The group of men in black next to them, as well as a group of young people wearing masks on the other side, including the bearded men who had been severely injured by the shadow blade and the flying boat warriors, were all staring at the white-faced scholar.
"White-faced scholar, you can leave, but regardless of whether the map is true or false, stay here first!"
The leading strong man in black, as well as another master wearing a mask, spoke coldly, blocking the possible escape route of the white-faced scholar, and their hands touched the sword at his waist.
"You..." The white-faced scholar stared at the leaders of the two major forces who came together, feeling a little helpless. Turning his head to look at Mark, his heart was filled with strong resentment.
This Ye Fan is ruthless. It was obvious that everyone was besieging Ye Fan together, but Ye Fan used a map as a bait to directly reverse the situation, allowing the four powerful forces who came to besiege Ye Fan to start fighting among themselves.
But Ye Fan became an outsider!
"You are all stupid. We are here to deal with Ye Fan. Do you plan to kill each other with me?" The white-faced scholar said coldly, and the martial arts aura on his body began to fluctuate violently. It was also the strength of the martial saint realm.
"How powerful can Ye Fan, a little trash in the secular world, be? White-faced scholar, hand over the map in your hand and let me keep it!" The man wearing the mask snorted coldly, "As long as you cooperate obediently, we will After the matter is resolved, it will not be too late to deal with Ye Fan!
In addition, the strong man in black also nodded in the same way, "We'd better make our own affairs clear before we talk!"
"What the hell!" The white-faced scholar went crazy with depression, "You guys are stupid, Ye Fan can take out a map, maybe he has other maps on his body? The seven sons of the Ye family, everyone has a map on their body Fragments, as long as we take down Ye Fan, can't we ensure that everyone has a map?"
The white-faced scholar frowned and explained depressedly to the leaders of several other powerful forces.
Although the white-faced scholar's words are very reasonable, at this time everyone's minds are on the map that has already appeared, and naturally they will not allocate their thoughts to the unknown map.
No one is sure that the remaining maps are still in Ye Fan's hands!
After all, according to previous intelligence, the Ye family suffered a disaster, and all seven sons of the third generation of the Ye family died. According to the current progress, Ye Fan only went to the place where the second and third brothers died.
No one is sure how many maps Ye Fan has in his hand!
But what everyone is sure of is that the map in Ye Fan's hand is real, so let's get this map first.
"White-faced scholar, don't do this! Since you said that Ye Fan still has seven maps on his body, well... Ye Fan will leave it to you to deal with. You give up this map in your hand, and the one on Ye Fan's body You own the sixth mate, do you agree?”
The middle-aged man wearing the mask is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He described the core of the matter clearly in one sentence.
Didn’t you say that Ye Fan still has a map on him?
Well, we don't want the remaining six sets of maps, and we want this one in our hands. The remaining six sets are for you, and the white-faced scholar was put on the fire in an instant.
"This..."
The white-faced scholar was dumbfounded for a moment. He didn't expect the other old guys to play such a trick.
"Hmph! Just promise, I won't play with you any more, so let's go!"
The white-faced scholar snorted coldly, his martial arts energy fluctuated, and he planned to urge the ship to leave the scene.
Buzz!
But the other three forces had already been on guard. The moment the white-faced scholar took action, they all started to stop the white-faced scholar's ship. "Bring it to you!"
The man wearing the mask couldn't help it first, and with a strong surge of energy in his hand, he grabbed the white-faced scholar into his arms!
When the white-faced scholar moved his body just now, he stuffed the fragments of the map of Immortal Palace that Mark had thrown out into his arms. Keng!
Before the masked man's arm could get closer, a sword in the white-faced scholar's hand blocked the masked man's arm.
But the other leader in black also started from the other side and also wanted to snatch the map fragments from the white-faced scholar.
The leader of Feizhou, who had already lost an arm before, saw that he had no chance, so he dragged his sword from behind and stabbed the white-faced scholar in the waist, intending to directly kill the white-faced scholar.
"Fuck!"
The white-faced scholar noticed the joint attack of the three powerful forces and cursed in anger. He hurriedly avoided the snatching by the two powerful men in front, but a slight gash was opened on his lower back by the flying boat powerhouse.
"Is this how you play? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Since you want to play, let's kill all of you first!"
The white-faced scholar was also annoyed by the powerful men. While scolding him, he began to use all his martial arts energy to fight back.
Boom! Boom!
Bang!
Ye Fan still doesn’t know the specific origins of these powerful men in the Sea of Death, but their strength is in the realm of martial saints. The powerful fluctuations of martial arts energy will set off huge waves in the entire sea.
Ye Fan squinted at the scene in front of him, quietly commanded Wang Fugui, Guo Li and others to urge the battleship to retreat a few hundred meters, and quietly watched the performance in front of him.
The previous leader of Feizhou Powerhouse, the bearded man, could see Ye Fan's movements clearly from a distance, and he also understood what Ye Fan's current actions meant.
But at this moment, knowing clearly that this was a conspiracy, the bearded man couldn't do anything about it.
His strength has fallen from the realm of the Martial Saint to the level of the Martial Emperor. Now, whether it is Ye Fan or the white-faced scholar, he can no longer play a key role and can only play soy sauce on the side.
well!
"Brother, this..." Guo Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he looked at the scene in front of him.
When those powerful flying boats appeared just now, they used that strange golden stream of light to confine everyone and the battleship.
Everyone thought it was doomed, but now the situation has turned around.
The three powerful warriors in the Martial Saint realm fought desperately for almost an hour, and everything began to calm down.
In the end, the results were very dismal, and the men of the white-faced scholar were almost completely destroyed. The masked man and the other black-clad team were not much better. Almost all of the strong team of hundreds of people led by them were wiped out.
The leaders of the four major forces were all seriously injured, and their strength fell to the level of Martial Saint.
Although everyone had expected such a result, it really happened and everyone was stunned!
"Are you satisfied now?" The scholar in white supported his body with a sword, stood on his ship, and stared resentfully at the leaders in black and the masked men on the other two battleships, "A bunch of idiots..."
Their four major forces fought hard and destroyed themselves. At this moment, their combined strength is no match for Ye Fan... (End of Chapter)