Liu Zhang hid aside and looked nervously at the two secret guards who were at a disadvantage.

He originally thought that the masked man beside Ye Fan was just an ordinary guard, and the three secret guards he brought with him could hold out until A Rao and Ye Wanqing brought reinforcements.

But the iron-masked man who wielded the knife was too skilled in martial arts.

Murong Yan's capable Iron Hand Secret Guard couldn't even last ten moves before being knocked to the ground.

Wushuang was no match for Ye Fan at all. She was pressed against the wall by Ye Fan's Overlord Spear and had no power to resist.

"Brother Lin, kidnap him!" Ye Fan held the spear and pushed Wushuang against the wall.

Song Lin strode towards Liu Zhang with a knife in hand. Suddenly, a cold light came from the sky and he quickly dodged and retreated.

A deep whip mark suddenly appeared on the ground.

Two people, one in black and one in brown, stood on the eaves. They were Ling Mo and Mu Yunjin.

"Young Master Ling."

"Lord Liu, are you okay?" Ling Mo was still dressed in black, with a black ribbon binding his eyes.

Mu Yunjin, on the other hand, was wearing a brown robe and light armor, with the Thousand Blades Ruler in his hand already unfolded. It was long and tough, like a dragon's tail covered with serrations.

"Brother Ye, don't fight too long. He has reinforcements." Seeing two more masters coming, Song Lin hurriedly reminded Ye Fan.

Ye Fan exerted his strength and stabbed towards Wushuang with all his might.

Ling Mo dodged and stretched out the double-edged bat blades in his hands, swiping towards Ye Fan's neck.

Seeing this, Song Lin was slightly stunned.

This person's weapon was extremely similar to Xiuxiu's! Without hesitation, he drew his sword and slashed at Ling Mo.

bite!

Mu Yunjin's Thousand Blade Ruler blocked Ling Mo's way, and was instantly cut off in one section. The broken ruler flew heavily onto the wall, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Take Lord Liu away first!" Ling Mo ordered Wushuang, who had escaped danger, and turned around to entangle Ye Fan.

Mu Yunjin started fighting with Song Lin. One section of his Thousand Blade Ruler was cut off and its power was much less than before.

Song Lin has already inherited the true teachings of Captain Song, and has mastered the use of the Embroidered Spring Sword to perfection.

Before Wushuang and Liu Zhang could escape from the alley, Mu Yunjin and Ling Mo were already defeated by the two and were beaten back repeatedly.

At this time, A Rao and Ye Wanqing brought a team of detectives from the Dali Temple and surrounded them. Seeing that Liu Zhang was safe and sound, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just kill him!" Seeing a large number of guards coming to reinforce, Ye Fan was worried that the night would be too long and there would be more trouble, so he rushed forward with a gun.

Wu Shuang quickly stood in front of Liu Zhang, but was kicked unconscious by him against the wall. Seeing that Ye Fan's spear was about to pierce Liu Zhang's chest again, A Rao rushed forward in panic and quickly stood in front of Liu Zhang.

"Brother Zhang, be careful!"

A trace of fear flashed through Ye Wanqing's heart, and the scene in her dream of A Rao lying coldly on the ground holding the tassel of a gun suddenly jumped into her eyes.

In her dream, she was stabbed to death by Ye Fan!

She quickly grabbed a sword and rushed forward to block Ye Fan's spear.

Ye Fan subconsciously pulled the handle of his gun and slashed towards Ye Wanqing.

Ye Wanqing hurriedly used her sword to block, but she could not withstand the overbearing force, and was thrown to the ground with her sword.

A Rao quickly stepped forward to support. She used the close combat method of the Southern Territory, but was knocked to the ground by a spear and a stick before she could get close to the enemy.

"Arao!" Liu Zhang hurried forward to help Arao, but Ye Fan's silver spear was already within reach.

