Hearing Ye Fan's words, Xing Tian's expression changed again and again.
He really couldn't refute what he said in the night, this thing was created by the evil faction first and attacked the light faction secretly, but it was stolen by Ye Fan at this time and turned against them.
Regardless of whether he thought what Mark Ye said was reasonable, he couldn't show it at the moment.
"You little thief still dare to contradict me!"
Xing Tian was already in a bad mood, and now that he had lost the weapon he had in hand, his mood became even worse. Looking at the long knife stuck on the ground, a look of distress appeared in his eyes.
"Boy, what kind of magic did you use? Why don't you hurry up and release my long sword!"
Xing Tian scolded angrily.
Ye Fan chuckled twice when he heard his words, as if he had seen some big joke.
"That man in front of you is not joking. If you want to kill me now, why don't I hold your weapon in both hands to you?"
Ye Fan said with a chuckle.
"Then it's better for me to simply commit suicide here without dirtying your hands."
Ye Fan said a joke, and with a movement of his body, he appeared in front of Xing Tian in the blink of an eye. The Vulcan sword unsheathed and struck towards Xing Tian's face.
"What a cunning boy, he actually disturbed me with his words!"
Xing Tian looked at the Vulcan Sword that was about to hit him, and grabbed it.
Unexpectedly, the red lines around the Vulcan Sword were all condensed from the high-temperature fire element.
As soon as Xing Tian held his hand, he immediately felt a burning sensation.
He quickly retracted his hand, raised his foot and kicked Ye Fan.
Ye Fan also didn't expect that Xing Tian was so big and his figure was quite flexible.
Xing Tian ducked down to avoid Ye Fan's thrusting sword, and kicked Ye Fan in the abdomen with his big fan-like foot.
Ye Fan hurriedly dodged. Although he was physically very strong, it would definitely be uncomfortable to be kicked hard by such a big foot.
After standing up, Xing Tian looked at his burned palms, his eyes shining.
"Hahaha! What a sword! What a sword!"
Xing Tian looked at the Vulcan Sword in Ye Fan's hand with a look of covetousness on his face.
"Boy, if you can give me the sword in your hand, I can still give you a way out."
Xing Tian proudly said to Ye Fan.
The people of the Evil Sect are divided into different levels based on their strength. With Xingtian's strength, in the Evil Sect, he is already ranked below one person and above ten thousand people.
This status makes him look down on those who are weak.
Although Ye Fan is very powerful, he has not fully demonstrated it, so in Xing Tian's eyes, he is still just a young monk with good cultivation, but he is only good.
"My lord, are you kidding me?"
Ye Fan said calmly.
There was a fierce look in his eyes. He didn't expect that Xing Tian would actually want to take away his Vulcan Sword.
But Xing Tian continued to seduce Ye Fan.
"As long as you give me your sword and hand over the fort that you stole, I will let you live!"
Xing Tian kept repeating these words to Ye Fan, his face and eyes full of coveting for the Vulcan Sword.
"It is impossible for me to hand over my god. He is a good friend of mine. If you want it, you might as well grab it yourself. As long as you grab it, it will be yours."
Ye Fan said with a cold face, but Xingtian didn't notice the coldness on his face at all, all his mental power was on the Vulcan Sword.
"You said this, so you don't have to blame me for being ruthless!"