The old man in black smiled and said: "Why don't you think this child is Temujin?"
Ye Fan hummed: "Temujin is the one who wants to be the leader of the country. Why would he bother to have a child?"
"Perhaps Temujin wants to bet on both ends."
The old man in black smiled faintly: "If he succeeds in getting promoted, he will be the leader of the country. If he fails to get promoted, his child will be the leader of the country."
Ye Fan responded noncommittally: "It's possible, but the chance is too small."
"Of course, on the surface, this child must be Temujin, otherwise he would have killed Wanyan Ruohua."
Ye Fan puffed up his chest: "And my intuition tells me that it has something to do with you, and you want to be Lu Buwei."
Lu Buwei?
When the old man in black heard these three words, his eyes narrowed: "Ye Fan, you are really a smart boy."
"Are you admitting it in disguise?"
Ye Fan let out a burst of hearty laughter, and then changed the topic:
"You admitted your intentions and purposes like this tonight. It seems that you are determined to kill me here."
"Otherwise, why would you tell me your true feelings without reservation?"
"It's a pity that although you are powerful, it is not easy to kill you easily."
Ye Fan showed confidence: "Otherwise, Shenjiabao and Wangbei Teahouse twice, you wouldn't have let me run away."
"I had some scruples last time."
The old man in black smiled: "But this time, no more!"
"I don't believe it!"
Ye Fan smiled and as soon as he finished speaking, he ejaculated.
He was in front of the old man in black in an instant, and flashed a knife with his right hand, as fast and fierce as lightning on a sunny day!
Wanyan Ruohua and several palace maids were about to take action, but the old man in black waved their hands to stop them.
The old man in black squinted his eyes and said with a hint of sarcasm:
"Where's your trump card?"
"If you don't come up with a trump card, you are no match for me."
As he spoke, he swung his right hand straight out without haste.
The moves he made were gentle and didn't look fast or gorgeous, but they were extremely weird. With one strike, the long knife shattered with a click.
Then his palm suddenly reached Ye Fan's chest.
A chill then broke out.
"boom!"
The blood on Ye Fan's chest almost froze and solidified at that moment.
Facing the power of the old man in black, Ye Fan's mouth twitched a few times, but he did not panic.
He flicked the handle of the knife in his hand and shot it at Wanyan Ruohua next to him. Then he made a mistake with his hands and collided head-on with the palm of the old man in black.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise and Ye Fan was shaken out.
The old man in black didn't move at all. He not only had a head-on collision with Ye Fan, but also grabbed the handle of the knife that was aimed at Wanyan Ruohua.
Then he flicked backhand.
The handle of the knife slammed into Ye Fan who was retreating.
When Ye Fan saw this, he roared and flew out with his right hand.
With a bang, Ye Fan knocked the handle of the knife to the ground, but he also flew out with a groan.
Ye Fan stood up and knelt on the ground, panting slightly to cushion the attack of the old man in black.
Although the old man in black did not damage his internal organs, the tiger's mouth still hurt slightly.
Ye Fan was shocked. The old man in black was much more tyrannical than him.
He also knew that if the old man in black hadn't been wary of his dragon-slaying technique, he would have hit him hard with all his strength just now.
He blew out a hot breath: "You are indeed powerful, but it's a pity that you haven't hurt me yet."
The old man in black blew his fist gently, looked at Ye Fan and said softly:
"You should know that it's not that I can't hurt you, but that I am a cat and mouse, and I am waiting for you to use your dragon-slaying technique."
"How about this? You teach me the trump card that hurt me the last two times, and I let you, Temu Wuyue and the others leave safely?"
"A unique martial arts skill, in exchange for dozens of your lives, I think this deal is very good for you."
He wanted to see where Ye Fan's dragon-slaying technique came from, and also wanted to see if he could transform the dragon-slaying technique into his own unique skill.
He believed that once he was equipped with Ye Fan's trump card, he would definitely be able to kill people beyond his level.
The same killing effect can be achieved with less than ten years of hard work, which is very tempting to the old man in black.
