The ground was shattered into pieces and scattered in the air.

The figures of the two people were completely covered in smoke and dust, and they could not be seen clearly for a while.

The dust gradually dispersed, and both men rushed out more than ten meters.

It's just that the masked man left Ye Fan and the others with a lonely back.

"Unexpectedly, Boss Ye, who has been farming and fishing for thirty years, not only has not neglected his martial arts skills, but has also trained the old master's sword-drawing skills to the peak level."

"In the past thirty years, you've probably drawn your sword a billion times, right?"

"The son of the Ye family is indeed the strongest in the world. Let's say goodbye today and see you again tomorrow."

The masked man left a faint sentence, then swept past the roaring helicopter in the distance, swayed, and disappeared like a bird...

Ye Fan moved his left hand, wanting to poke him, but in the end he endured it.

While the masked man was speaking, Ye Tianxu stood like a long knife, his momentum undiminished at all.

But his thin and fair face turned red in an instant.

Even so, the hand he holds the sword is as steady as a mountain, full of danger.

After watching the masked man disappear, he slowly put away his rapier and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder:
Chapter completed!