Although this hunt on the coast delayed Ye Fan for a lot of time, the harvest was also very huge.

The power of faith accumulated by the god Moro for thousands of years ended up making wedding dresses for Ye Fan.

The sword spirit was bred from the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and it became a peerless spiritual weapon, which was extraordinary, far from being comparable to the divine soldiers in the dust.

In time, with the improvement of Ye Fan's strength realm, the Thunder Tribulation Sword will definitely shake the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

On the other hand, Ye Fan also sensed that there were many mysterious existences on the earth.

Although the remnant soul of the Moro God resides in the giant hammer, its divine sense is many times more powerful than that of the Great Priest of the Wa Kingdom.

If it weren't for Wei Lao's help, Ye Fan would probably have been taken away by the Moro God by now, and his consciousness would have been erased.

There is no telling how many terrifying beings like the god Moro are in the world, which makes Ye Fan feel awe-inspiring and dare not get carried away.

The next moment, Ye Fan closed his eyes tightly and spread out his divine sense, like a spider's web, spreading in all directions.

After a few moments, this divine consciousness expanded to the limit, and it was no longer able to move forward an inch.

The spread of divine consciousness does not have any power, and it cannot kill the enemy like the Immortal Flying Knife, but it has the power of "clairvoyance" and "ears to the wind".

Most of Huahai City has been shrouded in divine consciousness, and even the slightest wind and grass cannot escape Ye Fan's capture.

Such a great supernatural power is really breathtaking, and it is no different from the ancient immortals!

All the conspiracies and tricks under the dark night were clearly "seen" by Ye Fan.

"Huh...... These exotic killers are fast enough, and so many people have come overnight!"

"That's right! I'll use you to sacrifice my sword!"

Ye Fan sneered, holding the Thunder Robbery Sword, the sword light was like a dragon, and the person followed the sword and swept towards the distance.

......

In the eastern suburbs of Huahai City, in an abandoned warehouse.

The rich smell of gunsmoke and metal permeated.

The space of thousands of square meters was filled with all kinds of weapons and equipment, such as assault rifles such as AK47, M16, and Tavr TAR21, Barrett anti-materiel sniper rifles, grenades, flashbangs, tear gas, and even two anti-tank rocket launchers.

It looks like a small arsenal, enough to arm a company of regular troops, and easily wipe out a small town.

China has always banned guns, and the control of thermal weapons is very strict, and these equipment are obviously brought through special channels.

And in the warehouse, more than fifty fierce men were wiping their weapons.

All black people, muscles stretched and bulging like rocks, almost bursting the tight vest.

They are members of the "Silver Fox", the first underground organization in North Africa, and they gathered here to hunt Ye Fan.

"Boss, I've already inquired, that Huaxia kid has a mansion on the top of Sheshan Mountain, let's secretly ambush around, and when he comes, even if he has nine lives, it's not enough to die!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... The $10 billion bounty is enough for us to squander for a lifetime! When the time comes, we will go to Hollywood in the United States and taste the taste of those big stars!"

The atmosphere in the warehouse was relaxed, and there was no tension.

In their opinion, as long as they finish this vote, they can retire from the rivers and lakes and spend their lives in style with sky-high honorarium.

"Don't be careless!"

The leader of the Silver Fox Organization was a one-eyed dragon, and the only remaining left eye scanned the audience, and said coldly: "That kid can make the thunder thunder offer a reward of 10 billion, it's definitely not a good stubble!"

"Don't worry, boss, we have brought two anti-tank bazookas, and even if that kid is bombarded, we will ensure that he will be shattered into slag, and there will not be even ashes left!" said a black man confidently.

The next moment, an abrupt young male voice sounded in the warehouse without warning:

"Yes, I'd love to hear about it!"

Hearing this strange voice, all the black men in the hall tensed up, as if facing a great enemy, and immediately turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

In sight, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old appeared, holding a long sword, his clothes were not stained, and he invisibly revealed an otherworldly temperament.

