Chapter Forty-Seven—The Sword Emperor Wind is Nameless

Ye Xiao smirked and then continued to think about it. That family actually left a deep impression on Ye Xiao, of course, it was not the impression that he wanted to grab something good when he saw it. Rather, it was the impression left by an old man who was the patriarch of the previous generation of that family.

After the people of the entire family were seriously injured by Yang Muling, the old man got up with difficulty and apologized to Ye Xiao and Yang Muling, and then walked to his son and grandson, and suddenly killed the two with one palm.

At that time, it was not only Ye Xiao and Yang Muling who were stunned, but also the gloating people around were even more stunned, this old man is crazy, others don't kill your son and grandson, but you kill yourself.

After a long while, Ye Xiao closed his surprised mouth and stammered, "Old man.... That one.... That one..... Actually, our brother and sister didn't intend to take their lives. ”

But then the old man's answer was even more shocking.

I saw the old man kowtow heavily to Ye Xiao and Yang Muling and replied: "It's their blessing that the two of you don't want to hurt their lives, but I know exactly what kind of people my son and grandson are." Although they will not be looking for trouble at the moment, and although they are afraid of your sister, they will definitely be crazy to find ways to get revenge on you later...... Your brothers and sisters are all beloved by heaven and earth, and if their father and son were alive, they would surely bring the root of destruction to my family. ”

Then the old man pulled a member of his clan over and said, "You have always disobeyed me and have been against me. From now on, you will be in charge of the family. ”

After saying that, the old man made an even more amazing scene. I saw that he grabbed his long sword and plunged it into his body, he was committing suicide!

The old man didn't pay attention to the crowd's blood pressure reduction, but just gently hugged his son and grandson and laughed twice: "Ha.... If you don't teach, it's your father's fault. If I hadn't been obsessed with practicing, how would their father and son be like this........"

Then he looked up at Ye Xiao and Yang Muling and said with all their best strength: "If I don't die, I will definitely blame your brothers and sisters for the death of their father and son in the future, and the seeds of hatred will make me crazy to seek revenge on you, which will also bring the root of destruction to my family." Now that the people in this family who have hatred for your brothers and sisters are dead, and the new head of the family is also a member of my clan, he will not seek revenge for our children and sons....... I'm sorry, but I didn't teach them well, so let's take it as atonement. Then the old man died.

Looking at the scene of the old man's suicide, listening to what the old man said, everyone around him, including Ye Xiao, was shocked and couldn't react...... After a long time, someone sighed and said, "Probably this is the reason why their family can become the most powerful within a hundred miles." ”

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but nod in agreement, because this family has a clan soul, maybe there will be some mediocre people in this family, but as long as there is a clan soul, this family will continue to prosper.

Among them, especially the person who was selected to be the new patriarch, he was originally very unconvinced by this old patriarch whose qualifications were not as good as his. But at this moment, he finally knew why he was not chosen when he chose the head of the family, but this person with low qualifications........

That day, Yang Muling was also shocked, she had never paid attention to these little people. It's not that I dislike those little people, it's just that people who are not in the same world can't intersect with each other. But now, because of Ye Xiao, she knows that the so-called strength does not only refer to strong strength, this kind of courage to die, the courage to die for the important things in her heart, this is also a powerful force.

This kind of courage is not like those believers who are deceived by God, they are real warriors who die for their dreams, just like Ye Xiao is willing to die for the sword in his hand, just like Yang Qianqiu was willing to die generously for the people of the world in the past.

Later, Yang Muling left a sword order and left with Ye Xiao on her back. It was a long time before Ye Xiao knew that the sword order could allow a person to go to the Sword Cultivation Holy Land to learn the most profound swordsmanship......

The old man of this family exchanged the lives of his son, son, and son for the opportunity for the family to become stronger. If he could hear the news, would he feel that he had died a well-deserved death? Perhaps this old man had already died a well-deserved death........

There was another thing that happened that day. A man suddenly appeared and found Yang Muling, it was a man that Ye Xiao couldn't see through. The man was wearing a smart suit, and his hair was also short-looking and refreshing, he was Yang Muling's senior brother, and he was here to ask Yang Muling to go back.

Ye Xiao said that he couldn't see through this man, not only because he couldn't see through his strength, but also because there were too many things in this man's eyes, and those things were like layers of masks, hiding this man deeply, deeply. Although he saw that the man was hiding a lot of secrets, Ye Xiao didn't say anything to Yang Muling, because what he could see, Yang Muling could naturally see.

The man was only surprised when he saw Yang Muling carrying Ye Xiao on his back, he didn't make things difficult or out of the ordinary. He just reminded Yang Muling again and again that she must go back quickly.

On the third day, this was the last day Ye Xiao and Yang Muling got along.

Yang Muling took Ye Xiao to a sea formed by graves, looking at these tens of thousands of tombstones, each tombstone is surnamed Feng, it seems that the people lying in these tombs are from the same race.

Ye Xiao couldn't understand what he was seeing in front of him, what kind of war would make so many people with the same surname die, what kind of race this ethnic group with the surname Feng was.

After taking a few looks, Yang Muling walked towards the sea of tombs with Ye Xiao on her back, and it took almost half a day before she walked out of the sea of tombs.

Then what appeared in front of Ye Xiao's eyes were collapsed houses, as if this place was where the Feng clan lived.

Then Yang Muling carried him to a house that was still intact, which was a bit like a temple. Here, Ye Xiao met the person he was looking for this time. What Ye Xiao saw at first was just a back, a back swaying in the wind, he seemed to be carving something with his fingers, he was carving very seriously, as if he was sculpting life at the moment, and there was no room for the slightest mistake.

After a long time, the man stopped moving his hand and seemed to have finished carving. Ye Xiao finally saw what the man had carved, it was a tombstone, just like the tombstone in the sea of tombs outside, it was also surnamed Feng.

At this time, Yang Muling spoke: "Master, haven't you finished carving yet? I'll bring you wine." After speaking, he handed the bitter wine to the man, and at the same time put Ye Xiao on the ground.

"There is still a gap of nineteen thousand and sixty-four. The man first slowly answered Yang Muling's question, and there was no trace of emotion in his tone, as if he was not from the Feng clan, or maybe he had already seen it.

Then the man turned around and picked up the bitter wine, drank two sips and asked: "There are countless people in the world who are good at the piano than me, and you want to find me to learn the piano......" After speaking, he looked at Ye Xiao and asked, "Is he your little lover?"

At this moment, Ye Xiao finally saw the man's appearance clearly, he was a middle-aged man, he was an ordinary middle-aged man, except for those fine hands, everything was ordinary, and even his eyes were as ordinary and pure as a newborn child.

This man he knew! Because Ye Xiao had seen it on the Eternal Martial Road, this name Ye Xiao remembered very deeply, because this name represented the strongest sword cultivation today.

Sword Emperor Feng is nameless, this is his name!

Looking at this strongest person in the sword cultivator, looking at this living myth of the sword world, although he didn't know much about his story, it didn't reduce Ye Xiao's mood like a pilgrimage.

Looking at this person he wanted to see the most, Ye Xiao didn't know how to speak at this moment, because the middle-aged man in front of him was called Feng Wuming!

If it is like a swordsman junior who says words of respect to the sage in the sword, Ye Xiao disdains to say such a compliment, because any nice compliment is not worthy of the man in front of him; if he uses the identity of a fellow sword cultivator to communicate with him and say hello, it is the first time they meet each other, how can they reach such intimate words; if you ask him about the sword in a consultative tone, then there may be no chance to surpass it in this life........