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Ye Fan walked to the balcony, lit another cigarette, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog for a while, and finally decided not to call Xie Linyuan.

This kind of thing is not trivial, and it must be said to the face, making phone calls and communicating and the like, for fear that the wall will have ears.

Back in the house, Ye Fan opened a notebook he brought and confirmed the mailbox.

He was still waiting for a reply from the Association of Strangers, and if he didn't come, he would use his connections to ask the staff of the Association of Strangers what was going on.

Fortunately, the reply is really there!

Mr. Feng Xiaohui...... Sorry for the late reply......"

As soon as Ye Fan read the contents of this letter, he realized that the Association of Strangers had just held an annual seminar in the past two days to discuss some matters and future development of the association.

The number of supernatural people is not much, the total number of members of the association is five or six hundred, and most of the supernatural people are actually very low-key and hidden from the people, so there are fewer staff.

As soon as the meeting started, it was less efficient to get things done, so it took two days to delay replying.

Ye Fan wrote the letter in the name of Feng Xiaohui, after all, writing it in his name is estimated to make people very uneasy, after all, the name of Lucifer is too "fierce", people will definitely think that this matter is complicated.

Fortunately, the Association of Strangers was not too demanding, and after briefly reviewing a video of Feng Xiaohui making items vibrate, they agreed to Feng Xiaohui to participate in the membership test.

After seeing the news, Ye Fan was about to tell Feng Yueying, but when he turned around, he found that the woman had fallen asleep.

Ye Fan walked over softly, helped the woman cover the quilt, and after thinking about it, he was too lazy to sleep.

He now felt more responsibility on his shoulders, and he also knew that there were many enemies in ambush in secret, so he attached great importance to cultivation.

Taking advantage of the night, the village was empty and there were no people, Ye Fan came directly to an empty wheat field and practiced his own set of movements.

After three hours of hard training, Ye Fan was already as tired as a dead dog, and he raised his head and lay on the ground, panting.

With his physical fitness, he can only do this set of movements for three hours after completing 100% of the exercises, which shows how much consumption this set of movements is.

After resting for half an hour, Ye Fan got up and continued to practice his sword.

He had learned to take out some swords from the Sword God Ring, and this time, the ring was no longer just a wooden sword, but also some other good swords that were quite sharp, and there were almost hundreds of swords to choose from.

From the shape and texture of these swords, Ye Fan is not very clear, where these swords came from, and he doesn't know what age they are, many swords obviously have some defects, it seems that they have experienced a lot of battles and have not been repaired.

Ye Fan also couldn't cry or laugh, when he fought Orlandu to the death, he was only willing to give the wooden sword, but now he is just practicing swords, but he is willing to give hundreds of swords, this is not a deliberate ghost to believe.

Ye Fan also tried to see if he could put other things in the ring, but they all failed, and this sword god ring seemed to be able to only hold the sword.

As for the world inside the ring, the peak, Ye Fan tried to immerse his mind in it, tried to climb it, but he couldn't get up.

An invisible force blocked Ye Fan's way forward, and Ye Fan could probably understand that it should be that his own realm was not enough, which made it difficult to go further.

In order to get a better sword and discover the secrets of this peak, you should need to continue to practice the way of the sword yourself.

Ye Fan casually took out a sword, and was about to comprehend and study the sword intent through the purest and most basic swordsmanship as usual, but suddenly found that the aura of an ancient martial artist approached from a distance.

"The Great Perfection of Body Refining?"

Ye Fan could perceive that the strength of this ancient martial artist was really good, and the key was that the feeling of this true qi was like one of the four major factions, the Kunlun faction.

Just when Ye Fan was wondering who it was, about two or three hundred meters in front, a figure swept by like the wind!

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan's figure flew out dozens of meters, as fast as a lightning bolt in the night!

Didn't come to him?

Ye Fan thought that this person was coming for him, but it seemed that this guy was just passing by?

It's just that such a master, how can he run in the field in the middle of the night?

Ye Fan couldn't help but be curious, after all, this person's speed was indeed fast enough, and he happened to be practicing here, so he simply fought with that person.

The light skills and foot strength of ordinary ancient martial artists, Ye Fan disdains to compete, because Ye Fan's physical fitness has made his speed far beyond the limit that ordinary ancient martial artists can reach.

But this person, Ye Fan felt that he could be compared with him.

Ye Fan put away his sword, and his figure was like an arrow from the string, chasing after the figure.

Although it has been more than 100 meters away in such a little time, Ye Fan can still catch up.

For a while, there seemed to be two galloping black shadows on the field, whistling by, chasing the stars and the moon.

This run, that is, more than ten minutes have passed, and the two have run more than ten kilometers, out of the village, and into the county seat.

In the dark night, there are not many street lights in the small county town, and the two of them are running like ghosts on the highway, and some passers-by think that they have seen a ghost, and a gust of wind will pass!

Before they knew it, two hours had passed, and the two of them had traveled more than 200 kilometers, and they had arrived in another city!

The more Ye Fan ran, the more surprised he became, although he said that the "Crazy Demon Dance" he had just practiced for three hours had consumed a huge amount, but after he rested for a while, the physical strength he recovered was still terrifying.

And the martial artist who was running in front of him was able to stay slow down for so long without the slightest feeling of breath disorder, which is already very rare!

Ye Fan had never seen a martial artist in the realm of body refining, who could have such physical qualities, could it be said that that person was also focused on external cultivation?

"Interesting...... Ye Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and muttered in his heart, he didn't expect to come out to practice at night and meet a special guy.

Just as the two of them had climbed over a hill and entered another open field of wheat, the figure in front of them finally stopped.

He turned around and waited for Ye Fan to get closer.

Ye Fan stood at a distance of more than ten meters from the person, and finally saw the person's appearance clearly.

With clean short hair, a white complexion, a delicate appearance, good facial features, a medium-proportioned figure, and a black martial arts robe that is incompatible with the modern city.

This is a young man who looks to be in his twenties, about the same age as Ye Fan, and his eyes are very clear.

"Why do you keep following me?" asked the young man, curious.

Ye Fan said: "Because I want to know, why do you keep running?"

"It's because it's boring," the young man replied simply, but very truthfully.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Your physical strength and light skills are very good, do you deliberately cultivate external skills?"

"I should say this", the man looked Ye Fan up and down, "After I was twenty years old, you were the first person who could run with me for two hours, not falling behind, but closing the distance, but you didn't even have true qi, you were the one who could really run." ”

(三七 Chinese.)