Seeing the broken Lingxu sword discarded on the ground, Taoist Chongxu almost fainted from anger. A surge of rage exploded from his chest, and a fierce murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He was about to draw the long sword behind him.
However, he resisted the urge to draw his sword. Even if he could kill Ye Feng in one fell swoop, snatching the inheritance of Master Tian Zhen in public would arouse public outrage. In addition, there was also an official representative, Du Zhong, who had broken through his innate cultivation level, by his side.
Ye Feng alone could not kill his junior brother who had reached the peak of the Heavenly Level. It must be that Du Zhong secretly teamed up with Ye Feng to do this.
He secretly hated in his heart, "You Du Zhong and Ye Feng, I will not let you go."
The hatred and anger in Taoist Chongxu's eyes disappeared in an instant, and his face returned to its usual amiable smile.
"Master Ye, you are worrying too much. Although there are the words Lingxu on the hilt, it is not my junior brother's Lingxu sword. My junior brother left Huashan last night."
Ye Feng sneered in his heart. Taoist Chongxu was really an old fox. He knew that Lingxu died in his hands, but he pretended to know nothing and completely shifted the blame with just a few words. It was a pity for that stupid Lingxu.
Ye Feng sneered teasingly: "Oh, where is he now?"
"He has a strange personality and his whereabouts are erratic. I don't know where he is right now."
Ye Feng kicked the broken sword and said contemptuously, "The owner of this sword is so pitiful. I seem to have seen him fall off a cliff, leaving only this broken sword. Huashan is steep and rugged, with cliffs and abysses everywhere. If you fall off a cliff, you will probably be eaten by wild beasts in the mountains, leaving nothing but bones."
The Great Wall of Chongxu Dao is very deep. No matter how Ye Feng ridiculed and attacked him, he still put on a friendly smile on the surface, but in his heart he wanted to eat Ye Feng alive. I will definitely kill you when the ancient martial arts competition comes. By then, I will have a legitimate reason and even Du Zhong will not be able to help you.
There was a noise coming from the entrance of the square, and the team from Fangcun Mountain participating in the ancient martial arts competition appeared.
The leader was a tall and burly old man with white hair and a youthful face, and an extraordinary demeanor. He was wearing a blue silk Tai Chi shirt that rustled in the mountain breeze.
Next to him was a little girl with pigtails, looking as cute as a carved piece of jade.
It was Mr. Mo Da and his little granddaughter Mo Lingshan.
From the other side of the square, Yue Zhuoqun's shrill voice came: "Haha, Mr. Mo Da, long time no see."
Yue Zhuoqun, with a sinister smile on his face, came with a group of Taiyi Sect disciples. They went up the mountain along the other side of the mountain road and happened to meet Mr. Mo Da.
Yue Zhuoqun's face changed at first, and there was something strange in his eyes when he looked at Mr. Mo Da, then he forced a smile and greeted Mr. Mo Da.
Mr. Mo Da clasped his fists calmly and said, "Sect Master Yue, how are you?"
The two exchanged greetings and walked towards the podium for the Ancient Martial Arts Competition.
More and more people joined the ancient martial arts competition. Soon, the top of Mount Huashan, which had seemed empty, became as bustling as a vegetable market.
Mo Lingshan looked up and saw Ye Feng standing on the podium with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed.
After being teased by Ye Feng twice, she was afraid and hated Ye Feng when she saw him. However, because her grandfather was by her side, she became fearless and glared at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng had already seen Mo Lingshan. Facing Mo Lingshan's provocation, Ye Feng's desire to tease her arose again.
The corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and he raised his hand and made a spanking gesture, as if to say, if you don't listen again, I will spank you again.
Of course Mo Lingshan understood what Ye Feng meant. The princess' temper flared up again. She could not help but stamp her feet in anger. She raised her beautiful little face, pouted her lips, pointed at Ye Feng, and complained to her grandfather: "Grandpa, he was the one who spanked me..."
As soon as she said this, she immediately felt that the atmosphere was wrong. Because she was in a hurry, her voice was a little louder, attracting the attention of people around her.
It is not a glorious thing for a beautiful little girl to be spanked by a man.
The onlookers immediately burst into laughter, but when they found out that the target was Mo Lingshan, the little overlord of Fangcun Mountain, they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and their faces turned red from trying so hard to hold it back.
The one whose face was the reddest was Mo Lingshan. Her face turned red all the way to her neck. She stamped her feet in shame and anger and pulled at her grandfather's clothes.
"Grandpa, he bullied me, you have to help me teach him a lesson."
Mr. Mo Da followed Mo Lingshan's finger and looked towards the podium. He was very surprised when he saw Ye Feng. He had heard from Mo Er that Ye Feng had destroyed the Di Ling Sect and became the leader of the Yihua Palace. How could a young man have such great abilities
He saw Du Zhong next to Ye Feng. He heard that Ye Feng and Du Zhong had a close relationship. This gave him an idea. Could it be that all this was manipulated by the authorities behind the scenes
On the surface, it was Ye Feng who destroyed the Diling Sect and became the leader of the Yihua Palace, but was it actually done by the government
A trace of contempt flashed in Mr. Mo Da's eyes. This kid was probably just a puppet of the officials, and everything was manipulated by Du Zhong behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, Mr. Mo Da snorted coldly. His majestic look changed, his eyes became soft, he touched his granddaughter's head lovingly, and smiled and comforted her: "Shan'er, don't make trouble. If anyone dares to bully our Shan'er, grandpa will help you vent your anger."
When Mo Lingshan heard that Grandpa agreed to help her vent her anger, her expression improved, and a pair of dimples appeared on her beautiful face: "Thank you, Grandpa. Shan'er knows that Grandpa treats Shan'er best."
Looking at his granddaughter's lovely smile, Mr. Mo Da also laughed.
Yue Zhuoqun, who was standing nearby, heard that Mo Lingshan and Ye Feng had a conflict, and a cunning look flashed in his eyes. He said in a shrill voice: "Mr. Mo Da, please don't underestimate this Ye Feng. He destroyed the Diling Sect and became the leader of the Yihua Palace. Even Mr. Mo Er was defeated by him."
On the surface, Yue Zhuoqun was giving a kind reminder, but in fact he was adding fuel to the fire and deliberately finding fault. Mo Er, who was following behind his eldest brother, blushed slightly.
Mr. Mo Da had already learned about what happened from his brother and Xiao Mi Le, and knew that all this was caused by Ye Feng. He knew that Yue Zhuoqun had bad intentions and wanted to stir up trouble, so he said calmly: "Thank you for reminding me, Sect Master Yue. The second brother can't beat him because he is not good at martial arts. You can't blame others. You don't need to worry about this."
Yue Zhuoqun was disappointed and said with a wry smile: "That's good, that's good."
Mr. Mo Da, although he had a head full of white hair, his eyes were bright and he looked intimidating without being angry. He strode towards the podium with big strides.
Seeing Mr. Mo Da coming, Du Zhong reminded: "This is Mr. Mo Da, the leader of Fangcun Mountain."
Without Du Zhong's introduction, Ye Feng guessed the other party's identity. Mr. Mo Da came with bad intentions.
Just when Mr. Mo Da was still more than ten feet away from the podium, a majestic aura, like a raging sea, accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder, surged over.
This breath that surged like a raging storm was Mr. Mo Da's unique secret skill, Thunder Shocking the World. He was obviously taking revenge on Ye Feng for using his telekinesis to injure Fat Maitreya, the chief steward of Fangcun Mountain, and was also testing how powerful Ye Feng was.
(End of this chapter)