Chapter 132. Kill each other

Ye Fan looked at Wang Zheng, who was motionless in front of him, and sent him an order with a blank face.

Then Wang Zheng began to move, and his eyes were dim. He picked up the weapon in his hand and stepped into another courtyard.

There were several servants, a woman and a teenager in the yard. These people were not killed by Ye Fan's sword spirit. It was Ye Fan who deliberately did it. These people were all prepared by him for Wang Zheng.

At the same time, he moved, and the next moment, he held Wang Suizong like a chicken and threw it to the ground heavily. Then a true qi shot from his fingers and hit a hole of Wang Suizong.

"Hmm...?" Wang Suizong woke up from a coma, and then saw Ye Fan beside him. His face changed and he made a defensive combat posture.

"If I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago." Ye Fan drew a trace of sarcastic arc at the corners of his mouth and said lurely.

Wang Suizong's face turned pale for a while. He knew that what he was saying was the truth. The gap between himself and him was like that between an ant and a dragon, the other party might be able to kill himself with a sneeze.

"Look." Ye Fan said faintly and turned his head to the direction of Wang Zheng.

Wang Suizong looked in his direction and his face changed greatly.

"Madam, Ning'er!" He shouted anxiously and was about to go to the rescue.

Ye Fan shook it casually and hit his knee with a real anger.

"Kka."

The sound of bone breaking sounded, and Wang Suizong was caught off guard and knelt to the ground.

Wang Zheng walked into the yard like a walking corpse, looking at the women, teenagers and servants.

The woman looked at him in horror. The servant trembled with fear, while the teenager's lips were white and he looked at Wang Zheng in fear.

"Don't come here!"

The woman finally couldn't help screaming.

Wang Zheng's eyes are full of red light, emitting a bloodthirsty light.

"Kill."

He roared and rushed forward.

The first two servants were directly cut into several pieces, with internal organs and blood all over the ground.

The woman immediately screamed desperately, and the harsh cry revealed deep fear.

The teenager was so scared that he rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

"No, don't kill them!" Wang Suizong suddenly shouted.

"Master, save us quickly." The lady shouted with a hisss.

Ye Fan slowly turned his head and looked at him indifferently. His dark eyes could not see any emotion.

Wang Zheng's hands were stained with blood, and the blood stimulated the bloodthirsty desire in his heart, and the big knife in his hand hit the woman heavily.

The woman is just an ordinary person who was split into meat sauce without humming.

The teenager could no longer withstand such stimulation and fainted directly.

"Beast!" Wang Suizong roared with red eyes. Unfortunately, his knees were broken and he could not move. He could only look at Ye Fan with cannibalism.

"Anger or despair? How many people's families have you destroyed with your own hands? Now do you finally know how those people feel? What right do you have to be angry? I'm just doing what you've been doing. Ye Fan said coldly.

Like a basin of cold water, Wang Suizong was speechless and decadent, as if he was dozens of years old.

"That's all. The cause of the past, the fruit of today, the cycle of heavenly principles, and the retribution is not good. You kill me." Wang Suizong is really frustrated at this moment. He blames everything for himself. If it hadn't been for the destruction of Ye Fan's family, there would not have been today's tragedy.

"Well, do you think I will let you die so easily?" Ye Fan laughed in a low voice, and then a teenager who collapsed to the ground by a real gas bomb.

The teenager woke up, looked at Wang Zheng, who was close at hand, and screamed.

Wang Zheng's red light is still the same, but he did not immediately kill the teenager, but just stood there motionless.

"Do you want to survive?" Ye Fan shouted at the young man.

The teenager nodded desperately, and his usual proud head, as if he were the most despicable slave at this moment, nodded desperately.

His name is Wang Ning, and he is the only son of Wang Suizong. Because he came to have a son late, and there is only this unique seedling, Wang Suizong can be said to be a lot of love for him, so he has also developed his arrogant and domineering temper.

At the age of 14, he is the overlord in the city. Bullying men and women on weekdays is just like eating and drinking tea. I don't know how many families are killed because his family is broken, and all those who resist are killed.

Although Wang Suizong has some opinions on this, it is limited to his disappointment with his son's incompetence. These things are nothing in his eyes. It's just the death of some parable people. The Wang family has occupied Tianzhou for hundreds of years, and how can they care about the lives of these people?

14-year-old Wang Ning already has the cultivation of five layers of gas refining, which sounds good, but this is what Wang Suizong spent countless costs to pile up him up and consumes the resources on him, which is enough for a talented person to break through the innate. It is used on Wang Ning, but only the five levels of cultivation of gas.

