1072: C1072 Are You Faster than Me

C1072 Are You Faster than Me

Of course, Yang Xuan didn't know that in Ye Sheng's eyes, he had become a stepping stone for him to obtain money and the position of Sect Master.

"Young man, you are in trouble now. This kid isn't someone who can be used by anyone. If I'm not wrong, he should be the kind of person who has reached a certain level of control over his power. More than 80% of such people are professional killers." When Ye Sheng squeezed out the Spiritual Force with his hand, Xingyun revealed a gloating expression. He said to Yang Xuan.

It wasn't that he didn't want to help Yang Xuan, but because of his identity as a Sovereign. Dealing with a young man who wasn't worth mentioning was a bit embarrassing. Furthermore, Ye Sheng's cultivation base was only slightly lower than Yang Xuan's, so it wouldn't be difficult for Yang Xuan to deal with him.

Although this Spiritual Force made Yang Xuan feel very uncomfortable, its strength was actually not considered strong. Yang Xuan clenched his fist with one hand and punched the invisible Spiritual Force that was pushing towards him. The wall instantly collapsed into pieces. However, just as Yang Xuan thought that this was the end, the wall once again exploded. It shattered the clothes on Yang Xuan's body into pieces.

When Ye Sheng saw this, he exclaimed in surprise and said, "Not bad, you're quite capable. You didn't get hurt after being hit by my blade wall."

Yang Xuan smiled faintly and disappeared from where he stood. Then, he appeared in front of Ye Sheng.

With great force, he threw a punch at Ye Sheng without any fancy moves. However, Ye Sheng nimbly dodged it with a backflip. However, this wasn't the end. Yang Xuan saw that his punch missed. He immediately thrust his elbow forward, and his target was still Ye Sheng's face.

Ye Sheng reached out his hand to block it, and instantly felt his arm go numb.

"A guy with great strength? Dealing with someone like you is the easiest." Ye Sheng thought that he had already figured out Yang Xuan's background and laughed. He slid behind Yang Xuan like a loach and turned his palm into a blade, slashing at the back of Yang Xuan's neck.

However, Yang Xuan's speed was not slow either. He blocked with his hand and Ye Sheng's attack missed again. The price of this attack was not easy either. His wrist felt sore.

Immediately after, Yang Xuan stretched out his hand to grab Ye Sheng's arm. Ye Sheng's movement technique was obviously not bad. If he wasn't restricted, with Yang Xuan's half-baked Seven Star Step skill, he obviously wouldn't be able to play the game of cat and mouse with Ye Sheng.

"Since you are strong, then you are weak in other aspects." As Ye Sheng spoke, a short knife appeared in his palm. He moved his feet and rushed in front of Yang Xuan. The two short knives were like two butterflies dancing in the air. They brought with them a silver light.

This silver light was very beautiful, but Yang Xuan knew that there were all kinds of dangers hidden within it. The short knife was aimed at Yang Xuan's eyes. Yang Xuan swept his palm across, aiming at Ye Sheng's arms.

Using his arms to exchange for his eyes was not a good deal, nor was it a bad deal. However, regardless of whether it was worth it or not, Ye Sheng still withdrew his hands at the last moment. He took two steps back and sized Yang Xuan up.

The young man in front of him had decisiveness and composure that he should not have at his age. Even Ye Sheng, who came from an assassin's family, was not as good as Yang Xuan in this regard.

Ye Sheng frowned and rushed forward once more. His body rose into the air. He kicked at Yang Xuan's throat with the tip of his foot. Yang Xuan quickly raised his arms and pushed Ye Sheng's foot down. However, a sharp blade suddenly jumped out from the front of Ye Sheng's boot. The blade was flashing with a purple light. It was obviously poisoned.

However, Yang Xuan exerted force with his arms and pressed Ye Sheng's leg down.

However, Ye Sheng's toes had just landed on the ground. His upper body rushed towards Yang Xuan again, and he aimed at Yang Xuan's face with his elbow. Yang Xuan dodged backwards, but a sharp blade also jumped out from Ye Sheng's elbow.

"Are you a hedgehog?" Yang Xuan bit the sharp blade with his teeth and cursed at Ye Sheng.

A few drops of liquid dripped into Yang Xuan's mouth, making his tongue numb. Obviously, there was poison in the liquid.

Yang Xuan hurriedly spat out the poison, but he didn't rush to attack.

Seeing Yang Xuan suddenly stop moving, Ye Sheng thought that Yang Xuan was giving in. So he said, "Hahahaha, brat, do you know your mistake? No matter how strong you are, so what if I am fast enough? I can still play you to death like walking a dog. "

"Is that so?" Yang Xuan smiled disdainfully but did not continue to speak.

Ye Sheng saw Yang Xuan's calm expression and said disdainfully, You are right." Humph, what else do you know besides pretending to be mysterious?" After saying that, he rushed towards Yang Xuan again.

This time, even when Ye Sheng was less than a meter away from Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan still didn't move. Ye Sheng looked at Yang Xuan's throat with the short knife in his hand, which made everyone around him hold their breath.

In fact, most of the people present thought Yang Xuan was better. When this young man came out from nowhere, he struck with a thunderous force. That kind of momentum was something that many people who had been fighting for hundreds of years had never felt before.

Ye Sheng's heart sank when he saw that Yang Xuan didn't move. However, he was still an assassin after all. He couldn't afford to hesitate when he attacked. Otherwise, he would be the first one to die. The short knife in his hand flew towards Yang Xuan's throat, but he had already raised his vigilance. He was prepared to guard against Yang Xuan's hidden trump card.

He had already used the Divine Sense to lock onto Yang Xuan's throat. As long as Yang Xuan was still in front of him... Can't escape his attack. The short knife in his hand was less than ten centimeters away from Yang Xuan's throat, but Yang Xuan still did not move.

This made Ye Sheng have a somewhat absurd idea in his heart. "This brat, could it be that he wants to die?"

But this idea was quickly tossed out of his head. The short knife in his hand was still approaching Yang Xuan's neck. This happened almost in the blink of an eye. The short knife in Ye Sheng's hand was less than one centimeter away from Yang Xuan's neck. Ye Sheng was also secretly delighted in his heart. In such a short distance, no matter how powerful Yang Xuan was, it was impossible for him to dodge his attack.

However, after a moment of distraction, when Ye Sheng regained his senses, he discovered something that shocked him.1

One second ago, Yang Xuan was still in front of him, and he was still locked onto by the Divine Sense. However, in the next second, Yang Xuan had disappeared without a trace.

The short knife in his hand cut through the air and returned at the fastest speed. He felt that all the hair on his body stood up in an instant, and there was a slight chill on his back.

At this moment, he felt a familiar aura appear behind him, and that aura even had a mocking tone as it said, "Do you think you're fast? Then let's see if you're faster or I'm faster."

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