Ye Feng jumped into the sword cultivation pool and realized that this Tan Pond "water" was actually transformed by a rich sword qi.

Suddenly, countless sword qi poured into all parts of his body.

"Ahh

But this sword qi didn't hurt him, it seemed to just let Ye Feng bear the pain caused by this sword intent, and the touch was gone.

"With such a strong sword qi, what is there underneath? Could it be that Dongli Ancestor hid three thousand divine swords in it? Fortunately, there was no substantial harm to me, no wonder Master Zu said that it was a place to hone sword intent, not bad, not bad!"

Before Ye Feng's words fell, the wave of sword qi that had just dispersed gathered again, and it was coming straight towards him again.

Sure enough, the sound of killing pigs sounded again.

"If I can't bear this pain, it's really in vain to enter this cave, compared to the Huangtian Ancestor and Dongli Patriarch, what do I count, a good place, and watch me practice swords in the sword pool. Ye Feng said, then raised the sword in his hand, waiting for the next wave of sword intent to arrive.

Sure enough, the sword intent in the sword cultivation pool converged again and came towards him again.

Ye Feng felt the surging sword intent in this sword cultivation pool, and the battle intent in his heart was high, although it was painful, but he knew that such a good place to practice swords would no longer be if he missed it.

Ye Feng sensed that the sword intent coming from the bottom of the pool was about to come, and he roared: "The breeze has groaned, and the tigers and wolves have all come out." ”

Ye Feng used the first form of this "Breeze Groan" again, he knew that even if he could only disperse a little sword qi, he would be able to suffer less pain, after all, the taste was really uncomfortable.

However, this sword qi seemed to be one, as if it was angered by Ye Feng's sword, and it gave birth to boundless power out of thin air, and with a "whoosh" sound, it directly passed through the sword in Ye Feng's hand, and seemed to pass through Ye Feng's body together, and then disappeared.

"It really hurts, the sword qi forges my sword intent, come again. Ye Feng touched the chest that had just been "pierced" by the sword qi, and then he repeatedly practiced the first form of "Qingfeng Yin" with the sword, waiting for the arrival of the sword qi again.

......

"I've endured two hours of pain, I'm going to take out a sword, there's no reason to be beaten, look at me, cut the devil, slaughter the fairy dog. As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he danced his sword and went to the bottom of the sword cultivation pool.

And what he called "slaying the devil and slaughtering the fairy dog." "This style, in fact, is just the last form of Qingfeng Yin, and I can't be angry when I think about it.

"It's still close, I'll be there, let me see where these three thousand sword intentions come from," Ye Feng sank down while dancing his sword, and since this Tan "water" was transformed by pure sword qi, he didn't feel suffocated.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes widened, "This, isn't this the one left by the ancestor who the master admired?

This time it wasn't the sword qi that had been gathered before. It's a sword that looks exactly like the slash carried by Luo Qianxuan.

"No matter, there's nowhere to hide. Ye Feng looked at the oncoming "slash", and the sword dance was getting faster and faster.

It didn't make the sound of the weapons in his imagination, but it was beyond Ye Feng's expectations, he didn't expect that this "slashing" was actually condensed by sword qi, just like the original, straight through the sword in his hand, and came straight towards him.

"Ah!" Ye Feng held the sword in his right hand, tore his hair tightly with his left hand, and kept hitting Tan Bi with his head.

If the original sword qi made him feel the pain of breaking his arm and leg, then this sword qi brought him real pain, even more pain than the immortal remnant soul devouring his divine consciousness.

"It's really powerful, it is worthy of being the place where the ancestor sharpens his sword, my generation is not afraid, come again, and see how many swords there are." Ye Feng had just recovered from his recovery, and he didn't straighten out the hair he had just torn, and continued to go down.

Sure enough, another sword came straight at Ye Feng from below, this time the sword in Ye Feng's hand kept trembling, Ye Feng didn't know, this time even the "Supreme Sword Codex" in his dantian moved a few times, but in the end it fell silent, and it was not the same as the last time, this time it seemed that "it" was going to stand by.

