Wei Zhijie instantly took out eight willow leaf throwing knives from his waist. At the end of these throwing knives, there were extremely thin metal threads wrapped around them. They were so sharp that they could cut a human body into pieces!
"Go to hell!"
Wei Zhijie threw out the eight flying knives with both hands. The eight flying knives were like eight cold lights, instantly surrounding Ye Fan!
Ye Fan didn't directly use his sword intent to resist it. He chose to dodge in a flash, wanting to dodge. leaf
However, Wei Zhijie was actually a second ahead of time. He directly dragged the trajectory of the flying blade and arrived at Ye Fan's movement trajectory!
"Sure enough!"
White Eye, its characteristic was to be able to predict!
Through cultivation, Bai Tong was able to predict the opponent's next move. The stronger one was, the further one could predict!
It could be said that this was a very rogue bloodline talent. It could allow the people of the Bai Zhe Clan to seize the initiative.
Even if Bai Tong didn't have much use in attacking, at least to a large extent, in a battle of the same level, the Bai Zhe Clan would always be invincible.
Of course, if the difference in strength was too great, then it would be a different story...
After being predicted, Ye Fan knew that he wouldn't be able to dodge this time. He immediately activated his protective sword intent and shattered all eight flying knives!
Wei Zhijie was shocked, his face pale, "This … This is …" Sword intent!? "
He didn't even have the time to withdraw the throwing knife. Although he had predicted it, his hand speed couldn't keep up. He could only watch as the throwing knife was engulfed by the sword intent and turned into metal fragments!
The throwing knife was gone, and the gravitational pull was gone. No matter how sharp the thread was, it would still be useless, without the slightest bit of damage!
Ye Fan fiercely stomped on the ground, and his body suddenly accelerated once again, charging towards Wei Zhijie!
Wei Zhijie's white eyes flickered with white light, constantly predicting Ye Fan's movements.
However, he soon despaired!
Left? Right? Left, right, left... "This …" leaf
Ye Fan's figure was so fast that a dozen or so afterimages appeared in front of his eyes. Even if he could predict it, his body wouldn't be able to keep up!
Even though he knew that Ye Fan would attack his left side in the next moment, because of his slow body, he could only watch helplessly as he was hit!
"Bam!"
Ye Fan punched Wei Zhijie into the air, then leaped up. In the air, he punched twice and kicked thrice!
With the last kick, Ye Fan directly kicked Wei Zhijie into the grass, leaving behind a "human pit"!
Wei Zhijie looked up at the sky in disbelief. Not a single bone in his body, including his arms and legs, could be controlled!
A martial artist who had just entered the Awakening Realm was actually crippled by Ye Fan's brutal strength and speed!
Fan Xian put his hands on his waist, stretched his neck, and muttered to himself in satisfaction, "It's still better to beat people up like this. The sword intent kills people too quickly …"
When Wei Zhijie heard this, tears almost flowed out from his eyes. He, the elder of the Bai Zhe Clan, was being used as a punching bag?
However, what he felt right now was a deep sense of fear … Just who was this young man in front of him!? How could he have such an abnormal physique!?
"You … Just who are you … Aren't you afraid that our clan will take your life!?" Wei Zhijie gritted his teeth.
Fan Xian sighed, and regretfully said, "This is the reason why I hate you clansmen. Why do you always feel that you are the ones who want other people's lives, and not others? "Frog at the bottom of a well..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan crushed Wei Zhijie's skull with one foot and breathed his last on the spot.
At the entrance, when they saw Ye Fan's attack, their big eyes were filled with brilliance. They imitated Ye Fan's movements as they jumped up and down, kicking their fat legs and waving their meaty arms. They wished that they could go up and hit him a few times.
Seeing this, Qingxue rubbed her forehead and felt a headache. In such a family environment, how could she educate her daughter into a well-educated and courteous lady? Could it be that he could only be a chivalrous heroine … It was best if he didn't become a female overlord...
Jiang Xiaobai said with a face full of worship, "As expected of Mr. Ye! I was almost pierced into a sieve by his throwing knife! How could you cripple him so easily!! "
Ye Fan took the pill that was stolen from Wei Zhijie's body and threw it to Jiang Xiaobai. With a helpless expression, he said, "Eat the pill and recover. The matter with the Mystic Sword Sect is not over yet!"
When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he was puzzled and asked, "Mr. Ye, are you planning to go to the Mystic Sword Sect?"
"They've already started robbing in broad daylight in front of my house. Do you think I can ignore them …" Ye Fan said with a dark face.
Before the appearance of the clan, these ancient martial arts sects kept a very low profile, afraid that they would arouse the dissatisfaction of the upper echelons of the country.
Ye Fan didn't even know that the headquarters of the Mystic Sword Sect was in Hua Hai. He only knew that Liu Yuanqing and Liu Yunfeng were at Hua Hai University.
But now, with the support of the "model" clan, it was obvious that they no longer cared about displaying their ancient martial arts in front of the common people. If this continued, killing people on the streets would be commonplace.
The aftereffects of the War God's departure, or rather, the influence of the decline of the Divine Dragon Clan, had become more and more obvious.
The upper echelons of the country were helpless against the clan. Ye Fan felt that if he didn't intervene, then in the end, even the people around him wouldn't have any guarantee of living in China.
For example, if they went to kindergarten and encountered some ancient martial artist fighting in public, what would happen to the children?
Ye Fan was not interested in being a hero who saved the country and the people. He only wanted to do his best to ensure that the people he cared about were not harmed.
When Jiang Xiaobai heard that he still had to return to the Mystic Sword Sect, his expression was a little bashful and unwilling.
"What's wrong? You don't want to bring me there?" Ye Fan smiled evilly and said, "Could it be that there are other secrets to this matter?"
Jiang Xiaobai smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing, I need to recover from my injuries first."
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, Jiang Xiaobai simply dealt with his internal injuries.
Taking advantage of this time, Ye Fan sent Baphomet's men to clean up the corpses on the scene and destroy the corpses with ease.
Following which, Ye Fan drove a car out of the garage and headed in the direction that Jiang Xiaobai had pointed out to a forest farm in the north of Hua Hai.
This forest was very inconspicuous, so much so that Ye Fan had never paid attention to it before. Now, he discovered that there was a straight and spacious road that led straight to the interior.
There was already a large stone tablet erected outside, with the words "Mystic Sword Sect Headquarters" written in gold.
What was even more eye-catching was that on the lower right side of these five words, there was a row of words: "Subordinate Sects of the Clan Alliance."
It was obvious that the Mystic Sword Sect treated him as a little brother of the clan alliance, and he was willing to do so.
"The show is not small, there are even eight of them standing at the door." Ye Fan saw that there were eight men dressed in the attire of the Mystic Sword Sect disciples standing outside the door.
Everyone had their heads held high and their chests puffed out. They all carried three swords on their backs. It was unknown where their confidence came from, or how many swords they knew, but they actually dared to carry three on their backs …
"Hehe, I just saw that they seemed pretty powerful, so I snuck in." Jiang Xiaobai smiled embarrassedly from the copilot.
"Then is he really that powerful?" Ye Fan asked.
Jiang Xiaobai clicked his tongue, "It's not bad, but it's not as impressive as this …" It's just that that guy from the clan is too much. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have bothered you … "
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