C43 To Slay Evil Spirits!

At this moment, A'wei rushed into the Ren Family with more than a dozen people with him.

Ye Fann's expression did not change, as if it was as expected.

He let those people go so that they could lure A'wei over and capture him together.

"Ye Fann, Lin Jiu, come out and die."

A'wei stood outside the door and shouted, "A'wei has been found!"

Ye Fann stood up and walked towards the outside. Ninth Uncle and the others followed behind him in a hurry.

A'wei looked at Ye Fann with a sneer on his face, "Stinky brat, you have guts. How dare you rob a prison and kill my men?"

"If you have sh * t, hurry up and fart." Ye Fann said impatiently.

"Hmph, you sure are brave!" A'wei pointed at Ye Fann and snorted, "I want you dead."

Ren Fa flew into a rage, "A'wei, get lost and take charge of my home."

"Hmph, Uncle, be more polite when you talk to me in the future. I killed Ye Fann today and married Ren Tingting tomorrow. From now on, the Ren Family belongs to me, A'wei. If you anger me, I'll starve you to death!"

A'wei squinted his eyes and stared at Ren Fa. A cold light radiated from his eyes. The sinister smile on his face made everyone's hair stand on end.

"In your dreams, I am Ye Fann's man. Death is Ye Fann's ghost." Ren Tingting's face was full of anger. She had not expected A'wei to be such a sinister villain. She snorted coldly, "These cats and dogs want to do something to my husband. Don't even think about it!"

"Hmph, Ye Fann, if you have the guts, don't hide behind a woman. Although your kung fu is amazing, laozi has a lot of ways to deal with you."

With these words, A'wei took out two Yin Symbols and activated them according to the method that Black-robed Old Man had given him.

In an instant, the Yin Qi gathered and the Yin Symbols transformed into two swirls, condensing into two Evil Spirit.

"Today, I will show you how powerful I, A'wei am." A'wei's face was full of malevolence: "Kill him for me!"

Ninth Uncle shouted angrily: "A mere Evil Spirit dares to be so impudent!"

At this time, the security guard behind A'wei raised his gun and pointed it at Ninth Uncle: "Stinky Taoist, bullets don't have eyes, try moving it."

"Ye Fann, Stinky Taoist doesn't dare to move, I want to see how your martial arts will deal with the Evil Spirit." A'wei sneered coldly as he was extremely arrogant to the extreme.

Ye Fann looked at A'wei with a gaze as cold as a knife, as if he was looking at a dead body.

"Sorry, the godly technique is still killing Evil Spirit!"

Ye Fann sneered as he looked at A'wei, stunned for a moment.

Master Ninth Uncle and his disciple were not worried about Ye Fann at all. Even though Dong Xiaoyu was a Resentment Ghost with decades of cultivation, she was still beaten up by Ye Fann.

The Evil Spirit that A'wei had summoned was much worse than Dong Xiaoyu's.

"Hiss!"

A Evil Spirit bared its fangs and brandished its claws at Ye Fann.

"Weng Long!"

Ye Fann moved the blood and Qi around, transferred the Nine Yang Genuine Qi, took a step forward and threw a punch out.

"Rip!"

Everyone could feel the air trembling, as though something was tearing the air apart.

The heat emitted from Ye Fann's body made everyone feel as if they were bathing in a hot spring. Their entire body felt warm and comfortable.

As everyone was feeling comfortable, the Evil Spirit in front of Ye Fann was burning. It let out crackling sounds and overflowed with a dense amount of Cyan Smoke.

"Crack!"

A miserable scream came out of the Evil Spirit's mouth. It wanted to escape, but it suddenly exploded as the Spiritual Body crumbled, disappearing into thin air.

"This... How is that possible? " A'wei was so scared that he staggered back with a face full of fear.

"A mere Evil Spirit dares to be so impudent!" Ye Fann harrumphed coldly. His footsteps turned and he arrived beside A'wei. With a casual grab, he landed on A'wei's shoulder.

"Crack."

A'wei's shoulder was torn off by him, and blood started to flow in a short time. A'wei was stunned for two seconds before letting out a scream that sounded like a pig being butchered.

"Ah …"

A'wei was in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat. He fell and rolled on the ground.

"Kill him! I want him dead!"

A'wei held his bleeding arm and roared at the other Evil Spirit.

The Evil Spirit did not dare to move forward, and turned to run.

Shua! Ye Fann strode forward.