"It's you—Ye Fan!"

At the first time, these members of the "Silver Fox" organization recognized his identity.

Everyone's eyes showed a greed that was difficult to hide, as if they were looking at a mountain of gold worth tens of billions of dollars.

"Jie Ji ......" The leader of the one-eyed dragon laughed darkly, and said: "Stinky boy, you actually took the initiative to send it to the door, I don't know how to write dead words!"

As he spoke, the one-eyed dragon commanded his men, "Fire!" Don't hit your head, we'll carry his head to receive the reward!"

"Yes!"

More than fifty black men said in unison.

Immediately afterwards, they raised their guns at the same time, aimed the muzzle of the black hole at Ye Fan, and pulled the trigger suddenly.

"Bang bang !!"

A series of dense sounds, deafening, resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The rain of bullets formed a large net in mid-air, enveloping Ye Fan, as if to beat him into a sieve.

But the next moment, an incredible scene appeared in everyone's eyes-

Those special bullets, three inches in front of Ye Fan, seemed to have hit an iron wall, and suddenly stopped, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

Countless bullets were suspended in mid-air, defying the law of gravity, like a still picture, looking extremely strange.

When those big black men saw this, they were dumbfounded and stunned, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Oh my God...... What the hell is going on here?"

"Does this kid know any magic tricks?"

"Quick!, with bazookas!," the leader commanded the one-eyed dragon.

Hearing this, those big men reacted and hurriedly rushed to the side of the two rocket launchers, wanting to use this weapon of mass destruction.

"Hmph...... Ant-like!"

Ye Fan's momentum rose sharply, showing his grandeur, as if he was incarnated as the god of war in the world, even if he was unable to stop thousands of troops and horses, like the majesty of Mount Tai, surging forward, wanting to crush the blue sky and tear the sky.

"Thunder Sword - Slash!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly and swung the Thunder Tribulation Sword violently.

"Huh!"

A purple sword qi shot out like a thunder dragon lightning python, and the speed was extremely fast, even surpassing the speed of sound.

"Puff sss

The sound of a sharp blade entering the body sounded one after another.

In the next moment, a line of blood appeared on the necks of more than fifty black men at the same time, their heads fell to the ground one after another, and the corpses separated, and this warehouse seemed to turn into a Shura hell.

The leader of the "Silver Fox", as well as all the elite members, are all dead.

Ye Fan didn't hesitate, turned around and drifted away.

......

On the banks of the Huangpu River, in a high-end apartment.

On the big bed in the master bedroom, there was a pure-looking, slightly childish girl, at most fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was also a beautiful embryo.

Her starry eyes were closed, her pretty face flushed, and she looked like she was stunned by some drug.

At the bedside, a man stared down at her sleeping face, his eyes full of covetousness, as if admiring some perfect work of art.

What is horrible is that the man's face is covered with tattoos, which are combined into the pattern of a clown mask, and the ugliness reveals evil and creepy.

"The Ripper" Leo!

The most notorious murderer in Europe!

I don't know how many flower girls were brutally murdered by him.

"Tut-tut......"

Leo stretched out his fingers, stroked the girl's delicate skin, and sighed: "The youth of the Oriental girl is really mouth-watering!"

As he spoke, he prepared to transform into a beast and tear the girl's pajamas.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a dazzling sword light appeared without warning.

Leo didn't have time to react, and his heart was pierced.

He looked down at the sword, his eyes widening, as if he couldn't believe it.

But in the next moment, all his vitality was extinguished, and his body fell to the ground with a "plop", completely dead.

......

Something similar happened in all corners of the Huahai.

Overnight, 36 of the world's top killers and more than a dozen overseas underground organizations, a total of 567 people, all died, and none of them survived.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

They all came because of the reward of tens of billions of dollars, but who knew that they died because of it.

This night, Ye Fan brought a three-foot Qingfeng, like a supreme killing god, and like the patron saint of Huahai!

One person, one sword, guarding Huahai!

Just ask the world, who dares to do it again?