Brothers, give some strength, the red ticket collection will be smashed desperately, the sword devouring has fallen from tenth to twelfth, and it will be out of the list soon. There is another chapter at one o'clock in the afternoon, and there is a fourth watch at five o'clock in the evening, thank you.

In the inner courtyard of the Lishui Sword Sect, there are countless different small circles, and in order to increase the popularity of the circle, most people will choose a resounding name for the circle they are in.

For example, Wu Taohan's Purple Shirt Hall, as well as Huamen, which was established by Jing Hua, the number one master in the inner court, are all representatives of this kind of force.

Regarding the matter of the disciples of the Sword Sect forming a small circle in private, the sect does not control much. Moreover, some sect elders also strongly advocated that the disciples of the Sword Sect form gangs, after all, the existence of this kind of group has invisibly increased the cohesion between the disciples, and also enabled everyone to be more positive and work hard to cultivate.

On the third day of the establishment of the Sword Alliance, the number of personnel has grown to more than sixty. Most of these people who defected to the Sword Alliance came for Ye Feng's identity as a disciple of the Sea Boundless Gate.

Although it is not difficult to speculate on their utilitarian minds, with the addition of this group of disciples, it has undoubtedly made the Longman people easier.

Until now, no small circle will dare to bully Longman and others. Thinking of the newly established Sword Alliance, even the famous free man in the inner court, the seventh-level swordsman He Huan, was attracted to join, and those who beat the ideas of Longwen and others had to think twice.

In the past three days, Ye Feng has figured out the truth of the matter.

Regarding the news that he is a disciple of Hai Wuya, it is completely a spontaneous speculation by the disciples in the courtyard. However, before many disciples speculated, the people who played a role in fueling the flames were Chen Ling and his two disciples.

If it weren't for Chen Ling's two disciples, who had spread the news that Ye Feng had entered the Lishui Sword Shrine to cultivate, if it weren't for the fact that the outside world was spreading and Hai Wuya had never come forward to refute the rumors, the disciples of the inner courtyard would never have believed that Hai Wuya, who had announced many years ago that he would not accept apprentices, would accept Ye Feng as a closed disciple.

As for the man in black who was dormant outside the new disciple's residence that day, Ye Feng had also investigated his origin.

The man in black was called Fu Tianlin, and his strength had reached the realm of a second-level sword master, and he was a master who could rank in the top ten in the inner courtyard of the Lishui Sword Sect.

Fu Tianlin hid in the woods that day, the purpose should be to see Ye Feng's appearance. According to insiders, Fu Tianlin has always been cared for by Hai Wuya, although Hai Wuya did not accept him as a disciple, but his treatment is similar to that of a disciple.

With Fu Tianlin's identity, he made the act of peeping, which is not difficult to see that he wants to have a long and short mind with Ye Feng. It's just that there is one thing that Ye Feng doesn't understand, since Fu Tianlin is here, why he left in a hurry after being discovered by him.

There was still one day before the start of the Four Great Sect Disciple Trial Competition, and on this day, Ye Feng, as usual, turned around several shaded strips and made a detour to the waterfall in front of the cliff wall of the back mountain of the Sword Sect.

Not far ahead, a waterfall hundreds of meters wide falls into the sky. The surging water fell from a height of tens of meters and fell into the lake below, causing an immediate thunderous explosion.

Standing on the edge of the waterhole below the waterfall, Ye Feng slowly drew his long sword.

As he meticulously danced his long sword, pieces of silver-white sword light lingered in the void in front of the waterfall.

After practicing the offensive and defensive moves of the swordsmanship, Ye Feng's momentum changed suddenly.

Standing on the rock, he suddenly became like a sword unsheathed, and his body exuded a suffocating oppressive force.

Suddenly, Ye Feng jumped into the air. With all his might, he jumped and instantly pushed him to a height of five meters.

The moment his figure took off, the long sword in his hand slashed downward. The sword light that shot from the sword body burst out more than ten meters, making it look like he was wielding a light saber more than ten meters long in his hand at first glance.

There was a loud "boom", and the long sword in Ye Feng's hand slashed down on the water.

The power was agitated, the water was surging, and when the long sword completely submerged into the lake, a wave of water more than thirty meters high exploded on the surface of the lake.

Below the waves, the surface of the calm lake seems to have been cut open, revealing a ravine half a meter wide and more than ten meters long.

The ravine had just taken shape when it was flooded by the waves.

The calm and waveless water surface stirred up layers of ripples. If it weren't for the circular ripples on the surface of the lake, no one would have been able to see that this lake had been cut open by force.

Seeing that the lake had regained its calm so quickly, Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

The water-splitting sword style of the Three Absolute Sword Technique, he has been practicing for a while. But even so, he can still only exert the power of his swordsmanship at two percent.

Ye Feng knew in his heart that if Xiao Bai had used the Water Splitting Sword Style just now, a deep ditch several meters deep would have been cut out at the bottom of the lake. Now, even if he exerts 10% of his strength, he can still only penetrate the water at a depth of about three meters.

Sitting on the rock below the waterfall, Ye Feng carefully understood the feeling when he used the Water Splitting Sword Pose just now.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he struck his feet and shot like arrows into the grass in the distance.

"Who?" Ye Feng shouted.

As soon as the words fell, he waved his hand suddenly, and threw the long sword in his hand into the grass with the technique of hitting the hidden weapon.

