Chapter 727 Progress

Ye Fan's words echoed in the hall, and Jiang Wuyin choked a little.

Justice is like him, and it is difficult to refute Mark's words.

Looking at Ye Fan again, Jiang Wuyin suddenly felt a little dazed.

He was so determined, so unquestionable.

That look was so much like a real king.

"Jiange is very grateful for coming to Nanchuan to help." Ye Fan continued, the edge in his words faded a lot, "We won't talk about anything else during this trip. We are here to beg thieves, not to fight."

"After Whistle City is destroyed, I will personally visit Lord Jiang in the future. By then we will have time to have a good discussion."

"Okay." Jiang Wuyin responded. He originally thought of many words to attack him, but at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

He could not refute the determination of a monarch.

"King Ye, please sit down." Suan Sansheng stood up and gave up the middle position.

Ye Fan nodded and sat down, turned around, and there were many Nanchuan generals in the audience, as well as some generals from various parties who came to help.

"Military advisor, please count the heroes of all parties who participated in this crusade against thieves." Nodding slightly to Suan Sansheng, Ye Fan looked at everyone and said loudly: "Nanchuan crusade against thieves, I would like to thank you all for coming to my aid. ”

"You're welcome, Lord Ye. It's our long-cherished wish to fight against thieves."

"That's right, I hated the dynasty organization to the extreme before. Now that I have the opportunity to participate, I just dream of it."

"We all came here voluntarily, so thank you."

"..."

Everyone responded, either filled with indignation or flattered. Their words, both internal and external, revealed their determination to fight against the thief like gold and iron.

Of course, how hard this gold and iron is is unknown.

Zhaoyangguan Alliance Army Ye Fan has seen them, and naturally he doesn't believe these people, but he cares so much, so he just waved his hand casually.

"The restrictions in Whirlpool City are now broken. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, I will launch a general attack in three days."

"Everyone, please prepare as soon as possible. In three days, we will break into the city and kill the thieves."

"Okay." After hearing Ye Fan's order, everyone responded one after another. Unlike those who only count three lives, with Ye Fan's return, so many kings and soldiers are no longer a deterrent. They can become a man-eating tiger anytime and anywhere.

Soon, everyone left one after another, and Jiang Wuyin did not stop and left quickly. The fifty thousand disciples of Jiange would be in a lot of trouble without him.

"Maybe we can have a good talk with Pavilion Master Jiang in the future." After everyone left, Suan Sansheng said: "He is a righteous man."

"We can definitely talk about it." Ye Fan nodded, "I have met the disciples of Jiange, and they are all quite good. Most of them are upright and frank."

"It's just that he doesn't seem to be willing to cooperate with us." Ye Mou spoke, seeming to think of the conversation he had just had with Jiang Wuyin, and said, "He has misunderstood us."

"It's not a misunderstanding." Ye Fan replied, his eyes looking into the distance: "We have actually met many people like Pavilion Master Jiang."

"I admire him very much as a person. If possible, I would rather not conflict with Jiange. But if the two sides have different paths, fighting will be inevitable."

…

King Kong City, as one of the five cities of chaos, the streets here are very chaotic, and the roads are dark red, which is stained by a lot of blood.

At a certain moment, in the corner of the street, a figure emerged from the garbage pile and spat a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Ye Fan, you deserve to die." It was the Holy Lord who walked out of the garbage dump. At this time, perhaps he was a little weak after traveling thousands of miles.

"I never thought that my Holy Lord would fall to this level one day, or be forced to do this by a mortal."

Cleaning up the rubbish on his body, the Holy Master had an angry look on his face, and there was unconcealable hatred in his eyes.

"Boy, who are you?" Before the Holy Master had finished cleaning up, a carefree young man walked over by the side of the road.

He was carrying a machete and looked at the dirty Holy Lord with a ferocious expression: "Don't you know this is my territory?"

"Who gave you permission to sleep here?"

