Chapter 7: Kill Yu Canghai

"Zheng,"

He was answered with the sound of a sword,

In the next second, a "white rainbow through the sun" pierced Yu Canghai's throat,

This sword, the sword light is like electricity, there is no trace of mud and water, it can be seen that Ye Fan's swordsmanship has reached an extremely high level,

This is also the reason why Feng Qingyang is willing to pass on Ye Fan's Dugu Nine Swords,

In the past ten years, Ye Fan has practiced Huashan swordsmanship day by day, and has deduced it to an extremely high level, even Yue Buqun does not dare to wipe its edge,

In the face of such a swift sword, Yu Canghai's complexion naturally changed greatly, regardless of his own image, he immediately came to a "lazy donkey rolling", and narrowly avoided this sword. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Okay, good, good, I hunt geese all day long, but I didn't expect to look away today," Yu Canghai said breathlessly, Fang Cai's sword, if he wasn't alert, I'm afraid his life would have been in danger, at this moment, his evaluation of Ye Fan couldn't help but increase a few points,

If this son is not removed, he will become a great disaster one day!

Yu Canghai, who was ruthless, hurriedly pulled out the pine pattern ancient sword on his waist, and a set of pine wind sword techniques was immediately cast.

This set of swordsmanship is a mastery of the Qingcheng faction, strong and light, and both, such as the strength of the pine, such as the speed of the wind, in the hands of Yu Canghai, the head of the Qingcheng faction, it is even more sophisticated and abnormal, a little more ruthless,

It's a pity that he met Ye Fan, who learned Dugu Nine Swords, Dugu Nine Swords already pays attention to a "last-mover first-come, first-served, anticipating the enemy's first opportunity,"

Although Ye Fan is a beginner, his memory is amazing, and he has already memorized the thousands of words of mantras, and what he lacks is only experience against the enemy.

And Yu Canghai's loose wind swordsmanship, although it is sharp, but Ye Fan is still more than enough to parry, not only that, but in the process of fighting the enemy, he is constantly confirming what he has learned, and the swordsmanship in his hand is becoming more and more accurate and sharp, and every sword faintly points to the flaws in Yu Canghai's swordsmanship.

Yu Canghai didn't know this, but when Ye Fan understood his own swordsmanship, he was shocked and angry in his heart, but he was also the head of a faction, so he naturally wouldn't be distracted at such a critical juncture, although it was so, but in the process of performing swordsmanship, compared to before, he unconsciously had a little omission.

This kind of small flaw, in the eyes of ordinary people, is naturally nothing, but who is Ye Fan?

He is the one who has mastered the Dugu Nine Swords, and the omissions in Yu Canghai's swordsmanship are as eye-catching as the lights in the dark in his eyes.

In this way, Yu Canghai was even more invincible, and he couldn't help but have a retreat in his heart.

"Wooh,"

With a muffled sound, Ye Fan's long sword slashed through Yu Canghai's chest dangerously, leaving a shallow blood mark on his body.

This was enough to make Yu Canghai afraid, "Okay, boy, I can't admit it, do you really want to keep me here today?" ”

Ye Fan is silent, he has read a lot of novels, and he naturally understands the truth of "fighting a snake does not die but suffers from it", but after all, he is a modern person, and he has never killed even a chicken on weekdays, so how can he kill people?

Thinking like this, the sword in his hand couldn't help but stagnate,

What kind of character Yu Canghai is, he has already seen from Ye Fan's reaction that he is a fledgling rookie, and the fear in his heart can't help but be a little lighter, plus he was so embarrassed by Ye Fan before, he naturally has some resentment in his heart,

Seeing Ye Fan distracted, Yu Canghai laughed cruelly, and slapped Ye Fan's chest with a "heart-destroying palm",

"Boy, let me die!"

Facing Yu Canghai's all-out blow, Ye Fan immediately reacted, raised his left hand, and struck the "Mixed Yuan Palm" towards Yu Canghai's palm, and hit the "Youfeng Laiyi" with his right hand, stabbing Yu Canghai's throat.

