At the end of the stone road, two people looked at this side. Both of them were around 30 years old.
The person in the lead looked about 40 years old. "My junior brother took action. His sword drawing technique is more powerful than before. I wonder if Lin Fei can stop it."
The person who spoke was the fifth junior brother Ye Long, who was also the youngest, and he was just 30 years old this year.
"I guess Lin Fei can't resist it. The fifth junior brother's sword drawing technique has been practicing for 10 years. No one has ever been able to block his sword power. Even if he can block his sword drawing technique, how can he block his sword technique? Even if we just know the flaws of his sword drawing technique, we can barely resist it. If it were Lin Fei, it would be good not to be injured, and maybe he would be embarrassed."
These two are disciples of the God of War Ye Xuan, and one of the only five disciples who have entered the house.
These five people are all talented and have become the best among the younger generation.
I have never taken the younger generation into consideration.
Lin Fei is the strongest man in the East China Sea. He swept the master in a short period of time and came out of nowhere, which naturally made many people feel dissatisfied.
Several of them are one of them.
Among the younger generation, only the geniuses from those families are not qualified to compare with them. As for those from other provinces, they don’t take them seriously.
When they heard that Lin Fei was coming, they all let go of the matter and came back. They thought about what kind of ability Lin Fei had.
So they asked the fourth junior brother, Ye Fan, who was the most angry, to take action first and test what level Lin Fei has reached.
Everyone is a powerful master, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
Ye Fan, who was still talking a moment ago, drew his sword the next moment. The sword was drawn very quickly, leaving only a shadow, and Ye Fan's drawing of his sword was impossible to see.
Just when he saw his hand lifting up, he felt a dangerous and creepy breath coming towards him.
It was obviously just a matter of leading the way, but in the end it developed like this, Zhang Yi didn't know how to explain it. As for being angry, how dare he be angry? It just hopes that Lin Fei can stop Ye Fan from drawing his sword.
Ye Fan pulled out his sword, and in the blink of an eye, "I can't even stop my sword, you still want to see my master."
Ye Fan's eyes were full of disdain.
Because he had a knife just now, it did slash through the other party's body. As for whether the other party was alive or dead, it had nothing to do with Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was also very confident in his sword drawing skills. No matter which warrior he was or even a master, as long as he drew his sword in front of the other side, he would have no third choice at all.
"You're sure you hit me just now."
A lazy voice came from a place not far away.
As soon as Ye Fan's pupils contracted, he saw Lin Fei and stood in the position just now. No, he was just a step away from the position just now, with a faint smile on his face, but this smile seemed to be full of irony in ordinary eyes.
"You actually avoided my sword. It turns out that what I hit you just now was your afterimage; it seems that you still have some strength."
Ye Fan's face returned to normal, "Then let you learn about my real sword technique."
The knife is unsheathed and the knife is slashed horizontally.
This sword is different from other sword techniques.
This knife is like a ripple arc.
In an instant, it turned into four attacks, locking Lin Fei to death from front, back, left and right.
"This is my own sword technique called lock, which can lock anyone."
Ye Fan is proud.
He did not practice all the way according to the sword technique, but instead integrated various sword techniques to create his own sword technique, and his strength improved greatly. At the same level as the master's level, his strength was equivalent to the existence of the master's level of Great Perfection. He was considered a great perfection, and he might not be his opponent.
"This sword alone is not enough; use it as much as you want, don't hide one hand and show the other, that's boring."
Lin Fei still smiled so faintly, and he looked like he was not caring about the sword technique that was coming.
"It's lost again."
Ye Fan used his sword technique and was confident, but he didn't expect that he still failed. He didn't see how the other party moved, but he hit a shadow, and he could only say that the moment he took action, he had already left.
Ye Fan could only prove that the other party's body was extremely fast, and he was a little angry. He strode and slashed out the sword technique in his hand one by one.
There was another strangeness in the opening and closing, which made people unable to defend themselves. It was obviously facing the chest the moment before, but it appeared on the back the next moment.
It can be seen that Ye Fan's mastery of moves has reached the level of perfection, but such swordsmanship cannot do anything to Lin Fei.
Lin Fei didn't move anything from beginning to end, stood with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his lips.
"It seems that you have used all your sword techniques, but unfortunately your sword techniques can't touch me."
Ye Fan's temper also reached its peak, and his failure was a huge blow to a swordsman.
"Impossible, my knife will definitely see blood."
Another sword was slashed over, and this sword broke through Ye Fan's previous limit.
Lin Fei raised his hand and bounced, and only a loud and crisp sound was heard, and a loud bang was heard. A wall not far away was knocked through, and with a plop, countless splashes of water were splashed.
It turned out that Ye Fan slashed down with one sword, but Lin Fei bounced out with one finger and fell into the water.
"Brother Ye, you are all big shots, why can't you get along with them?"
A leisurely voice came from the inner courtyard.
It was the voice of the first war god Ye Xuan.
"Ye Zhanshen, your disciple's sword technique needs to be improved. He cut me 136 times, but there are 76 flaws in these 136 times. Fortunately, I met me. If I encounter an enemy, let alone cut 136 times, I guess I will be killed when I cut 13 times. You disciple must continue to train."
The two disciples who were standing in the corner and watching their scalps became numb.
"He actually saw it all, how is it possible? You must know that the junior brother's sword technique is simply unsure, so the junior brother chose to practice the fast sword, but now, Lin Fei is really terrible. If he fights such a person, he will be killed in a few moves."
Lin Fei did not feel his mood because of the arrival of these people, and walked into the inner courtyard with a faint smile.
In the inner courtyard, there is a rockery flowing water, pavilions and water pavilions, and a bird singing and a fragrance of flowers.
"The blessings of the cave heaven and the blessed land in Ye Mansion are indeed different. Practicing here can be worth a year in one month. It is really a good place to practice."
"Brother Ye, you have extraordinary eyesight. You can tell at a glance that my disciples are not convinced. Fortunately, you are merciless. Otherwise, you would be embarrassed to be thrown into grandma's house."