Ye Feng looked at the sword that was getting closer and closer to him, and he didn't panic too much, he kept a sentence in his heart, "Swordsman, fearless!"

At the same time, he looked at the trembling sword in his hand, and did not hesitate, the shot was the last form of "Qingfeng Yin", Ye Feng knew that the sword might not be meaningless at all, but this was his attitude, the attitude of a sword cultivator.

He will not forget the four words that Luo Qianxu often told him, "There is no regret when the sword comes out", even if he faces the strongest enemy and has the strongest sword, then he will do his best, and he will die without regrets, but if the sword does not dare to come out, then what is the point of this sword cultivation.

Rather take in the straight, not in the bend, this is the sword, the sword must be understood first.

The sword came quickly, and Ye Feng, who was fast, didn't have time at all, his sword just danced forward, and the sword had already come to his side, and then the sword stopped.

Ye Feng found that he couldn't move at all now, and the sword stopped quietly beside him.

Ye Feng seemed to be imprisoned here, and his body still maintained the posture of drawing a sword, "What does this mean? It doesn't mean that you want me to be set for this year and a half, right? I still have to cultivate the sword." Now he found that the only thing he could move was his mouth, but the sword began to move slowly.

"Ah, I will definitely be able to bear it, ah!" Ye Feng closed his eyes, because the sword was slowly cutting his flesh, and even he could hear the sound of cutting meat, and he couldn't block his ears, so he could only close his eyes and slowly experience this boundless pain, his only wish now was to hope that this sword could hurry up.

It's been an hour, Ye Feng has fainted three times, and now he feels that this sword is gouging out his eyes, from the sword movement, to now, he feels more and more pain. But he never screamed again, because he really didn't have the strength, he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth, and he could even feel that his blood was left in his mouth, Ye Feng could only hope that this inhuman torture would end soon.

Finally, Ye Feng found that he could move, so he opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was to dance the sword, "I can still practice swords, then it's fine." What he was most worried about was that his sword-holding hand had really been cut off, and he would never be able to practice his sword in the future, after all, the pain he suffered just now was very real, and he still couldn't figure out why this sword qi could be so real.

"Is this Ling Chi? Give me Ling Chi? Come, since I was abandoned eighteen years ago, I have nothing I can't bear, except for the master, of course. Ye Feng continued to sink down, since he was here, he didn't want to give up.

This pain of Ling Chi must not be forgotten in his life.

Ye Feng could already see the bottom of the sword pool, but it was still blurry, if he went down a little further, he would be able to see everything clearly, the sword qi here was becoming more and more monstrous, and sure enough, another sword was coming at him, unlike before, this sword "walked" very slowly.

Ye Feng was still the last form of "Qingfeng Yin", this time he chose to take the initiative and quickly greeted the sword.

At the moment when they were about to meet.

"How did I return to the mountain gate? Wasn't it in the sword pool? What about the sword? Is it an illusion?" Ye Feng said in surprise. But no one could answer him.

Ye Feng found that he was now in the sword hall of the mountain gate, so he ran out, looked around, and found that there were several people lying in the clearing.

"Master!Master!What's wrong with you?Didn't you go to find the last glimmer of hope?Why are you lying here?Ah!Who is it, I, Ye Feng, will not slaughter your whole family, and I will not be a man!" The voice roared to the sky, which showed how much resentment Ye Feng had in his heart at this time.

Not because of anything else, just because Luo Qianxuan was lying on the ground, his body was still bleeding, there was no breath in his mouth, and there were a few knife repairs lying next to him.

Ye Feng had already knelt down in front of Luo Qianxuan's corpse at this time, "Dongli City, Yuan Family, no one in sight, damn it! Kill my master? I, Ye Feng, will never die with you, Master, why are you a liar? Isn't it that Dongli City has nothing to hurt you? How can you be said to die in vain, for me, a person who should have died eighteen years ago, I hate! I hate!"

Ye Feng picked up Luo Qianxuan's corpse at this time and walked behind the mountain gate, no longer looking like a vigorous young man, but became dead.

