"The moment you take the gun, you are already guilty of the following."

Ye Fan shook the blood from his sword and turned to stare at Li Wuxing and others who were retreating.

The nerves of Li Wuzong and his group suddenly became tense, and they nervously pointed their weapons at Ye Fan.

"Xia Kunlun, you bastard, you are dictatorial, you stabbed two core members to death, you are nothing."

Li Wuzong even yelled: "Don't come over, or we'll die together. I'm going to sue you, I'm going to sue you."

"Li Wuzong, you control the power of Xia Wending and Ruan Jinyang."

Ye Fan ignored Li Wuzong's furious eyes: "From now on, you and Qing Cang are my confidants."

"What?

I control both their teams?"

Li Wuzong was startled when he heard this, then he lowered his gun and said happily: "I am in charge of three battalions?"

"Pounce--" Ye Fan raised his hand, and the sharp sword penetrated his heart.

A stream of blood spattered out.

"You are asked to hand over your authority, and you still want to take over the power of the third battalion?"

Ye Fan sneered when he heard this: "You, a cadre, can't stand the test at all!"

"I, I -" Li Wuzong threw away his short gun and stared at Ye Fan with his hand covering his heart, with unspeakable anger on his face.

He wanted to scold Ye Fan's eighteenth generation ancestors, but the severe pain in his heart prevented him from scolding him.

He could only slowly fall to the ground while giving instructions to his men: "Kill...kill him!"

Before the five cronies could respond, Ye Fan snorted with disdain: "The master is dead, what's the value of working hard?"

"Abandon your weapons and surrender, there is still a chance of survival. If there is any hostility, kill the household registration book."

Ye Fan raised the country-protecting sword in his hand: "Kneel down!"

After hearing this, the five cronies dropped their weapons and knelt down with sweat dripping from their backs.

"Trash... greedy for life and afraid of death..." Li Wuzong spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground without resting.

After killing three people in a row, Ye Fan remained calm and looked at Yang Xiyue and his men indifferently.

"Palace Master, I know you want a blood change and a big purge, and I am willing to hand over my authority unconditionally!"

"You can even take my life!"

"I just hope you don't hurt my brothers."

"They are innocent, and they are here to be gilded. I want to show them a noble hand and give them a way out."

At this time, Yang Xiyue, who was dressed in military uniform, not only signaled the guards to put down their weapons, but also took the initiative to hand over her authority to Ye Fan.

"A little enlightened!"

Ye Fan looked at Yang Xiyue with interest and said calmly: "Okay, I'll give you a chance to cooperate with Qingcang to integrate the four camps."

"If you cooperate well, you will not only survive, but you can also continue to sit in your original position and be gilded."
Chapter completed!