“You can only know a person’s face but not his heart.”
Ye Feng looked at the man in Taoist robe with a cold smile and sighed nonchalantly.
"Be content. It is an honor for you to die at the hands of Lingxu, a peak Heaven-level master!"
The man in Taoist robe smiled coldly, swung his sword, and the sword shadows came down towards Ye Feng like a torrential rain.
"Sending a peak Heaven-level warrior to kill me, that old bull-nosed Chongxu really looks down on me."
Ye Feng smiled faintly, performed Luo Yanbu, dodged the sword shadows as if strolling in the garden, and said jokingly.
"Boy, you are a little arrogant!" Lingxu heard the voice and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
He is a long-established master in the ancient martial arts world, and his cultivation is at the peak of the heavenly level, making him one of the top people in the ancient martial arts community. But at this moment, he is being despised by the young Ye Feng. How can he not be furious
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
As he spoke, he swung his wide sleeves of his Taoist robe, and three arrows flashing with cold light shot towards Ye Feng's chest in a triangular shape. The arrows were so fast and sharp that it seemed impossible to dodge.
"A hidden arrow attacks someone, is this the standard of a top-level Heavenly Master?"
Ye Feng laughed loudly, changed the momentum of his fist, and unleashed the surge from the Thai King's four attacks.
The air flow was turbulent, and in an instant, the three arrows from the sleeves seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, swaying in the air. Then the force of their flying arrows was completely offset by the undercurrent, and they fell to the ground with a bang.
This kid's methods are so weird!
Lingxu's eyes were slightly stern. At this moment, he found that he had indeed underestimated Ye Feng. Although this young man was young, he was very capable and should not be underestimated. The ability to dissolve the arrow in the sleeve was definitely not something that an ordinary ancient warrior could do.
But the more this happened, the more excited he became.
Because the stronger Ye Feng performed, the more it proved that he really inherited the legacy of Master Tian Zhen. In this way, as long as Ye Feng was captured and tortured, the legacy of Master Tian Zhen could be taken away from him.
"It's rude not to reciprocate. You used a hidden weapon, and it would be a bit unreasonable for me not to fight back."
At this moment, Ye Feng chuckled, picked up a piece of stone from the stone wall next to him, and threw it with his backhand. The stone flew towards Lingxu with a sound of breaking through the air.
boom!
Lingxu wanted to dodge, but the speed of the stone was far beyond his imagination. Before he could dodge or raise his sword to block, the stone had already hit him hard in the face, causing half of his face to bulge up, blood spitting out of his mouth, and several of his back teeth flying out.
Damn, how come this guy is so strong? !
Feeling the burning pain on the right side of his face, Lingxu felt as if the bones on the right side of his face seemed to be cracked. He was frightened and furious at the same time. His internal strength surged throughout his body. He raised his sword and attacked Ye Feng with every sword he struck.
In an instant, the sword shadows of the long swords almost formed a sword curtain, and even the sound of wind and thunder could be heard between the floating sword shadows.
"Since you also use a sword, I will play with you."
Ye Feng smiled faintly, and with his mental power activated, the flying sword suddenly flew out from the Medicine King Ring and landed in his palm.
What kind of trick is this? He clearly didn't carry any weapons just now, so how come he suddenly has a sword
Seeing this scene, Lingxu was shocked and almost thought he was hallucinating.
"A raincoat in the mist!"
Immediately afterwards, accompanied by Ye Feng's cold shout, a scene that made Lingxu even more frightened appeared. He saw the sword in Ye Feng's hand actually flew out of his hand, and then he took the initiative to launch a series of attacks in the air.
The sword light was bright, sweeping across the air. Every ray of sword light was like a drop of heavy rain falling from the sky!
In just a moment, countless rain-like sword beams appeared in the air, sparkling and beautiful.
But even in this boundless beauty, Lingxu actually felt a strong sense of fear, as if beneath this beauty, there existed something extremely terrifying that could take his life at any time.
This sense of crisis was something Lingxu had never encountered since he was promoted to the peak of the Heavenly Level. Even when he was sparring with his senior brother Taoist Chongxu, he had never felt such a feeling.
What was even more difficult for him to understand was that although Master Tianzhen was known as the number one master of ancient martial arts, he did not seem to be good at using swordsmanship, and he had never heard of him owning a flying sword.
This suddenly gave rise to an idea in his mind, and he suddenly began to suspect that what Ye Feng inherited might not only be the legacy of Master Tian Zhen, but there might be other more incredible legacy!
Without further ado, Lingxu prepared to retreat, intending to escape from this place and inform his senior brother of this amazing discovery.
brush!
But before he could take a step, the dense sword beams floating in the air, like misty rain, suddenly turned into a downpour, rushing towards him with great force.
The sword light was cold and sharp, Lingxu hurriedly raised the sword in his hand to block it, buying himself time to escape.
Snap!
But just as he raised the sword, this long sword, which was made of ten thousand year old cold iron and refined with many rare treasures, suddenly broke into two pieces in the middle.
laugh!
Immediately afterwards, sword rays fell like rain and cut his neck.
In an instant, Lingxu suddenly heard a sound like wind blowing past, but for some reason, the wind was extremely strange and carried an extremely strong smell of blood.
But before he could figure out why the wind was so strange, his consciousness completely froze.
And at the last moment when his consciousness solidified, he finally understood what the fishy sound of the wind was. It was not the wind, but the sound of blood gushing out of his neck when his neck was cut off by the sharp sword.
"Why bother?"
Looking at Lingxu's body with his head and body separated on the ground, Ye Feng smiled coldly, took out the corpse-burning water from the Medicine King Ring and poured it on him. After a few breaths, the top master of the generation turned into a pile of ashes.
After finishing everything, Ye Feng turned around and prepared to leave.
But after taking a few steps, he turned back and picked up Lingxu's broken sword.
He really wanted to see what Taoist Chongxu's reaction would be when he saw the broken sword tomorrow after waiting for Lingxu for a whole night and not seeing him return!
After doing all this, Ye Feng stepped on the flying sword and flew towards Huashan Hotel.
He knew that since Yue Zhuoqun had not shown up yet, it meant that he would not choose to take action tonight, or in other words, for Yue Zhuoqun, there were more important things to do than killing him right now.
As for revenge against Shangqing Sect and killing Chongxu, Ye Feng was not considering it for the time being. Moreover, he didn't know where Chongxu and the people from Shangqing Sect were hiding.
Soon, Ye Feng returned to the hotel.
Just as I returned to the room, before I could wash off the smell of blood on my body, there was a knock on the door.
Ye Feng opened the door and saw Jiang Yixue standing at the door. After seeing him, Jiang Yixue said word by word with a firm look in her eyes: "Ye Feng, I want to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Competition!"