"Whoosh——" Fast and hard.

The southern man's heart sank, and his expression immediately changed.

The forward body suddenly paused, and then instantly leaned back.

Ye Fan's feet swept across his face.

Just when the southern man thought he had escaped Ye Fan's killing move, Ye Fan's sweeping right foot suddenly swiped down.

The southern man's eyes widened suddenly. He tried his best to dodge but was half a beat too late. His chest had already been hit by Ye Fan.

A sharp pain surged in.

The middle-aged man kicked his legs hard and escaped Ye Fan's immediate attack.

"flutter!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the southern man's face instantly became depressed.

He wanted to struggle, but his ribs hurt and he knelt down again.

"Regulate your breath well, otherwise it will become useless."

Ye Fan walked calmly past him, his eyes always looking at Xiangsi Pavilion.

Lifting his feet and taking steps, Ye Fan's movements were still as casual as walking normally, but his person was already standing at the door of Xiangsi Pavilion.

The door opened silently the moment Ye Fan touched it.

Ye Fan's vision suddenly became clear.

I saw that in the huge wing room, the bead curtain was still hanging low.
Chapter completed!