Chapter 281

Ye Fan instantly retreated ten zhang, and the long-haired man in the distance also instantly retreated ten-odd zhang. However, just as he stopped, the large blade in his hand instantly shattered, turning into a pile of powder scattered on the ground, and his arm had cracked into a spider web, fresh blood overflowing! The long-haired man looked up at Ye Fan, his right hand slowly clenched, about to strike again, but at this moment, the surrounding assassins suddenly retreated as if a tide.