Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

"It's now!"

Ye Fan drank in a low voice and turned around!
"Damn it!" As a killer, Feng Jie certainly has a keen intuition, he already felt the danger of dying.

He wanted to draw his knife and escape, but it was too late.

Ye Fan's purple water power has been condensed, layer upon layer, with both the softness of water and the toughness of soil, and it has firmly fixed his dagger!
"Damn it!" The other party's voice had lost its usual calmness, and it became hysterical at this moment.

At the critical moment, he actually put down the knife in his hand.

Ye Fan took an empty shot, but snatched the blade off and held it in his hand.

"It runs quite fast." Only now did Ye Fan have the opportunity to look at the weapon in Wuyin Village carefully. It was the same as what he had seen before. Wrap your hand around the handle, like a smart water wave.

The jet-black blade is sharp, with the blessing of the Dao, making the blade even sharper.

He had seen two of the same knife.

It seems that in Wuyin Village, there is also a master blacksmith who can integrate the avenue into the blade, but I don't know if such a master is still alive.

"Brother Ye, you just escaped the blow of Killer Wuyin by relying on that condensed consciousness?" Dian Kong's exclamation came from beside him, "Could it be that you can feel his movements?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "Of course it's not such an exaggeration, otherwise Wuyin Village's stunt would be too unreal, but I can guarantee that as long as he makes a move, I can catch him."

"Heh~ Don't give yourself money, it's just a coincidence, you think I'll be scared off by you?" A cold male voice came from nowhere, it was Feng Jie.

Ye Fan knew that he was preparing his next blow with all his might.

Ye Fan turned the blade in his hand casually, and a black knife flashed out. In his previous life, he likes to use fruit knives to do this: "Such sharp blades, I am afraid there will not be many in the world. I am afraid that you will not have a second one. How are you going to make the second strike?"

"Even if you don't rely on a sharp weapon, it's easy to kill you, but a kid in the middle of Xuanji, dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly, it turned out that he was underestimated again because of his cultivation level.

But, didn't he realize that Dian Kong's cultivation was against the sky?
Turning his eyes to Diankong, he just shook his head slightly, it seems that he has hidden his strength.

Okay!Learn to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Ye Fan remained calm, pretending he didn't hear anything, and continued to play with the black blade, one after another, flipping the blade in his hand.

As if attracted by Ye Fan's knives, Dian Kong moved his head closer, as if he had discovered a new world: "I have always known that Brother Ye's boxing skills are supernatural, but I didn't expect to be so proficient in knives. If Brother Ye is interested in knives, I have it." A friend who plays with knives, you can have a chat."

Hearing this, Ye Fan looked at the black blade in his hand: "I just have nothing to do and play casually. I actually have no experience in how to use a knife."

"Brother Ye is being modest. Those few knives just now are neat and elegant, and they can't be achieved without a few years of hard work."

Ye Fan was silent for a while.

Counting the previous life, it is indeed a few years, but if you say that I can only play knives and other things, would you believe it?

Of course, Ye Fan didn't say this.

"You two... are you looking down on me?"

Finally, Feng Jie, who was hidden in the fog, spoke again. His voice was suppressed and trembling. It was obvious that he was extremely displeased with the chatting and ignoring of the two.

"Oh, so you're still there? Your concealment skills are really superb, I accidentally forgot, sorry."

What Ye Fan said was sincere.

But hearing this in the ear of the opposite party, of course, it has a different meaning. ——Crimson ignored.

His voice became hoarse: "You will pay for your arrogance!"

"You're not the first to say that." Ye Fan's tone was still sincere, and he didn't lie.

"Death to me!"

The chill rose again, this time not from the cervical spine, but from the ribs!

"It's the old routine again."

Ye Fan is really a little impatient. If the back of the neck is not good, then the ribs are not good, and if the ribs are not good, then the kidneys will explode. How many routines are there in Wuyin Village?

Could it be that it was taught by a master?
But after thinking about it, it's really possible!

No matter how rich Wuyin Village is, it would not be enough to hire a bunch of instructors to train the children. These remnants of Wuyin Village may really come from one master.

At this moment, Ye Fan didn't even intend to dodge at all. The killer who lost the black blade couldn't even break through his defense.

"A moment ago, you seemed to think that we had completely blocked our escape route?"

Ye Fan was still talking about other things.

"Death is imminent, are you still distracted?" With the sound of a cold voice, Feng Jie's knife was wrapped in a thousand pounds of force, and slashed at Ye Fan's ribs.

"Boom!"

A dull sound sounded.

There was no sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, only the sound of the collision of spiritual energy shields.

"How is this possible?"

Beside him, Feng Jie's movements were completely frozen.

Ye Fan yawned, and didn't grab him like last time, because it was unnecessary, even if he hit him standing up, he wouldn't suffer any damage.

Beside him, Dian Kong's voice was also a little lazy: "Brother Ye, it's getting late, we really don't need to waste time with him."

Ye Fan agreed: "The hero sees the same thing, but at least this woman must be sent out for a proper burial."

Dian Kong nodded again and again: "Brother Ye has a kind heart, and the staff here are not easy."

"You... two arrogant people! I have already said that the space you are in has been imprisoned by me! No sound of spiritual energy can come out! What are you still thinking about?" The man's voice was already hysterical.

Ye Fan didn't hear what he said, but just pulled it with one hand, and the space was directly torn apart, a lot of space fragments were scattered, and the original dark room appeared in Ye Fan's sight.

He nodded silently: Well, it's back, and it went well.

Then he turned around and asked curiously, "By the way, did you say something just now?"

He just tore apart the space and didn't pay attention to what Feng Jie said.

"No, it's nothing, please, my two masters."

"So I didn't say anything. Could it be that I was hallucinating? It seems that the thrilling bidding just now has hidden dangers to my spirit."

Diankong said in a concerned tone, "I'll ask Adjutant Duan to check on you after I go back. Before, I'd hand over all the work to her."

"Yeah, I'm relieved to have her here."

……

After Ye Fan and Diankong walked away, Feng Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His heart was still beating wildly.

"They left just like that?"

There are mixed feelings in my heart, luck and pain coexist, fortunately, the two really don't intend to care about him, the pain is, the reason why they don't care about him is because they don't care about him at all, "

Damn, I didn't expect me to be so weak. "

Nothing was accomplished, but what should be done still had to be done, Feng Jie's figure flickered, and he had returned to Wang Jun's bedroom.

"My lord, I'm back."