In less than a minute, the two great masters were killed one after another.
"Don't fight him in close combat. Keep the distance and slowly wear him to death!"
A red-haired man shouted.
Killers pay attention to killing with one blow, rarely fight with people, and strive to leave no trace.
They were not used to Ye Lan's desperate melee fighting style.
Hearing this, several other killers subconsciously wanted to distance themselves.
Ye Hongtian shouted loudly: "You can't fight from a distance. Anyone who dares to retreat will be shot to death."
The killers who had just distanced themselves couldn't help but hesitate when they heard this.
The red-haired man who was the first to flee to the outside suddenly stopped and stood hesitantly without moving.
A pair of red eyes suddenly approached in the dust that the incense candle had turned into.
By the time he reacted, a huge fist had already hit his face.
The red-haired man's pupils shrank, he turned his head to avoid it, and struck Ye Lan's chin with his elbow like lightning.
After all, he is a grand master. Even though he is not good at close combat, he is not afraid of an innate pinnacle.
If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely get out of the way.
Ye Lan was so intent on killing that he was not afraid of the blood and pain at all. He did not dodge at all, but took the opportunity to grab his arm.
"boom!"
The severe pain in his jaw made him tilt his head back.
Then, he suddenly raised his head and hit it hard.
With a "click", the red-haired man felt that the bridge of his nose collapsed, a pain went straight to the center of his eyebrows, and tears flowed out.
The intense soreness caused him to stagnate, and he couldn't help but stop his offensive movements.
But Ye Lan didn't seem to be affected in any way, and slammed his other hand towards his jaw.
With a "bang", the jaw was directly dislocated, the bones were shattered, and the skin and flesh were also torn.
"ah!"
The red-haired man was furious, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Lan's other arm, and the two of them became deadlocked instantly.
Even if the Grand Master loses his hands, he can still mobilize his true energy to attack.
In comparison, Ye Lan, who was restrained, obviously suffered even more.
Everything happened in an instant. The other killers reacted immediately upon seeing this, swaying and fiercely attacking Ye Lan's back.
As the palm wind was about to come, Ye Lan kicked out suddenly without looking back.
The killer who was planning a sneak attack spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
With the force of the rebound, Ye Lan raised his head again and hit the red-haired man on the forehead.
The blow was like a hammer, making a buzzing sound.
The red-haired man's eyes were filled with stars, his head was spinning, and he couldn't help but stumble.
And Ye Lan pulled him and quickly changed positions.
The attacks that followed were all aimed at the red-haired man's back.
"Poof!" With a sound, blood spurted out from his mouth that could no longer be closed, and his hands lost their strength due to injuries.
Ye Lan took the opportunity to get away and grabbed his head with her arms.
In everyone's horrified eyes, the red-haired head was violently torn off, and blood gurgled out from the broken neck like spring water.
Although the killers were ruthless, they were still frightened and stood on the spot after seeing this cruel scene.
They even trembled unconsciously at the thought that their necks might be torn off violently.
Ye Hongtian was furious and shouted: "Come with me!"
As he spoke, he grabbed the two Grandmaster-level killers around him and pushed them forward.
When the other killers saw this, they gritted their teeth and rushed forward again.
The battle continued again, but this time the killers were obviously much more cautious.
Many killers took out their weapons.
Three darts passed through the yellow incense candle dust and appeared in front of Ye Lan like lightning.
Three directions were blocked, making it impossible to escape.
Ye Lan fell directly backwards, narrowly avoiding it again and again.
Before he could get up in time, a female killer with short hair had already slashed him down with a Miao knife.
Ye Lan rolled on the spot to avoid it.
Miao Dao cut his clothes, leaving a faint blood mark on his back.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another cold light suddenly hitting his neck.
The right fist flew out, and the dagger cut through the back of the hand, revealing the bone.
Ye Lan ignored him and jumped up suddenly, clawing at the sword-wielding killer with his five fingers.
Just as he was about to catch the sword-wielding killer, a rope tangled like a poisonous snake through the light yellow dust, twisting and wrapping around his wrist.
Ye Lan couldn't help but stagnate, and the sword-wielding killer took the opportunity to retreat.
