Urban Madness

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Xing Tian's face changed and changed.

He really couldn't refute it. On the contrary, this thing was created by the evil faction first and attacked the Illuminati, but it was stolen by Ye Fan at this time, and it was turned against them.

No matter what he thinks Ye Fan said is reasonable, he can't show it at this moment.

"You little thief dare to speak out!"

Xing Tian was in a bad mood, and at this moment he lost the weapon he had in hand, and his mood was getting worse. Looking at the long knife stuck on the ground, his eyes showed a touch of distress.

"Boy, what kind of demon technique you used is not happy! Don't hurry to release my uncle's long knife!"

Xing Tian scolded angrily.

Ye Fan chuckled twice when he heard his words, as if he had seen some big joke.

"Aren't you joking with the person in front. At this moment, if you want to kill me, I still want to hold your weapon in both hands for you?"

Ye Fan said with a chuckle.

"That's not as good as me, and just judge myself here, and I don't need to dirty the adult's hands."

Ye Fan said a joke, his body moved, and he appeared in front of Xing Tian in the blink of an eye. The Fire God Sword was unsheathed and slashed towards Xing Tian's front door.

"What a cunning kid, he even said to disturb me!"

Xing Tian looked at the Fire God Sword that was about to hack into himself, and grasped it.

Unexpectedly, the red lines around the Fire God Sword were all condensed from the high-temperature fire element.

As soon as Xing Tian shook his hand, he immediately felt a burning sensation.

He quickly retracted his hand, raised his foot, and kicked at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan also didn't expect Xing Tian to be such a big man, he was actually quite flexible.

Xing Tian dodges the sword stabbed by Ye Fan, kicking Ye Fan's abdomen with a fan-like foot.

Ye Fan hurriedly avoided. Although his body is also very tough, it must be uncomfortable to be kicked hard by such a big foot.

After getting up, Xing Tian looked at his burned palm, his eyes lit up.

"Hahaha! Good sword! Good sword!"

Xing Tian looked at the Fire God Sword in Ye Fan's hand with a coveted expression on his face.

"Boy, if you can tribute the sword in your hand to me, I can still give you a way out."

Xing Tian said to Ye Fan proudly.

The people of the evil faction are graded by strength, and based on the strength of Xingtian, in the evil faction, they already belong to the status of one person and above ten thousand people.

This status makes him look down on those weak and weak.

Although it was annoying, his strength was very strong, but he hadn't fully demonstrated it, so in Xing Tian's eyes, he was just a little cultivator with a good cultivation level, but it was only good.

"My lord is joking."

Ye Fan said lightly.

There was a fierce look in his eyes. He didn't expect that Xing Tian would even want to take away his Fire God Sword.

But Xing Tian was still tempting Ye Fan continuously.

"As long as you supply me with your sword, and then hand over the fort that was stolen by you, I will let you make a living!"

Xing Tian kept repeating this sentence to Ye Fan, his face and eyes were full of coveting for the Fire God Sword.

"It's impossible for me to hand over my god. He is a good friend of mine. If you want to, you might as well grab it yourself. As long as you get it, it's yours."

Ye Fan said with a cold face, but Xingtian didn't notice the coldness on his face at all, and all his mental power was above the Fire God Sword.

"This is what you said, so you need to blame the deity for being unsympathetic!"