Seeing Ye Feng hugging Jiang Yixiu and descending from mid-air, Master Buhuan was surprised. This kid really has some skills. The golden light of the flying sword exudes a powerful energy that is even more powerful than the spirit of the Daluo Jinxian.
Huanyong survived Wuda's clutches, gasping for breath. The suffocation just now almost made him wet his pants. His face was pale, and he retreated behind his uncle Master Buhuan, not daring to move forward.
Master Buhuan looked at Ye Feng coldly, with no expression on his face, but he was secretly shocked in his heart.
From the Demonic Martial Realm to the Nine Demonic Realms, all the demons were talking about the name Ye Feng.
No one believed that a human could lead the coalition of humans and demons, defeat hundreds of thousands of demon troops, and forcibly open up a human territory in a world full of demons.
After hearing this, the first reaction of most demons was dissatisfaction.
When Huan Yong came to the Demonic and Martial World to find him and told him that his senior brother Huan Zun had died at the hands of a human, Master Bu Huan felt as if he had eaten a fly and his whole body was disgusted.
How could Ye Feng be so arrogant
He did not believe the rumors about Ye Feng. There must be a Daluo Jinxian behind the scenes controlling everything. It was impossible for a human to have such strong power.
Only when Ye Feng appeared in front of him did he believe that all this was true.
A human controls a flying sword calmly and comes and goes freely, especially when he walks out of the golden light. That kind of ease and freedom, strong self-confidence, and that look of contempt that looks down on the world are definitely not pretended.
Even if he encountered an expert from the Demon Martial Sect who was at the eighth level of Demonic Element, Master Buhuan still had the ability to manipulate illusions and play with him at his ease, and he would never feel nervous.
But as soon as he saw Ye Feng, Master Buhuan suddenly felt a nervousness in his heart. This was something he had never experienced before in his hundreds of years of roaming the demon world, from the Demon Martial World to the Nine Demon Realms.
He didn't like this feeling and was even more eager to get rid of it.
He secretly told himself that the boy in front of him didn't have any special abilities. He just knew how to fly a sword. It was nothing special.
Two hundred years ago, there was a Golden Immortal who was good at flying swords and died in his hands. This kid will eventually die in his hands just like that Golden Immortal.
A confident smile appeared on his face.
"Are you Ye Feng? The human leader Ye Feng who occupied the Bovilia Plain?"
Ye Feng asked Jiang Yixue to stand behind him and with Wu Da, and he slowly walked towards Master Buhuan.
"Oh, you look like a stranger, but you know me so well. Am I that famous?"
Master Buhuan smiled calmly and said, "Your reputation is much greater than you think. Not only in the Nine Demon Realms, but also in our Demon Martial Realm, we all know you."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "It's better for me not to be famous. Those who know my name will probably want to kill me."
Master Buhuan sneered and said, "That's right, you are very self-aware. I heard that you humans like to make others happy. Why don't you kill yourself and thank the world? Let us demons be happy for once."
Ye Feng disagreed: "I'll make you happy, but the hundreds of millions of slaves in the demon world will become your slaves forever, and they will live in dire straits forever."
"This is our demon world. You humans shouldn't belong here. Since you have come to our demon world, you should become slaves and be used by us demons. This is reasonable."
"Tsk, tsk, Master Buhuan, right? You are the uncle of this dwarf? An elder of the Huanwu Demon Sect?"
"That's right."
Ye Feng sneered contemptuously, "No wonder your Huanwu Demon Sect is always looked down upon by the demons in the Demon Martial World and disrespected by other demons. You always cheat and use deceptive illusions, which is already embarrassing for the demons. Not only that, but you, as an elder, have such bad thoughts. How can you teach your disciples well?"
Being laughed at by the demons was bad enough, but being laughed at by humans as well, Master Huanyong and Master Buhuan both changed their expressions.
Master Buhuan had a black iron sword in his hand that was shining with cold light. He swung the sword fiercely, not to attack Ye Feng, but to stab Huan Ji in the chest under his feet.
Blood gushed out of Huan Ji's chest, and she stretched out her hand to Ye Feng in pain: "Brother Ye, save me."
Jiang Yixue covered her mouth, not believing her eyes. She couldn't believe that Master Buhuan was so cruel that he could kill his niece with just a few words and an action.
Looking at Huan Ji's bloody state, Wu Da couldn't bear it and turned his face away, not wanting to watch any further.
Even Huan Yong had a miserable look on his face. He had been secretly in love with Huan Ji for a long time, and he couldn't bear to see his beloved girl die tragically.
Ye Feng was shocked. Master Buhuan showed no signs of attacking and just killed him. It was too late for him to save him. A surge of anger rushed to his head. He was about to take action, but seeing Master Buhuan's eyes full of mockery, he suddenly realized that Master Buhuan was playing a trick on him.
After scanning the area with his divine eyes, Ye Feng finally felt relieved. It turned out that this was an illusion created by Master Buhuan. The sword in Master Buhuan's hand did not pierce Huan Ji. Huan Ji was still lying on the ground with her eyes narrowed. The scene of her covered in blood and reaching out her hands in pain for help was all an illusion.
Ye Feng clapped his hands with a smile: "Great, great, Master Buhuan, the illusion you created is so realistic that I almost believed it."
Seeing that Ye Feng was not sad about Huan Ji's death, but was clapping and laughing, Jiang Yixue was about to get angry, but when she heard Ye Feng say that this was an illusion created by Master Buhuan, Jiang Yixue and Wu Da were both stunned.
Huan Yong also had a sad look on his face, but soon surprise showed in his eyes.
Huan Ji was not stabbed in the chest. She was still lying quietly with her eyes closed at the feet of Master Buhuan. Everything just now was a false alarm.
Huan Yong quickly smiled flatteringly and said, "Great, Uncle Master, your Great Illusion Technique is really amazing. I really thought you killed Huan Ji just now."
"Idiot, how much of the Demon God's Eye that your master taught you have you learned? You are not even as good as a human. You have only learned 50% of the Demon God's Eye from your master. You can see through my illusion technique."
Seeing that Ye Feng was not fooled and did not make a move, Master Buhuan was a little surprised. This kid is really good. He can actually see through his great illusion.
He was very curious about how Ye Feng could see through his Great Illusion Technique. This was the highest level of illusion technique that he had carefully cultivated over the past two hundred years. It was more advanced than his senior brother's clone technique and could make others feel that the illusion he created was very real.
He stared at Ye Feng with sharp eyes: "At the beginning, you were obviously moved by the illusion, but you quickly saw through the illusion. How did you do it?"
Hearing Master Buhuan mention the Eye of the Devil, Ye Feng's heart moved. It was somewhat similar to his own Divine Eye of Knowing Destiny, which was recorded in the Heart Sutra of the God of Medicine.