Ling Mo, who was fighting with Song Lin at this time, quickly pulled himself away to block Ye Fan's gun. His arm was cut by Song Lin's Xiuchun Knife, and the two knives blocking Ye Fan's attack trembled uncontrollably, and blood flowed all over the floor.

Seeing that the domineering gun tip was about to break through Ling Mo's defense and pierce Ling Young Master's chest, Ye Wanqing quickly got up from the ground and used all her strength to hold Ye Fan's arm holding the gun.

"No, Brother Ye Fan..."

Ye Fan was stunned. He shook the man twice but failed to shake him off. "Let go!"

Ye Wanqing endured two punches from him in pain and cried out, "Brother Ye Fan, please stop it! Don't make a big mistake!"

Ling Mo anxiously called out "Princess Shen" and dodged Song Lin's attack with the Embroidered Spring Knife.

Ye Fan watched as more and more Dali Temple detectives surrounded Song Lin. He pinched Ye Wanqing's neck with one hand, put away his gun, and dodged to create some distance between him and Ling Mo.

"Stop it, or I'll kill Princess Shen!" He put the gun tip to Ye Wanqing's neck.

Song Lin also knocked down several people who rushed up, and stood back to back with Ye Fan, keeping a vigilant eye on the people around them.

"Stop, don't hurt the princess." Liu Zhang hurriedly stopped the constables who were surrounding him.

"Get them out of the alley!"

The two sides were deadlocked for a moment, and the detectives finally left the alley.

Murong Yan's crossbowmen had already surrounded both sides of the alley, but because Ye Fan had kidnapped Ye Wanqing, they did not dare to act rashly.

"Ye Fan, let Princess Shen go quickly. I promise I won't make things difficult for you." Murong Yan, who came hurriedly, became nervous when he saw Ye Wanqing being held hostage.

"Brother Ye Fan, don't be impulsive. It really wasn't Brother Zhang who killed your father. Put down your weapon and let's talk it over. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince won't hurt you."

Ye Wanqing leaned against him nervously. The sharp blade of the gun had already caused her delicate neck to bleed, staining her collar red.

Hearing Ye Wanqing nervously calling him "Brother Ye Fan" and smelling the faint fragrance of gardenia on her body, Ye Fan's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene of his first meeting with Princess Shen.

At that time, he was injured by Fu Yi, and this stranger, Princess Shen, called him Brother Ye Fan and pretended to be injured to help him out.

He lowered his voice and loosened the blade of his gun slightly, "Princess Shen, I don't want to hurt you, you'd better cooperate and let us get out."

"Brother Ye, ask him for your father's Dali Temple case file." Song Lin held up the knife, alert to any movement around him.

Ye Fan loudly put forward his request and took Ye Wanqing's arm as they retreated out of the alley.

Liu Zhang agreed repeatedly and persuaded him not to hurt the princess. Murong Yan became anxious and said that he was the prince and he was willing to be a hostage in place of Ye Wanqing.

"Let my sister go!" A low voice came from the entrance of the alley, and everyone looked towards the entrance.

Fu Yi was seen standing at the entrance of the alley, wearing an obsidian mask and holding a long-handled double-edged axe in his hand. A cold murderous aura instantly enveloped the entire alley.

"Brother Ye, be careful. This man is very skilled in martial arts." Song Lin lowered his voice. Sensing Fu Yi's powerful murderous aura, he tightened his grip on the Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand.

Fu Yi turned his wrist and carried the long-handled double-edged axe on his shoulder, then walked over slowly with his head tilted.

"Get out!" Ye Fan threatened loudly, "Or I'll kill her!"

"I say, let go of this young master's sister!"

Fu Yi's figure flashed, and he rushed over like a sharp blade. The disaster-averting sword in his hand emitted a wide arc of cold light, and quickly attacked Ye Fan.

The cold voice carried a strong sense of pressure, "Are you deaf?"

"Brother..." Ye Wanqing shouted nervously.

She once again recalled the scene in her dream where Fu Yi was carrying an axe in one hand and holding Ye Fan's head in the other, and cold sweat broke out on her back.