Seeing the old beggar dodge away, a trace of astonishment flashed in Ye Xunhuan's eyes. Although he was injured now, it didn't affect his speed in attacking, yet this old beggar directly evaded.
Though Ye Xunhuan didn't exert full strength, it's still not something ordinary people could dodge from his swift grab!
In the next moment, Ye Xunhuan's right hand suddenly changed, his five fingers tensed like sharp blades, fiercely slashing toward the old beggar's neck!
"Whish!"
As the hand knife swept through, the air in front shattered directly, the fierce wind carried a cutting sound, encroaching toward the old beggar.
As Ye Xunhuan's hand knife was about to land on the old beggar's neck, the old beggar suddenly leaned back, making the hand knife brush past him.
Once again dodged by the old beggar, Ye Xunhuan's heart was immediately filled with a heavy feeling.
Who exactly is this old guy, how does he possess such swift skills?
