The night of Qingyun Sect is not dark, there are firefly stones for lighting everywhere in the sect, although the night has come, but the lights are bright, under the bright light, you can still see a few or walking, or practicing disciples. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This year, Fengzhou's cultivation geniuses seem to be more than half more than in previous years, that kind of real genius, even a few Taishang elders who have not been born for a long time, have also accepted a few apprentices, and those who have been accepted as apprentices by Taishang Elder can be said to be a real step to the sky.

Xinyu is still trapped in this room, three meals a day are delivered, except for not being able to go out, no one cares about the others, and no matter what means he uses, he still can't get out of this door after all.

"The sky makes people, what else does this sword cultivator mean?" said the new fool angrily, kicking the door angrily, he had not lost his temper like this for many years.

Ye Feng fell into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, only a few people knew about this, and many people were still waiting for Ye Feng under the Sword Peak, and they all wanted to see how many catties and taels the first person in the Qingyun Road had in the first year, and he saw the true chapter under his hands, which was believed in by most cultivators.

Qingyun Road, as in previous years, some people are happy, and some people are more worried, this Qingyun Road has existed since it existed, I don't know how many people's dreams have been ruined, since the day Ye Feng and others boarded the road, the people on Qingyun Road have not been broken.

Ye Feng had completed the journey that day, although it was already in the spotlight, although most people were amazed and curious, but in the bottom of their hearts, they still didn't take a master realm sword cultivation very seriously, this is a world where the strong are respected, without absolute strength, they are not worthy of these supreme honors, even if Ye Feng has done something that no one in the Qingyun Sect has done in a thousand years.

Many people have already breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and the powerful people are waiting for the big competition in the sect, and everyone wants to be the first person to challenge the Sword Peak, and then they can see how much strength Ye Feng, who has completed the whole journey of the Qingyun Road, and whether he can deserve this honor, but they don't know whether Ye Feng can return to this Qingyun Sect is still a problem.

Ye Feng and this little tiger did not move forward, but planned to eat their stomachs first, and then make plans, there was no place to find dead branches tonight, so Ye Feng had to take out some dry food that had been prepared before and eat, and by the way, he also took out half a pot of wine.

And Xiaohu is also rare to have a full meal, Ye Feng hopes that the so-called Yama Hall is just a dream of his own, but unfortunately not, because those swords did break a lot of handles, and in the end they were all collected in the wrench, and now they have become Xiaohu's food.

The night is boundless, Ye Feng, a small master realm second grade, is not enough to see at night, and can only rely on the faint blood-colored moonlight, but he is very relieved, because there is Xiaohu here, in this dark night, Xiaohu is his eyes.

All the experiences in this Ten Thousand Demon Cave are inexplicable to Ye Feng, in the past eighteen years, only today in the Yama Palace, his heart fluctuates the most, there, he feels that he is transparent, in the eyes of that blue-faced fang, he has no so-called secrets, all this is too ethereal, but so real.

Even the blue-faced fangs said a lot of things that he didn't even know about.

"He should have died in the city of Dongli for eighteen years, and was forcibly changed by sinners. ”

"The inheritance of the greatest sinner of antiquity. ”

"The heir of the greatest sinner of the ages. ”

These three words of the blue-faced fangs have been haunting Ye Feng's ears, there are too many things that surprise him, if it is really like that, he should have died eighteen years ago, then wouldn't he have been born to die, why are his two ancestors of the Heavenly Realm sinners?

"You were born for sin. Ye Feng thought of this sentence again. He took a sip of wine and couldn't help muttering, "The sword is not guilty." ”

Xiaohu ate more and more happily, and seemed to want to roar, but he still held back, and the strangeness of this place also made it understand, and the voice did not know what strange things would be attracted.

"This sword sweeps away the injustices of the world,

This sword is worthy of the world's shame. Ye Feng drew his sword out of the sheath and danced, dancing the sword at night, which also had a unique flavor.

"Howl!" the wolf howled, and Xiaohu immediately stood up, and did not show any reluctance to the pile of broken swords.

.. The first time Ye Feng heard the wolf's howl, he stopped, vigilant around, this wolf howled, he thought of the wolf that the purple-clothed man was riding in the dead woods, it was a very strong opponent.

Until this time, a slight movement could already be heard, and Ye Feng knew that the opponent was coming.

"Woo!" Xiaohu also roared in front of him.

"Wow!" The sound of running came from ahead, and Xiaohu took the lead to meet it.

"Sure enough, it was him. A murderous aura came from above. Ye Feng secretly said in his heart, such a fast sword, only the purple-clothed man, so he did not hesitate to hold the sword and strike upward.

At this moment, the two of them didn't know how many rounds the swords had collided.

"It's really a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and tonight we will win or lose. The purple-clothed man's voice sounded, and at the same time, a knife slashed out without a pause.

The sword in his hand was taken casually by Ye Feng among the more than two thousand swords, in these few rounds, he felt that this sword was extraordinary, and it was not damaged after touching the purple-clothed man's knife several times, this was not easy, after all, his Qingfeng Sword was once cut off by the other party.

After a tiger and a wolf met, they were all extremely angry, and their speed was as fast as lightning, like old enemies, regardless of victory or defeat, unwilling to give up.

