Feng Mohui took a flat boat and had been waiting for a long time.

"What does this kid want to do!"

Cui Min also rode on Kangcheng's body and tore and stopped moving.

"You want to fight me?"

Xue Ye stood on the bow deck and asked lightly.

"Yes, if I don't fight with you, I will regret it for life!"

Feng Mohui said.

"Okay, then as you wish!"

Xue Ye suddenly teleported, came to Feng Mohui's front in a flash, and stepped on the magnificent sea.

"Thank you for it!"

Feng Mohui slowly drew his sword, and a fierce black dragon sword qi danced and lingered, containing supreme killing intent.

"With your strength, you can beat me in a hundred moves, and you are a good opponent, but at this time, I want to defeat you in one move!"

With the Absolute Sword in his hand, Xue Ye spoke lightly.

"One move?"

Kang Cheng and Cui Min changed color at the same time, because they had seen Feng Mohui's move, this person was ridiculously powerful, even if Xue Ye's strength was strong, it was unrealistic to defeat the other party in one move.

"One trick, I don't believe it!"

Feng Mohui's eyes lit up, containing anger.

"You are very honored to see this sword style that I realized in the Sword Enlightenment Tower, since you don't believe it, then you can take my sword!"

Xue Ye smiled slightly, the sword moves changed continuously, turning into thirteen shadows in a row, and the thirteen basic sword styles changed endlessly, interpreting the Wuwei Sword Realm to the fullest.

"This is a derivative ...... of ancient swordsmanship"

Feng Mohui's hand holding the sword trembled a little, he had never seen such a wonderful swordsmanship, but his eyes regained composure after a brief panic: "Even so, I will fight you to the end and never admit defeat!"

Feng Mohui let out a long roar, and the black dragon sword qi danced wildly in mid-air, circling and condensing the general trend of heaven and earth, and finally stabbed towards Xue Ye, this shocking blow, even the powerhouses of the eightfold alchemy realm did not dare to confront it head-on.

"This sword is somewhat interesting, but it's not enough, so I'll let you take a look at my newly perceived sword move 'One Sword Thousand Illusions'!"

Xue Ye also took out his sword, and the thirteen shadows changed into a thousand colors, only to see countless sword qi dancing wildly in the sky, seemingly dancing graceful like water, but containing the fierce spirit of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The combination of rigidity and softness, yin and yang, is already the cultivation of the Wuwei Sword Realm to the high and profound realm of entering the room.

"What... How can this be......"

Feng Mohui's face changed drastically, but he couldn't stab this sword, because he didn't know where Xue Ye was at all, but the other party's sword qi was pointing at him everywhere, and at the moment when the other party broke out, he only felt that he was full of flaws, there was no way to block, no way to dodge, the gap between the two was obvious.

"No, I won't throw in the towel......"

Feng Mohui roared, he had never lost in the peer sword debate, and this time he was not willing to give up lightly, when he was in danger, the black dragon sword qi swirled up, enveloping him, and comprehensively protecting himself, leaving no gaps.

As long as I carry Xue Ye's sword, I can fight with him in a hundred moves, and even defeat him, I will definitely be able to defeat him, my talent is the unique existence in this world.

Feng Mohui thought so in his heart, his eyes regained his perseverance again, and he planned to resist Xue Ye.

Xue Ye's Thousand Illusion Sword Qi stabbed down, but the sharp sword qi in the sky suddenly disappeared, and a thousand sword swords, but it passed through Feng Mohui's defensive light shield like a wall.

A thin wisp of sword qi swept past Feng Mohui's neck, this sword was enough to stab him to death, but it was half a point, only a trace of blood soared, and a shallow scar appeared on his neck.

The black dragon sword qi dissipated, Feng Mohui stood on the waves in a daze, all his pride and self-confidence were crushed.

"You follow me, it only takes one year to reach the sword realm like this!"

Xue Ye re-boarded the big ship and had already set sail.

Feng Mohui stood in place, motionless.

"Young master, that kid is still standing there, it seems that he doesn't want to follow you!"

Cui Min looked back, only to see Feng Mohui's figure gradually becoming smaller above the sea.

"He's coming!"

Xue Ye sat cross-legged on the deck, looking at the endless sea, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"The young master is always so confident......"

Before Cui Min could finish speaking, a voice suddenly interrupted her: "Are what you said true, I can reach this kind of sword realm in just one year......

Cui Min was startled, Feng Mohui, who was still far away in the sky just now, had already appeared behind her.

"With your talent, maybe it won't take more than a year, and you just need to watch from the sidelines when I practice swords in the future!"

Xue Ye said lightly.

"Good!"

