"Ma Xuan, you are so lucky!"

Ye Xingze said with an indifferent expression.

The dead figure was obviously Ma Xuan.

And it was Ma Xuan who lost an arm.

At this moment, Ma Xuan was covering his left arm and looking pale.

Ye Xingze's power exceeded his imagination.

"If Feihuang Shenzong wants to deal with my Ye clan, do it openly, what's the point of being sneaky?"

Ye Xingze said sternly: "I, Ye Xingze, am in Xiaoyao City, waiting for you people from the Feihuang Shen Sect."

Ma Xuan said nothing at this moment.

What can you say after losing to Ye Xingze?

Ye Xingze was standing down from a high position at this moment, with a long sword in his hand that emitted a faint light, but the terrifying aura hidden in the sword was something that no one dared to underestimate.

"Next time, I hope you people from the Feihuang Shen Sect will show up with integrity."

After saying this, Ye Xingze drew his sword instantly.

At this moment, the sword energy turned into a blue light, which seemed to penetrate into the space. The next moment, it reappeared and was already in front of Ma Xuan.

Clang... But, at this moment, a clang sound sounded.

Ma Xuan's body retreated slightly, and a figure, like a ghost, appeared in front of Ma Xuan, covered with black light mist, resisting the sword.

"You're finally here!"

Ma Xuan said with lingering fear.

"The distance is a bit far, so it took some time."

A hoarse voice sounded at this moment.
Chapter completed!