"Bump,"

Although Ye Fan's internal strength is already at the second-rate level at the moment, it is also extremely uncomfortable to suffer a blow to the "heart-shattering palm", only to feel a hot feeling coming from the five internal organs, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of dirty blood spurting out.

On the other hand, on Yu Canghai's side, because Ye Fan's sword was too urgent, Yu Canghai was bent on plotting against Ye Fan, but he accepted the sword without dodging or dodging, and was pierced through the throat by a sword, and he was immediately dead.

"Second Senior Brother,"

"Ye Shaoxia,"

Everyone in the house came looking for their voices, and just when they saw the scene of Ye Fan vomiting blood, Yue Lingshan was in a hurry and trotted to Ye Fan's side.

Seeing Yue Lingshan's familiar face, Ye Fanqiang laughed, and before he could speak, he felt that his eyes were dark, and he suddenly fainted.

"Second Senior Brother," Yue Lingshan and Lao Denuo hurriedly helped Ye Fan up,

Lin Zhennan on the side turned his head to look at the two corpses on the ground, one of which he naturally recognized, it was a dart master in the dart game, and when he saw the other corpse, Rao is Lin Zhennan was used to seeing the wind and waves, and couldn't help but shout, "This ..... This is Yu Canghai's corpse, could it be..... Could it be that Ye Shaoxia did it? Lin Zhennan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Ye Fan.

Yue Lingshan and Lao Denuo heard Lin Zhennan shouting like this, and they also turned their heads to look at the corpse on the ground, Yue Lingshan muttered, "This is..... This is the second senior brother's sword. ”

Now that the truth of everything is revealed, Lin Zhennan naturally won't think that Yu Canghai has nothing to do to pick up Ye Fan's saber and stab himself to death, at that moment, he immediately decided, "Come on, quickly send Ye Shaoxia to the guest room to rest, and then clean up the place, by the way, collect the body of Lord Yu Guan, and send someone to Qingcheng Mountain early tomorrow morning." ”

Lin Zhennan, who is an old man, clearly understands that this is an opportunity, an opportunity to solve his own crisis.

Since Yu Canghai, who is the head of the Qingcheng faction, died in his own dart game for no apparent reason, then the Qingcheng faction dares to provoke the Fuwei dart game again?

Naturally not,

Thinking of this, Lin Zhennan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Ye Fan, who was still unconscious, and had some kind of decision in his heart.

......

"Ye Shaoxia, I will ask you to take care of it in the future,"

In front of the door of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, Lin Zhennan solemnly instructed Ye Fan, and behind him was Mrs. Wang, who looked reluctant.

"Mr. Lin, please rest assured," Ye Fan turned around and looked at the things in the carriage behind him with some pain.

Since Ye Fan killed Yu Canghai that day, the rest of the Qingcheng faction have also dispersed as birds and beasts, and the crisis of the Fuwei Dart Bureau can be regarded as solved, but Lin Zhennan didn't know what tendons were pumping in his brain, and he actually insisted on sending Lin Pingzhi to Huashan to learn art.

That's right, it's a cart full of stuff,

Lin Pingzhi was not dissatisfied with Lin Zhennan's arrangement, after learning that Ye Fan had killed Yu Canghai, this handsome little white face was a little unspeakable, and his enthusiasm for practicing martial arts was unprecedentedly high.

"Father, mother, the child is gone," Lin Pingzhi stepped forward and said goodbye to Lin Zhennan and his wife, Mrs. Wang took his hand, and was reluctant for a while.

After a long time, Ye Fan and his entourage bid farewell to the Lin family, and ran towards Huashan with the things of the carriage.

(As usual, ask for collections,\\(^o^)/~,By the way,It's too hot these days.,Be careful of heat stroke when you go out to play.,Ahem.,Actually, I want to say.,So what's free to come and cheer.。 ）