Blood was sprinkled on the solid cowhide drum, and the already trembling cowhide drum resounded like an electronic drum.

The sound is dull and heavy.

Ye Fan's calm face also changed drastically.

Every time this cowhide drum is beaten, it seems to involve his heart.

My heartbeat seemed to follow the frequency of the cowhide drum, beating again and again, and the faster I jumped.

With the sound of drums, not only did the heart feel more and more uncomfortable, but it seemed that it was about to explode at any time, and its thinking became dull.

At this moment, Ye Fan had to sigh that he was worthy of being the king of Miaocheng and was more domineering than he thought.

"flutter"

Ye Fan did not dare to be careless and pinched out two silver needles and stabbed them into his heart.

As the silver needle fell, the feeling of palpitations disappeared, and Ye Fan's hands and feet became flexible again.

He shouted "The evil way."

At the same time, Ye Fan rushed out with a quick step, stabbing the spear without saying a word.

"when!"

Miao Jinge had no time to draw his sword, so he instinctively blocked the cowhide drum.

With a crisp sound, the trembling skin drum was immediately deflated and turned into a piece of cowhide.

Ye Fan was completely relaxed.

"Boy, destroy my treasure."

Seeing this, Miao Jinge was furious, threw away his cowhide, grabbed and rushed towards Ye Fan with a knife.

He didn't believe it, Ye Fan's heart was not hurt by the cowhide drum.

The swords and guns collided again, and the two fought fiercely again, fighting and retreating.

After more than a dozen rounds, Ye Fan was still alive, but Miao Jinge's face turned red without realizing it.

He finally felt discontinued because he was unable to relieve his breath.

"A shot instantly!"

Ye Fan condensed 80% of his strength and stabbed a shocking shot.

"boom!"

Miao Jinge's expression turned cold and his long sword blocked the attack.

"when!"

The long sword broke through Ye Fan's sudden slash, and Miao Jinge also fell straight and flew out.

It was nearly ten meters before Miao Jinge stopped.

He shook for a few times and half knelt on the ground, his chest kept rising and falling, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seriously injured.

Ye Fan did not waste any chance, and rushed forward suddenly, and waved his spear ruthlessly on the way.

Two elite Miao soldiers who rushed over came over, covered their throats and fell to the ground.

Ye Fan shot his backhand and the other three were swept away.

Irresistible.

"Shoot, shoot me!"

Seeing this, Miao Jinge's face changed drastically and he yelled angrily at the night sky.

"Kill him, kill him."

The two of them had already entered the middle of the Octagonal Building without realizing it, and there were eight snipers arranged by Miao Jinge on the floor.

As long as Ye Fan enters here, no matter how powerful he is, he will suffer.

Hearing Miao Jinge's roar, Ye Fan's instinctive steps stopped.

But there was no gunfire sound in the darkness, and no bullets were shot, and it was as quiet as ever.

Miao Jinge yelled again, "Shoot, shoot!"

The commanding heights still did not respond.

Miao Jinge's face changed drastically, and he smelled a bad breath. The eight snipers were afraid that they would be dead.

But he couldn't figure out who killed his trump card?

"Bluff, get on the road."

At this moment, Ye Fan sneered, no longer cared about the gunman, and rushed towards Miao Jinge with a long spear.

Miao Jinge covered his chest and turned around and ran away

"Old ancestor, save me"
Chapter completed!