"dream!"
Ye Fan laughed angrily, then slapped the ground and shot over again.
He gathered 90% of his strength and unleashed his fists and kicks on the old man in black.
The old man in black didn't change his expression, took a step forward, and punched out without dodging.
A series of movements were completed in one go, smoothly and smoothly, directly clashing with Ye Fan's fist.
"Bang!"
Divide at the first touch.
The old man in black still stood there like a normal person, motionless, but Ye Fan took a few big steps back.
This time, before Ye Fan could buffer him, the old man in black stepped up with a quick step and pointed out one after another with his toes.
Upon seeing this, Ye Fan first waved his hands to block the attack of the old man in black.
Bang bang bang, a series of collisions, the air flow in the hall was everywhere, the sound was harsh, and Ye Fan kept retreating.
When Ye Fan took nine steps back, the old man in black sped up his feet and walked on Ye Fan's body.
His last kick hit Ye Fan in the abdomen.
The momentum is strong and sinking.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, Ye Fan felt pain in his abdomen, and blood spurted out.
"Whoosh!"
Before Ye Fan could stabilize his center of gravity, the old man in black floated again and hit him hard.
Ye Fan took two more steps back and hit the wall.
There was a click, and several cracks appeared in the wall.
Ye Fan's mouth and nose also had an extra stream of blood.
The old man in black sneered with his eyes: "You still don't have a trump card?"
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath and regrouped his energy. Of course he had to use the dragon-slaying technique, but not now.
He can now fire eight times, so he can't waste it casually.
The old man in black laughed ferociously: "If you don't take action, I will lose my patience and kill you."
"Don't bully my man!"
At this moment, the door was banged open again.
Temu Wuyue rushed in like a whirlwind.
She held a samurai sword in her hand and rushed towards the old man in black with a whoosh.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Temu Wuyue took action instantly and slashed out twelve phantoms with his katana!
The cold light of the blade was very dazzling in the hall.
Exploding shot, drawing out the sword, and slashing, all in one go, showing how extraordinary Tie Mu Wuyue is.
The old man in black had his hands free and moved slowly, calmly dodging Temu Wuyue's attack.
His eyes fell more on Ye Fan who was leaning against the wall.
He is still afraid of Ye Fan's trump card.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
When Tiemu Wuyue saw the twelve swords failed, he slashed with another horizontal blade towards the old man in black.
There was a sword light, a sword light that was as bright as the moon rising over the East China Sea, making people subconsciously close their eyes.
"Man and sword unite!"
Tiemu Wuyue's seemingly frail body was instantly filled with wildness, giving rise to an unstoppable and powerful temperament.
Temu Wuyue unleashed all his strength.
When this thunder struck, Temu Wuyue shouted: "Death!"
"bite!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Temu Wuyue's wrist shook and the blade stopped moving forward.
She took a closer look and saw that the old man in black clamped the tip of the knife.
The two fragile fingers are as firm as a mountain holding the sharp blade, unable to move.
Moreover, it also suppressed all the fighting spirit of Temu Wuyue.
At this moment, the whole aura of the old man in black changed dramatically.
Show your sharpness.
"bite!"
One fold, one shot!
The old man in black clipped off the katana and flicked his fingers.
The tip of the half-knife was pointed directly at Tie Mu Wuyue's throat.
"careful!"
Ye Fan shot over with a loud bang and hugged Temu Wuyue to avoid it.
At the same time, the left fingertips point out one after another.
Five rays of light flashed away.
The half-tip of the knife shattered when it was hit by a ray of light.
There were four more strands covering the old man in black.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Seeing half of the tip of the knife shattered, the old man in black felt something bad and jumped sideways.
Although he had always been wary of Ye Fan's trump card, he still didn't expect it to be so difficult to guard against.
And he came several times at once.
While the old man in black tried his best to avoid the three rays of light, his cheek was still scratched by the fourth ray.
This also caused the mask on his face to shatter and fall off.
A thin and familiar old face appeared.
Ye Fan, who was rolling in the corner, looked up and shouted:
