Ye Yun followed the direction Yu Xiaofei pointed and looked over.
On the straight avenue.
A young man in plain clothes walked lazily with an iron sword in his arms, eyes half-closed, walking like a drunkard, swaying from side to side.
When Ye Yun gazed at the young man in plain clothes, he happened to open his eyes and looked at Ye Yun.
Their gazes met in the void.
Boom!
At this moment, it was as if a thunderclap echoed through the void.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The young man in plain clothes looked at Ye Yun from a distance, grinning wide to reveal a mouthful of snow-white teeth.
"Alright, as you wish."
Ye Yun smiled indifferently.
Since someone came to challenge Sword Dao, he naturally had to give this kid a lesson to remember for life.
The young man in plain clothes defeated so many at the Daluo Sword Palace; as the senior brother, Ye Yun had to restore their reputation.
Ye Yun's figure flashed, breaking through the void.
