Ye Feng's face was calm. He pushed the "spiritual energy" in his palms towards the direction where the dry branches were rushing, and it surged up like a tide.
Everyone was deeply shocked and looked at Ye Feng in amazement.
Just when everyone was immersed in deep doubts about Ye Feng, the dry branch emitting golden light, relying on the "spiritual energy" pushed out by Ye Feng, met the long sword of the black-faced disciple in the air in the blink of an eye.
The scene once again stunned everyone. Not just stunned, but also filled with an unprecedented fear.
Ye Feng, who was not favored by anyone, used a dry branch that was not favored by anyone as a sword, but at that moment, the long sword met his target in the air.
After a clanging sound was heard in the air, the long sword in the black-faced disciple's hand was not only shaken out of his hand by the magical power of the dry branch, but the sword, which was more than three feet long, broke into countless sections and fell to the ground in an instant.
The sword sect disciples standing around Ye Feng were also injured by the powerful sword energy because they were too close to Ye Feng.
Seeing that the black-faced disciple was defeated, Ye Feng retracted his palms, and the branch as big as a finger fell into his hands intact.
"Ouch! My hand!"
"Ouch! My foot hurts!"
"My clothes..."
Ye Feng heard the sound of pain coming from behind him, turned around and saw that it was the sword sect disciple he had wanted to persuade to stay away before taking action.
Some of them had their hands injured by the sword energy, some had their feet injured, and two disciples' clothes were broken into seven or eight pieces.
At the moment Ye Feng turned around, a sword sect disciple who was standing two or three steps further away from the injured disciples said with luck: "Fortunately, fortunately, I stood farther away than you, so I am not injured!"
Just when the disciple was gloating and thinking that he was lucky enough to be safe, his trousers suddenly fell off his body and onto his buttocks.
"Hey, I'm talking to you! Your pants..."
Ye Feng called out to the disciple who was gloating over his misfortune, but he called out twice before the disciple heard him.
The disciples who heard Ye Feng's shout looked at Ye Feng with panic on their faces.
At this moment, seeing Ye Feng constantly pointing at his lower body, he lowered his head and saw that his trousers had fallen to his buttocks.
Seeing this scene, the disciple hurriedly pulled up his trousers and ran away in shame.
Faced with this sudden scene, everyone wiped their eyes with their hands, because they couldn't believe that Ye Feng in front of them really relied on a branch as big as a finger to not only defeat the black-faced disciple, but also break his sword.
The black-faced disciple's swordsmanship and "spiritual" cultivation were among the best in the Four Seasons Sword Sect, but he was unexpectedly defeated by a young man who used a tree branch as a sword.
Especially the black-faced disciple whose sword was broken at this time. He was still completely immersed in the panic of being defeated by Ye Feng, and the hand holding the sword was still shaking.
All the disciples present were at a loss as to what to do, and the disciples of the Four Seasons Sword Sect were even more panicked.
In addition to the disciples of the Four Seasons Sword Sect, Jiang Yu and several disciples of the Soul Refining Palace were also stunned, especially Jiang Yu who was very vain.
Besides being surprised that Ye Feng defeated the black-faced disciple, he was also filled with jealousy towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng glanced at the sword sect disciples who were watching, and then walked up to the black-faced disciple. When he saw the panicked look on his face, he said, "Hehe! Black-faced disciple, what's wrong with you? Isn't it sunny and warm today? Look at why your hands are shaking so badly, are you cold?"
How could the black-faced disciple dare to look at Ye Feng again? He had just said so many words of disdain for Ye Feng, but just because of a branch as small as a finger, Ye Feng beat him back with interest.
Not to mention that he still had a little face, his dark face was so ashamed under the eyes of so many people that the truth had to find a hole to hide in.
Seeing that Hei Lian didn't reply or look up, Ye Feng said, "Hei Lian, aren't the swords of your Four Seasons Sword Sect very strong? They were broken into seven or eight pieces by just a small branch of mine!"
Facing Ye Feng's sarcasm and criticism, Hei Lian kept his head down and didn't dare to say a word.
Seeing Heimian's whole body trembling, Ye Feng snorted coldly and said, "So your Four Seasons Sword School's swordsmanship is only this good?"
After saying that, he walked in front of Nie Qingfeng and Fu Lei.
At this moment, after seeing Ye Feng defeat the black-faced disciple, Nie Qingfeng's expression turned pale and he remained silent.
He was deeply puzzled. How could Ye Feng, who didn't seem to have any "spiritual" ability, suddenly burst out with such great "spiritual" power
The one who flies in the air with a sword, the king of swords, but Ye Feng can not only fly in the air with a sword, he can also fly in the air with tree branches.
How could an ordinary dry branch become a weapon more powerful than a sword in Ye Feng's hands
From this, it can be seen that Nie Qingfeng has confirmed that Ye Feng is definitely not an ordinary person!
Just when Nie Qingfeng was deep in thought, Ye Feng walked up to him and said, "Master Nie, Ye Feng wanted to try out the definition of pain, but he accidentally broke the sword of the black-faced disciple. I'm so sorry. I was afraid that his sword would be broken, so I used this branch instead of a sword. I didn't expect that the black-faced disciple's sword would be broken by a branch. It's really offensive. If we fight again next time, I will find a branch smaller than this one, and maybe I won't be able to break the Four Seasons Sword Sect's sword!"
