Chapter 677 (2/2)

Chu fan glanced at Naoto Miyamoto: ”what do you mean? You want to kill with a knife? I can remind you that if Akiko is not here, I promise to screw your head off and be a night pot!”

”Are you, Chu fan?” an older woman asked stiffly.

After seeing the looks of these women, Chu fan was very lucky. Thanks to his foresight, he didn't pull off the woman killer's scarf. Otherwise, brother must be frightened out of order.

”Yes, I'm Chu fan.” Chu fan was surrounded by a group of murderous women, but he didn't see any tension and fear. He asked curiously, ”is your master Ye Yin's sword heart ugly?”

”Nani?” several women are confused. He doesn't want to live. Dare you say our master is ugly?

Chu Fan said boldly, ”if you look in the mirror, it must be your master who is afraid that you are more beautiful than her, so he accepted you as disciples.”

A girl's anger eased a lot and asked a little shyly, ”are you praising me for being beautiful?”

She pretended to pinch and winked at Chu fan, which almost made Chu fan sick. This is more lethal than the previous female killer.

”Baga!” the other girl's broom eyebrows turned up and said angrily, ”he's scolding us for being ugly and slandering the master. Sisters, let's go up together and kill him.”

Suddenly, several women angrily scolded in unison, waved their long swords and stabbed Chu fan. They not only used the same sword moves, but also stabbed in the same position. They were all Chu fan's heart pit and back.

If measured with a ruler, their swords are almost on the same horizontal line, and the difference between them will not exceed three centimeters. Even the posture is not too bad. If you don't look at your face, it must be very good-looking. Unfortunately, the lethality is too low.

Whoosh!

As soon as Chu fan dodged, he broke away from the encirclement. The next moment, he appeared on the side of the girl opposite, raised his hand and grabbed it in front of her chest. At the moment when the girl screamed and slashed it with a fierce sword, his figure had disappeared.

”Ah!” another girl was badly hurt. I don't know whether she was angry or cool. In short, her sword skills were all disordered. She cut her Qi indiscriminately. She couldn't touch one of Chu fan's hair, but almost hurt her fellow martial sisters by mistake.

”Stop!” a cold cry came. Several red faced girls stared at Chu fan and retreated.

Chu fan lazily took out a cigarette and glanced in the direction of the sound source. Suddenly, the whole person was stunned. The smoke fell from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know it.

Is she Ye Yin Jianxin? Is she really Japanese?

Su Yuan did not lose to her in appearance, but she did not have the ethereal immortal temperament of her; Li Qingcheng did not lose to her, but similarly, her inherent holiness was far more attractive than Li Qingcheng's enchanting.

Crape myrtle is more beautiful than her, but crape myrtle is like a little girl who hasn't grown up, and ye Yin's sword heart in front of her is a mystery. She has the green and astringent of a 17-year-old girl and the maturity of a 30-year-old woman. While making people feel good, there is also a kind of indifference that refuses people thousands of miles away.

How beautiful!

”Are you Chu fan?” Ye Yin asked faintly in a very fluent Chinese language.

Chu fan nodded hurriedly: ”yes, I am. Beauty, are you ye Yin's sword heart? I've heard a lot about you. Nice to meet you!”

When Chu fan strode forward and stretched out his hand, ye Yin frowned in the heart of the sword, subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, and scolded coldly, ”don't get close to me. The smell of blood on you is disgusting. No wonder you will be called the king of murder. How many people have you killed? Aren't you afraid of avenging your soul at night?”

”The wronged soul demands life? Ha ha!” Chu fan stopped a few meters away from the heart of Ye Yin's sword, took out a cigarette again, lit it, took a deep breath, and sneered, ”I'm not even afraid of them when they're alive, and dare to come to me for trouble when they're dead? Aren't you afraid of me killing them again and killing them all?”

”I really don't understand. Why does Qingzi like you?” ye yinjianxin waved her sleeve and said coldly, ”you go. Qingzi is already my apprentice. From now on, she has nothing to do with you. Please don't disturb her life again.”

Chu fan, who was originally very fond of her, suddenly became angry: ”who are you? Are you qualified to be Qingzi's master? Wipe, Qingzi is pregnant with my child. Do you say she has anything to do with me? The child is born, call you father?”

”Unbridled!” Ye Yin's sword heart was furious. He pointed the silver long sword with scabbard at Chu fan, and the murderous spirit raged, ”draw the sword, I want to duel with you!”

”To fight with you, you still need to draw a sword?” Chu fan took a hard puff, smoked most of his cigarettes, and suddenly bounced the cigarette end towards the chest of Ye Yin's sword heart.

You'd better iron a hole in her clothes. That's beauty. ha-ha!

”Shameless!” Ye Yin's sword heart was really angry this time. With a wave of her hand, the cigarette end was slapped back when it was a distance from her. At the same time, the long sword with sheath in her hand, like a poisonous python, went straight to Chu fan's heart.

”I said, can you change your position?” Chu fan threw a fist at the long sword and said discontentedly, ”also say me, how much better are you than me? The shot is a killing move. If you go out, you will kill more people than me.”

At this moment, ye Yin's sword suddenly avoided Chu fan's fist and stopped in front of his throat.

Ye Yin's sword heart became immortal again and said coldly, ”if it's a fight between life and death, you're dead now.”

Chu fan removed her scabbard and disdained to say, ”if you were in bed, you would be pregnant now.”