"You are Ye Beifeng?"

The man in black blocked Ye Beifeng's path.

"Well, who are you?"

The silver sword stands horizontally, "The one who wants your life."

The man's actions didn't show any aura. Generally, there are only two situations.

First, ordinary people do not possess spiritual energy themselves.

Second, the peerless powerhouse completely concealed his aura and released his aura before making a move.

But if you know your name and dare to block your way, you will never be an ordinary person!Then there is only the second possibility left!
Ye Beifeng didn't react to the man's attack at all, because his speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, Ye Beifeng only felt that his hands in front of him were hit by a high-speed car. When he arrived, although he didn't hurt his bones, his body flew out like a cannonball and hit the electric pole hard.

The internal organs twitched and twitched, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from the mouth of the throat.

Ye Beifeng said, "Who the hell are you!"

"A lonely swordsman, I heard that you are very strong, and wanted to ask for advice, but I didn't expect you to be so weak!"

This was the first time Ye Beifeng was beaten so embarrassingly. In front of a man, he had no room to resist at all.

The man claimed to be a lonely swordsman, but judging from the way he used the sword, he hadn't reached the point of perfection, but with this sword and his unskilled swordsmanship, he crushed Ye Beifeng.

"Since they are all swords, let's try them!"

Compared with using a sword, Ye Beifeng is very confident.

After finding the right time and dodging the man's attack, Ye Beifeng summoned the holy sword in an instant, and began to deal with the man relying on the Jue Wu sword technique.

The holy sword took some of the pressure off Ye Beifeng, giving him the chance to finally stand up and fight the man fairly.

The holy sword is a super divine weapon, and its powerful aura can suppress everything. The silver sword has become dull and has no previous style.

Before, Ye Beifeng had been memorizing the man's sword technique and the steps of his feet, but now he relied on the seemingly chaotic steps and acceleration of the Juewu sword technique to avoid attacks.

"Is this the rumored Juewu swordsmanship? There is one, but it's still too weak. In the face of extreme speed, everything you do is nothing more than three-legged cat kung fu. Ye Beifeng, you lost."

All he could see was the man's fingers brushing across the sword, as if a strange force had activated the silver sword. In the golden light, Ye Beifeng seemed to see the giant dragon and hear the dragon's chant.

With a wave of the silver sword, the sword rose and fell, and there was a huge explosion, the asphalt road shattered and sank instantly, the holy sword disappeared, and Ye Beifeng fell to the ground.

The man glanced at him, the silver sword was like a scabbard, and slowly disappeared at the intersection.

At night, there was only the street lamp emitting orange light, like an old man holding an umbrella for Ye Beifeng in the rain.

It was night now, and the location of Xu's house was special, so there was usually no traffic passing by at the intersection. Ye Beifeng, who was in a coma, was not found all night.

It wasn't until the next day that Xu Haitian went out for a morning run as usual, and when he passed the intersection, he found Ye Beifeng who had been unconscious all night.

This person was covered with sword marks all over his body. He didn't hurt his muscles or bones, but he was injured a lot. The blood on the ground had turned black, obviously it had been a while.

Xu Haitian kicked Ye Beifeng, "Boy, don't pretend to be dead, I know your strength!"

Ye Beifeng didn't respond, which made Xu Haitian anxious, and immediately called Xu Xuan, "Call the servant at home, come to the intersection quickly, Ye Beifeng is unconscious!"

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