After Ye Feng finished speaking, Nie Qingfeng was so angry that his face turned pale, but he couldn't get angry at him, so he could only hold his anger in.
The person who was most excited when seeing this scene would be Fu Lei from the Soul Refining Palace.
Because it was Ye Feng and that small branch that not only made the Soul Refining Palace regain all its lost face, but also made the Four Seasons Sword Sect feel like a mute swallowing bitter pills, unable to vent their anger.
Thinking of this, Fu Lei coughed a few times deliberately, showing an embarrassed expression on his face, and said: "Master Nie, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect that the lowest-level junior disciple of our Refining Spirit Palace would actually defeat the master's beloved disciple!"
At this point, Fu Lei deliberately scolded Ye Feng loudly, "Ye Feng, what are you doing? How can you use a small branch to break the Four Seasons Sword of Master Nie's beloved disciple, and even break it into eight pieces. It can't be repaired now! Let's see what you can use to compensate them!"
Nie Qingfeng felt that Fu Lei's words were familiar. After thinking carefully, he realized that they were the same words he had said before to deliberately humiliate the disciples of the Spirit Refining Palace.
Thinking of this, Nie Qingfeng's face turned pale with sorrow. He raised his head, swung his sleeves, and left in a hurry. As he left, he said, "Master Fu Lei, you don't have to compensate for the sword!"
After saying this, he left indignantly and returned to the main hall.
After watching Nie Qingfeng and the sword sect's disciples leave, Fu Lei looked at Ye Feng carefully and praised loudly, saying: "Ye Feng is amazing, amazing!"
When hearing Fu Lei praising Ye Feng, Jiang Yu next to him looked disdainful and said to himself: "What's so great about it? Isn't it just defeating a disciple of the Four Seasons Sword Sect?"
Fu Lei heard Jiang Yu's disdainful voice and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Really? Jiang Yu, since you are not that great, how come you were defeated by the sword sect's disciples in just one move!"
"It was an accident, just an accident!" Jiang Yu still refused to admit it and said.
"You bastard, if it weren't for Ye Feng just now, you would have disgraced our Refining Spirit Palace. And now you're still talking big here! Get out of here! Get out!" Fu Lei shouted at Jiang Yu with an angry face.
Just at this moment, a disciple from the sword sect ran to their side.
The sword sect disciple said, "Master Fu Lei, and all the disciples of the Refining Spirit Palace, please go ahead. The sect leader wants you to go to the backyard wing to rest first! We will host a banquet to welcome you tonight!"
"Let's go! Lead the way!" said Fu Lei.
Then, Fu Lei took Ye Feng and several other soul-refining disciples, followed the sword-faction disciples, walked to the backyard, and entered several side rooms.
Fu Lei knew that Jiang Yu and others had prejudices against Ye Feng, so they lived in three rooms in total.
One room is for him, another is for Ye Feng, and the last one is for Jiang Yu and a few others to live in together.
At the same time, the moment Ye Feng and Fu Lei arrived at the backyard and entered the wing room, a man and a woman hurriedly ran in from outside the door of the Four Seasons Sword Sect.
The man and woman were none other than Ruyun and Zhang Qing, who had just returned from the mountains practicing the Tianling Sword.
When Ruyun and Zhang Qing strode into the hall, they saw the headmaster and many disciples of the sword sect staying in the hall, and they all had frowns on their faces and looked unhappy.
Ruyun and Zhang Qing were surprised and they hurriedly walked up to the headmaster.
Ruyun saw that the headmaster also looked aggrieved, so she asked the disciples present in surprise: "Master, what's going on here?"
Seeing Ruyun coming back, the sword sect disciples present suddenly had a look of surprise on their disappointed faces.
"Senior Sister, we were just fooled by the disciples of the Soul Refining Palace!"
"Yes, Senior Sister, look, the sword of Senior Brother Black Face has been broken into seven or eight pieces!"
Hearing them talking excitedly, Ruyun said anxiously, "What happened? Didn't they say that the Refining Spirit Palace would send someone to escort the Snow Sword? Why can't I see the sword or the people?"
"Senior sister, please speak softly. The master is angry." A disciple said nervously.
When Ruyun heard what his disciple said, he glanced at the master who was in the sect. The master indeed had a frown on his face, looking unhappy.
"Tell me! What exactly happened? Who dared to make our master angry?" Ruyun said.
"Senior Sister! This is what happened..." The disciple told Ruyun in detail everything that had just happened in the Four Seasons Sword Sect.
"What! You just said who broke the black-faced man's sword with a branch!" Ruyun exclaimed in her heart when she heard the disciple talking about Ye Feng, so she asked hurriedly again.
Seeing Senior Sister Ruyun suddenly so excited, Zhang Qing walked over and looked at Ruyun with astonishment on his face.
The disciple who was talking to Ruyun was also shocked when he saw her excited face, and then said, "Senior sister! He said he is Ye Feng, Ye for tree leaf, Feng for maple leaf!"
When Ruyun heard the disciple say Ye Feng's name again, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said silently in his heart: "Could this Ye Feng be the Ye Feng who hurt me in the Chen family in Yecheng?"