The flying shuttle sword light enveloped Lin Fei.

Still cruel.

It was just that one scimitar was first turned into two scimitars.

The power of murderous aura also doubled. Ye San looked fierce and murderous intent and wanted to kill Lin Fei.

Lin Fei played more than a dozen moves with Ye San, but then he lost interest.

He grabbed Ye San's wrist with both hands.

Seeing that Lin Fei actually reached out to grab his wrist, Ye San's eyes lit up.

He wanted to pick Lin Fei's tendons before, but he couldn't find the opportunity, but now Lin Fei stretched out his hand. Since Lin Fei wanted to die, how could he miss this opportunity?

A cold light flashed in Ye San's eyes, and two scimitars in his hand were shook at Lin Fei's wrist like cold electricity.

However, at this moment, he found that Lin Fei's hands were instantly, ten times faster than him, and he grabbed both his wrists at a speed of ten times faster than him.

Ye San felt Lin Fei's hands grabbing his wrists, and his hands were like a shackle, unbreakable.

Ye San was startled and immediately looked up at Lin Fei, but found that his body was filled with a bone-cold aura.

Lin Fei's eyes also have a sharp and striking sharpness.

Even though Ye San, who had always been cruel and ruthless, felt a chill in his heart when he saw the cold sharpness in Lin Fei's eyes.

He had a premonition that he was going to suffer!

When he felt this way, he had just appeared in his heart.

Crack.

"Ah!~~~"

The sound of a broken hand bone and Ye San's scream resounded throughout the living room of the villa.

In pain, he immediately fell off his hands and fell off his hands.

At this moment, Lin Fei held two scimitars in his hands.

Swish swish swish swish.

Then, Lin Fei's hands were like the Thousand-Handed Guanyin, and his hand shadow floated quickly, as if there were thousands of hands and sword lights flying.

Ye San widened his horrified eyes. He felt that there were floating hands in front of him, as if thousands of people were reaching their hands towards him.

The flying knife was flying in his ear, whirring like wind and thunder, flew over his scalp, ears, cheeks, and Adam's apple. Just one careless knife would be enough to make him pay a heavy price, even his life.

The clothes were tearing and crackling.

The sharp sword energy was tearing and cutting him, as if he was about to tear open his skin.

Ye San was so scared that he wanted to scream, but the sword energy that was tearing the clothes and the sharp flying knife that flew against his skin made him lose the courage to shout.

At this moment, the shadow of Thousand Hands disappeared and the sword light disappeared.

When Zhu Liu saw Ye San's appearance, he was so scared that he sat on the sofa, pointing to Ye San's fingers and stuttering: "Three, your hair and clothes..."

Ye San finally came back to his senses from the fear of death. When he heard Zhu Liu's words, he couldn't help but wonder. He touched his head with both hands. After touching it, he found that his head was bare and had no hair.

Ye San's forehead suddenly burst into cold sweat. Needless to say, the hair on his head was shaved by Lin Fei with a scimitar just now.

When I thought of Lin Fei shaved, it was his hair. If it were his head, he would have been in a different place.

Ye San felt a chill all over his body. When he looked down, he almost jumped up in fear. He saw that his originally intact clothes had turned into a pile of holes, just like rotten vegetable leaves.

Thinking that if Lin Fei had not tore his clothes into pieces, but tore them directly on his body, then his body would have been covered in pieces and lost his life.

Looking at the pieces of clothes and hair under his feet, Ye San was trembling as if he was falling into an ice cellar.

"Pu Swish!~~~" Seeing Ye San become a monk, his clothes were like rotten vegetable leaves, even the cold Leng Ying couldn't help but sneer.

After Lin Fei finished modifying Ye San, he stuffed two scimitars back into Ye San's hand, and said to Ye San with great sincerity: "It's dangerous to play with a knife. Don't play with a knife anymore, otherwise you will have to lose your life."

After saying that, Lin Fei turned around and walked towards Leng Ying, a few meters away.

Ye San stared at Lin Fei leaving, frowned and pale, thinking to himself: Is he warning me?

I am no match for him, and there is only a dead end to fight with him.

Seeing Lin Fei turning his back toward Leng Ying, Ye San felt ashamed and angry, and suddenly overwhelmed his fear.

He was so arrogant that he didn't take himself seriously, and turned his back to himself.

An undetectable sharp look flashed in Ye San's eyes.

Swish.

Ye San suddenly shot out, and the scimitar in his hand turned into cold electricity, stabbing Lin Fei's back.

Lin Fei's ears slightly raised, his brows frowned slightly, and a coldness flashed in his eyes, looking at Leng Ying.

Leng Ying also looked at him, and the two of them had a meeting of their eyes.

Leng Ying suddenly understood what he meant from Lin Fei's eyes.

Swish.

The cold eagle disappeared in place all at once.

The afterimage instantly passed by Lin Fei.

Ye San, who had a cruel face, stabbed Lin Fei directly with a scimitar in his hand, suddenly had a flash of sight before his eyes, and a blurred figure appeared in front of him without warning.

Leng Ying, who was cold and frightening and murderous intent on his body, appeared in front of Ye San. Before he could react from his horror, Leng Ying had already grabbed Ye San's right hand with his knife.

Swish.

The sharp blade pushed back and cut into Ye San's throat.

Blood splattered, and Ye San had no time to shout and fell into a pool of blood.

Zhu Liu was so scared that his face was ashamed, his eyes wide open, full of horror, but he was so scared that he couldn't shout out.

The third brother died like this?

He couldn't believe that for more than ten years, relying on his adopted father's power, his six adopted sons were arrogant and no one dared to mess with him.

They are the only ones who kill people, but no one dares to kill them.

But today, everything was broken.

The old hardware spore was kicked away with one kick, and life and death were unknown. The third brother was directly killed by someone with his scimitar, cutting his throat and killing him.

Zhu Liu was really scared.

I was sweating profusely, my heart was chilling, and it was so cold that it was so cold that I could get to my bones.

At this moment, Lin Fei sat on the sofa next to Zhu Liu.

At the same time, I probably heard a huge movement in the fight in the villa.

Bodyguards flocked in the courtyard outside.

When they saw Ye San lying in a pool of blood on the ground, they all looked at Lin Fei and Leng Ying.

But Zhu Liu didn't let them do it, and they didn't dare to do it.

Lin Fei and Leng Ying seemed to have not seen these bodyguards.

Lin Fei looked at Zhu Liu with a smile and said, "Zhu Liu, can you hand over Zheng Wenbin, Liu Xuan, and those missing girls now?"

Zhu Liuyi looked panicked and sweated coldly. He shouted to the bodyguard: "Hurry up, go and take Zheng Wenbin and Liu Xuan out."

"Yes, Master Six." Immediately, several bodyguards agreed and walked towards the side door of the villa.

Lin Fei looked at a table in front of him. Because of the fight and the golden spores rolling around, the wine glasses on the table fell to the ground and broke, and a bottle of red wine was also poured on the table, and all the red wine flowed to the ground.

"Zhu Liu, I'm tired of fighting with Leng Ying. Let your bodyguard bring you wine and have a good drink." Lin Fei put his hand on Zhu Liu's shoulder, just like a good brother.

However, Zhu Liu felt that Lin Fei's palm on his shoulder was as heavy as hundreds of pounds, making him feel that his shoulders were almost crushed. He quickly shouted to the bodyguard: "Get the drinks!"

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Chapter completed!