As for the man with the scar and the others, their complexions had completely darkened at this time.

They obviously had no patience to spend with Ye Fan.

The man with the scar stretched out his hand and took a knife from his subordinates. With a gloomy face, he walked slowly towards Ye Fan.

Those eyes, like bloodthirsty vultures, were so cold, looking straight at Ye Fan.

"Bastard, you are the first and last person who dares to make me, Wang Erdao, kneel."

"I wanted to give you a chance to live, but you insist on dying."

"In that case, I will send you on your way!"

Thorn~

After the words fell, the man with the scar slashed down with both hands holding the knife.

The sharp blade reflected the cold moonlight. Under the hands of the scarred man, the blade split the air wave and fell hard towards Ye Fan.

"Dead!"

"This kid is finished~"

Many people had already closed their eyes, Lu Wenjing was so frightened that she cried even louder, and Lu Mingze also frowned and turned around, not daring to look again.

However, at the next moment, there was only a muffled "clang".

Everyone saw that the blade in the scarred man's hand snapped off!

The broken blade was kicked out by Ye Fan, and hit the thick tree trunk behind him with a bang.

What?

"This...how is this possible?"

At that time, the man with the scar was completely dumbfounded. Holding a broken knife, he stood there blankly, as if struck by lightning.

He never thought that the steel knife in his hand would be broken by the kick of the man in front of him?

Huh~

But when the man with the scar was trembling, Ye Fan suddenly kicked his left leg up!

Boom~

Ye Fan slammed his leg on the scarred man's shoulder fiercely, and the huge force became heavier, and the scarred man knelt on the ground with a bang.

The broken knife in his hand even flew out, twirled in the air, and then fell down.

With a stabbing sound, it was impartial, and it just penetrated into the thigh of the man with the scar.

"Ah~"

A miserable scream echoed in all directions.

Blood was flowing, and the man with the scar who was domineering and majestic just now was like a useless dog, holding his injured thigh on the ground, moaning and screaming.

"This... this~" JrNovels.com