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Kun Yaoguang held the sword in his hand and stared at Ye Xiaotian.

It was silent. Yang Baifeng who was standing at the side couldn't help but hold his breath and look at Ye Xiaotian nervously.

Kun Yaoguang's grip on the sword was very steady, but his heart started to get impatient. Ye Xiaotian just stood there, his body was full of flaws, but he couldn't find a chance to attack.

"Take out your sword. Let me see if the Meteor Sword is really as fast as a shooting star. " Kun Yaoguang said. He wanted Ye Xiaotian to take out his sword first.

"You will die. " Ye Xiaotian said indifferently, his eyes devoid of any color.

"Haha, this is a good joke. I have killed countless people in my life. I have already seen through life and death. Do you want to pity me?" His facial expression suddenly became incomparably ferocious, "Do you remember Qu Liushang?"

Ye Xiaotian's facial expression finally changed, "Qu Liushang?" His voice became incomparably cold. Yang Baifeng, who was standing at the side, could feel a strong killing intent.

"Haha, yes. I was the one who killed Qu Liushang. Until now, I still remember him. Because he was the only one who endured eighteen of my tortures. His bones were really hard. Unfortunately, no matter how hard his bones were, they would still turn into powder. Do you want me to tell you in detail what kind of eighteen methods these eighteen methods have? " Kun Yaoguang's laughter was extremely sharp. He liked to watch his enemies suffer.

"Shut up!" Ye Xiaotian shouted out loudly. After that, he stared at Kun Yaoguang, as if he was going to swallow him whole.

Yang Baifeng had never seen Ye Xiaotian so angry. He didn't know who Qu Liushang was, but he knew that Ye Xiaotian was in a very dangerous situation right now. If Ye Xiaotian was a sword just now, he was now a sword covered in blood.

Kun Yaoguang was startled by Ye Xiaotian's gaze. That was no longer the eyes of a single person.

He quickly calmed down. He couldn't lose, and he couldn't lose either.

Suddenly, he felt a trace of pain. All the strength in his body was gradually disappearing. He did not know when Ye Xiaotian had arrived in front of him. His chest had already turned red.

He tried his best to recall what had happened. It was as if he had just blinked his eyes. Why had it ended? He remembered that he still had his revenge. He still had people to kill. The people he had killed had also appeared, and he no longer felt anything.

Ye Xiaotian didn't even look at him. He turned around and left.

Yang Baifeng, who was stunned on the spot, didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He had been completely attracted by that sword. That sword kept repeating itself in his mind, but it was always just a little bit away.

After a long time, he could only sigh helplessly. One breath. The only thing that was scary was indeed a person, not a sword.

Kun Yaoguang had already died. The people from the Bright Moon Tavern who had been arranged to stay in the Yan Yun Alley had also left immediately. They had always been silent. Initially, Yang Baifeng was prepared to have a big battle, but in the end, those people who had surrendered to the Bright Moon Tavern had returned to ask him for forgiveness. These people were useful to him, so he didn't make things difficult for them.

"Why did the people of Bright Moon Tavern withdraw?" Yang Baifeng asked with some doubt.

"Because the Bright Moon Tavern is a smart Bright Moon Tavern. " Ye Xiaotian's answer was very simple. After he finished speaking, he drank another mouthful of wine.

"I will treat Hero Ye to stay for a few days. I will immediately find Liu Shan for you. " Yang Baifeng immediately made arrangements.

"Alright, wine. " Ye Xiaotian shook the wine pot. He didn't know when the wine pot was free.

"Go, bring the wine for Hero Ye. " Yang Baifeng's face was full of joy.

The butler quickly brought back three jugs of wine and removed the lid. The rich fragrance of wine immediately filled the entire hall.

"Good!" Ye Xiaotian laughed loudly. He picked up a jugs of wine and poured it into his mouth. He did not even take two gulps before he fell to the ground with a plop.

Only Yang Baifeng and the butler, who looked at each other in dismay, were left laughing loudly.

When Ye Xiaotian woke up, it was already dark. The room was quiet.

He lay on the bed and did not get up. The moonlight shone on him through the gaps in the window and through the dark gaps.

For some reason, a person suddenly appeared in Ye Xiaotian's mind.

He put down the sword in his hand for her, and put down the sword in his heart for her. She accompanied him through the night and the Jianghu. It was the first time he felt like home. However, they could not be together.

