Chapter 427: Helping Hands

"Hundred Miles Soul Chaser!"

As soon as this spear came out, an exclamation suddenly sounded around him, as if he was extremely familiar with this object.

At the same time, Ye Fan also heard this name, and was about to dodge, but this spear changed abruptly, and it actually stretched out wildly, and finally only heard a "poof", and the tip of the spear directly sank into Ye Fan's chest, causing his body to slowly fall to the ground.

"Look, everyone, Ye Fan has been shot!"

The moment Ye Fan was pierced through his chest by the spear, the power of the blood-colored inch had already subsided like a tide, and at this moment, Zhu Yuan's water curtain barrier had also been exhausted, and everything was under his control.

"Brush!"

After the spear penetrated Ye Fan's chest, it contracted back again the next moment, which looked extremely magical.

Ye Fan struggled to get up from the ground, but for the time being, he could only support the ground with his hands, barely supporting his body.

And in his chest, a blood hole the size of a bowl is obvious, and at this moment, blood is constantly gushing inside, and in the blink of an eye, his whole body has been stained.

"This gun ......" Looking at the majestic spear in Zhu Yuan's hand, Ye Fan had a lot of unwillingness in his heart.

"This is a high-grade spirit soldier hundred-mile soul chasing gun, the body of the gun can be stretched up to thousands of meters, killing people in the distance, everyone who knows me knows this gun, and you have experienced it at this moment!" Zhu Yuan took the initiative to explain.

As for the ability of the Hundred Miles Soul Chasing Gun, this has long been an open secret, as long as you see this spear appearing from a distance, you can know that it is Zhu Yuan, one of the four masters under the Third Prince, who has arrived, and this spear is like Ye Fan's Heavenly Sword, which has become a token that makes Zhu Yuan well-known.

If Ye Fan had understood the unique ability of this thing before, maybe he wouldn't have suffered this blow.

"Poof......

During Zhu Yuan's explanation, Ye Fan had already spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and the powerful spiritual power on the Hundred Miles Soul Chasing Spear was destroying Ye Fan's body, which was enough to be counted as one of the few serious injuries Ye Fan had ever suffered.

"If you have the guts, kill me, Heavenly Sword, don't even think about it!" Ye Fan half-knelt on the ground, but his words were as tough as ever.

At this moment, he has all the hole cards on his body, but he is not Zhu Yuan's opponent, no matter how useless he struggles, it is useless, as for the Desolate Ancient Sword Technique, it could have become the last weapon against Zhu Yuan, but at this moment, because he was seriously injured, he no longer had the ability to use this sword technique.

The performance of the Ancient Sword Technique is more demanding than any martial art.

"I'm really obsessed, for His Royal Highness the Third Prince, your life is not valuable, only what you have on you has some value!" Zhu Yuan slowly walked in front of Ye Fan, and pointed the tip of the gun at Ye Fan's head.

At this moment, as long as the Baili Soul Chasing Spear is extended a few points again, it can penetrate Ye Fan's head.

Although Ye Fan had already said no words, Zhu Yuan still wanted to force Ye Fan to hand over the Heavenly Sword, after all, Ye Fan was in the limelight at the moment, and he didn't want to break the rules of the Illusory Lingxiao Hall to kill people unless he had to.

"You are the third prince when you open and close your mouth, and at this moment, in my opinion, he is just a robber!" Ye Fan replied coldly, very disdainful in his heart.

Previously, Nanhua had warned Ye Fan before they parted, to be careful of people with a heart coveting the Heavenly Sword, but at this moment, he didn't expect that this person with a heart was actually a terrible third prince with a high status and status.

This person threatens Ye Fan by helping the Lin family avenge him, which seems reasonable on the surface, but in essence he is still a robber-like act, which is really against the identity of the prince.

"Zhu Yuan, don't you stop?"

Just when Ye Fan and Zhu Yuan were in a stalemate, a beautiful voice suddenly came from a distance, giving Ye Fan an extremely familiar feeling.

"Brush!"

As the words fell, a beautiful woman had already appeared in front of Ye Fan and the others in the next moment, a light veil wrapped in a perfect body, graceful curves were concave and convex, long legs and slender waist, and it was intriguing at a glance.

"Wang Xinruo, what are you doing, there is nothing for you here!"

Seeing the beautiful woman in front of him, Zhu Yuan was not in the mood to appreciate this beauty, but frowned and asked.

"Ye Fan is my friend, you can't kill him today!" Wang Xinruo replied lightly, as if he was not afraid of Zhu Yuan.

"What is a friend, Ye Fan is the person the third prince wants to kill, and you can't save him?" Zhu Yuan was unmoved, as a disciple of Shenxuan, he did not give Wang Xinruo any face.

"That's right!" Wang Xinruo gave an affirmative answer without even thinking about it, which moved Ye Fan on the side, but he was more confused.

Why did this Wang Xinruo want to be so good to him, he actually braved the anger of the third prince to save him.

"Hahaha, it's really ridiculous, just because you're a little girl who has just entered the Vientiane Realm, how can you save him!" Zhu Yuan laughed angrily when he heard this, and also despised Wang Xinruo.

"With me!"

Before Wang Xinruo could reply, a man's voice came from the distance again, mighty and domineering, revealing a trace of majesty.

Judging from the aura deliberately revealed by the man, it was no less than Zhu Yuan.

The man soon came to the center of the field, with a face of Chinese characters, a calm complexion, and his age was almost the same as Zhu Yuan.

"Wang Shuang!" Seeing this person, Zhu Yuan finally exclaimed, and a trace of complexity appeared in his eyes.

"Zhu Yuan, although they are in the same hall, they may not have seen each other for a long time, I didn't expect to meet here!" A faint smile appeared on Wang Shuang's face and greeted Zhu Yuan.

"You also want to meddle in this matter?" Zhu Yuan couldn't laugh at all at the moment, and said with a gloomy face.

"My sister's business is naturally my business, and I can't sit idly by as an elder brother!" Wang Shuang's tone was indifferent, but he still made his position clear.

After hearing this, Zhu Yuan's face suddenly became a little struggling, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, today I, Zhu Yuan, will sell you Wang Shuang's face, but the next time I see this kid, I will never spare it!"

After saying that, Zhu Yuan directly withdrew the Hundred Miles Soul Chasing Spear, snorted coldly and turned around and headed down the mountain.

"Ye Fan, you wait for me, next time I don't need my brother to come out, I can defeat you!" After Zhu Bo said a word, he followed Zhu Yuan's footsteps.

He had already guarded the ninefold peak of the First Realm, and when he stepped into the Vientiane Realm, he had a great hope of defeating Ye Fan.

Ye Fan slowly stood up under Wang Xinruo's support, and the words of the two brothers of the Zhu family leaving were all heard by him, but he did not respond this time, because his attention was on the two brothers and sisters beside him.

The sudden appearance of Wang Xinruo and Wang Shuang made him react a little unhurriedly, especially Wang Shuang, this man with a terrifying aura, even Zhu Yuan seemed to have a lot of fears about him.

"Xinruo, who are you?"

After settling down, Ye Fan finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask very seriously.

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