"Sultry. In the battle between the two of them, the man in purple suddenly changed his moves, and the blade was faintly red, Ye Feng looked at this cold knife by the blood-colored moonlight, and immediately used the breeze to meet it.

"Bang. With this blow, the two were evenly matched, and after the blow, they both took a few steps back.

Ye Feng seized this opportunity, stepped on the ghost valley step, and used the Immortal Decisive to kill him, he wanted to see if the purple-clothed man was hiding or not.

Sure enough, the man in purple looked at Ye Feng's menacing swords and took a step back, but he didn't want to retreat, but he took retreat as advance, "Break the sky." "It's also my own knife technique, killing Ye Feng.

Sword light and sword shadow, at this moment, the sound of breaking the air was loud, and both of them were changing their moves at great speed, but they still did not distinguish the winner, and the two of them retreated again.

Ye Feng was surprised, because his nine styles of the Immortal Duel were blocked back by the other party, and he still failed to gain the upper hand, the swordsmanship in the Supreme Sword Classic, without thinking too much, should be the best, but the man's swordsmanship was not inferior to his own swordsmanship in the slightest, which surprised him.

The purple-clothed man was also surprised in his heart, he had always thought that Ye Feng was a prisoner of the Qingyun Sect, because of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, he knew very well what kind of people were inside.

"Whew!" the little tiger rushed up, and hit the blood wolf on the back with a claw, and the blood wolf immediately bit back fiercely, an extremely ferocious battle, and then like their master, they retreated, staring at each other coldly.

Ye Feng calmed down, Guigu Bu instantly spread vertically and horizontally, with a sword in his hand, he killed again, and the man in purple also moved at this moment, and Xiaohu and the blood wolf did not fight again, they were all waiting for something.

"Heaven-sealing. The man in purple roared, and after blocking Ye Feng's sword, he actually swung nine swords into the sky.

Ye Feng secretly said that it was not good, this knife did not kill him, but he felt that the sword qi of the nine swords seemed to form a formation, enveloping him.

Ye Feng also swung out the Nine Swords, which was also the Nine Styles of the Tilting Immortal Decision, he wanted to see if this Tilting Immortal Decision Nine Styles was as he thought, and it was a formation of its own, and sure enough, after the Nine Styles were formed, it seemed that even the air in front of him had condensed, and the boundless sword qi went forward.

"How is it possible?" The man in purple felt incredulous, his own sword technique, what his own knife was, no one knew better than him, how could he not be surprised to meet such a sword cultivator in the same realm at this time.

"Bang!" "Bang!" The sword qi and the sword qi all collided with the breath of destruction, and at that moment a pit exploded on the ground, turning the sword qi into sword qi with the mysterious power in the body, and the sword qi came out, which is rare in the world in the cultivation of the two people's master realm, and turning the qi out is a means of the spirit realm.

After this blow, Ye Feng felt that his whole body was hollowed out, but he was not afraid, because the man in purple was also a second-grade teacher, and it was not easy to think about it.

"Come again. At this point in the battle, they were all powerless, only to fight in one breath, Ye Feng held the sword and killed again, and did not use Guigu Bu, because the physical strength and Xuan power were not enough, this was pure swordsmanship, he was gambling, betting that the man in purple had also reached the point of exhaustion.

The man in purple ushered in with a knife, as Ye Feng expected, he really didn't use his power, it was also a pure attack, a quick sword, a quick knife, at the moment when he was about to meet, the man in purple did something that made Ye Feng cry and laugh.

"See you later. Suddenly, he jumped on the back of the blood wolf and disappeared nowhere.

Ye Feng wanted to chase after him, but then he dispelled this idea, because he didn't know what was ahead, and he also knew that this man in purple was not very human, and he should have a life-saving means that he hadn't used, he knew that this person was now eyeing him, and Ye Feng didn't know whether to have a headache for such an opponent, or he was happy.

Xiaohu slowly walked to the unfinished pile of broken swords, and continued to enjoy its food, the blood wolf also became its enemy, and it was very angry at the blood wolf's several provocations.

Ye Feng didn't plan to go any further tonight, he held a sword in one hand and a half pot of wine in the other and drank it, this battle made him gain a lot, this Xuan Li turned into sword qi, which he had never thought of before, because it was only in the realm of spirit, but tonight he succeeded.

What made Ye Feng happy was the nine styles of the immortal duel, he had thought before, these nine styles were very much like a formation, and they were only used completely today, but he still had to thank the man in purple, he was very curious about the man in purple, because those sword techniques were all related to the sky, and the power of the knife technique proved that the man was not speaking wildly.

Ye Feng had a hunch that this person would encounter it himself, and he didn't tell the winner or loser these two times, so he didn't know what would happen next time.

With the perception of the battle just now, the sword in Ye Feng's hand couldn't help but dance again, he felt that he was about to break through again, and the mysterious power in his body was slowly filling, and there was only one suitable time to break through.

Ye Feng danced out pieces of sword flowers, and the sound of breaking the sky continued to sound, Xiaohu looked at the blood moon in the sky and felt inexplicably melancholy.

Xuan Li, although his physical strength was exhausted, Ye Feng still had an undamaged divine sense, so he used his divine sense to unwillingly probe the supreme sword book in the dantian again to see if he could take the initiative to study the sword codex, "Poof." A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his divine consciousness was still shattered.

"Alas~" sighed, bringing endless helplessness.