"You guys go and make arrangements, I'll go and open the way!"

As he approached the Moon Viewing Palace, Ye Fan did not let Tiemu Wuyue and the others take the lead, but asked them to deploy around him.

He grabbed a long knife and walked towards the door.

Ye Fan knew that in this last battle, there would definitely be many strong enemies, and Tiemu Wuyue and the others should not take risks.

Tiemu Wuyue didn't say anything nonsense. He tilted his head slightly and took the people to scatter, burying fried food on several roads leading to the Moon Palace.

They must make every effort to slow down the enemy's help.

While they were busy, Ye Fan walked into the arched gate of the Moon Palace.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Almost as soon as Ye Fan appeared, more than a dozen golden guards flashed out and shouted: "Who is it?"

"Swoosh!"

Ye Fan did not respond, but instead raised his body, bounced up like a goshawk.

Then he nailed it into more than a dozen golden-clothed guards surrounded by them like a sharp sword.

The next second, he drew out the long sword with his backhand.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

The long sword rotates!

"ah--"

Eight golden guards screamed, covered their throats and bleeded to the ground.

A single knife seals the throat.

"kill!"

Seeing Ye Fan so fierce and arrogant, the remaining six enemies rushed forward with fierceness.

Ye Fan raised his right hand again.

Another sharp sword light bloomed with a whoosh, carrying warm blood.

The six enemies were distant without even screaming.

"There are assassins, there are assassins!"

The head was moving here, and figures flashed on both sides.

"Bang bang bang!"

A team rushed out of the palace corridor, raised the gun and pulled the trigger at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan pulled a corpse and blocked it horizontally.

The bullets pouring like rain hit the golden-clothed guards.

Ye Fan pulled the corpse and not only did not retreat, but instead gathered his strength to rush forward.

After pulling the distance closer, Ye Fan smashed the body and knocked over several gunfire enemies, and he jumped out from behind.

If you don't move, you'll be like a cheetah.

The guards of the Moon Palace turned the gun at the level of his movement.

Countless bullets seemed like a cutting line that was barely half a step behind him.

The ground was cut open, shocking.

This shocked everyone who shot the gun. Is this kid still a human?

Two palace guards holding short guns, as Ye Fan approached with ghosts, hurriedly pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a distance of about ten meters, the short gun has the best kill range, but the bullets are all lost.

The next second, Ye Fan emerged from the drizzle of rain, and the gods waved their swords like they descended to earth.

The two of them fell to the ground with a humming moan.

At this time, a palace guard with a bullet-headed shot jumped up with a whoosh and roared and slashed at Ye Fan.

The calm Ye Fan didn't even look at it, but he waved his hand instead of retreating.

This hand seemed to be a sharp blade that appeared in the sky and the bear claws ruthlessly slashed on the other party's neck.

A dull sound came out of the air!

The enemy who swung the knife leaned back and his neck broke and fell heavily to the ground!

Then he tilted his head and died.

"Kill him!"

Seeing this, several companions looked tight, and they didn't seem to expect Ye Fan to be so brave.

They pulled the trigger at Ye Fan and fired all the bullets in one breath.

However, this attack did not hurt Ye Fan at all, but instead brought Ye Fan closer.

They roared angrily, drew their swords and rushed towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan slashed them all to the ground with a backhand.

"Puff!"

At this time, Tiemu Wuyue came with several dragon children:

"Mr. Ye, leave this front yard for me to deal with."

"You go to the palace to kill Wanyan Ruohua and rescue the king."

Tiemu Wuyue held the guns in both hands and shot at the enemy on both sides.

After the gunfire sounded, more than a dozen enemies fell to the ground.

Temu Wuyue was very confident: "Don't let any enemy rush into the palace within fifteen minutes."

"good!"

Ye Fan nodded slightly, without much nonsense.

He folded his hands and raised them, shattered the long knife and burst into pieces.

More than a dozen palace soldiers who appeared on the commanding heights shocked their bodies and then fell from the heights screaming.

Although they have heavy equipment on their bodies, they still have no choice but to face masters like Ye Fan.

Taking advantage of Tiemu Wuyue's suppression of the enemy, Ye Fan jumped forward.

He quickly landed on the ladder.

As soon as he touched the ground, the palace gate opened. Ye Fan bent and moved in.

The fish intestine sword slid from the sleeve and pierced into the throat of a pounced royal city guard.

As soon as the blood splattered, Ye Fan returned to his sword with his backhand and stabbed him gently.

A sneak attacker behind him responded and fell.

The next second, Ye Fan cut out an arc with the blade on one side.

A good man watched his heart open.

The crossbow arrow in his hand was hard and had no strength to pull it.

"Bang!"

Then, Ye Fan stretched his body and hit another person's chest.

With a bang, the momentum was heavy and Ye Fan directly broke his ribs, and blood squirted wildly.

Before the other party could fall to the ground, Ye Fan kicked the corpse and smashed it forward.

Seeing the corpse of his companion, a master from the royal city behind him subconsciously hugged him.

With this hug, his face changed drastically, because Ye Fan had come to him and pierced his throat with a sword without mercy.

"Swoosh!"

Ye Fan drew his sword and threw it backhand, shooting another enemy that appeared from the deceased's pupils.

Killing six good players in a row in an instant!

Ye Fan didn't even look at the corpses of these people. He took back the Yuyan Sword and grabbed a long sword.

Then he walked straight through the narrow hall and walked towards the backyard of Wangyue Palace.

"Dog thing, who gave you the courage to trek into the palace?"

After walking dozens of meters, a domineering and rough voice came out with anger.

Then eighteen figures in silver costumes flashed like Batman.
To be continued...