"Whoosh!"
When a car was knocked over by a huge crossbow, another flaming crossbow flew towards Ye Fan's car.
The giant crossbow arrows whizzed out, spraying orange tail flames, like meteors flying through the sky.
There is no doubt that this is a specially-made crossbow, and its lethality is no less than that of rockets.
Among the five off-road vehicles that had just stopped, a dozen flying snake elites were stiff.
Compared to the shock of the first car being overturned, they felt a little colder at this moment.
What happened just now was just a comrade-in-arms, but now it is the master who is dead. Wei Hongchao is dead, and they cannot make up for it even if they die to apologize.
Seeing the crossbow arrows arriving in a blink of an eye, the elite flying snakes almost shouted in unison: "No--"
"Crack!"
At this moment, there was a loud noise, and the car door suddenly detached and flew out.
"boom--"
The car door hit the crossbow bolt hard in mid-air, and there was another explosion. The crossbow bolt broke in the air, and countless fragments and flames flew everywhere.
The sky seemed to be raining down fire, and the crackling was very beautiful. The car was also stained with a lot of burning ashes, leaving traces on the paint.
Many of the surrounding vegetation were ignited and began to burn, crackling, making the sight clear.
In the wind and rain, Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes falling on the hills ahead.
He seemed to be able to see through wind and rain, see through murderous intent, and target the enemy in the dark.
He felt that behind the monstrous killing intent, there was an astonishing strong fighting spirit.
This fighting spirit is calling Ye Fan and making Ye Fan's blood boil.
Wei Hongchao was shocked when he saw them. He didn't expect Ye Fan to be so awesome.
"Swish swish——"
There was almost no pause. After the second crossbow exploded, there was another series of sharp sounds in the wind and rain.
Twelve crossbow arrows rushed towards Ye Fan wrapped in flames.
Wei Hongchao, who pulled out of the car, yelled at Ye Fan: "Be careful!"
Come on, come on, let the storm come harder.
Ye Fan didn't dodge or even move away. He just stood there and stared at the twelve giant crossbow arrows.
At the same time, his right foot was slightly arched, containing eight successes.
As long as the enemy's hot weapons are not directed at Wei Hong, Ye Fan believes that he can handle it calmly.
"boom--"
The crossbow arrow quickly rushed fifty meters ahead, and the fierce flames could not be extinguished even by rain.
Ye Fan roared angrily and stamped his foot on the ground. The concrete floor instantly shattered. He swept violently and countless fragments flew out.
"Bang bang bang——"
Flying sand and rocks, a stream of air burst out from Ye Fan's body.
Then, there was a series of explosions in mid-air, and all the flying crossbow arrows were intercepted. After a collision, they turned into flames and landed on the ground.
It looked like a rain of fireworks.
Without stopping, Ye Fan swept away the rubble again, and the rocks penetrated the air, and another wave of flaming crossbow arrows fell.
Ye Fan roughly but calmly defused the opponent's seven consecutive waves of rocket attacks.
This time, because they were far apart, the burning ashes fell on the road, which also made the situation on the hill a little clearer.
Ye Fan could see a dozen men in raincoats half-kneeling at the commanding heights.
They carried a transmitter on their shoulders and had an undisguised look of shock on their faces.
Wei Hongchao and the Flying Snake team members also opened their mouths wide, unable to accept the scene in front of them for a while.
"Damn, is this the Earth Realm master?"
Wei Hongchao, who was used to hot weapons, muttered to himself: "This is too evil."
He suddenly felt that the weapon in his hand was equivalent to a fire stick.
The eyes of the Flying Snake members also flashed with passion.
Regarding Ye Jinfeng, they were full of complaints about Ye Fan. Even if they were assigned to Wei Hongchao's formation, they still felt resentful towards Ye Fan.
Before today, they believed that their future in Yetang was ruined. After all, the entire Baocheng knew that Wei Hongchao had been abandoned by the Young Zhuang Sect.
But now, seeing Ye Fan's incredible fighting prowess, hope rose in their eyes.
