I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 19 Injured

"Eldest son, this person's purpose is impure, and there may be fraud in it!"

After Qin Wudao left with his subordinates, Ye Qing approached Ye Feixian and said in a low voice:
"If not, Ye Xuan and I will sneak up and find time tonight..."

He was right.

In the world of practitioners, the strong are respected.

The other party knew that they had killed so many of their subordinates, but they were still able to chat and laugh with them calmly. They must have other plans. There were only three of them, so they had to be guarded!

Ye Feixian with a calm expression pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Qin Wudao is almost the same as me, so it is not a problem to deal with him, but there are many followers around him, you are no match."

"How about... shall we leave directly?"

"Anyway, there are red shadows now, but they can be far away from them."

Ye Qing and Ye Xuanzheng tried their best to persuade their eldest son to stay away from this place as soon as possible. After all, judging from his attire, Qin Wudao must come from a big family and has a lot of influence. Otherwise, how could he have so many followers?
The two are not afraid of trouble, but the other side has a large number of people, so it is important to complete the trial as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Ye Feixian rejected the two people's thoughts.

"We're not going anywhere, and we'll start off after we hunt down the second-tier monsters that meet the requirements."

Ye Qing and Ye Xuan didn't dare to contradict the eldest son's words, and agreed in a muffled voice, but their faces were always shrouded in gloom, worrying about the future.

A day is fleeting, and Qin Wudao really came on time.

Seeing Ye Feixian and the others ignoring him, he frowned indistinctly, and then stepped forward with a smile:

"Brother, how are you thinking?"

"I'm sorry, my son is not interested in what you said, this son, please hire someone else."

Before Ye Feixian could speak, Ye Xuan took the initiative to take over the conversation. Although his words were gentle, he was neither humble nor overbearing.

Qin Wudao's face turned cold instantly, and said:
"Really don't think about it? My son hasn't said anything yet."

"A big man, whining and chirping, how decent is he?"

Ye Feixian had his hands behind his back, but when he saw Qin Wudao getting entangled, he immediately turned around and said coldly:
"No matter what you say, I'm not interested, please go back."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Heaved out three heavy sighs in succession, Qin Wudao waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately surrounded Ye Feixian and the others behind him.

"Brother, you have repeatedly provoked my majesty, even clay figurines have a temper."

"I will give you one last chance. If you surrender to me, you will be spared the pain of flesh and blood."

Seeing that soft ones are not enough, Qin Wudao planned to come hard ones.

In his eyes, those dozen or so ordinary practitioners died as soon as they died, and they were completely inferior to a talented young man like Ye Feixian.

If the other party reaches an agreement with himself, both parties will be happy, but the current situation has already shown that Ye Feixian will not let anyone manipulate him, and he has no choice but to make a bad move.

At the same time, Ye Feixian had already grasped the sharp sword, and said indifferently:
"Do you think that just such a few people can stop me?"

"Try it and you'll know!"

The moment the order was issued, the remaining ten people beside Qin Wudao showed their killing moves one after another, and went straight to the three in the middle, while he retreated to a distance, calmly watching the battle.

Ye Feixian raised his foot and kicked the oncoming practitioner, and before he landed, he swung his right arm downward, and suddenly brilliant blood burst out, this person was split in two on the spot, and he didn't even cry for help.

Therefore, other practitioners turned their ideas on Ye Qing and Ye Xuan.

If we can't beat you, a genius boy, can we still beat these two ordinary practitioners?

In an instant, the two felt the pressure increase sharply, but they could cope with it together, and there was no danger of their lives for the time being.

Ye Feixian, who killed the enemy with one blow, kept walking, shuttling back and forth among the crowd, causing damage to the opponent with every shot.

If he didn't worry about Qin Wudao who was on the side secretly attacking, his speed could be even faster!

puff-

puff-

The sound of swords plunging into flesh one after another made the atmosphere a little weird. These practitioners of the fourth and fifth realms of Acquired Heaven could not last a few rounds in front of Ye Feixian, and their combat power was greatly reduced.

Seeing this, Qin Wudao's complexion gradually became ugly, he finally couldn't hold back, and charged forward with his sword!

Clang!
In an instant, the shining sword energy split the battlefield into two halves. Qin Wudao, like a peerless sword god, bombarded his opponent indiscriminately, and the situation in the field was instantly reversed.

Ye Feixian, who used the counter-push force of the block to back off, felt much more at ease.

With such a time bomb next to him, it was still impossible for people to fully devote themselves to the battle, but now he could let go of his hands and feet.

His toes were like the touch of a dragonfly, and he kept tapping in the forest covered with fallen leaves. When he flew in front of Qin Wudao, he threw out the sharp sword in his hand as fast as lightning!

Ding--

But the latter is not vegetarian either.

I saw Qin Wudao turned around, and then his right arm swung up from his waist. The sharp sword had already collided with the flying weapon, and there was a crisp sound between the two sides.

However, what made him a little depressed was that Ye Feixian actually beheaded his subordinates from time to time while fighting him.

As they fought, the movement between the two became faster and faster, and in the end almost only the flickering sword light could be seen!

Seeing this, Ye Qing and Ye Xuan, who were desperately resisting the remaining five or six practitioners, sighed inwardly, but they were directly stabbed in the arms because of this loss of focus.

Backing away in pain, Ye Xuan put away all his messy thoughts, and said to the people beside him:

"Ye Qing, make a quick decision, don't delay."

"it is good!"

On the other side, Ye Feixian was temporarily repelling the opponent, but there were several holes in his white clothes, the incisions were smooth, and even the nearby skin was affected.

Qin Wudao on the opposite side was not much better. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and there were several sword marks of different shades on his right arm, which was bleeding.

Wiping off the blood at the corner of his mouth, Qin Wudao stared at Ye Feixian for a long time, then stepped back unwillingly:
"Boy, the relationship between you and me has been settled, I hope you can walk out of Scarlet Forest alive."

"Don't bother me, brother, my son has always been able to turn bad luck into good luck, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live today."

"It's you, worry about the monster on the way. If it is swallowed, your parents may die without knowing the reason for your disappearance."

"you……"

After glaring at him fiercely, Qin Wudao stopped talking and left in a muffled voice.

Seeing that their masters had all withdrawn, the other surviving practitioners naturally did not dare to pass and stayed, and they all found the right time to stay away.

Back beside Ye Feixian, Ye Xuan bared his teeth, but laughed out loud, so it was extra weird.

"Eldest son, you are still stronger, I admire you!"

"Yeah, thanks to you this time, he shouldn't bother us anymore."

But at this moment, Ye Feixian suddenly groaned, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"puff--"

(End of this chapter)