The blade slashed, and after only half a second of pause, it bloomed with a dazzling brilliance, smearing it towards the three corpse bearers!

Under this terrifying speed and killing intent, the three of them had no room to resist and escape, only heard a few clicks of broken bones, and the three headless corpses fell to the ground one after another, and a large area of blood began to gush and spread!

There was a collective exclamation all around, and Fujiwara Takuto's sword shouted frantically: "Kill him!

The rest of the people reached into their arms and tried to pull out their pistols and shoot.

These dead soldiers of the Fujiwara family, all of whom have experienced a hundred battles, have a tyrannical temperament and are thirsty for killing, and their movements are quite quick to respond to crisis changes, and the speed of drawing their guns is also extremely sharp.

It's a pity that this is just relative to ordinary people, in Ye Fan's eyes, their speed is as slow as a turtle, and the guns in their hands are just some iron toys!

As soon as he stepped out, the snow was like splashed water, and the endless brilliance of murder shot towards the dead soldiers of the Fujiwara family around him!

The blade under the full urging of Zhen Qi cut through a space more than ten meters long, and the knife groaned endlessly, and the sharp roar that pierced the air continued to sneer, and an inhuman howl sounded on all sides.

It was just a simple knife, but it was seven figures that fell.

Every fanatic's throat was a blur of flesh and blood, and a large stream of blood didn't begin to gush out until they fell to the ground!

Seeing this tragic and terrifying scene, the two warriors stared at the frightened eyes, and as soon as the *** in their hands was pulled out halfway, their knees trembled involuntarily, and the soles of their feet slipped.

Is this a man? This is God! Death! Death is coming!

The two men knelt on the floor together.

The powerful and terrifying pressure caused their bushido beliefs that they had always adhered to to instantly collapse, and they only wanted to survive and escape death.

However, at this moment, Ye Fan had already been aroused by the actions of this group of beasts, and even if he broke his head, he couldn't save their dogs' lives.

Poof, poof!

Two knives fell, two dog skulls rolled down, and the headless corpse was still kneeling there, blood spurting from the severed neck, and it slowly withered and fell to the ground after a few seconds.

"Ah...... Don't kill me, don't kill me...... It's him, he's the one who instructed us to do it!" Fujiwara, who was terrified, pointed to Fujiwara Oshima not far away, knelt on the floor, kowtowed repeatedly, and his pants were drooping at his waist, before he could lift them.

The cold edge in his eyes swept over Fujiwara's filthy appearance, and the anger in Ye Fan's chest rose again, is it these things that are inferior to beasts, slaughtering the defenseless gypsies in the slums, have you ever spared those poor people who live at the bottom of the world?

Not only did he not leave a living mouth, but he also took Lilith captive and ruined her to death!

If it is half a step later, Sally Mama will definitely be beheaded!

This is a group of demons who kill people without blinking, a group of heartless animals, and barbarians who drink blood.

Treating such a thing, Ye Fan doesn't need to blink!

The hazy figure moved instantly, and the sword light of revenge was like a white horse, slashing down Fujiwara's skull!

Poof-

The splattered plasma exploded, Fujiwara didn't even scream, and his ugly body was cut into two pieces from the center!

The long knife dripped blood, and half of the corpse fell on one side, the foul smell was disgusting, and the stomach and intestines flowed all over the ground.

As far as the eye could see, there were corpses lying all over the ground in this arsenal! Blood was like a stream, winding and steaming.

Before killing these minions, Ye Fan didn't spit out a word, didn't say a word, and it wasn't until now that the breath of evil breath in his chest slowly spit out.

After killing the little one, it's the culprit's turn.

Turning around, his red eyes reflected Fujiwara Oshima's panicked escape.

"Want to go?"

This leader of the Fujiwara family, who is known for his ferocity and fierceness, is only trying to escape for his life at this moment, and he does not dare to have the slightest idea of resisting.

Fujiwara Oshima is only thirty years old, but he has killed like hemp, and his hands are stained with blood, but he has never seen this kind of terrifying scene in his life.

Knowing that he is invincible, he has only the option of running.

Fujiwara Oshima ran for his life, and just as he fled to the door of the workshop, a figure blocked his way.

Woman?

Where did the woman come out?

