"Smack!"

The slap was fanned, and the slap in the face was loud. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Ye Shuming's hand was fast, and it landed heavily on Xu Zhen's face, although it was hit with his left hand, Ye Shuming's slap was still very heavy.

A few traces of blood appeared at the corners of Xu Zhen's mouth, his gaze at Ye Yuming, his eyes burst with a strong and domineering murderous aura, and he said coldly: "You, you will regret doing this." ”

"Look for death."

A sword was picked out, and the blue light flew down.

Xu Zhen's words had just landed, and Ye Yuming's stunned sword had already floated to Xu Zhen's arm, his eyes were sharp, and his hand was strong, and it slashed across Xu Zhen's left arm.

Swish!

Three points of force grazed Xu Zhen's arm, causing a few traces of blood to slip off Xu Zhen's arm, but Ye Shuming did not do his best, and did not use all his strength to directly cut off Xu Zhen's left arm.

"One!"

Ye Shuming began to count again, he said that he would give Xu Zhen three seconds to think about it, in other words, if Xu Zhen wanted to die, he didn't have to apologize to Ye Shuming, if Xu Zhen didn't want to die, as long as he chose to lower his head and say sorry to Ye Shuming, he could save his life.

Xu Zhen's life is in his own hands.

"You must die today!" Xu Zhen's eyes were burning wildly, and he just wanted to tear the ghost-faced man in front of him apart.

If the ghost-faced man dares to sneak up on him, he should be killed!

"Two."

Ignoring it, Ye Shuming said lightly.

"You are also a sword cultivator, so let you know how big the gap between you and my swordsmanship is." Xu Zhen wiped the blood on his arm, not caring about the injury to his arm at all. He knew that the ghost-faced man could hurt himself by using his sword just now, and it was definitely him who sneaked up behind his back, otherwise how could the ghost-faced man hurt himself just by relying on his ninth-level dragon warrior's strength?

This time, Xu Zhen wanted Ye Zhenming to know how big a gap his swordsmanship was with himself.

Funny.

Could it be that Ye Yuming's swordsmanship is really inferior to Xu Zhen, a despicable villain?

"Three!"

"Remember, I gave you a chance." The ghost-faced man lowered his eyebrows slowly, spat out the words softly, and muttered.

"A sword out, cold!"

Xu Zhen pulled out a sharp cold sword, and spit out softly in his mouth: "Waste, do you think your swordsmanship can be compared to mine?" ”

Just as Xu Zhen said, his sword and cold, the moment Xu Zhen pulled out the sword, the temperature around him dropped slightly.

It is even said that the herbal tea in some people's cups condenses into cold ice in a moment, revealing a chilling cold air.

"Xu Zhen, so strong."

"That is, you must know that those disciples in the Haoyue League are basically geniuses, since Xu Zhen can gain a foothold in the Haoyue League, he must have some means of his own."

"And his cold sword?"

"That's right, it is said that Xu Zhen had an extremely strong cold aura in his sword when he took out his sword. The cold qi in his sword is even able to break through the defense of the two-level dragon master. ”

"No wonder ........."

At this moment, there are a lot of people gathered in the Yaohan Inn, and people are constantly talking about Xu Zhen and this mysterious ghost-faced man, and the topic is which of them is strong and who is weak.

The disciples of Xu Zhen and Haoyue League are at the peak of the first-level dragon master, with a sword and extreme cold, and can break through the full defense of the two-level dragon master.

Ghost-faced man, mysterious and unknown, a mysterious man at the ninth level of the dragon master, sword and fierce, has killed the three disciples of the Haoyue League who are at the first level of the dragon master.

The decisive battle between these two people with life and death as a bet is definitely very interesting, and because of this, the Yaohan Inn is surrounded by water.

"I'll give you three swords." Xu Zhen listened carefully to a series of compliments from others. Now, he has to show his strength even more. Therefore, Xu Zhencai wanted to show how big the gap between the ghost-faced man's swordsmanship and his swordsmanship was by courtesy.

"Kill you with just one sword!"

Ye Shuming sneered a few times and said contemptuously: "Since you are also a sword cultivator, then I will let you have the last three swords of this life." ”

Let Xu Zhen take out the last three swords in this life, and within the three swords, Ye Shuming will definitely not use the sword.

"You're crazy."

Xu Zhen gritted his teeth hatefully, originally wanted to show the domineering of his swordsmanship by letting the ghost-faced man have three swords. It's good now, the ghost-faced man actually threatened to make himself three swords, isn't this a joke that the imperial capital of the imperial city is too big.

