587: C587 Any Last Words

C587 Any Last Words

"Hai, wait, I still have something to say!"

Ye Xiaofan hurriedly shouted out when Hongzhen had finished condensing the hundred-meter-long broadsword.

"Hmph, this old man isn't a bully. If you have any last words, quickly release them."

He gave a cold snort to Hongzhen, coldly looked at Ye Xiaofan and stopped the attack in his hand.

In his eyes, Ye Xiaofan was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He was absolutely confident that he could kill Ye Xiaofan in one breath.

Ye Xiaofan didn't even have a chance to resist, let alone escape.

In Hongzhen's eyes, this radius of a few miles was like a half meter area, with no fear of Ye Xiaofan playing any tricks on him.

Any schemes and tricks were like bubbles in front of absolute strength; they were not worth mentioning.

"Hey, damn fatty!"

Under Hongzhen's eyes, Ye Xiaofan, with one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, walked up to the fatty who was opening the table.

When the surrounding people saw Ye Xiaofan walking over, they all disappeared without a trace, afraid that they would be implicated by Ye Xiaofan.

"B-big brother, yes, what orders do you have?"

When the fatty heard the childish voice and saw that everyone had disappeared, his heart skipped a beat. He did not dare to look back, fearing that they might be demons or devils.

"I bet on eighty thousand Spirit Stone."

"Ah, what, what?"

The fat guy quivered and asked in surprise.

"There are eighty thousand Spirit Stone inside, we can't kill them all. Understand? Fatty?"

Ye Xiaofan threw Bai Qizhi's Storage Ring on the table.

"Good, good!"

Seeing the Storage Ring on the table, Fatty's eyes lit up. He immediately checked on the Spirit Stone inside, and after seeing the number of Spirit Stone, he nodded his head and said.

"Did you finish your last words?"

Hongzhen clenched his hundred-meter long blade tightly in his right hand. He looked down at Ye Xiaofan and said impatiently.

A brat who was like an ant actually had so much bullsh * t to talk about. He was talking nonstop.

"Alright."

Ye Xiaofan grinned.

"Then die!"

He focused his gaze on Hongzhen and the sleeve on his arm split open. The veins on his arm bulged and he immediately gripped his broadsword tightly before chopping down.

"Hai, wait!"

Ye Xiaofan's expression changed and he quickly waved his hand.

"What last words!"

When Hongzhen heard Ye Xiaofan's words, he subconsciously stopped his hand and scolded in a flustered manner.2

"Just wait until I walk back to where I started. I'm more nostalgic. Since I'm going to die, let me have a good cemetery."

"My last words are like that. In any case, in front of you, even if I had heavenly powers, I would not be able to escape even if I had wings, don't you think?"

Ye Xiaofan's petite face showed a vicissitudes of life that didn't match his age. He sighed and walked back to his original position.

"Hehe, I earned eighty thousand for nothing. Anyway, the people who bet on me have already left."

"Hahaha, it's exactly a million Spirit Stone s. "Tsk, Lord Fatty is about to become rich!"

Seeing that the one who was betting on Ye Xiaofan's words, Fatty felt great. He looked around with shifty eyes and was extremely excited. He started to laugh out loud.

The fatty hurriedly put away the card and Storage Ring on the table.

He wasn't sure if Ye Xiaofan would survive against Hongzhen.

Looking at the expression on Ye Xiaofan's face, the anger in his heart somewhat calmed down. He lightly nodded his head and finally allowed Ye Xiaofan to say his last words before he died.

When Ye Xiaofan walked back to where he was before and reformed his incomparably huge aura towards Hongzhen, this time, he tightly held the hundred-meter long blade with both of his hands and pointed it at Ye Xiaofan who was below him.

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