This bewitching and glamorous woman in a gorgeous evening dress suddenly became a roadblock in the eyes of Fujiwara Oshima.

"Aha-" He drew his long knife and slashed at Monica's head!

No matter who stands in the way, no matter how beautiful she looks, Fujiwara Oshima will not have a trace of kindness, cut her over and escape from the road.

The cold color and disdain in Monica's eyes flashed at the same time, and the bright red suddenly flew into the air, like a blooming night rose, which instantly amazed the audience.

A straight snow-white long leg stretches in mid-air, and the pointed end of the big red high heels hooks Fujiwara Oshima's chin, making it a little lighter!

As if hit by a cannonball, Fujiwara Oshima's body flew out with a bang and fell into a pile of rusty parts, several bloodshots spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The out-of-control knife light flew in the air, and with a clang, it fell alone.

A gust of wind swept in front of him, and Fujiwara Oshima's terrifying vision reflected a murderous face, a terrifying sword shadow that killed him!

With his eyes open, Fujiwara Oshima was ready to die. Stubborn as he is, he will never beg for mercy in front of the enemy, this is the spiritual bottom line of Japanese bushido.

"Don't kill him!" A terrible shout made Ye Fan stop the revenge butcher knife.

Turning around, he looked at Mama Sally with an inquiring gaze, full of puzzlement.

Why did Sally stop the butcher's knife of judgment when she had killed nearly a hundred gypsies and committed a hundred sins?

"I want him to be torn to pieces!" the old woman cried out in a hoarse plea, and this was the result she wanted!

Hate, hate to slaughter Fujiwara Oshima with his own hands, and cut off his flesh with a knife!

That tragic scene will accompany her for the rest of her life, and she will never forget it until she dies.

Fujiwara Oshima's hideous face showed a look of fear.

He never expected that this old woman would still have a chance to turn the tables and the ability to send him to hell on earth......

"Okay! I'll grant your wish!" Ye Fan raised his hand, and Dongying's long knife was thrown out of his hand and inserted into the opposite wall.

Fujiwara Oshima writhed on all fours, crawling and flinching.

Buzz –

A golden flying sword floated out from Ye Fan's body, like a dazzling elf, circling Fujiwara Oshima.

"No!"

Seeing this inhuman means, Fujiwara Oshima completely lost his courage, and his will not to fear death collapsed instantly.

Ye Fan's fingers were like a sword, cold as a man, and he grabbed it with one hand, and Zhen Qi dragged Fujiwara Oshima's writhing body out of thin air. Two knives sounded, and two bloody ears flew up in the air!

"Ah, my ears ......"

Because of the pain, Fujiwara Oshima struggled frantically, covering his bleeding sideburns with both hands, and screaming sharply, but no matter how much he struggled, it was in vain.

The golden mangs flashed, and one nose flew off his face.

The screams pierced through the roof!

Ye Fan's gesture flipped, the flying sword flashed sharply, and five fingers flew to the side at the same time, pulling out bloody silk threads!

The inhuman howl, accompanied by the broken five fingers of the other hand, resounded through the night.

Ten fingers to the heart, pain into the heart!

Fujiwara Oshima couldn't bear this pain anymore, and he opened his eyes and wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself!

Flutter!

The golden sword drilled into his mouth like a spiritual snake, spun at will, and crushed a mouthful of teeth!

"Wow-" The terrible howl, which sounded like a dying beast, was especially terrifying.

Fujiwara Oshima can't survive, can't die. The sins he committed can only be atoned in this way!

Ye Fan controlled the flying sword with one hand, quickly and accurately cutting every piece of flesh on his body, and after his fingers and toes, it was his turn to be flesh. Pieces of flesh flew like a masterpiece of a meat slicer, and only a hellish howl remained of Fujiwara Oshima, drenched in blood.

The body that stood in the air gradually revealed the white bones of the forest, and from the skull down, there was a bloody torso.

In just a few minutes, Fujiwara Oshima endured hundreds of knives, and at this time he was completely reduced to a walking corpse to be slaughtered, and no part of his body was intact, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

The inhuman torture made Monica, the viscount of the blood clan, also show a shocked expression, and a faint sour water appeared in her stomach.

This is unheard of torture and killing, and the tragic scene makes it impossible for people to look at it directly!

Flying swords are flying and thousands of knives are cut!