The main hall of Tianji Pavilion was dead silent.

"You! You ......" Murderous Guanyin only felt that his mouth was dry, and he looked at Ye Feng with disgust, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

There are two sides to everything in the world, and as far as rumors are concerned, they are both exaggerated and well-known; There are not only three people who become tigers, but also genuine goods; There is no vanity under the fame, and there is also a fame that is actually difficult to deserve.

She thought it was the former, but unfortunately, reality slapped her in the face.

Ye Feng.

Immortals.

This person, this name, has long become a legend, and she has heard calluses in her ears since she was a child.

At this time, a warm scene suddenly appeared in her mind.

At that time, her parents were busy with teaching affairs, so they sent her to Turpan to live with her grandmother.

For countless scorching summers, she snuggled up to her grandmother, sat by the karez stream to enjoy the shade, under the green grapevines, and listened to her grandmother tell the legends of the rivers and lakes while eating grapes, most of which were from the past.

Tianji Old Man, Shangguan Jinhong, Xiao Li Flying Knife...... The legends of many masters on the weapon spectrum, she has memorized them like a stream.

But what grandma says most often is another legend, that is the real legend, and the legend of Xiao Li's flying knife is overshadowed by it. More precisely, it is no longer a legend, but a myth.

It is indeed a myth.

"Inazha, Inazha, Grandma told you, if you meet a person named Ye Feng in the future, whether he is true or false, you must not go against him, Nong remember, remember......"

Countless times, under the vines, every time the grandmother who is about to sleep, but when it comes to Ye Feng, it always ends like this in the end.

"Grandma, isn't he gone?"

"Gone."

"So how many hundred years did he really live? Will he ever come back? ”

"Will come back, will come back......"

Whenever she asked, she often got this kind of answer.

Later, as she grew older, her vision grew, and her cultivation improved infinitely, the myth told by Grandma had become a joke in her heart, and the sect leader was her myth and her faith.

But at this moment, every word that Grandma said resurfaced in her heart, the myth was recast, and her faith collapsed.

Not to mention the Killing Heart Guanyin, even Shangguan Xiaoxian, who had seen Ye Feng's shot, was also stunned.

She felt a storm in her heart, and couldn't help but ask herself, "...... him He, could it be that he is really an immortal?! ”

Ye Feng looked at the Murderous Guanyin and said, "Let me ask you, what is the name of your sect leader?" ”

Murderous Guanyin's tongue trembled, opened her mouth, and wanted to say "Even if you kill me, I won't say it", but suddenly, an electric current flashed through her head, as if it was about to explode in pain, heartbreaking!

She screamed and fell to the ground, curled up in pain, and rolled around on the ground.

Boom!!

Ye Feng waved his sleeves, urging his strength, and rushed out in all directions.

The sword qi was like a knife, pouring out violently.

Scold! Scold! Scold!

After a small and soft sound, except for the Killing Heart Guanyin, all the remaining Demon Sect masters were killed, and a narrow wound appeared on their necks, the arteries were severed, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Ye Feng stared at the Murderous Guanyin, and suddenly said, "For your grandmother's sake, spare your life." But he didn't ask anything else.

The pain is gone.

Killing Guanyin let out a big breath and stood up trembling in shock.

She knew that just now, the other party had already known the information she wanted to know in her mind, which was even more wonderful martial arts than the "Ten Thousand Wonders, Soul Intimidating Nine Styles", no, maybe it was no longer martial arts, but magic powers!

At this moment, an extremely slight sound suddenly sounded in the main hall.

Ye Feng's eyes shone with a cold light, and he said coldly: "Ao Yao, since you know that I'm coming, why don't you get out of here quickly?!" ”

Bang!

The sound waves scattered and exploded continuously.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, followed by a black shadow flashing by, all dressed in black, dressed close to the body, covered with black veil, and holding a knife in his hand.

What kind of knife?

The sheathed knife, the black scabbard, the curved handle, the blade is green, green as a distant mountain, green as a spring tree, green as a lake in the eyes of lovers.

The green sword light, curved, like a hook of crescent moon, once moved, suddenly turned into a flying rainbow.

Even if the knife is not unsheathed, it can still reveal a murderous aura.

This is really a very demonic and shocking knife, but the blade is engraved with a line of poetry "Xiaolou listens to the spring rain all night", which is not only demonic, but also very poetic.

So, what kind of knife?

Full moon scimitar.

Ye Feng stretched out his right hand and sneered: "What, do you think you are too ugly to see people?" A black palm shadow blasted towards Ao Yao.

Strength is like a knife, coming and going like the wind.

Ao Yao's face changed greatly, and the full moon scimitar slashed suddenly, like a full moon breaking through the sky, like lightning.

What a magic knife, what a full moon scimitar!

This knife cut out, and directly cut Ye Feng's palm from it, and the palm qi struck to both sides, only to hear two bangs, and the stone walls on both sides blasted out of the hole at the same time, and the stones flew in all directions.

The next moment.

Ao Yao's face changed drastically, and at some point, the black veil on his face had been torn apart, revealing his true face.

The high and low have been divided, and the victory or defeat has been decided.

Ao Yao's pupils shrank, stared at Ye Feng, gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Feng!" ”

"I am." Ye Feng responded lightly, waved his hand, and continued, "Okay." You know me, I know you, in that case, self-introduction is avoided, now you can go to death, right? ”

"You!" Ao Yao's expression changed several times, and he said coldly, "Wait! ”

Ye Feng raised the corner of his eyes and said lightly: "What, you still have last words?" ”

"Last words?!" Ao Yao laughed and snorted coldly, "Idiot! I'm afraid you don't know who you've messed with until now. Ye Feng! ”

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "What's the matter?" ”

Ao Yao's face was pale, and he looked at Ye Feng with contempt in a condescending attitude, and shouted, "You're so good!" This prince just strayed into Lu Xiaofeng's world and had a small misunderstanding with you, you are like a mad dog chasing after you! This prince hasn't troubled you yet, but you dare to go against this prince......"

Without waiting for him to say more, Ye Feng said casually: "I didn't know who you were, so I investigated a little, Ao Yao, the third son of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, commonly known as the third prince." I don't know why, the immortal position was destroyed, and the dragon tendon was pumped, so you need to go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, phew, it's wrong, it's nine hundred and eighty-one reincarnations before you can regain the Dao Fruit and rank in the immortal class, right? ”

What the?!

Ao Yao's face changed dramatically, he looked at Ye Feng in surprise and shock, and said in a lost voice: "You...... How come, you know everything?! ”