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In the alleyway, streaks of sword light flashed like lightning. Ye Xuan's body moved like lightning, and the sword in his hand was even faster than lightning. His long sword trembled repeatedly, and the long sword seemed to appear and disappear like a ghost. First, he leaped up and swatted away the long sword that was stabbing at him. Then, he raised his long sword diagonally and directly cut a long gash on the right arm of the person holding the sword. Then, he twisted his body in the air, and with a downward swing of his sword, the long sword directly pierced the long sword that was attacking his lower body. With a casual shake of his hand, he directly stabbed the person's body five times. Each stab penetrated about an inch deep. Finally, facing the long whip that was wrapped around him, Ye Xuan flipped his wrist, and the long sword was entangled by the long whip like a long snake. The person holding the long whip was overjoyed. Just as he was about to use his Genuine Qi to take back his internal energy, a huge force suddenly came from the long whip in his hand. With a few cracking sounds, the long whip in his hand broke into several pieces like a dead snake and fell to the ground.
Inside the alley, the five masked people looked at Ye Xuan in shock. He stood alone at the entrance of the alley with a sword in his hand. Fresh blood still dripped from the blade of the sword to the ground, sending chills down their spines. "You … Bixie Swordsmanship?!"
Ignoring the blood flowing out of his palm, the fat middle-aged man looked at Ye Xuan in shock. "You … Bixie Swordsmanship?!"
"Good guess, you really have a good eye!" Looking at the five injured people, Ye Xuan smiled faintly and said, "How is it? How is my Bixie Swordsmanship? It shouldn't disappoint you, right?"
When the five of them saw the sword in Ye Xuan's hand, greed flashed in their eyes.
However, the five of them glanced at each other and communicated with their eyes. Suddenly, the fat middle-aged man took off the mask on his face and forced a smile that was uglier than a crying face. He said to Ye Xuan, "Young Hero Ye's Bixie Swordplay has reached the acme of perfection. We naturally admire it. I am Ding Mian of the Song Mountain Faction. These are my Junior Martial Brothers and Martial Nephews. Just now, my Junior Martial Brothers and Martial Nephews just wanted to test Young Hero's martial arts. Please forgive me! "
Following Ding Mian's words, the other four also took off the masks on their faces. Revealing their true faces, one of them was Laudeno, whose ear had been cut off by Ye Xuan earlier.
Ding Mian and the others had already made up their minds. They wanted to deceive Ye Xuan first. As long as they could get out of here, they would return to Mount Song to gather more people, even if they had to ask Zuo Lengchan, the Sect Master. When the time came, they only needed to kill this lad and get the Bixie Swordsmanship. It would be a piece of cake to unite the five mountains and unify the Jianghu.
"You are from the Mount Song Sect?" Ye Xuan looked at the five people who had pulled off their masks. A cold gleam flashed across his eyes, and he sneered, "I'm not well-educated, so don't lie to me. You guys just said that you were from the Devil Cult. How did you suddenly become people from the Songshan Sect? Could it be that the Mount Song Sect has already surrendered to the Devil Cult? "
The smile on Ding Mian's face froze. Although the Mount Song Sect didn't surrender to the Devil Cult, they had secretly done many things in the name of the Devil Cult. If this was known by outsiders, the Mount Song Sect would be in big trouble.
However, the situation was stronger than the people, so Ding Mian and the others didn't dare to act up. They were waiting to kill Ye Xuan after they returned to Mount Song. At this time, they had no choice but to smile and say, "Young Hero Ye, you must be joking. Our Mount Song Sect is one of the major orthodox sects in the Wulin world. How can we yield to the Devil Cult? We just wanted to test you when we sparred with you. In fact, it's also our fault. We heard rumors that Young Hero Ye is the disciple of the Devil Cult's Master, Invincible East. We had to test you for the safety of the orthodox sects in the Wulin world. "
"So now you know I'm not a member of the Devil Cult?" Ye Xuan said with a smile.
