More than a dozen Sword Emperors, all flying extremely fast, surrounded the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Sensing a cold and murderous aura rising from outside the courtyard, the three Lei Yang, who were meditating in the room, opened their eyes together.

Lei Yang and the three of them quickly walked out of the room and stood beside Ye Feng. Looking at the Sword Emperor powerhouse draped in colorful brilliance above the courtyard, Lei Yang and the three couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Has the identity been revealed? If not, how could so many Sword Emperor powerhouses come here in a rage?" Lei Yang speculated uneasily.

Facing the sudden Sword Emperor powerhouse, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a cold glint. His observation power was more subtle than Lei Yang's, and through the dim light, he could clearly see that the long swords worn by several of the Sword Emperor powerhouses were engraved with the emblems of the Haoran Sword Sect.

"Haoran Sword Sect disciple?" Ye Feng's heart shook slightly. His gaze swept over the Sword Emperor's powerhouse in turn, and in the end, his gaze stayed on the sword cultivator who was wearing a purple and gold crown in front of him, and his momentum was extraordinary, and even he couldn't distinguish the depth of strength.

After several conflicts with the disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect in succession, Ye Feng also had some understanding of the strength of the disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect. In the Haoran Sword Sect, the strong people of the Sword Emperor are all elite disciples, and the strong people who step into the realm of the Sword Sect are all descendant disciples. The young man in front of him had a breath as deep as the sea, and he was obviously not a Sword Emperor powerhouse, but a Sword Sect powerhouse with the status of a disciple.

Ye Feng once asked Lei Yang about the general appearance of several disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect, and he guessed the true identity of the person in front of him with just a little speculation.

"Yan Tingjun, the one who came to the door was actually Yan Tingjun, who was ranked third among the disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect?" Ye Feng's heart was deeply shocked, and his vitality slowly mobilized, ready to let go at any time.

"Senior Brother Yan, I don't know what to do with visiting late at night?" Ye Feng asked in a cold voice.

Facing the four Ye Feng who saw him without any respect, Yan Tingjun's eyes flashed with a cold glint.

It is said that Lu Yuanbai, who ranks second among the disciples of the lineage, has taught a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall who is arrogant, but now after Yan Tingjun saw Ye Feng and the others, he overturned this idea.

The behavior of the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall was not only arrogant, it was almost to the point that no one was in sight, and in the face of him, a disciple of the powerful sect, the four disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall did not even do the due courtesy.

"Hmph!" Yan Tingjun snorted coldly and pointed to Yunhe beside him.

"You know him, right? If you do, you will know why I'm here!" Yan Tingjun said.

Looking at Yunhe, Lei Yang and the three of them looked confused, while Ye Feng's mind moved slightly. Of course, he didn't know Yun He, but from Yun He's facial features, he saw Yun Baiyu's shadow.

Immediately, Ye Feng understood Yan Tingjun's intention to come here, Yan Tingjun did not know their true identity, but came to avenge Yun Baiyu, and Ye Feng could guess that I am afraid that Qu Linfeng had died tragically on the spot at this moment.

"What about understanding, this person's son sent someone to assassinate the disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect, and he should die!" Even though his heart was slightly shocked, Ye Feng's momentum did not decrease in the slightest.

He looked at Yan Tingjun with his head held high, and said again, "Senior Brother Yan, this matter is the official business of our Law Enforcement Hall. Even if you are a descendant disciple, you have no right to interfere. ”

"Oh?" Yan Tingjun smiled coldly, and suddenly, a tyrannical aura emanated from his body, covering the four of Ye Feng overwhelmingly.

"What if I have to take care of it. What about the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, seeing that the disciples of this inheritance didn't even give gifts, just this alone, I can let you die!" Yan Tingjun said coldly. As soon as the words fell, he waved his hand violently and ordered the followers around him to surround Ye Feng and the four of them.

On the side of Ye Feng and the four of them, more than a dozen Sword Emperor powerhouses formed a circle. Feeling the fluctuation of the thick aura on the bodies of these Sword Emperor powerhouses, Ye Feng's mind sank again.

The Sword Emperor powerhouses who followed Yan Tingjun to this place were all Sword Emperor powerhouses above the fifth level, and this strength was second to none among the elite disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect.

Facing the encirclement, Ye Feng slowly pulled out the Thunder Nine Heavens Sword. Holding the sword in his hand and preparing for the attack, he quietly transmitted the voice to Lei Yang and said, "Brother Lei, Yan Tingjun doesn't know our true identity. But even so, he definitely didn't want to stay alive. If you are defeated for a while, even if you use the Demon Soul Fission Technique, even if you can't kill Yan Tingjun at that time, you have to try to escape. ”

Hearing Ye Feng's transmission, Lei Yang nodded slightly. When life and death are at stake, he naturally can't hide his identity anymore, and Lei Yang knows that Yan Tingjun's strength is by no means comparable to Dugu Ming's fifth-ranked disciple.

Lei Yang's palm moved slightly, and a plain collection of power-level mid-level Moon Shadow Sword appeared in his palm. Determined to be ruthless, he no longer had any worries, the long sword in his hand trembled one after another, and a dazzling golden sword light appeared in the void.

