Ye Fan's eyes glowed with scarlet and murderous intent, and he swept across the iron fist, the dumb, and Zhang Yaohui.

He spoke coldly and said, "Today, none of you can run away!"

"You will die to me!!!"

Talking,

Ye Fan strode out, and the carriage suddenly banged and shook violently.

"Little bunny, you are really looking for death!"

Iron Fist rushed with red eyes!

Demon spirit possession!

An iron-gray demon spirit glowed instantly from his body!

The fists and the whole body are as if covered with a layer of iron in an instant, glowing with a silvery gray color!

咚咚咚——

Iron Fist rushed forward and blasted his fists at Ye Fan!

The thin and tough dumb on the side opened his mouth and howled: "Ah—"

An extremely harsh and sharp howl sounded immediately.

At the same time, a circle of pale black sound waves rippled out of the mute's mouth and enveloped Ye Fan!

Bear--

A purple flame on Ye Fan suddenly lit up.

Huh--

The dark purple phantom of purple light drags out a long afterimage!

Whoosh--

The Purple Phantom passed by Iron Fist, banging——

The latter's sturdy figure suddenly stagnated and burst instantly!

Red and white things are scattered all over the carriage!

Iron Fist's proud defense was fragile in front of Ye Fan and died on the spot!

Whoosh--

The Purple Phantom flashed past the dumb who was emitting black sound waves again!

The latter was like an old hen pinched by her throat, and her voice stopped abruptly!

Only weak struggles and thumps are left!

Ye Fan grabbed his throat and slammed it directly on the wall of the carriage.

puff--

His throat shattered, his head burst open, and he died instantly!

The blood splashed, and when it was about to fall on Ye Fan, he was directly incinerated by the flaming purple flame!

Ye Fan didn't touch a drop of blood, and his whole body was like a purple flame demon who came out of hell, staring directly at Zhang Yaohui, who was trembling with his body and his mouth trembling.

Ye Fan smiled coldly.

He stretched out his hands, and the purple flame spiral was concave in his palm!

The extremely powerful underworld, rolled up a very surging suction force!

However, this strong pull is aimed at the dead souls here!

Desire! !

Under Ye Fan's underworld, the iron fist, the dumb, and the dead souls of more than twenty men were all taken out of the corpse by Ye Fan!

All the souls of the dead have a dull look on their soul faces.

They were at a loss, not knowing that they were dead.

In Ye Fan's eyes, Zi Yan rose up.

He flipped the palms of both hands, squeezed hard, and said coldly, "Exterminate the soul!!!"

Bang--

More than 20 dead souls appeared, all burst into pieces, and they were completely wiped out!

Zhang Yaohui, who was watching this scene, his eyes widened to the point of protruding from his eye sockets.

Kill... kill, kill... destroy the soul!

This person... who is this person? !

How... how could there be such a terrifying method!

In the carriage behind Ye Fan, all the passengers who stole a glance were also shivering.

Their teeth began to fight.

"Gluck, then... that young man turned out to be... a spiritual master!"

"Still such a powerful and terrifying spiritual master!!!"

"It's terrible to kill people and destroy souls!"

"..."

Someone said with a cheerful expression on his face.

"Kill well, haven't you seen that those people are traffickers?"

"In the last carriage, there are all disabled children!"

"According to the style of these scumbags, they will not only sell those children, but also use those children as bait to lure or feed demons!"

"Yes, good kill, really good kill!"