241: C241 fear

C241 fear

No matter what, he was an expert of the grand achievement of Entering Spirit Stage, how could he let this ordinary young man grab his dagger? Furthermore, it was only two fingers, even an expert at the early stage of Spiritual Movement Stage wouldn't be able to do it.1

How was this possible? The black clothed man's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Without waiting for the black clothed man to think further, Ye Xuan spoke: "Regarding your rude words earlier, it would be best if you slap your own face."

"You …" The man in black was stunned. He wanted to pull out his dagger and continue his attack, but he said fiercely, "Stop playing tricks on me and let me go."

"Heh, you want a knife?" Ye Xuan used a little strength on his finger, and following a loud and clear sound, the black clothed man's short blade was sliced into two.

"Don't let me say it again." Just as the black-clothed man was in a daze, the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth rose. He pinched the edge of the blade with his finger and quickly shot towards the black-clothed man's head.

The black clothed man wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. Just when the blade only needed to hit the black clothed man's head, the white clothed man called Bai Ling moved.

He threw out the flute in his hand, and it hit the blade with a 'pa' sound. The blade was deflected, and the tip of the blade brushed past the face of the man in black.

Following that, the flute made a perfect arc in the air and returned back into Bai Ling's hands, while his body swiftly appeared in front of the black clothed man.

"Young hero, it seems like there is some misunderstanding between us …" After arriving in front of the black clothed man, Bai Ling spoke out.

But before he could finish, Ye Xuan's mouth formed a curve, he was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

When he looked at Ye Xuan again, his pupils suddenly shrank. Ye Xuan who was originally in front of him, suddenly disappeared.

A crisp slap sound rang out behind him. The sound was so loud that it echoed throughout the entire Jiangnan Road. At the same time, a pig-like miserable cry rang out behind him.

Hurriedly turning around to look, he only saw that Ye Xuan, who was originally in front of him, had unknowingly appeared behind him, while that black clothed man's body was thrown horizontally.

Face smacking! It was a blatant provocation!

"You …" Bai Ling pointed at Ye Xuan's back, his face filled with anger, yet he did not know what to say. In his eyes, there was even more fear.

The Ye Xuan in front of his eyes had indeed caused Bai Ling to be afraid, afraid to the point where he did not dare to get angry.

With his unfathomable cultivation and strange movement techniques, from the start till now, although the opponent had moved, he did not use any spiritual power, including the short blade which he used to control the black clothed man.

Although the black clothed person's cultivation was not as high as his own, the technique of one hand was enough to give an expert at the early stage of Spiritual Movement Stage a headache. However, he did not expect that it would be easily suppressed by Ye Xuan.

All of these things were beyond his imagination.

Ye Xuan's move could be said to be ruthless. At this time, the black-clothed man had been hit by Ye Xuan's palm; not only were his eyes blurry and drowsy, even three of his large front teeth had fallen off.

Ye Xuan would not easily blame others for their rude actions, but once he started, it was as he had said before. Don't let him repeat the same thing again, otherwise the result would be extremely painful.

This was his personality. Of course, he wouldn't do something that he wasn't confident of, just like now.

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