It seems that I have to explain it here today.

Although he is in a desperate situation, it is not Yang Fan's style to sit back and wait for death!

Since everything is about to die, why not give it a try and turn to the eldest grandson Wugou with a sad smile: "My dear, I have let you down!"

Seeing Yang Fan's face covered with blood, Changsun Wugou was not afraid, but his tears fell instantly!

If it weren't for the wrong timing, Changsun Wugou might have burst into tears long ago.

Of course she knew Yang Fan tried his best!

But the young monk smiled disapprovingly: "Haha, Wannian County Duke is indeed a heroic young man who destroyed Tubo with one hand."

"These iron guards are all elites left behind by my father. You are actually able to escape surrounded by so many people. You are truly a fierce general."

"As long as you are willing to surrender and hand over the Queen, once the king is restored successfully, you will be granted the title of Grand Marshal of the Army. What do you think?"

Yang Fan chuckled: "Who are you? You actually utter such arrogant words and pretend to be a descendant of the former crown prince. As far as I know, Li Jiancheng's descendants have already been killed by His Majesty. This is simply ridiculous."

Maybe he felt that he had a chance to win, so the young monk thought for a while, took a few steps forward, and said coldly and arrogantly: "I'm telling you, I have nothing to tell you. This king, Li Chenggong, is a prince who was not brought into the palace in time by his father. This is my token.

"

As he spoke, Li Chenggong took out a jade pendant, but unfortunately Yang Fan didn't see anything special about it.

However, Changsun Wugou recognized it at a glance and explained softly: "This is the token for Prince Li Jiancheng to mobilize secret guards. At that time, Li Jiancheng stipulated that no one without his bloodline could hold it."

"The Empress is indeed well-informed!" Li Chenggong chuckled: "I have already shown my identity, can Mr. Wannian consider it? As long as you hand over the Empress and surrender, I will definitely keep my word and let you go.

You have a way out."

Yang Fan smiled disapprovingly: "What if I refuse?"

Li Chenggong's face turned cold: "Since you want to die, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Seeing this scene, Wang Yuanquan quickly advised: "Young Master, you must not be merciful and cut the grass to get rid of the roots, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Wang Yuanquan was frightened when he saw that Li Chenggong actually wanted to recruit Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's demonic performance just now made him realize clearly.

Once Yang Fan calms down, no one can cure him!

Seeing that the middle-aged monk wanted to kill him, Yang Fan suddenly showed a look that was half a smile but not a smile.

The next moment, Yang Fan ignored Li Chenggong, but turned around and rushed back, a flash of sword flashed by.

"Ouch." The middle-aged monk suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream.

An arm flew off the cliff like a severed branch.

A stream of warm blood sprayed out from the broken arm like a fountain, which looked particularly strange under the white moonlight.

This sudden change shocked everyone!

Li Chenggong was the first to react, and his expression suddenly changed.

This is his uncle!

Now that Yang Fan has chopped off an arm with a knife, wouldn't this make him disabled?

Yang Fan is already at the end of his rope, how dare he be so presumptuous?

The ants still live in vain!

Is this guy Yang Fan really not afraid of death?

It seems that trying to conquer this guy is impossible!

Immediately, Li Chenggong's expression turned cold and he waved his hand gently.

The man in black standing behind him shouted and rushed forward.

However, Yang Fan showed no fear. He raised the knife horizontally in his hand and placed it on the middle-aged monk's neck. He said sternly: "If you dare to move again, I will chop off his head!"

Having one of his hands cut off, Wang Yuanquan was already grinning in pain.

Seeing the flash of the knife in front of him, and a cold feeling on his neck, he secretly screamed, "I'm going to die." He rolled his eyes and passed out.

Li Chenggong was immediately frightened.

Did Yang Fan really kill his uncle?

After all, this uncle had brought him up since he was a child, and he had a deep relationship with him.

What's more, many contacts require his uncle to go...

It wasn't until he took a closer look that Li Chenggong realized that Yang Fan had just put the knife on his uncle's neck.

Wang Yuanquan just fainted.

Although blood was still flowing from the severed part of his arm, his slightly rising chest showed that he was still breathing.

This made Li Chenggong secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as you don't die, that's fine!

However, Li Chenggong never dared to let anyone take action again.

I could only watch in shock, not knowing what to do.

Changsun Wugou was also stunned and stunned.

Yang Fan's temper is too explosive!

Aren't you afraid that Li Chenggong will be defeated?

However, she looked at Yang Fan with stars in her eyes, she was so sad.

Li Chenggong silently looked at Yang Fan standing proudly, and had to sigh sincerely, this guy's behavior is really domineering!

With no other choice, Li Chenggong had no choice but to make way for him, not daring to block him any more.

Who told his uncle to be held by Yang Fan with a knife on his neck?

After Yang Fan walked out of the encirclement, Li Chenggong said: "Prince Wannian County, I will let you go down the mountain. You can let my uncle go. My uncle has lost too much blood. If he cannot be treated in time, he may be in danger of dying...

"

Yang Fan smiled nonchalantly.

Let him go?

That's so naive!

This is his life-saving talisman.

At this point, they are already in a fight to the death, how could Yang Fan agree?

Seeing that Yang Fan had no intention of letting him go, Li Chenggong shouted sternly: "Yang Fan, don't give me a toast or eat as a fine. There is a limit to my patience."

After saying that, he asked the men in black to surround Yang Fan, but he did not dare to let the men in black attack.

Seeing that Li Chenggong was worried, Yang Fan's heart dropped slightly.

After a constant stalemate, the two sides returned to the temple.

At this time, it was less than an hour before dawn.

However, Yang Fan's face turned as pale as a death due to excessive blood loss.

If he hadn't struggled with his last bit of thought, he might have collapsed long ago.

Seeing that Wang Yuanquan also looked defeated, Yang Fan grinned at Li Chenggong: "Let's make a deal? As long as you let the Queen go, I will let him go. How about that?"

Li Chenggong did not speak, but looked at Yang Fan coldly.

Of course Yang Fan knew what he had planned.

Obviously, this guy was waiting for him to faint from excessive blood loss.

You should know that Wang Yuanquan's arm has been bandaged and is not bleeding now.

Since the arrowhead was still in the body, even though it had been treated just now, the bleeding did not stop.

Maybe he won't last long!

Thinking of this, Yang Fan raised the horizontal knife in his hand and pressed it directly against Wang Yuanquan's neck. A trace of blood directly soaked the back of the knife.

Li Chenggong's eyes twitched, he didn't dare to gamble.

After giving Yang Fan a fierce look, he said, "Do you think I will let you go? You are so naive!"
Chapter completed!