Xiao Yun gazed at Yang Ye while he placed his hands behind his back, and he seemed to be telling Yang Ye to feel free to attack.

Yang Ye rubbed his nose and said, “Then I’m really going to attack?”

Xiao Yun raised 3 fingers, “3 moves! I’ll let you execute 3 moves so as to prevent others from saying that my Violet Thistle City bullied you!”

The corners of Dugu Jian’s mouth twitched, and he turned his head away because he couldn’t bear to watch.

Yang Ye shook his head and took a step forward. Even though it was just a step, the expressions of the middle aged man and the beautiful woman had changed drastically.

A wisp of ridicule arose on the corners of Xiao Yun’s mouth when he saw Yang Ye step forward, and a strand of sword intent surged out from within him. However, it had only just emerged when it instantly dispersed!

Xiao Yun was stunned. Meanwhile, Yang Ye had arrived in front of Xiao Yun and slammed his fist forward.

Bang!

Xiao Yun was blasted flying. Yang Ye hadn’t used much strength, so Xiao Yun’s figure stopped after moving just around 100m back.

“You….”...