"Of course. Young Hero Ye's martial arts are superb. I'm afraid even the Master of the Devil Cult, Invincible East, is not as good as you. How can you be a lackey of the Devil Cult? "In order to survive, Ding Mian didn't even care about his reputation. He flattered Ye Xuan one after another.
"I know clearly whether I'm a member of the Devil Cult or not. But what about you? What can you prove that you're from the Mount Song Sect?" Ye Xuan touched his chin and looked at the five people in front of him.
"Young Hero Ye, you must be joking. I …"
"I never joke. If you can't make me believe that you're from the Mount Song Sect today, then all of you can come in with your legs up and leave with your legs down." Ye Xuan interrupted Ding Mian's words and said with a murderous tone.
Hearing Ye Xuan's arrogant words, the five people of the Mount Song Sect were furious. Each of them was a famous figure in Jianghu. Who didn't treat them politely when they saw them? When had they ever been so submissive? When had they ever been threatened like this? Their lungs almost exploded from anger. Each of them wanted to rush out and fight with Ye Xuan.
However, these people's anger was suppressed. Each of these people was an old fox in Jianghu. They knew that a gentleman's revenge was never too late even after ten years. At the moment, each of them just glared at Ye Xuan and then withdrew their murderous intent.
Ding Mian, as the most experienced and the best martial artist in this group, suppressed the anger in his heart. With a calm face, he took out a token from his bosom and threw it over. "This is our Mount Song Sect's token. I wonder if this can prove that we're from the Mount Song Sect?"
Ye Xuan caught the token thrown by Ding Mian. He casually flipped it over and threw it to the ground. He sneered and said, "A broken token can prove that you're from the Mount Song Sect? Then what if I take out an Evil Cult's token and say that I'm Dongfang Bubai? "
"You …" Seeing Ye Xuan casually throw away the token that represented his sect, the five people were burning with anger. They all swore in their hearts that they would tear Ye Xuan into pieces in the future.
"Alright, Laudeno, come here." Ding Mian was a scheming and astute person. Even though he hated Ye Xuan, he still pulled over Laudeno, who had been stabbed five times and was bleeding non-stop. He said, "You've seen my martial nephew Laudeno before. He's my Senior Brother Zuo's disciple. How about this?"
"No, no. The Laudeno I saw before was a disciple of the Mount Hua Sect. How did he become a disciple of the Mount Song Sect now? If he secretly joined the Evil Cult, how would I know?" Ye Xuan looked at the pale-faced Laudeno and shook his head.
"You, you're slandering me. I, Laudeno, to the Mount Song Sect …"
"Alright!" Ding Mian interrupted Laudeno's display of loyalty. He rolled his eyes and said, "Alright. Since that's the case, Young Hero Ye, please come with us to the Fu Wei Escort Agency. Head Escort Lin of the Fu Wei Escort Agency visited our Mount Song Sect a few years ago. I've met him once. Head Escort Lin is a person of virtue and prestige. If he testifies, Young Hero Lin should believe me, right? "
Ye Xuan was silent for a moment, as if he was considering. After a while, he shook his head and said, "No, no. There are so many of you. I'm only relying on the alley to trap a few of you. If I let you out, wouldn't that be releasing the fish back to the sea? When the time comes, the world is so big. If you want to escape, how can I stop you? "
"Young Hero Ye, do you not have confidence in your martial arts?" Ding Mian looked at Ye Xuan.
"It's not that I don't have confidence in myself, but I don't have confidence in you guys," Ye Xuan said, shaking his head.
"This won't do, then this won't do. Young Hero Ye, tell us, how do we prove it so that you'll believe that we're disciples of the Mount Song Sect?" Ding Mian said angrily as he saw Ye Xuan evade.
"If you want me to believe that you're disciples of the Mount Song Sect, that's fine. You only need to break your own heart veins, and I'll throw your corpses on the street. I believe that there will be people in the martial arts world who will recognize you. Won't I know if you're from the Mount Song Sect or not? "Ye Xuan's lips curled up, a hint of an evil smile on his face.