Ye Xiaotian's face suddenly turned pale. The moonlight was so cold. He wanted to pick up the wine pot in his hand, but it was empty.

He sighed helplessly, and his face suddenly became serious.

Just now, he accidentally saw a black shadow flash under the moonlight. A swordsman's eyes were very good.

He picked up his sword and chased after it. The black shadow was as agile as a rabbit and its movement technique was light. Ye Xiaotian's eyes also revealed a trace of surprise. This Qing Gong was definitely not an ordinary person. Why did he come here?

Everyone in the martial arts world knew about Ye Xiaotian's sword, but they did not know that few people in the martial arts world could match his Qing Gong.

He followed from afar and saw the black clothed man leap into the abandoned courtyard where his young master used to live.

Now that his young master had become his young master, he moved from the abandoned courtyard to the bustling Yan Yun Manor. There shouldn't be any life in the abandoned courtyard anymore. However, the black clothed man had actually snuck in at midnight. There must be something strange about it.

Ye Xiaotian hid in the dark and carefully watched.

"Come out. " The black clothed man stood on the ground, looking at a pile of rocks not far away.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beside the crushed rocks. However, because the position where he stood completely avoided the light, even Ye Xiaotian was unable to see clearly who it was.

"How's the handling of the matter?" black clothed man asked.

"Everything has been settled. The people of Bright Moon Tavern have been completely eliminated. Yan Yun Alley is now our territory. Humph! Humph! The Pavilion Lord's grand plan is going to start soon. " The man beside the rock said excitedly.

"Don't be happy too early. I have come to give you a message. Henn Wuyi is back. " The black clothed man said coldly.

"Isn't. . . Isn't he dead?" The figure's voice sounded somewhat panicked.

"Don't be afraid. There are so many of us here, so why should we be afraid of him being crippled?" The black clothed man said in a sinister manner.

"But, Dragonflower Town. . . " The figure said solemnly, but was immediately interrupted. "What are you saying!? That matter must remain in your heart forever. Do you know that you're dead? " The black clothed man spoke coldly.

"Isn't there still Ye Liuhsing? You have to stir up their conflict, understand?" The black clothed man sneered.

"Hehehehe. " The figure also smiled sinisterly.

The black clothed man leaped up more than 10 feet high, turned around and disappeared into the night.

The figure also jumped onto the wall. Ye Xiaotian used the moonlight to see this person's appearance clearly. He was immediately shocked. It turned out that the figure was the young master's housekeeper.

The courtyard immediately became quiet again. There was only the occasional sound of the wind and the coldness that could not be dispersed.

Ye Xiaotian thought for a long time on the spot. He let out a long sigh and shook his head with a smile. Then he left.

Ye Xiaotian could not sleep anymore. He sat down cross-legged and started to recover his Qi.

When he opened his eyes, it was already dawn. The fish belly was still healthy in the sky. Ye Xiaotian pulled out the sword in his hand. He caressed it with his palm. His sword was not meant for people to see. His sword was a killing sword. He could even feel the coldness emitted by the sword.

He quietly felt the sword. He slowly felt that he was about to turn into a sword. His body was emitting a sharp aura.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

Ye Xiaotian opened his eyes. He heard the sound of the sword, and followed the sound to the backyard.

In the garden stood a young man in white. He was the young master.

He kept repeating the same action. He pulled out his sword, put it back into its sheath, pull it out, pull it out, and put it back into its sheath. His sleeves were wet with sweat. His sword was flashing with green light. His eyes were firm. He injected all of his strength into his sword.

Ye Xiaotian looked at the young master who was practicing the sword with interest, but he didn't say anything.

He waited for two hours, and the interest in his eyes gradually turned serious. This young master wasn't simple. He had already made an evaluation in his heart.

The young master put down the sword in his hand and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel. When he turned around, he saw Ye Xiaotian with a smile on his face. He was stunned.

"Sorry for making you laugh, hero Ye. " The young master smiled very calmly.

"As expected, the young master is a dragon among men. His perseverance is enough to make the young master invincible. " Although Ye Xiaotian was smiling, his tone was very serious.

"No, no. I hope Hero Ye will give me some pointers. " The young master cupped his fists in a very solemn manner.

Ye Xiaotian could not refuse, so he could only say, "Your sword lacks an intent. " After saying that, he didn't say anything else.