At the end of the gravel road, two people looked over. These two people are both over 30 years old.
One of the leaders looked like he was about 40 years old. "Junior brother is taking action. His sword drawing skills are even more powerful than before. I don't know if Lin Fei can stop him."
The speaker was the fifth junior brother Ye Long, who was also the youngest. He was just 30 years old this year.
"I guess Lin Fei can't resist it. The fifth junior brother has practiced the sword-drawing technique for 10 years. No one has ever been able to block the power of his sword. Even if he can stop him from drawing the sword How can we block his sword skills? Even a few of us know the flaws in his sword drawing skills, so we can barely resist it. If it were Lin Fei, it would be pretty good if he didn't get hurt. He might even be in a state of embarrassment.”
These two people are disciples of the God of War Ye Xuan, and they are also disciples who entered the house, one of only five.
These five people are all talented people, and they are among the best among the younger generation.
I have never paid much attention to the younger generation.
Lin Fei is the most powerful person in the East China Sea. He wiped out the masters in a short period of time and emerged from the sky, which naturally made many people dissatisfied.
They are one of them.
Among the younger generation, only the geniuses of those families can compete with them. Others are not qualified. As for those from other provinces, they are not taken seriously.
As soon as they heard that Lin Fei was coming, they all put aside their affairs and came back, wondering for a while what this Lin Fei was capable of.
So they asked Ye Fan, the fourth junior brother with the most temper, to take action first to test what level Lin Fei had reached.
Everyone is a strong master, so there really is nothing to be afraid of.
Ye Fan, who was still talking one moment, drew his sword the next moment. The sword was drawn very quickly, leaving only an afterimage, and Ye Fan's drawing of the sword could not be seen at all.
All I saw was that when he raised his hand, he was greeted by a dangerous and creepy aura.
It was obviously just a matter of leading the way, but in the end it developed like this. Zhang Yi didn't know how to explain it. As for getting angry, how dare he get angry? I just hope that Lin Fei can stop Ye Fan from drawing his sword.
Ye Fan pulled out his sword in the blink of an eye, "You can't even block my sword, and you still want to see my master."
Mark's eyes were full of disdain.
Because the knife he just struck did cut through the other party's body. As for whether the other party is alive or dead, this has nothing to do with Mark.
Ye Fan is also very confident in his sword-drawing skills. No matter which warrior he is, even if he is a master, as long as he draws his sword in front of the opponent, there is no third option at all.
"You are sure you just hit me."
A lazy sound came from not far away.
As soon as Ye Fan's pupils shrank, he saw Lin Fei, standing where he was just now, no, he was one step away from where he was just now, with a faint smile on his face, but this smile seemed to be full of laughter in ordinary eyes. A sense of irony.
"You actually avoided my attack. It turns out that what I hit just now was your afterimage. It seems that you still have some strength."
Ye Fan's expression returned to normal, "Then I'll let you experience my real sword skills."
The sword was unsheathed and slashed horizontally.
This sword slash is different from other sword techniques.
This knife is like a rippled arc.
In an instant, it turned into four attacks, locking Lin Fei from front to back, left and right.
"This is my self-created sword technique, called Lock. It can lock anyone."
Ye Fan is proud.
He did not continue to practice according to the sword technique, but integrated various sword techniques to create his own sword technique. His strength has greatly improved. At the same master level, his strength is already equivalent to the existence of the Grandmaster's Dzogchen, which is considered a Dzogchen. existence is not necessarily his opponent.
"This sword alone is not enough; use as many sword skills as you want, don't hide one hand and show the other, that's very boring."
Lin Fei still smiled faintly, and looked unconcerned with the incoming sword technique.
"Failed again."
Ye Fan used the sword technique with great confidence, but he didn't expect it to fail. He obviously didn't see how the opponent moved, but what he hit was an afterimage. It can only be said that at the moment of taking action, he had already left.
Ye Fan could only prove that the other party's movements were extremely fast, and he was a little angry. He strode forward and slashed out with the sword in his hand.
There is a hint of weirdness in the wide opening and closing, which is hard to guard against. It was obviously facing the chest one moment, but it appeared on the back the next moment.
It can be seen that Ye Fan's mastery of moves has reached the level of proficiency, but such sword skills cannot help Lin Fei.
Lin Fei didn't move anything from beginning to end. He stood with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.
"It seems that you have used all your sword skills, but it's a pity that your sword skills can't touch me."
Ye Fan's temper has also reached its peak. The failure of his swordsmanship is a huge blow to a swordsman.
"Impossible, my knife will definitely draw blood."
Another slash came, this one breaking through Ye Fan's previous limit.
Lin Fei raised his hand and flicked, only to hear a loud crisp sound, a loud boom, and a wall not far away was smashed through, with a splash and countless splashes of water.
It turned out that Ye Fan chopped it off with a knife, but Lin Fei flicked it out with a finger and fell into the water.
"Brother Ye, you are already a big shot, why bother with them?"
A long voice came from the inner courtyard.
It was the voice of Ye Xuan, the first god of war.
"Ye Zhanshen, your apprentice's sword skills need to be improved. He slashed me 136 times, but there were 76 flaws among these 136 cuts. Fortunately, he met me. If he met the enemy, don't It is said that 136 cuts have been made, and he will probably be killed when 13 cuts are made. You have to continue to train me as a disciple."
The two disciples who were standing in the corner watching felt their scalps go numb.
"He actually saw it. How is it possible? You must know that junior brother's sword skills cannot be grasped at all, so junior brother chooses to practice sharp swordsmanship. But now, this Lin Fei is really terrible, with such a person If we fight, I'm afraid I'll be killed in just a few moves."
Lin Fei's mood was not affected by the arrival of these people, and he walked into the inner courtyard with a faint smile.
In the inner courtyard, there is a rockery, flowing water, pavilions, water pavilions, and the fragrance of birds and flowers.
"The Cave Paradise of Ye Mansion is really different. One month can be worth one year of cultivation here. It is really a good place for cultivation."
"Brother Ye, your eyesight is indeed extraordinary. You can tell at a glance that my disciples are not convinced. Fortunately, you showed mercy. Otherwise, you would have been embarrassed and thrown into my grandma's house."
