The time for half a pillar of incense is almost up, and many people in the martial arts pavilion have already obtained their own suitable martial arts and left, and only a few people are still wandering, including Ye Mufeng.

Now is the time to race against time, since the martial soul cannot be released, Ye Mufeng simply turned over the martial arts in person and checked them one by one.

"Three Palms of Broken Stone", "Seven Swords of the Wind", "Qingfeng Swordsmanship", "Three Styles of the Angry Dragon", 。。。。。 It's just a while, all kinds of martial arts, Ye Mufeng is already dazzled, although he just read a few books in a hurry, he has been tempted several times.

However, there is still a certain distance from the good martial arts he is looking for.

At this moment, a green light flashed in Ye Mufeng's eyes, and at this moment, his amazing eyes helped him again, his eyes just brushed over, he had seen these martial arts at a fast speed, and the speed was dozens of times faster.

"This 。。。。。" This made Ye Mufeng, who was originally a little discouraged, suddenly happy in his heart, with the current speed of reading books, he could read all the books in the Martial Arts Pavilion in a short period of time.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! Time was pressing, Ye Mufeng's face showed a crazy look, and he quickly brushed a lot of martial arts at a glance, and in just a few blinks of an eye, he had seen them all.

His forgetful action naturally attracted the attention of several other disciples in the Martial Arts Pavilion, looking at him, he was also slightly stunned, and shook his head helplessly, Ye Mufeng was embarrassed by several people before, they all saw it, and there was only this amount of time left at the moment.

"Is this guy driven crazy, just for a martial arts?"

"He should also be miserable, who let him offend people who shouldn't be offended!"

Time is passing quickly, there are fewer and fewer people in the Martial Arts Pavilion, and now there are only a few people, Ye Mufeng's eyes are still in the Martial Arts Pavilion, and suddenly, he is frozen under the bookshelf, a worn-out martial arts cheats.

"The Shadow Clone Slash, using the martial soul to create the Shadow Clone, can be quickly surrounded and killed, and is suitable for all martial soul owners to cultivate."

"Stygian Clone!" Ye Mufeng's eyes stayed there, a shadow clone could have one-third of its own speed, one-third of its strength, and one-third of its yuan power, which made him feel shocked in his heart.

It is also divided into nine layers, each of which can also create an additional pluterite clone, and there is also a mark, a lifetime martial soul can create a pluto clone in one weight, and the twin martial souls can create two pluterite clones in the first weight, which can't help but make Ye Mufeng's heart ecstatic.

I am one of the nine awakened martial spirits, so I have to calculate carefully, when I cultivate to the highest level, how many Stygian clones will besiege and kill each other with me. At this moment, Ye Mufeng had a shocked expression on his face.

"When the time comes, the remaining few people will take their martial arts skills and leave the martial arts pavilion quickly." A heavy voice came, and the remaining few people began to leave slowly and reluctantly, and Ye Mufeng also held the Shadow Clone Slashing Martial Arts.

When he came out, the old man guarding the door of the martial arts pavilion was drinking his own small wine, eating a big roast chicken, and teasing Ye Mufeng's snow wolf from time to time, playing on the side, making the snow wolf, who is usually a lazy "little leisure", also panting at the moment.

"Stygian Clone!" The old man snorted, his brow furrowed suddenly.

"Senior, is there anything wrong?" Ye Mufeng asked respectfully on the side, there are many martial arts in the Martial Arts Pavilion, what an important place it is in Tianyi Academy, and there is only this old man who loves to drink at the door to guard alone, which shows how simple this old man is.

"Don't call me senior, I don't like it, you just call me a wine old." The old man took a sip of wine, paused for a moment, and the conversation changed suddenly.

"This martial art has been in our martial arts pavilion for a long time, and its subtlety and profundity are far more advanced than high-level martial arts. However, this martial art is extremely difficult to cultivate, and many geniuses in the academy have not succeeded in cultivating in the past, so I still advise you to change to another martial art. “

"Thank you for the reminder, but cultivating the most powerful martial arts and drinking the strongest wine in the world seems to be my life's will." Smelling the aroma of wine wafting from the wine gourd that the old man put aside, Ye Mufeng shrugged his nose.

