In the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

Daoqing, who was originally invincible, at this time, his face became more and more ugly.

Imperial sword technique, as the basic move of Taoist cultivators, Dao Qing has long been familiar with it.

Even with his eyes closed, he can use one move to control the sword and play smoothly.

But at the moment, the long sword behind him.

But he did not listen to the call at all.

"Out, out, out!"

Daoqing shouted three times in a row.

Two fingers, also swiped upwards again and again.

But the longsword remained indifferent.

And Daoqing felt that the feeling of pressure in his chest was getting stronger and stronger.

"Which master is it, hiding here, please show up!"

Daoqing looked around the courtyard and shouted loudly.

After forcibly using the sword technique three times in a row.

Daoqing has been determined.

It's not that there is something wrong with his swordsmanship, but that there is a powerful aura that surrounds him.

This aura was not only suppressed, and the long sword could not be unsheathed, but it also made it difficult for Daoqing himself to even breathe.

Listening to this shout, everyone in the courtyard was also confused.

This is just the most ordinary rural yard, how is it possible, there will be any masters who are hiding.

looked at Daoqing with a confused look.

Ye Feng's expression seemed to be smiling.

Now Zhou Wei in the courtyard is spreading his dragon qi everywhere.

Around Daoqing, there was a large amount of dragon qi, which suppressed him to the death.

It's a pity that Daoqing's strength is really limited.

I can't even perceive where the dense aura around me comes from.

No matter how much Daoqing shouted, no one would jump out of the courtyard.

"Poof!"

At this moment, only a crisp sword sound was heard.

Originally, Daoqing couldn't pull out the sword with his breath no matter what.

But it flew out on its own.

Daoqing's face changed greatly.

He turned, trying to grasp the hilt of his sword.

But the sword swung violently, and it actually scratched his own fingers.

Then the sword flew towards the back of the courtyard.

Daoqing turned around to look, only to find that Ye Feng had just stretched out his hand.

And the long sword actually flew towards Ye Feng's hand.

"Bang Dang!!"

In the end, the long sword did not fall into Ye Feng's hand, but fell directly to the ground.

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly.

According to his thoughts, this sword should be flying into his own hands.

However, due to the lack of operation, the hilt of the sword still brushed by his palm.

"Mistakes, mistakes, ......"

Ye Feng laughed.

Then he turned his palm.

The long sword that fell on the ground flew up from the ground, and then it landed firmly in Ye Feng's hand.

Seeing this scene, the people in the courtyard were stunned.

Although they don't understand martial arts, they don't know how to cultivate the truth.

But they could see that this sword was controlled by Ye Feng.

"Xiaofeng, when did you become a Taoist master?"

Uncle asked with wide eyes and a shocked face.

But at this time, Tang Lin also shook his head.

Ye Feng had never mentioned that he still had such a powerful ability.

Compared with the shock of the two, Ye Yu's face was full of excitement.

"That's handsome, brother, I'm going to learn Edgeworth too!"

Ye Yu shouted at Ye Feng.

"Edgeworth, a little trick that doesn't work, what's there to learn?"

"If you really want to learn, my brother will teach you the ability to use real knives and guns. ”

Ye Feng flipped the sword in his hand with a hint of disdain on his face.

In fact, it was Ye Feng, who really didn't know what the sword method was, although this dragon qi sword seemed to be chic.

But in fact, the truth is simple and crude.

Ye Feng just forcibly wrapped the dragon qi and the long sword, and then when he controlled the dragon qi, he took the long sword and controlled it together.

Compared to the Taoist idea of the sword, it really lacks some elegance.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Ye Feng is a cultivator who can resist the sword.

"How is it possible! Martial arts, cultivation and truthfulness, both, this is never true!"

Looking at his long sword, which was firmly grasped by Ye Feng, Daoqing was finally not calm.

Before, Ye Feng knocked down his flying sword with one punch.

This kind of brute force has proven that Ye Feng is a martial arts master.

But now, this martial arts master suddenly took up his sword!

This simply refreshed Daoqing's cognition!

He has lived for decades, and he has never heard that there are really people in the world who can not only practice martial arts, but also cultivate the truth at the same time.

But now, there is one such man, standing in front of him.

Just when Daoqing was shocked.

Ye Feng aimed the long sword at his throat.

looked at the long sword that had accompanied him for decades, but at this time it was aimed at himself.

Daoqing's face became more and more ugly.

"It's just the sword, the essence of my Taoist cultivation is not only in the sword!"

As he spoke, the air around him suddenly rioted.

Pebbles at your feet, nails in the walls, and even fallen leaves in the yard.

At this time, they all slowly floated in the air with his breath.

Compared to the continuous tempering of martial arts.

Cultivating truth, and being more adept at making use of the surrounding environment.

Every grass and tree can be a sharp weapon.

Now, the stones, nails, and leaves around Daoqing all point directly to Ye Feng.

It seems that in the next second, this young man will be able to be beaten into a sieve.

Look at this strange sight.

Uncle realized the danger, he quickly pulled Tang Lin and Ye Yu closer to the house, and Bai Chunshuang also hid in the house under the protection of Bai Qingshui.

Uncle walked out again.

It seems that he hopes that Ye Feng will also hide in the house.

But Ye Feng waved his hand.

The uncle seemed to be pushed by a force and retreated directly into the house.

Then, the door of the house closed on its own.

In the courtyard, only Ye Feng and Daoqing were left.

The reason why he did this, Ye Feng was just worried.

The next scene.

Too violent.

If you let your relatives and friends see it, I'm afraid it will be difficult to accept.

But if you want this stinky Taoist priest in front of you to do his best to heal his aunt.

He had to use some violent means.

It's just that at this time, Daoqing took the lead in attacking.

"Die!"

I saw that Dao Qing's eyes were horizontal, and countless tiny objects, like pieces of blades, flew towards Ye Feng.

But these things, one centimeter closer to Ye Feng's body, all turned into powder in an instant.

This level of attack.

In front of the Yanlong Divine Armor.

Light as itching.

Then, Ye Feng walked forward.

Seeing this, Daoqing's face was full of horror.

He had completely realized that the gap in strength between himself and Ye Feng was like a chasm.

"I'll spare your life today!"

Leaving a word, Dao Qing jumped up.

His body was as light as a feather, and he was about to escape from the hospital.

Ye Feng stretched out a hand and slapped it downward.

The dragon qi in the courtyard put an invisible big hand and directly slapped Daoqing.

"Boom!"

Just listen to a loud bang.

Daoqing's body fell to the ground like a heavy stone.

On the bluestone slab of the yard, two knees immediately appeared in the stone nest.

There was blood on the corners of Daoqing's mouth, and his knees were completely shattered.

At this moment, a cold light flashed.

The long sword stabbed directly into Daoqing's knee.

Daoqing opened his mouth to scream.

But Ye Feng's hand was pressed on his mouth.

Ye Feng wouldn't even leave him a chance to scream.

Ye Feng pulled up the long sword and stabbed it again.

Pull up and stab down.

……

He's like an emotionless machine.

stabbed the five swords of Daoqing.

And every sword happens to be avoided, the key part of the Daoqing.

Looking at Daoqing's face that was distorted with pain.

Only then did Ye Feng let go of Daoqing's mouth.

"Say it. ”

"The ways that can save my aunt are all said. ”