Because of this, Wang Ning is also arrogant, arrogant and arbitrary. If anyone disagrees with him, he will kill him. What he looks like can't escape from the palm of his hand. Because of this, he is more afraid of death than anyone else. At this moment, death came, especially when I saw the misery of my mother and servant, I was even more scared.

Ye Fan showed a smile at the corners of his mouth. Although it was a smile, it made people feel cold, like the smile of death.

"Kill him and you can live." Ye Fan pointed to Wang Suizong and said with a smile.

Wang Ning lost his mind for a long time, his eyes changed, and his heart was struggling violently.

Wang Suicong sneered and said, "Our father and son are deeply in love. How can we be separated by your means? Ning'er, our Wang family would rather die than live." Wang Suizong is also a hero. He can unite with Luo Yunzong to destroy the Ye family. I have to say that his methods are vicious and can be regarded as Xiaoxiong. He can see that Ye Fan can't really let them go. It's better to die than let him watch the play.

It's a pity that the tiger father has no dog child. Wang Ning hesitated for a while, and his eyes showed a fierce and long rotten life, which made him forget the family affection and friendship for a long time. In his eyes, he was the only one.

Wang Ning took a big knife and walked to his father.

"Ninger, what are you doing? Do you think he will let you go if you kill me? Stop it!" Wang Suizong saw that his beloved son was really willing to kill him in exchange for his own life, and the angry second Buddha ascended to heaven.

His powerful words just now are like a slap in the face.

"Father, I'm sorry. If I don't kill you, I will definitely die. If you die, I may live. You usually tell me that no matter what happens, you must save your life first. No matter what means you use to survive, there is hope." Wang Ning felt a little guilty at first. Later, he became righteous and bold, and his eyes looked less hesitant and afraid.

"Evil, evil... Son..." Wang Suizong's whole body trembled angrily. He pointed to his son and couldn't speak. Unexpectedly, he lived his whole life and finally died in his son's hands. It's really ridiculous!

He looked up to the sky and smiled, with a few crystal tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Father... I'm sorry!" Wang Ning closed his eyes, used all his strength, and cut diagonally into Wang Suicong's neck.

"Wo."

The aorta was cut by the sharp blade, and the blood splashed and splashed Wang Ning.

Wang Ning's pupils were wide open, and his face suddenly turned pale. He bent down and vomited.

Ye Fan smiled coldly, and his heart moved. The blood no longer splashed, and he was completely absorbed by the black iron sword. Even if he died, Ye Fan would not let him go and squeeze him out fiercely.

"Big... Your Excellency. You can let me go." Wang Ning lost all his strength and collapsed on the ground, looking at Ye Fan beggingly.

"Well, I'll keep my word. You go." Ye Fan said indifferently and waved his hand.

"Thank you, my lord, thank you!" Wang Ning was overjoyed, thanked him a few times, and hurriedly fled.

"Damn, damn, you killed my family and forced my father to die. I won't let you go. I must kill you, ah ah!" Wang Ning roared from the bottom of his heart that it was he who killed his father, but it was all pushed to Ye Fan. Although there were Ye Fan's factors, it was he who really made the choice. Obviously, at this moment, he completely forgot that he killed him.

"But how can he take revenge when he is so powerful? By the way, Luo Yunzong, the royal family, etc., as long as I tell the outside world that he cruelly killed our family, treacherous. ** All the royal women are murderous demons, peerless ** demons, which will definitely attract countless people to chase and kill him. Hahaha, you are dead. The more Wang Ning thought about it, the more excited he became. I have to say that he still inherited some of the "advantages" of Wang Suicong.

For example, being ungrateful, seeing profit and forgetting righteousness, being self-respecting, planting and culprit, etc.

It's a pity that Ye Fan will let him go like this.

The answer is yes - impossible.

A magnificent true qi bombarded Wang Ning from behind, and quickly destroyed his internal organs, and then drilled into his head and twisted him fiercely.

"Why..." Wang Ning didn't close his eyes. He didn't understand why the man suddenly repented and wanted to kill him. He could completely touch when he finished killing his father. Why did he have to pick this time?

The last scene in front of him is a graceful woman, looking at him coldly.

"So it is..."

Wang Ning finally understood what Ye Fan meant. His eyes were black, and his consciousness dissipated...

"Ha ha, it's really naive. I did promise not to kill you, but it doesn't mean that others can't kill you." Ye Fan sneered in his heart.

Looking at Wang Zheng, who was like a walking corpse in front of him, Ye Fan's eyes were indifferent. He stretched out his five fingers and suppressed him fiercely towards the top of his head.

After all this, he looked at the sky silently. He didn't know what he was thinking. The spell on his body slowly faded, and finally slowly disappeared, hidden under his skin.

The dark eyes also began to recover, no longer empty black.

"Are you all right?" Alice looked at his back and said worriedly.