The sharp long sword, carrying the momentum of thunder, emitted a sharp whistling sound in mid-air.

At the moment when the long sword was about to pierce into the grass, in the center of the grass, a silver-white sword qi suddenly burst out, striking straight on the long sword.

The "Qiang" air flow hit the sword body, and it made a sound like a symphony of gold and iron.

Under the impact of this air current, the high-grade murderous sword immediately exploded, turning into countless iron filings, splashing into the grass that fell in all directions.

Finding that sword qi shot out of the grass, Ye Feng's complexion couldn't help but change suddenly.

In sword cultivation, only strong people above the sword master can release sword qi. And the person who was ambushing in the grass at this moment released such a powerful sword qi just by raising his hand, how could he not surprise Ye Feng.

In the middle of the grass, the green thatch shook and shook, and with the thatch shaking violently, a black figure slowly stood up from the grass.

The man hiding in the grass wears a pure black suit. Not only is the body wrapped very tightly, but even the face is covered with a black veil.

After the man in black got up, he set his eyes on Ye Feng.

What a sharp gaze it was, under the gaze of the other party, Ye Feng had the strange feeling of being stripped of everything for the first time in his life.

"Ye Feng?" The voice of the man in black was particularly hoarse, like a fingernail scratching on a glazed tile.

Hearing the voice of the man in black, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

"Fu Tianlin?" Ye Feng did not answer the other party's question, but asked rhetorically.

"It's me. The man in black did not hide it, and admitted it calmly.

Knowing that the other party was really Fu Tianlin, Ye Feng couldn't help but be surprised. In recent days, the person he paid the most attention to was Fu Tianlin, if he guessed correctly, Fu Tianlin secretly spying on him again and again, it must be related to the rumors that the outside world is flourishing, and he is a disciple of Hai Wuya.

Slowly, Ye Feng's hand was on the hilt of the spare long sword at his waist.

His palm was just about to hold the hilt of the sword, when suddenly, Fu Tianlin's figure moved.

Without seeing any movement from Fu Tianlin, his body jumped out more than ten meters in front of him.

Seeing that Fu Tianlin was about to pounce in front of him, Ye Feng's heart tightened, and the long sword in his hand stabbed forward without hesitation.

There was a crisp "pop", and Fu Tianlin's palm hit the oncoming sword blade.

The flesh-colored palm made contact with the blade of the sword, and it was not harmed in the slightest, but broke the blade.

Fu Tianlin held the half-cut sword in his hand, and a playful smile flashed in his eyes.

After throwing away the short sword casually, he looked directly at Ye Feng and said, "Boy, you misunderstood my intention. Although I have won the love of the Sea Sect Master, I have not yet reached the point of bullying others. I spied on you three times and twice, on the one hand, to see your strength, and on the other hand, I wanted to ask you for something. ”

"I'm not a closed disciple of the Sea Sect Master. Ye Feng didn't answer Tianlin's words.

Fu Tianlin smiled slightly, and the black mask on his face shook slightly: "Yes, of course I know that you are not the sect master's closed disciple." The sect master once said to me that he would not accept any disciples in this life and this life. ”

Fu Tianlin took a step forward and continued: "Senior Brother Ye, in fact, what I begged you for is not a difficult matter. The day after tomorrow is the Four Great Sect Disciples Trial Competition, and all I ask you for is that I hope you can defeat the disciples of the Illusion Sect in the Sect Competition. ”

"Also, I'm not going to ask for your help in vain. I have a mid-level, thunderbolt-attribute sword here, and I will also give it to you, I believe that with your strength, with this sword, you will definitely be able to shine in the trial competition. As he spoke, Fu Tianlin's palm shook slightly, and a blue sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Feeling the surging thunder power contained in the sword, Ye Feng's eyelids moved slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

From the time he entered the inner courtyard of the Lishui Sword Sect, this was the second time that Ye Feng had heard that someone had asked him to defeat a disciple of the Illusion Sect.

The first time he said this was Hai Wuya and many elders, and that time the equivalent exchange was that he was lucky enough to enter the Lishui Sword Shrine.

This time, Fu Tianlin mentioned the matter of defeating the Illusion Sect again, which couldn't help but make Ye Feng very puzzled.

They are both one of the four major sects, and it is not uncommon for them to have contradictions with each other. It's just that this matter of defeating the Illusion Sect shouldn't seem to be Fu Tianlin's turn to worry about.

Moreover, seeing that Fu Tianlin took out a line-level mid-level sword, and did not show a distressed appearance, Ye Feng was even more suspicious of Fu Tianlin's identity.

Even if it is a disciple of the inner courtyard of the Sword Sect, not everyone has the opportunity to obtain a low-level sword. And Fu Tianlin, casually gave away the line-level mid-level sword, this kind of behavior shows the extraordinary nature of his identity.

Reaching out to take the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword handed over by Fu Tianlin, Ye Feng didn't say much.

After nodding at Fu Tianlin, he turned around and walked towards the Sword Sect station.

After Ye Feng left, Fu Tianlin also turned around and left. He didn't return to the Sword Sect's residence like Ye Feng, but instead went in the opposite direction, quickly jumping into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Tianlin's figure disappeared into the reckless mountains.

At the moment when his figure disappeared, Ye Feng, who was moving forward, suddenly turned his head, looked at the direction in which he disappeared, and nodded thoughtfully.