"You, you've been toying with us all along?!" Laudeno glared at Ye Xuan.
"Bingo. You guessed it right, but unfortunately, there's no prize! "Ye Xuan snapped his fingers and looked at the five people in front of him mockingly.
When Ding Mian, who originally thought that he had succeeded in his scheme, heard Ye Xuan's words, he only felt a surge of anger. His eyes turned red, and they were about to pop out of their sockets. He clapped his palms together, and a sharp gust of wind shot toward Ye Xuan angrily, "Brat! Hand over your life! "
Seeing Ding Mian's palms coming toward him with the force of wind and thunder, the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth curled up slightly. He suddenly threw the sword in his hand toward Ding Mian, and the sword shot toward Ding Mian's body like a lightning bolt.
Seeing that Ye Xuan had actually thrown the sword at him, Ding Mian was not surprised. Instead, he was delighted. He thought that Ye Xuan had made a stupid move by abandoning the sword to stab him. Did he think that he could kill him this way?
Although he was in midair, Ding Mian circulated the Qi in his Dantian and suddenly twisted his waist. His body, which was originally powerless in the void, abruptly made a turn in the air and leaned to the side, dodging the long sword that was shooting toward him like a lightning bolt.
Ding Mian's fat body was even more agile than the Spirit Monkey. As soon as his body was forced to the ground, he tapped the ground with the tip of his right foot and leaped again, pouncing toward Ye Xuan fiercely.
This time, Ding Mian wore a victorious smile on his face as he looked at Ye Xuan, who did not have a sword in his hand. He was known as the Supporting Hand by the people of Jianghu because of his great palm strength. He had once shaken a stone platform that was thirty feet high with his bare palms. He was confident that he was not afraid of anyone except his Senior Brother Zuo Lengchan.
He thrust both palms toward Ye Xuan's head and chest.
However, when Ding Mian's palms were about to hit Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan seemed to be scared out of his wits. His hands hung by his sides, as if he was willing to give up his life.
"Is he so confident in his Thwart Kung Fu?" Ding Mian snorted in his heart when he saw that Ye Xuan had no intention of making a move. He increased the strength of his palms by thirty percent, intending to kill him with one palm strike.
"Senior Brother Ding, be careful …"
Suddenly, a few cries of alarm came from behind him, and a chill rushed from his back to his head. When Ding Mian was about to move, he felt a chill on his neck and found that he could no longer feel his own body. At the same time, his head rose up, and he saw a headless corpse below him. Blood was spurting out like a fountain.
"That's my body …" The last of Ding Mian's consciousness disappeared. Ding Mian's head and headless body fell heavily to the ground.
"Senior Brother Ding …" The remaining people looked at Ding Mian, whose head was separated from his body, with their eyes wide open. But when they raised their heads to look at Ye Xuan, they were all stunned.
They saw that Ye Xuan's hands were hanging by his sides, but a sword was floating in front of him out of thin air.
That's right, the sword hilt was empty, and it was floating in front of him as if it was held by a pair of invisible hands.
"You … You …" The remaining people looked as if they had seen a ghost, and their faces were filled with horror.
"Don't worry, I'll send you to meet your Senior Brother right now!" Ye Xuan looked at them expressionlessly, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Go!" With a light spit from his mouth, the sword that was originally floating in the air shot towards the four people behind him like a bolt of lightning.
"Don't … Don't kill me, I'm willing to be your slave …" The man who was holding the whip begged for mercy.
While the four people were still in shock, the sword lightly swept across their necks like lightning.
"You said it too late, say it earlier next time!" The sword flew back, and Ye Xuan sneered.
Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! — —
Four bloody marks suddenly appeared on the four people's necks, and an arrow of blood shot out from their necks.
"Uh …" The man with the whip's throat moved, but he couldn't say anything. His eyes were wide open, and the other three people's eyes were filled with unwillingness and resentment. They fell backward with a thud.
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Thank you, Ye Yanxi, for your continuous gifts! To be continued
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