife.

A line of shining snow knives is like a tornado whistling, wreaking havoc on approaching enemies.

The screams, panic, and blood splatters soon became the main melody of the high platform.

The scene was as chaotic as it was, and no one expected that the prey that surrounded them would be ferocious, and the besiegers fell one after another.

In less than three minutes, the ring was full of more than fifty people.

It's just that the people of the Yang Kingdom are also red-eyed.

Chiba diehards, Tokugawa ninjas, Takahashi bodyguards, and blood doctor masters, all of them are not afraid to charge to the death.

"A swarm of ants!"

Ye Fan, who had a sneering face, did not stop there, and his whole body moved and crashed into the remnants of the enemy.

The four people in front were immediately knocked out by him, and more than a dozen people behind him were bombarded like cannonballs.

Then Ye Fan raised the knife in his hand, blood burst out, and all the enemies around him were cut out by him.

"Dang!"

The snow knife stretched forward and held the four Qi Split Katana, Ye Fan shook his wrist and waved.

The four screamed and fell into the ring!

Momentum like a rainbow!

"Pounce!"

Ye Fan slashed with a backhand and slashed an enemy who attacked Song Hongyan sneak up.

"Eighty-nine!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, a piercing sound sounded, and a crossbow arrow shot towards Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan grabbed it with his backhand, and then shook it.

The bolt reflected back.

A blood doctor leader fell headlong.

"Ninety!"

In Ye Fan's indifferent counting, someone found a shot and rushed over at Ye Fan to shoot wildly.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets poured down on Ye Fan like rain.

It's just that Ye Fan has already been prepared, holding a corpse in his hand to block it, and blocking all the bullets.

The next second, he flicked his left hand, and a bullet shot out, hitting the gunman's forehead.

"Click!"

The enemy's head shook, and there was a bloody hole in his forehead, and all the anger and killing intent dissipated, and then he fell straight to the ground.

The firearm also fell to the ground.

Ye Fan swept it, and after the gun slipped, Song Hongyan picked it up.

Ye Fan didn't stop, smashing a katana with one foot, swept his left foot, and shot the three ninjas who rushed towards Song Hongyan.

"Ninety-nine!"

Crazy, crazy!

Selena's cold and beautiful faces were full of shock.

The guests from all sides who did not join the battle, looking at the bloody scene, and then at the blood doctor disciples who died, all shouted in their hearts.

Ye Fan is a madman, a complete lunatic.

It's not that they haven't killed anyone, it's not that they've never seen a big scene, and many of them have experienced war, but they are still shocked by the killing in front of them.

In addition to Ye Fan's strength shocking them, there is also the fact that Ye Fan doesn't care about making them sigh.

Ye Fan is going to be an enemy of the Blood Medicine Sect, an enemy of the Yang Kingdom Martial Dao, and an enemy of the entire Yang Kingdom.

This kid is crazy.

Selena shook her head slightly, believing that Ye Fan would definitely die today, but her eyes were more appreciative.

This is definitely a good man.

She suddenly understood Song Hongyan's emotion of dying without regrets.

"Happy!"

After another sword and sword shadow, the one hundred and eight Yang people who rushed to the high platform were all killed by Ye Fan on the ground.

Blood was spilled all over the ground.

Seeing that Ye Fan was so fierce and arrogant, the rest of the enemies stopped charging and reorganized their ranks, preparing to set off a stronger siege.

The two sides have already killed like this, what heads-up, what bushido spirit, has long been forgotten.

The disciples of the Blood Doctor Sect had boxes of weapons delivered.

The box opened, and a group of Yang people stepped forward and picked up katanas or long swords.

Others picked up firearms.

The guests of the Yang Kingdom also took the stored weapons, and their figures flashed like wolves and stared at Ye Fan.

The eighteen monks of Sensoji Temple also appeared from the depths, holding a Zen staff to enclose the high platform.

Umegawa Kuko also looked at this scene with her eyelids jumping, she never thought that she would fight like this today.

She drew her sword with her backhand, her face cold.

She knew that it was not martial arts to attack Ye Fan at this moment, and it was not in line with her martial arts spirit, but she couldn't sit back and watch Ye Fan go on a killing spree.

She also glanced around, trying to capture Masako Keimiya's whereabouts, but there was no shadow......

Umegawa Kuko can only draw her sword and preside over the overall situation!

The big war is about to break out.

At this most dangerous moment, Ye Fan was not afraid, but was in high spirits.

He also felt the heat of flames surging through his body, making him want to vent it violently.

He laughed at Song Hongyan: "Hongyan, bring the wine!"

Song Hongyan threw Ye Fan a bottle of sake again.

Ye Fan picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

"Today, what a good day!"

Seeing Ye Fan so high-spirited and looking at the momentum of the world, Song Hongyan couldn't hold back the love in his heart anymore.

She smiled like a flower, hugged Ye Fan's waist tightly from behind, and said in a soft voice: "Live and die together, this life is enough." ”

"It's indeed a good day, bloody Yangguo martial arts, I guess I can also leave a name in Shenzhou. ”

Ye Fan stabbed the snow knife in his hand into the floor in front of him, threw the empty wine bottle out, his eyes shot out like electric cold light, and said coldly:

"However, you and I can't let others take our heads easily, if we want to die, at least they have to give a few hundred lives in exchange!"

He smiled: "At that time, I'm afraid the entire Sensoji Temple will be stained red with blood." ”

"So many people, so much blood, red face, are you afraid?"

Ye Fan's words in front of him were fierce and vicious, but the back suddenly changed to a gentle and considerate tone.

"With you by your side, what joy is there in life, and why is there any sorrow in death?"

Song Hongyan couldn't help but smile slightly, and pressed her face tightly against Ye Fan's back, although she knew that death was imminent, she was at peace in her heart.

She raised her eyes to the sky and saw the cherry blossoms flying, picturesque.

"Fan, the wind is up......"