Ye Xingchen and King Wu's first-level experts fought with each other for more than a hundred moves, and firmly gained the upper hand.
"Wind Shadow, Seven Star Steps!"
Ye Xingchen condensed his spiritual power and instantly performed strange steps, and his figure disappeared from the place like a ghost.
The strong Martial King couldn't figure out Ye Xingchen's specific location at all, and was stunned on the spot for a while, unable to attack.
"Sunset Yao, a sure kill!"
As Ye Xingchen shouted, two violent rays of light shone and attacked the masked man.
"Tiansha Palm Technique!"
The masked man did not choose to defend against Ye Xingchen's attack, but instead used powerful martial arts to face him.
In the confrontation between martial arts, as expected, Ye Xingchen's martial arts had the upper hand.
After the two sides fought for an hour, Ye Xingchen successfully placed the Longquan Sword on the masked man's neck.
"I, lost." The masked man said in a hoarse voice, disappointed.
"Go away, I don't want to kill you." Ye Xingchen said calmly.
"You don't want to kill me? You know I just wanted to kill you, and I also attacked you sneakily." The masked man said in surprise.
"A man keeps his word, let's go." Ye Xingchen said casually.
Immediately, Ye Xingchen put away the Longquan Sword and strode towards the ninth-level formation scroll.
"Sword slave, please see your master." The masked man suddenly knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
"You don't need to be my master, and I don't need a sword slave." Ye Xingchen bluntly refused.
Ye Xingchen needs strong people by his side, but the masked man's strength is too low, and Ye Xingchen doesn't like his style of doing things.
Therefore, Ye Xingchen was not willing to take the masked man with him, let alone ask him to be a sword slave.
"I swear to God, whoever can break into this place and defeat me, I will make him my master." The masked man said firmly.
"Not interested." Ye Xingchen still refused.
"Since you don't like me, there's no point in living."
As the masked man spoke, he put the sword on his neck and prepared to wipe it directly in front of Ye Xingchen.
"Are you stupid? An ant still cares about his life, but you don't care about your own life so much?" Ye Xingchen kicked the masked man's sword away with his backhand and said angrily.
Immediately, the masked man took off his mask.
After Ye Xingchen saw the masked man's true face, he frowned slightly, but had no unnecessary expression.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" The masked man looked at Ye Xingchen and said in surprise.
The masked man's face was covered with sword marks. As for why there were so many sword marks, perhaps only the masked man himself knew.
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Ye Xingchen sneered and asked.
"Don't you think I'm particularly ugly?" The masked man said with some inferiority complex.
"Appearances don't mean everything, and this world has always respected force, right?" Ye Xingchen said lightly.
"I can help you get the scroll, but I have a condition." The masked man said.
"Oh? You mean there are still agencies there?" Ye Xingchen asked with interest.
"Of course, and only I can crack this mechanism." The masked man said.
Hearing this, Ye Xingchen glanced at the masked man dubiously and nodded helplessly.
"Take me out and let me follow you, whatever you want." The masked man said expectantly.
In fact, Ye Xingchen didn't know that the masked man was only around 20 years old.
As for why he exists here, it seems that even he himself doesn't know.
Anyway, he has been living here since he had consciousness.
"Okay, I promise you." Ye Xingchen nodded helplessly and said.
Seeing that Ye Xingchen agreed, the masked man looked delighted and immediately flew towards the ninth-level formation scroll.
Later, Ye Xingchen saw the masked man easily deciphering a profound formation and successfully obtained the ninth-level formation scroll.
"Master, here you go." The masked man looked at Ye Xingchen happily and handed the scroll to Ye Xingchen.
"Don't call me master from now on, call me big brother." Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
Ye Xingchen treats his own people very well and protects his shortcomings.
"Brother, please take the scroll." The masked man immediately changed his words and said.
"What's your name?" Ye Xingchen put the ninth-level formation scroll into the storage ring and asked immediately.
"I don't have a name. I have been practicing here alone since I can remember." The masked man said sadly.
"Then your name is Ye Feng." Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"Okay, I like this name, haha, I have a name too." Ye Feng said with a happy smile, like a child.
Ye Xingchen got the ninth-level formation scroll and was not in a hurry to go inside to search for treasures. Instead, he subdued the three puppets who were at the peak of the Martial King.
After subduing the puppet, Ye Xingchen walked out of the palace.
This time when Ye Xingchen went out, he didn't meet anyone from the four major sects.
After walking out of the cave, Ye Xingchen saw the old man and the Snowy Celestial Lion still waiting at the end of the small iron chain.
They seemed to be sure that Ye Xingchen would come, and looked at Ye Xingchen expectantly.
"Little friend, has the big cauldron been broken?" the old man asked quickly.
Ye Xingchen smiled mysteriously, and immediately used his mental power to release the cauldron, which appeared in Ye Xingchen's palm.
"You conquered it?! This is impossible, absolutely impossible." The old man said with a surprised look on his face.
"You actually conquered the master's natal magic weapon?" The Snowland Celestial Lion also said with a look of disbelief.
"Sorry to disappoint you, it's just that I won over you." Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"Then can you release my bound soul?" the old man said nervously.
Judging from the nervous look on the old man's face, he seemed to be afraid that Ye Xingchen would see through something.
"I don't seem to have that much power to release your soul, but you can come in." Ye Xingchen said lightly.
"Come in?! What do you mean?" The old man was confused.
"This magic weapon can not only bind souls, but also contain people. I'll just put you in and take you out." Ye Xingchen said.
"Then I will be threatened by you in the future?" the old man said angrily.
"You can also choose not to be threatened by me and be trapped here all the time." Ye Xingchen said lightly.
"You brat," the old man's face turned red with anger, but there was nothing he could do.
"That's all, you take me out, I'll help you grow to a certain level of strength, and you release my soul, that's okay." The old man said.
"No problem." Ye Xingchen agreed readily.
Ye Xingchen is not stupid, at least he will wait until his strength reaches the point where he can match the strong men of Wuzong before he really lets this old guy go.
Ye Xingchen also knew very well that this old guy might be a master of killing people.
In this continent where the jungle is strong and the strong eat the weak, it is essential to be on guard against others, and Ye Xingchen will not act foolishly.