"Hehe, it's a bit interesting, old man, I have a self-created body martial arts to teach you, which can be regarded as compensation for the time you wasted by someone in the martial arts pavilion."

After speaking, the wine always stepped lightly, only to see that his body shook with another charm, the body is as light as a swallow but as the white clouds floating in the sky are unrestrained, and the snow without a trace is like the clear water flowing like a stream is natural and smooth.

"Go back and comprehend my flowing water body martial arts, by the way, you have to learn to control your martial soul, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble, I'm also tired, go back to practice!" Jiu Lao waved his hand and motioned for Ye Mufeng to leave.

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"Stygian Clone !!" In a small forest in the mountains, a cold cheer suddenly sounded, and an agile figure walked flexibly in the woods.

As soon as his body moved, two black figures appeared behind Ye Mufeng, just like him, holding two scimitars, and slashed towards a thick tree in front of him.

All of a sudden, sawdust splashed everywhere, and the big tree, which could only be held by a few people, made a creaking and shaking sound, and after a while, it fell with a bang.

Looking at the results he had achieved, Ye Mufeng's face also showed a happy smile, he had been practicing hard here for seven days, and several big trees were full of knife marks, and only today could it be regarded as a small success, and one move turned out to be a big tree that several people could hold.

After a long time, Ye Mufeng's twin martial souls gradually became dim, and he was mentally tired, so at this time, he put away his martial souls and inserted the two scimitars back into the scabbards behind his back.

Cultivating the Stygian Clone Slash is too consuming the power of the martial soul, but fortunately, Ye Mufeng's martial soul is still quite powerful, otherwise I am afraid that this Stygian Clone Slash will take at least three months to achieve a small success.

After resting for a while, Ye Mufeng began to practice the flowing body martial arts taught by the old wine in the woods, what he didn't expect was that this style of body martial arts combined with his basic martial arts would simply show off his might.

The speed of the light and spiritual slash is amazingly fast, and the heavy martial slash is even more powerful.

"Ye Mufeng" was concentrating on his cultivation of body martial arts, when several figures came in the distance and stopped him, and when he looked back, the first thing that caught his eye was a girl dressed in purple, who was Murong Wan'er, the boss of the ancient castle where he lived.

And behind her was the fat man Ding Wu, and the rest of the people were not very familiar, but they felt that the aura was strong from a distance, and their cultivation was definitely higher than their own, at least they also had the appearance of being powerful and martial arts.

Only one made Ye Mufeng a little surprised, this person looked at himself with arrogance and indifference, but his cultivation had at least reached half a step into the realm of spiritual martial arts, and there was already a faint aura between his bodies.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Ye Mufeng slowly turned to look at Murong Wan'er, his clean eyes showing a bright smile.

"That's the case, it's not about to go to the academy for assessment, we decided to go to the Lonely Mountain Ridge to hunt demon beasts, the best thing is to get a few beast spirits to improve our cultivation, so as to leave a good ranking on the outer gate ranking of Tianyi Academy." Murong Wan'er pursed her lips and smiled slightly, explaining softly.

Hunting demon beasts, Ye Mufeng can't ask for such a good thing, he can absorb the yuan power of demon beasts, and he can hone his martial arts, and he can increase the cultivation of yuan power in hunting, of course, if he can kill a tenth-level demon beast, it is even better to win the beast spirit.

"Okay, I agree" Without thinking too much, Ye Mufeng nodded in agreement.

"I said brother, this time we can show off our skills together." When the fat man Ding Wu heard Ye Mufeng agree, he stepped forward and hugged him, and began to spit and talk.

"Wan'er, I reluctantly joined for the sake of your face, what kind of thing is it that you add this guy who can only basic martial arts!" At this time, the blue-robed young man who had stepped into the Lingwu realm in half a step was mocking, and his tone was cold.

Ye Mufeng frowned, and Murong Wan'er and Ding Wu also looked very embarrassed.