Then, they turned their bulletproof vehicles and formed a line of defense to protect Ye Fan and Wei Hongchao.
At the same time, he quickly took out various weapons from the car.
"Master Ye, Master Ye, this is someone from the Dragon Temple."
Taking advantage of the silence, Wei Hongchao grabbed a fragment and rushed to Ye Fan, shouting:
"This is their homemade low-cost flame bomb. It is easy to carry and is not afraid of being destroyed by water. It is specially used to deal with some large caravans, called the Fire Company."
"It has 60% of the lethality of rockets, but only one-thirtieth of the cost, so it can be used without restraint."
He looked forward with great anger: "Damn, I didn't expect it to be poured out on us."
A trace of fear flashed through his heart. If Ye Fan's force had not been so powerful, he and the fifteen flying snake elites would have been burnt to charcoal by nearly a hundred crossbow arrows.
"It's indeed a game."
Ye Fan took the piece of iron in his hand: "Duanmufeng, that bastard is really playing tricks."
Wei Hongchao was still confused: "What on earth is going on?"
"Surround the area for reinforcements, but their real target is not me, but to severely injure you and the Flying Snake Team. After all, I can't be killed easily."
Ye Fan stared at the Dragon Temple elites who appeared in front of him like locusts:
"You bear the infamy, but Ye Tiandong did not destroy you, and even asked the Flying Snake Squadron to replenish your formation, which shows that he is very optimistic about you."
"If you and the Flying Snake Team are wiped out during a mission, it means that Ye Tiandong's emphasis on you is a big mistake, and it will also call into question his authority."
Ye Fan quickly speculated: "If someone wants to oppose Ye Tiandong's decision in the future, they will attack you and the destruction of the Flying Snake Team."
Wei Hongchao was stunned: "How did the mastermind know that Fei Shen and I would come to the guest country?"
"He knows that when it comes to rescuing people in other places, I will definitely ask you for help."
"In addition to the template tying us together and the favor you owe me and Chiba Zhenxiong, there is also the fact that you have sufficient rescue channels."
Ye Fan sighed: "And in order to integrate the power in your hand, you will definitely lead the Flying Snake Team to temper it."
"After all, going through a mission together is ten times better than doing ideological work."
His face was calm and calm, but there was a trace of regret in his heart. After all, it was a little late.
Duan Mufeng accidentally leaked his location last night, allowing Ye Fan to easily find Tang Ruoxue's whereabouts. At that time, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
I was just thinking about Tang Ruoxue's life and death, and couldn't figure out the problem for a while.
It wasn't until he arrived at Treasure Island and was about to face Tang Ruoxue that Ye Fan's heart calmed down and he figured out how powerful it was.
Unfortunately, we are already approaching the enemy's ambush location.
The only good thing is that he was very vigilant and the convoy did not enter the encirclement, otherwise it would probably be beaten into pieces by now.
"You bastard, you are too sinister and poisonous."
Wei Hongchao was angry: "Is this done by Ye Jincheng or Duanmu Feng?"
In his opinion, Ye Forbidden City has more possibilities.
After all, shaking Ye Tiandong's authority can not only be used to attack him in the future, but also cover up his mistake of losing the Sixteenth Department.
The masters of the sect have all made mistakes. Isn't it normal for the young master to make mistakes?
"I don't know. The top priority is not to find out who is behind it."
Ye Fan raised his head again and looked at the hills ahead: "But to survive well."
After the failure of nearly a hundred fire bombs, the Dragon Temple gave up long-range attacks and began to send a large number of men to besiege the convoy.
Ye Fan took a casual look and found at least 300 people, all wearing body armor and holding thermal weapons, approaching with cars or shields.
Like a wolf or a tiger, full of murderous intent.
This is destined to be a fierce battle.
However, Ye Fan's mind was not on these enemies, but on Tang Ruoxue's situation.
I don’t know what’s going on with this woman.
"Damn it, the pirates also bullied me."
Wei Hong waved his big hand and shouted:
"Bring up my Italian Gatling."