"Am I sleeping here?" One sentence almost made the Holy Lord break through. Originally, he was repelled by Ye Fan and came out of the garbage pile full of will-o'-the-wisps. Now that he was so insulted, he sneered angrily.

"come here."

"So what if you come here?" The young man was naturally not afraid. He turned the long knife around and walked towards the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord just sneered. The young man came forward, looked at the Holy Lord, and kicked out without any hesitation.

This garbage dump can be regarded as a popular place where homeless people in the city like to gather. In the past, he could easily knock a homeless man to the ground with a kick like this.

Snapped.

Of course, the Holy Lord couldn't be kicked down by him. He stretched out his hand to catch the young man's foot, and then the inexplicable light flickered in his hand.

"My feet!" When the young man came to his senses, his feet had disappeared.

"let me go!"

In panic, the young man waved the machete in his hand and looked at the Holy Master's hand, but when the knife fell, the Holy Master just caught it with his backhand.

Same means, this time hands.

Snap.

With a gentle push, the young man fell in front of the Holy Lord. The huge pain caused him to curl up into a shrimp.

In just one face-to-face encounter, he lost a foot and a hand.

"Open your dog eyes and see if I am the one sleeping here."

The Holy Lord was still puzzled. He stood up and slowly walked to the young man.

For such a mortal, squeezing him to death will not dissipate his anger.

"Normally, a scum like you wouldn't even have the qualifications to anger me."

The Holy Lord spoke, looking at the young man who was just wailing, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Have you heard of human pigs? I think you are quite suitable."

"Human pig? What..." The young man was still in pain, but soon, he realized what the Holy Lord said, and his whole face showed great fear.

"no no!"

…

Boom!

In front of the whirling city, war drums rumbled.

Ye Fan and the Nanchuan generals stood in front of the formation, with elite troops behind them.

The gates of Whirlpool City are still closed, but visible to the naked eye, there are many fewer people guarding the city.

Ye Fan broke through the projection of the Holy Lord and the death of the lion had defeated the psychological defense of the traitor who originally wanted to hold on.

"Ye Fan, when will we attack?" Beside Ye Fan, Suan Sansheng spoke, looking at the army in the distance.

"A lot of people came."

"Yes, it should be those generals who passed the news back." Ye Fan nodded and turned his head inadvertently. There was a dark area in the distance, like a dense army.

"The heroes of Nanchuan don't dare to help me, and they don't dare not to come."

"They are waiting and watching." Li Ping'an also came to Ye Fan's side. He understood these people clearly and shook his head: "If we win, they will follow closely and post one by one to say that they have come. Chi, you can get favors without having to do anything."

"If we lose, then they can immediately turn into evil wolves and list the crimes they have done in Nanchuan these days, one by one, and use these crimes to attack us."

"No matter what, they don't lose." Suan Sansheng replied, shook his feather fan, looked at Ye Fan, and said with a hint of inquiry: "Prince Ye, do we want them to benefit?"

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, "This time the Nanchuan crusade came too quickly, giving them the opportunity to sit back and watch."

"When we take over Posuo City, there will be plenty of time to settle the matter in the future."

"Let me lead the team during the liquidation." Fatty Li also came up, seeming a little aggrieved: "You asked me to send people back. I have lost a lot of their military merits."

"You still care about military exploits." Ye Fan was a little funny and looked at Fatty Li: "How about I ask you to see Meiniang off? Is the journey going smoothly?"

"Did it go well..." Ye Fan's question made Fatty Li pause for a moment. Then, he seemed to remember some unbearable experience, and his face suddenly turned red. new

"Don't ask, don't ask."

After saying this, Fatty Li waved his hand and left in a hurry.

"What happened?" Looking at Fatty Li's appearance, Ye Fan was a little curious.

"Li You has learned a lesson from this trip." Suan Sansheng replied, with a slight smile on his face. He put his fan to his mouth and whispered to Ye Fan in a low voice:

"The dancer was very clever. She used some magic to transform a sow into her own appearance..."