The black-clothed masked man passed past the retreating few people, and was facing Ye Haotian, who was stopping at the mouth of the alley and staring at him calmly, his sneering gaze swept over the corpses around Ye Haotian's body, and sighed: "Such a ruthless method, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that this was from the hands of a freshman who had just entered the temple." ”

Ye Haotian lowered the nameless long knife in his right hand slightly, looked at the black-clothed masked man calmly and asked, "Who are you?"

"You're sure to know who wanted to kill you, but unfortunately I don't have anything to say. If these people can kill you, then I can get the same price just by standing there. The masked man in black smiled, "I'm just the one who came to kill you." ”

Ye Haotian didn't say anything more, because the masked man in black had already started to move again.

No matter why the other person is interested in talking to him more, it is clear that the other person does not want to waste any more time.

In the rain.

The eyes of the black-clothed masked man tended to be absolutely calm and solemn, and a murderous aura emanated from his body.

His steps made him take a deep breath, and he didn't choose to escape, but just hung down the nameless long knife in his hand, the tip of the knife touched the ground, and the half-cut knife body was immersed in a stable manner, and the frequency was exactly the same, but his figure was getting faster and faster, and when he took the third step up, his feet were completely off the ground, and the whole person flew forward, and when he was in the air, he suddenly threw the black umbrella in his hand to Ye Haotian.

The rain curtain was misty, and the black umbrella was like a black cloth under the hood, blocking Ye Haotian's sight, and behind the black umbrella that Ye Haotian couldn't see, the man in black suddenly pulled out a slender ink sword from the handle of the umbrella and slowly stabbed it forward.

The speed of this sword seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast, and the raindrops falling from the night sky were pierced through the middle by the blade, leaving only a hair-thin sword mark, and even the shape did not change.

A surging spirit aura poured out from the black-clothed man's body, and the rainline that fell like a waterfall was still an inch away from his body before it was bounced to both sides by an invisible force, leaving a vacuum-like blank passage behind him.

Seeing the black umbrella that suddenly blocked in front of him, Ye Haotian's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a chill surged from the depths of his heart, his feet were wrong, and his whole body retreated as fast as possible, at the same time, the nameless long knife in his hand swung out in all directions, and the invisible knife qi cut into the rain curtain and made a sound like metal colliding.

The power of the black umbrella thrown by the man in black gradually dried up, and it had the potential to fall, but at the moment when the umbrella head drooped slightly, the entire umbrella surface suddenly exploded, turning into countless irregular black flying blades and cutting towards Ye Haotian's body.

Ye Haotian's left hand holding the thunder umbrella suddenly drooped, protecting it in front of him, the talisman array on the umbrella surface was lit up again, and the black flying blade containing the spirit element touched the thunder umbrella and burned violently, instantly forming a terrifying fireball with a diameter of two meters.

The bright fire pierced Ye Haotian's squinted eyes, and in the swaying flames, a thin black snake silently pierced through the umbrella surface and stabbed Ye Haotian's chest.

......

Torrential rain poured down.

The crimson fireball in the dark alley contracted rapidly, Ye Haotian looked at the black thin sword stabbed in front of his chest, suddenly let go of his left hand, his body took a step to the left at a speed that ordinary people couldn't see, and the nameless long knife in his right hand swung out rapidly, holding the thin sword on his shoulder.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and then, fine raindrops fell again, drowning the vacuum space left behind the black-clad masked man.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the black-clothed masked man, obviously he didn't expect Ye Haotian to dodge his own killer sword in this situation.

His pupils contracted slightly, the hand holding the sword suddenly shook, and a violent spirit element suddenly burst out, the straight falling rain line suddenly became distorted, and one after another black sword shadows slashed towards Ye Haotian like huge waves.

Ye Haotian retreated quickly, the nameless long knife in his hand was swung out frequently, and in the blink of an eye, one hundred and eighty-eight knives were swung, and the scattered Lingyuan aura left a criss-crossing and hideous scratch on the stone walls on both sides of the alley, and the flying stone debris fell to the ground one after another, making the blood-red stagnant water have a touch of turbidity.

The two of them in the battle had long been unable to see their figures, only the constant splashing of water on the ground and the scratches of the swords on the walls reminded that a bloody battle was taking place in the alley.

The sound of the sword collision suddenly became urgent, and with a crisp humming sound, the figures of the two gradually became clear in the rain.

Ye Haotian was holding a nameless long knife, the rain fell on his head, wetting his cheeks along the corners of his forehead, and five meters away, the black scarf on the face of the black-clothed masked man had been picked off.

This is a middle-aged man, with a cold face, a neatly trimmed short beard, and a white and smooth skin, much like the lord of a large family.

"If there is no other means, tonight will be the last time you will see the summer rain in Anyang City. Ye Haotian's calm voice passed through the sound of rain and into the ears of the middle-aged man.

A cruel sneer appeared on the face of the man in black, "You are a martial artist in the middle of the First Third Realm, I am in the middle of the Fourth Realm, in the battle just now, the spirit element in your body has been exhausted, and you can still say this kind of thing at this time, I really don't know whether to say that you are smart or stupid." ”

Ye Haotian looked at the flashing eyes of the man in black, and suddenly smiled: "I spent Lingyuan to do it with you, just to see your origin from your moves, and now, I have the answer." ”

The man in black looked slightly condensed: "Judging from the moves, do you think you are a sword saint or a bookworm?"

"You are from the Yulin Sect, and your cultivation in the middle of the Four Realms shows that your status should not be low, at least as an elder of the outer sect. Ye Haotian's voice sounded slowly.

The black-clothed man's face changed slightly, and he quickly regained his composure, and before he could speak, Ye Haotian's voice came again: "The Zhou family asked you to kill me, you must have paid a lot of price, no matter whether your assassination tonight is a person or represents the will of the sect, after you die, I will not let them go." ”

The man in black finally couldn't help laughing: "It's up to you, and you still talk wildly when you die, I ...... it."

"There's a secret I'm sure you don't know. ”

Ye Haotian interrupted the man in black.

"What's the secret?"

"I kill people, and I never rely on Lingyuan. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Haotian suddenly crashed into the wall on the side, and the whole person disappeared instantly under the nose of the man in black, and the aura on his body turned into nothingness in an instant.

The black-clothed man's pupils dilated suddenly, and before he could react, a piercing chill suddenly came from behind him.

The cultivator's instinct made the man in black stab the thin sword in his hand backwards without replying to his head, but as soon as his arm was raised, he felt a chill in his heart, as if he had been stabbed by something, and then the strength of his whole body suddenly disappeared, and the arm holding the sword slowly drooped.