Feng Mohui nodded excitedly.

"If you want to follow the young master, you can't follow it in vain, you need to do some hard work!"

Cui Min gave him a blank look, obviously a little reluctant.

"Okay, no problem!"

Feng Mohui nodded.

Cui Min was still making some rude requests, but he was pulled by Kang Cheng, so he didn't continue to make things difficult for the other party.

"It's been more than half a year, it's time to go back!"

Xue Ye looked into the distance, and when he understood the affairs of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, it was time to go to the center of the Qianlong Continent.

Three months later, Xue Ye returned to the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, and after nearly a year of training, his cultivation was to reach the fivefold perfection of the Alchemy Realm, and his strength had risen to an extremely high level, even in the face of the top masters of the Heavenly Martial Kingdom, he also had the strength to break his wrists.

On the way back to the Demon Sect, passing by the official road near Ruge City, I saw many warriors hurrying away, looking very anxious.

"Have you heard, Yum swordsman Li Wen has been sealing swords for many years, and today he is going to compete with others again!"

"Yes, I heard that the opponent is a person from Fusang Country, this person is also a famous kendo master in Fusang Country, and he once defeated Li Wen, and because of this, Li Wen has been sealing his sword since then and no longer competing with others!"

"I heard that Li Wen has been in retreat for a year, and since then his cultivation has increased greatly, and now the swordsman ronin of Fusang Kingdom is rampant in Tianwu, and the person who once defeated him also came to Tianwu, and also went to Baisheng Academy to visit Li Wen, and the two made an appointment to fight!"

"It's rare for two kendo masters to fight, we have to hurry to the Troll Peak of the Black Demon Mountain Range to watch this rare sword battle!"

......

Several swordsmen dressed as hurried in the direction of the Black Demon Mountain Range.

"You think your Tianwu is so lively, why don't we go over and have a good time?"

Cui Min grinned.

"Okay, let's go!"

Xue Ye did not hesitate, and also walked quickly in the direction of the Troll Peak.

"Hey, the young master also likes to join in the fun when he goes home?"

Cui Min was a little puzzled.

"It shouldn't be that simple, let's keep up!"

Kang Cheng looked at Xue Ye's solemn expression, something was wrong, so he followed.

Three hours later, Xue Ye rushed to the foot of the Troll Peak.

It was a huge strange-shaped peak, like a huge demon king standing tall, towering into the sky.

At the foot of the Troll Peak, a group of swordsmen gathered to join in the fun, but they were stopped at the foot of the mountain by a group of Fuso warriors dressed as ronins.

The entire Troll Peak has been blocked by the samurai of Fuso Country, and all idle people are not allowed to enter.

"Damn, what are you doing to eat, you were bullied by others to the doorstep!"

Xue Ye was suddenly furious, the Black Demon Mountain Range is the base camp of the Overlord Sect, although it is far away from the core mountain range of the Black Demon Mountain Range, and the disciples of the Overlord Sect rarely involve here, but Li Wen is his own teacher, and now he is fighting with others, and the Overlord Sect did not send anyone to escort him, which made Xue Ye angry to the extreme.

Xue Ye's face was expressionless, and he walked directly towards the Troll Peak, and was immediately stopped by more than a dozen warriors from the Fusang Kingdom: "The Troll Peak has been blocked by our Ghost Sword Flow, and the idle people can't wait......"

Before the words fell, Xue Ye's "Domineering" bloomed, and the fluctuations swept like a mountain and a tsunami, blasting the dozen or so ghost sword flow disciples out of the 100 meters, vomiting blood and dying of death.

"Bold!"

About hundreds of Ghost Sword Stream disciples came angrily, surrounded Xue Ye, and were about to make a move.

Seeing that Kang Cheng and the others were about to make a move, a cold voice sounded: "Stop!"

"Big Sister ......"

The disciples of the Ghost Sword Stream were stunned for a moment, and they all got out of the way, only to see two slender shadows walking forward, it was the two sisters Jiang Chuan Wei Qian and Jiang Chuan Yezi.

"Let Xue Yejun go in!"

Jiang Chuan Wei Qian glanced at Xue Ye and Feng Mohui behind him, and sighed.

"Senior sister, don't ......"

One person immediately objected.

"Let Xue Yejun in, if something happens, it's mine!"

Jiang Chuan Wei Qian's voice was undoubted, not only did she feel that Xue Ye's strength had changed unfathomably, but she also knew that Xue Ye's identity was the sect master of the Overlord Demon Sect, if he was angered, if he was in this Black Demon Mountain Range and the Overlord Demon Sect, these disciples of the Ghost Sword Flow would not be enough to see at all.