The Moon Shadow Sword is a rare light-based sword with a super light and shadow effect. His sword move swung out, and the dim night sky was illuminated by the bright sword light.

With a crisp sound, the long sword in Lei Yang's hand took the lead in colliding with the long sword of a Sword Emperor powerhouse beside him. The sword collided, and a golden spark suddenly rose, Lei Yang's body trembled, and the man who was with him with the sword was shocked by the huge anti-shock force, and the body flew upside down.

Lei Yang and the sword cultivator made a move, and the surrounding thunder, silver king, and other sword emperor powerhouses were all unwilling to be lonely and took action one after another.

In an instant, the dim void was obscured by countless overlapping sword shadows. The sword light was as dense as rain, and it rolled up a turbulent air current, hitting the walls around the small courtyard, destroying all the walls.

Thunder has the strength of a fourth-level sword king, and he can fight with the sword cultivators around him, and he can hold on for a while, while the silver king is only a second-level sword emperor, and in the face of a fifth-level sword emperor, it is difficult to even protect himself.

His cold killing sword move did not force the sword cultivator in front of him to retreat, but was seen by the sword cultivator, and the long sword in his hand penetrated the sword curtain like a poisonous snake and struck straight at his chest.

The sword momentum of the fifth-level Sword Emperor is not something that the second-level Sword Emperor can stop. Seeing the opponent's long sword stabbed into his chest, the Silver King immediately rolled and slashed across the ground in a panic.

The Silver King dodged the attack of the sword cultivator, but was targeted by another sword cultivator. A dense stream of sword light roared towards his body, and even if he tried to dodge again, he couldn't.

The sword light was getting closer and closer to his body, and the Silver King even felt the cold temperature above the sword light. Seeing that the sword light was about to kill him, he couldn't help but close his eyes in despair.

"Bang", a muffled sound sounded in the ears of the Silver King. Hearing that this sound was not like the sound of a sword falling, the Silver King was slightly stunned and quietly opened his eyes.

In his sight, Ye Feng stood with his sword in front of him. Not only did Ye Feng's body exude a huge amount of coercion, but on the long sword in his hand, there were even wisps of blood.

It was Ye Feng who saved his life when he couldn't do anything, and as soon as he made a move, Ye Feng used his long sword to harvest the life of the Sword Emperor powerhouse who was bent on killing people but had no defense himself.

One blow will kill, after saving the Silver King, Ye Feng waved his hand at the Silver King and motioned for him to retreat.

After the Silver King withdrew from the battle, Ye Feng carried the long sword, jumped up, and attacked the sword cultivator who attacked the thunder again.

Ye Feng's sword moves, without any moves and fancy, only accounted for a quick word.

As the long sword in his hand stabbed out like a shock, the sword cultivator who was full of confidence and wanted to kill the thunder only felt a chill all over, and then saw a silver-white sword tip radiating from his chest.

"Uh......" The sword cultivator was full of unwillingness, and his body fell to the ground heavily. That is, at the moment when his body fell, Ye Feng drew out his long sword and stabbed at the back of Lei Thunder again.

The long sword burst into a dazzling glow in the dim night sky, stabbing the sword cultivator who sneaked into the thunder, and subconsciously squinted his eyes.

"Poof", with a soft sound, the long sword in Ye Feng's hand silently pierced through the chest of the squinting sword cultivator, leaving a hole the size of a bowl on his chest.

Three shots, Ye Feng took the lives of three sword cultivators. Standing in place with his sword in hand, seeing that Lei Yang had suppressed all the remaining sword cultivators, he set his eyes on Yan Tingjun, who was facing like ice.

"Senior Brother Yan, I respect you as a disciple of the lineage, so I don't want to do things to the end. But don't force me, if you really force our law enforcement hall disciples to be anxious, even if we fight to the death, we have to seek justice for ourselves. Ye Feng said fearlessly.

"Hehe, justice! You killed my elite disciples and still talk to me about justice?" Yan Tingjun's face turned blue.

He was a disciple of the lineage, and he acted arrogantly, but now he found that Ye Feng and Lei Yang were even more arrogant and unscrupulous than him.

Ye Feng's behavior had already touched Yan Tingjun's scales. Suddenly, he flicked his sleeves and released a strong vitality.

The fierce vitality did not attack Ye Feng and the others, but crashed into those elite disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect who were suppressed by Lei Yang. The huge force bombarded those disciples, directly smashing the bodies of those disciples dozens of meters.

Many Sword Sect disciples lay on the ground, mouthfuls of blood spurting out of their mouths. Even though they were injured by Yan Tingjun, no one dared to show any anger.

After cleaning up the battle arena, Yan Tingjun glanced at Yun He sideways and said, "Sect Master Yun, let you see the joke." Please wait here for a while, and after I have cleared out these four rebels, I will go with you to visit Yun Xian's nephew. ”

With that, Yan Tingjun's shoulders shook, his body turned into a piece of light and shadow, and at a speed like teleportation, he came to the central area of Ye Feng and the four of them.

Looking at Ye Feng and the four of them coldly, Yan Tingjun hooked his fingers lightly and said, "The four of you go together, I want to see what's so strange about the goods taught by Lu Yuanbai!"