He immediately changed his target, grabbed the rope and pulled hard, but a horizontal knife slid quickly along the rope.
The killers cooperated, trying to restrict his movements and kill him with one blow.
"Die!"
Ye Lan roared angrily and pulled with all his strength.
Hidden behind the dust, the killer staggered and couldn't help but let go of the rope.
At this time, the killer holding a horizontal knife was already close to him.
Ye Lan did not advance but retreated, grabbing the rope with both hands and wrapping it around the horizontal knife like lightning.
Taking advantage of the killer's moment of confusion, he grabbed the sharp tip and stabbed the opponent's neck suddenly.
Unfortunately, he faced more than one person.
The sharp arrowhead was about to pierce into the killer's neck, but the short-haired female killer struck again.
The Miao knife stabbed straight at the back.
Ye Lan ducked sideways and raised the corners of his mouth, "You are the one waiting for me!"
As he spoke, his wrists flew, and the sharp header changed direction in mid-air.
The Miao knife slashed across the chest, and the moment it passed by, a cold light pierced the female killer's neck.
There was no sound. The female killer staggered suddenly and stopped suddenly.
The killers were stunned again.
It was clear that they had the upper hand, but Ye Lan was in danger and was about to lose.
But suddenly he was seized the opportunity to kill someone.
The short-haired female killer's eyes widened as if she couldn't believe it. She threw away the knife, covered the wound on her neck, and staggered back.
Red blood flowed from her fingers, and she opened her mouth wide to say something.
But his feet gave way and he fell down. His body twitched unconsciously due to the large amount of blood loss. He kicked his legs a few times, his head tilted, and he completely lost his breath.
"I'll kill you!"
The bald killer holding the horizontal sword had a ferocious look on his face. He suddenly pulled out the horizontal sword and rushed over as if fighting for his life.
Ye Lan tiptoed and kicked the Miao knife away, stabbing him squarely in the heart.
The bald killer still didn't give up, and charged forward again with his teeth bared as if to fight for his life.
Ye Lan had a stern expression, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward, took a step forward, grabbed the handle of the knife, and pulled hard.
The sharp Miao knife was like cutting tofu, diagonally upward from the chest, cutting off most of the arm.
The bald killer lost his center of gravity, could no longer hold on, and fell to his knees.
"How could it be? I am the Grand Master!"
He murmured and threw forward uncontrollably.
When the killers saw this scene, they subconsciously stepped back.
They killed countless people, and every time they saw those targets crawling on the ground and wriggling like maggots, they felt inexplicably excited.
But when I thought that this kind of scene might happen to me, I felt like I was trembling all over, and there was an inexplicable fear in my heart.
Ye Hongtian looked gloomy and roared at the timid killers: "Fuck them all! Do you think you can escape? If you don't kill him, he will kill you!"
"Think about those people who were burned to death by you. Do you think they can escape?"
The killers all looked at each other with ferocious faces, but no one dared to rush forward.
"kill!"
A strong man with a beard standing at the front roared.
Hearing this, the killers howled and surrounded him in an instant.
Several great masters attacked at once, almost simultaneously, locking Ye Lan's limbs.
Immediately afterwards, the strong man with beards used all his strength to blast out with a palm.
"boom!"
When his palm fell, Ye Lan's recently healed ribs were broken.
The whole person flew out, half-kneeling on the ground, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"It's now!"
The bearded man grinned evilly and launched another charge.
Several other grand masters immediately followed suit, preparing to launch a fatal blow.
Ye Lan accidentally suffered a loss just now, how could he be fooled again now.
The strong man rushing at the front saw a flash of red light in front of his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, I felt severe pain in my chest.
The great masters who followed immediately stopped, their eyes filled with fear.
A huge fist penetrated directly through the entire chest and came out from the back with scraps of flesh and bones.
Drops of blood fell, and the strong man raised his arms slightly, as if he wanted to do something.
In the end, he could only hang down helplessly.
Ye Lan slowly retracted his hand, staggered, and half-knelt on the ground again.
Everyone looked at each other and didn't know who yelled.
"Everyone come together and surround him to death!"
The killers surrounded him again.
