The middle-aged man kept taking people out one by one and harvesting them for the black sword. The room was originally full, but at this time there were less than half of the people left.

At this time, Ye Fan's whole heart was still filled with all kinds of negative emotions.

"Buzz." At this time, Ye Fan's jade pendant trembled, and a stream of green energy slowly enveloped Ye Fan. Death, fear, and despair were all expelled, and Ye Fan instantly regained his clarity.

"Ling'er." Ye Fan hurriedly called Ling'er, and only Ling'er could save himself at this time.

"Brother Ye Fan, Ling'er is here." Ling'er's voice full of laughter sounded in Ye Fan's ears.

"You can still laugh at this time, your master and I are going to die. Aren't you sad? How long is it until you can use your abilities? ”

"Brother Ye Fan, Ling'er has no feelings. So I don't know it's uncomfortable. Thirteen minutes and twenty-nine seconds remaining. By the way, Brother Ye Fan, the energy injection can allow you to restore your cultivation. ”

"So long?" Seeing the middle-aged man slowly dragging some people away from him, and then there was a scream, Ye Fan panicked. But there is no way. Weakness. I can't use my strength at all.

But looking at the strength of the middle-aged man, it seems that he is just an ordinary person. No wonder I didn't dare to do it directly to myself in that house.

An ordinary person is so smart, tying up hundreds of people, thinking of this, Ye Fan blushed a little, and his fighting spirit was six stages, and he was actually put on a position by an ordinary person.

At this time, the middle-aged man walked in again.

"Don't you know that if you do this, the whole world will spit on you, how many people will hunt you down?" Ye Fan squinted his eyes and yelled at the middle-aged man. At the same time, I hope that middle-aged people can pay attention to themselves for a while. Delay some time. When he can use Ling'er's function, Ye Fan can directly stealth and fly. Then use the energy infusion to directly solve this middle-aged man with one kick.

Counting the time silently in his heart, if he followed the frequency and speed of the middle-aged man taking people out, he would definitely reach Ye Fan in seven minutes. And that's just the most time. If Ye Fan wins the lottery. Get Ye Fan out first.

"Oh? You can not be affected by the sword (cheap) aura emitted by the Burning Dao Sword, your heart is very strong. The middle-aged man smiled slightly, replied, and then dragged a girl out directly.

Nine minutes and 10 seconds remaining.

Ye Fan counted silently in his heart. Then I looked around. There were fifteen more people, including themselves. A middle-aged person can kill a person in about thirty seconds. Seven minutes to yourself, in case of bad luck may be earlier, there is not enough time, you have to find a way to delay.

When facing life and death, Ye Fan did not take into account other people, but used them as bargaining chips for survival, although they were begging for mercy and help. Weep. And Ye Fan couldn't do anything at this time. Try to delay until you can use Ling'er's ability, and if you can save one or two at that time, Ye Fan will save it.

At this time, the middle-aged man walked in again, because in the process of dragging people, some people were scared to urinate or even scared out of poop. The middle-aged man's feet have been dyed red in various colors.

"Hey, your feet are dirty. Also, what is your purpose in doing this? What the hell do you want to do? Ye Fan burst out with a bunch of words. Look at the middle-aged man.

"Use your lives to activate my sword. Hehe, your life is like an ant, and my life is like an ant. Wait until my sword is activated, though. The entire Garma Empire is mine. The strength of this world is respected. With strength, what are you afraid of? When the middle-aged man heard Ye Fan's words, the corner of his mouth smiled coldly. Looking at Ye Fan's eyes is like looking at a dead person.

"You're funny. I'll leave you the last one to die. Come and witness it. The middle-aged man said as he dragged a man out of the door. Obviously, he has absolute confidence in himself. I'm not afraid of Ye Fan at all.

"Is that so?" Ye Fan squinted his eyes.

Six minutes and eighteen seconds remaining.

At the moment of life and death, Ye Fan calculated every minute and every second very clearly. If you make a mistake, you'll die here. Ye Fan didn't want to die yet. I'm still a virgin.

However, from the mouth of the middle-aged man, Ye Fan drew some conclusions.

The middle-aged man should be using his life to activate a kind of sword, like the magic sword in the TV series, the more people killed, the more powerful it is. I didn't expect it to be in the world of breaking the sky. And according to the description of the middle-aged man, the strength of the sword should be very strong, the middle-aged man is not stupid, but very smart, and can say that the Gama Empire will be his own words when the time comes. This magic sword should be very powerful.

When the middle-aged man came in again, Ye Fan called out to him again.

"Is the strength really that important? Turn you into a demon. ”

"Hehe, you don't understand what I've been through. There is no strength. You are at the mercy of men. Isn't it funny to be like you are now? If you were capable, would you do whatever I did to you? The middle-aged man was a little crazy, and coldly dragged a person out.

"Leave me alone, I don't want to die. Please. ”

It's that kind of desperate cry again, Ye Fan has never experienced such a scene in his life, including his previous life. This middle-aged man's ruthlessness. Views on life. It's really far beyond Ye Fan's imagination. If it weren't for the desire to survive supporting Ye Fan, it is estimated that Ye Fan would have fainted in fright.

Five minutes and six seconds remaining.

Ye Fan counted silently in his heart.

As time passed, all the people in the room were dragged out by the middle-aged man. Only Ye Fan was left.

After a few dozen seconds, the middle-aged man walked in with a strange look and slowly walked in front of Ye Fan. With his foul breath mouth, he said to Ye Fan, "It's your turn." ”

Ye Fan didn't speak. He closed his eyes and looked like he was waiting to die. The middle-aged man saw this. Directly grabbed Ye Fan's shoulder. Carry Ye Fan out.

At this time, Ye Fan finally saw the scene outside, the surroundings were desolate, less than ten meters in front of Ye Fan. There was a well with a strange sword floating on it.

"I'm dying, can you tell me what you're doing this for?" Ye Fan closed his eyes, did not beg for mercy, and asked with curiosity.

"Boom. Since you want to know so much, then let me tell you, this sword is called the Burning Dao Sword. It was he who sent me the message that as long as I helped him kill, he would give me unparalleled power. And he gave me that power. Unparalleled power. The middle-aged man said and licked his mouth. Crazy on the face. Obviously obsessed with that feeling.

"You shouldn't have left me until the end to kill me. Just because one is interested. Ye Fan sighed with some regret, and looked at this "person" who could kill so many people because of his strength.

"Oh, is it? Can you now regain your strength right now, break the rope that binds me to you, and kill me? The middle-aged man smiled mockingly, and suddenly felt that this young man was even more interesting. It seems to be scared silly.

Less than a meter from the ancient well. Ye Fan suddenly said seriously: "Yes, I may kill you back." ”