Between the words, Xu Zhen broke out with a sword, and a trace of cold qi burst out from the cold sword, rushing towards Ye Yuming.

"Sneak attack, did it work?" Ye Shuming didn't expect that Xu Zhen, who was talking in front of him, was a despicable and shameless villain, and he actually took advantage of his lack of attention to attack him with a sword.

But...... Was this helpful?

"First sword!" Ye Weiming's steps were strange, and he quickly dodged Xu Zhen's cold sword, and the cold qi in the sword was even more invisibly taken by the nine-headed flame snake on Ye Shuming's arm.

"It's so strong. Ghost-faced man, so strong. People couldn't help but sigh, just by moving their bodies, they could dodge Xu Zhen's sword blow.

"Fuck you." Xu Zhen burst out with swear words, these praises that should have belonged to him were taken away by the mysterious ghost-faced man in front of him, how could Xu Zhen not be angry.

"Die!" Xu Zhen broke out with another sword, this sword contained a strong and murderous aura, and it burst towards Ye Shuming's heart.

"Second sword!"

Ye Shuming whispered: "You, there is only one last sword left in this life and this life. ”

It's crazy, the ghost-faced man is crazy.

People are extremely curious at the moment, when there is such a strong person in the imperial capital of the imperial city.

Who is this ghost-faced man?

Who the ghost-faced man is, no one knows.

"Ice Sword Qi!"

Xu Zhen's eyes were sharp, full of endless and rich murderous aura, the ghost-faced man made him so embarrassed, Xu Zhen couldn't spare the ghost-faced man.

Ice sword qi, qi like ice!

"But just by cultivating to the sword qi, you dare to run rampant here." The ghost-faced man dodged and released the eagle shadow of his arm in an instant, and the nine-headed flame snake moved quickly and transferred to Xu Zhen.

Boom!

Water, condensation, the air vibrated slightly, the air was so cold that it made people's hearts suddenly cold.

Dodged.

At this moment, almost everyone was surprised.

"Xu Zhen's sword is so fierce, the ghost-faced people can even dodge it, it seems that this time, Xu Zhen is bound to die tragically!" Someone talked about it.

"I don't think so, you see who it is." Someone took the conversation and stretched out his finger to the middle-aged man who was quietly drinking tea on the second floor.

The middle-aged man's expression was indifferent, and he simply ignored the battle between Xu Zhen and the ghost-faced man.

"Damn, Mentor of the Bright Moon Alliance—Netherworld." Following the direction of the man's finger, everyone looked at it, and their hearts trembled a few times, and they were shocked.

"The last three swords of your life, all the best!"

"A sword will kill you today." Ye Shuming's face was covered under the ghost mask, no one knew Ye Shuming's true face, and no one knew that the powerful ghost-faced man in their eyes would be a young man who was only eighteen years old.

"Young man, you have to forgive people and spare people, why do you have to kill people to death."

Wisps of tea fragrance wafted away, accompanied by an angry rebuke from the second floor.

Speaker, Mentor of the Bright Moon Alliance-Netherworld.

"What, Ghostface turned out to be a teenager?"

"How is this possible?"

"The Netherworld said so, it can't be wrong."

The crowd was suspicious of Ghostface's age, and all of them thought Ghostface was a teenager, but they all denied their idea.

You know, the Ghostfaces are too strong and too strong, at least for them.

"Answer me a question." Under the ghost face, Ye Shuming raised his head and stared at the second floor, and shouted loudly.

"Okay." Nether replied indifferently.

"If I lose to him, will he kill me to death, or will you stop him from killing me?" Ye Yuming's eyes fell sharply on the middle-aged man's ghost, and the words pierced into the netherworld's heart like a needle, and shouted.

"No, it won't."

Nether replied indifferently, "Do you really want to kill him in front of my eyes? ”

"Hehe......"

Ye Shuming laughed a few times, and a sword swung out, and after the blue light flashed, a red stream floated through the sky, and Xu Zhen was blocked by Ye Shuming with a sword.

"Kill him, what can you bear with me?" Ye Weiming stared coldly at the Netherworld and shouted loudly.

Kill him, what can you endure with me!

Ye Shuming, so crazy, so crazy.

Words are like thunder, just ask "Who here didn't hear it?" ”

There were already hundreds of people around the Yaohan Inn, and they were all quietly watching how the Mentor Netherworld of the Haoyue Alliance would deal with this matter.

Ghost-faced man, Netherworld, to kill or not to kill?