"Master, don't worry, wait for the apprentice to take revenge and accompany you, master, you shouldn't have picked me up eighteen years ago, you should have left me to fend for myself, my heart is dead. Ye Feng said sadly while digging a pit on the ground with his hands.

In the words, there was no emotion, it seemed that he was already this walking corpse, and finally a big pit was dug, he finally helped Luo Qianqian to straighten out his clothes, and then buried him in the pit, and finally, filled the soil, kowtowed eighteen heads, and his hands were already drenched in blood.

"Master go with peace of mind, the soul will accompany you, and you will not be lonely, the apprentice will no longer care about everything in the world, so he will come down to accompany you immediately." Ye Feng resolutely held the sword and walked towards the mountain gate, the sword was already dripping with his own blood, but he had no pain for a long time, he had only one goal, "East out of the city, Yuan family." ”

"Haha, killing people is not a heart, boy, can it hurt? After the voice disappeared, Ye Feng found himself back in the sword pool.

"It's really just an illusion," he suddenly yelled, "It hurts, Master Zu, this hurts even more than Ling Chi." ”

At this time, Ye Feng was getting closer and closer to the bottom of this sword pool, and he could reach it immediately, but this time he really had palpitations, this sword just now really made him disheartened, when he saw Luo Qianxuan's corpse, he didn't want to live anymore, a person who has raised himself for eighteen years, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to be a father and a mother.

In Ye Feng's heart, in this life, without a master, he would have died long ago.

"I hope I die in front of my master, the most unbearable thing in my life is to lose my master. After Ye Feng solemnly said this, he quickly sank down, just to the end, to see the mystery of this sword pool.

After Ye Feng arrived at the bottom of the sword pool, he found that there was no cave, it turned out that after coming down, there was still a passage on the right, and the sword qi was gushing out over there, so he walked to the right.

"With so many swords, Master Zu is really generous, and he deserves to be a person who has beheaded immortals. Ye Feng looked at more and more swords and exclaimed sincerely.

This place is full of swords, and they are all divine weapons, not ordinary swords, each sword exudes a different sword intent, intense, these swords are not hostile to him, as if they have recognized Ye Feng.

"These swords, if they are released, they can alarm the world, right? But it seems that in their eyes, those people will not pay attention to a degenerate sword path, right?" Ye Feng still walked inside, he wanted to take a look at the end.

"What the hell is this?" Ye Feng asked himself as he looked at the golden light that looked like a lotus flower, and at this time he took a few steps closer.

"Such a strong sword intent? There is also a nine-petal golden flower, is it a sword lotus that has been bred for so many years?" He didn't know much about the "sword lotus", but he had heard Luo Qiansu mention it.

"Sword Lotus, it's rare to see it through the ages, and Dongli Ancestor has never seen it, maybe it doesn't exist. He remembered his master's words again, and he was even more pleased.

"Could it be that Dongli Ancestor built this sword cultivation pond to give birth to a sword lotus? Ye Feng looked at the location of the sword lotus again, and there were still a few swords at the bottom of the sword lotus, as if they were rooted in it.

"Yes," Ye Feng looked at the wrench he had just obtained, "I don't know if this celestial weapon will work?"

Ye Feng's divine sense entered the wrench, took off the wrench and pointed it at the sword lotus, and then held the mentality of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and shouted, "Collect it for me." ”

Unexpectedly, the sword lotus was instantly sucked into the wrench, and just as Ye Feng wanted to retract the wrench, suddenly the sword at the bottom of the pool, like a wild horse, came to his hand, and then it was all submerged in the wrench, which took half an hour.

Ye Feng found that there was a lot of money in this wrench, so many swords were all accommodated, and these swords were all the same as the original layout at the bottom of the pool, lying quietly on the wrench, and at this time, the sword qi in the pool began to slowly dissipate, Ye Feng was happy at the same time, and quickly walked out of the pool.

"If Master Dongli Ancestor really didn't die, would he be angry again? haha, but this should be what I deserve to receive this sword. He muttered to himself.