In the courtyard of the Chai family in the southeast of Xianhe Town, in the evening, more than 30 houses in front and behind were hung with bright lanterns at the same time.

Under the candlelight, the courtyard of the Chai family became particularly bright, and even the tiny flying insects became delicate under such a bright light.

In the mansion of the head of the courtyard center, Chai Yuntian, who was arrogant and domineering during the day, was standing in the center of the courtyard.

Beside him was a very comfortable looking Taishi chair. At this moment, a man whose face was completely covered by black veil, and whose age could not be seen clearly, was leaning on the back of his chair.

"Did you see Ye Feng during the day, what do you think of this person?" asked the man lying on the Taishi's chair. His voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been torn apart, making it sound cold.

"Back to the master, I don't think that Ye Feng looks like a sword cultivator. However, he has a set of treasure appreciation, and he seems to be able to determine the value of treasures with only his eyes. Chai Yuntian said respectfully.

"Oh, will he be able to appreciate treasures?" the man mused.

As he said this, he suddenly raised his head, and his bare eyes flashed with a green glow like a hungry wolf.

"Since you know that he can appreciate treasures, and you know that he is guarded by a seventh-level swordsman by his side, why did you send the three Xu brothers to assassinate him?" the man suddenly shouted in a low voice.

The palm he was hiding in the sleeve of his robe shook suddenly, releasing a cyan mist that hit Chai Yuntian's body.

With a bang, Chai Yuntian's shirt on his chest exploded, and cyan smoke penetrated into the skin on his chest.

The smoke entered his body, and Chai Yuntian's facial muscles immediately twitched, and his body fell to the ground in a languid.

"Lord...... Master...... I...... , I know it's wrong!" Chai Yuntian said with a muffled snort.

Although he felt like thousands of ants crawling between his bones at the moment, he still didn't dare to look up at the man in the seat.

"Wrong? Hmph, can a mistake compensate for your mistakes? Today, your performance is very disappointing, if I am Ye Feng, I am afraid that just from your performance today, you can see the flaws. The man scolded in a low voice.

His hands suddenly stretched out from the sleeves of his robe, and his palms exerted force, directly sucking Chai Yuntian, who fell to the ground and his body was constantly twitching, in front of him, and with his palm, which was blue all over his body and as thin as a chicken's paws, he was stuck on Chai Yuntian's neck, pinching Chai Yuntian's feet and rolling his eyes for a while.

When Chai Yuntian was about to be pinched and suffocated to death, he slowly let go of his palm and said gloomily: "Waste firewood, you have followed me for so long, and you can't even do this little thing." I'll tell you, if your performance disappoints me again, don't say I'll let you try the taste of poison piercing your heart. ”

After saying this, he waved his hand violently and threw Chai Yuntian more than ten meters away, and then took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it on the ground.

"Take it, this is the antidote to ten thousand Gu poisons, three pills a day, if you forget to take it, I'm afraid you will suffer more. The man said.

With that, he slapped the seat of the Taishi chair with both arms, and his body rose into the air and shot directly into the room.

The windows and doors of the room were all tightly closed.

Looking at the closed room and door, Chai Yuntian showed a trace of resentment on his face, quickly grabbed the porcelain bottle on the ground, and walked out of the courtyard quickly.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he saw a subordinate looking out of the grass in the distance.

Seeing his subordinates dodging in a hurry, a trace of anger couldn't help but rise in his heart, and he suddenly pulled out the Desert Lonely Smoke Sword and slashed it into the grass.

Wherever the sword light reached, a sea of brown smoke and dust appeared in the void.

In the midst of that smoke and mist, a sword light suddenly stabbed out, piercing the subordinate's chest.

"Hmph, even a subordinate like you want to see my jokes? I, Han Li, am the slave of Gongzi, but I am the master of your group of minions. With that, Chai Yuntian shook his hand and shot out a cloud of light blue powder.

The powder contaminated the corpse of the subordinate, and immediately evaporated into a mist.

When the fog evaporated, the ground was removed from a puddle of inconspicuous yellow water, and there was no body of the man left.

After killing his subordinates, the suffocation in Chai Yuntian's chest was relieved.

He walked briskly towards the courtyard of the antechamber, and as he was about to enter the antechamber, his expression returned to his former arrogant and arrogant appearance.

Just as Ye Feng and Dugu Yi guessed, this Chai Yuntian was indeed not the real Chai Yuntian, but Han Li, a little servant in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.

When it comes to Han Li's identity in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, I'm afraid that even Luo Hu's status in the Lishui Sword Sect is not as good as that.

If it weren't for the fact that half a year ago, the disciple of the Valley Master of Ten Thousand Poisons came to the door and accepted him as a servant, I'm afraid he would still be living a job of grinding poison powder all day long.

Han Li has been coming to Chai's house for half a year, and he has been pretending to be Chai Yuntian for more than half a year.

During this half year, he had become accustomed to a life of commanding in front of others, except that he would not be destroyed when he saw his master every day.

For a slave like him, who has a today and no tomorrow, this kind of life is tantamount to falling into heaven.

It is precisely for this reason that while he is respectful to his master on the surface, he is always unwilling to carry out his master's orders.

No one knew that Chai Yuntian was a fake, and even Chai Yuntian's parents didn't know that this person who was familiar with all the stories of Chai Yuntian when he was a child was not actually their biological son.

Regarding the matter of making the inner courtyard a forbidden place immediately after his son returned home, the second elder didn't think much about it. In the second elder's mind, having a son who has not returned for more than ten years is a bit secret, and it is not an unacceptable thing.

As Chai Yuntian left the inner courtyard, Chai Mansion returned to calm.

It's just that behind this calm, there is a turbulent undercurrent that is gradually enveloping Chaifu.

Everyone including Chai Tiande, the former head of the Chai Mansion, didn't expect that Chai Yuntian was no longer the innocent young man who was happy under their knees back then, but a complete demon.

In the courtyard of the Ye family, Ye Feng, who had sent away Duguyi's father and son, returned to the room.

After learning that Chai Yuntian was a fake, Ye Feng felt an uneasy mood for the first time.

He had a hunch that Chai Yuntian's painstaking efforts to hide his identity should not be just to suppress their Ye family, but with another purpose.

There is just one point, Ye Feng has never been able to figure it out. If Chai Yuntian was really a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley, why would he use such an unruly method to calculate the Ye family.

Entering the bedroom alone, after closing the doors and windows, Ye Feng sat down cross-legged on the bed.

He didn't rush to recuperate, but took out a large pile of bits and pieces from his bosom.

Among all the items that Ye Feng treasured, the most precious ones were the Flying Tiger Demon Beast Inner Pill and the Heavenly Spirit Pill that they had found in the Liluo Forest.

In addition to these items, another precious thing is the "Chaotic Sword Technique" given to him by Fu Huaiyu.

After playing with the Demon Beast Inner Pill for a while, Ye Feng carefully put the Pill into his arms again.

In the past, in the Lishui Sword Sect, he never had a chance to get rid of the Flying Tiger Demon Beast Neidan, but this time, he had already decided that when the time was right, he would go to Yuanfeng County and sell the Flying Tiger Demon Beast Neidan.

After collecting all the Demonic Beast Inner Pill and Pills, Ye Feng unfolded the Chaos Sword Technique.

Reading the Chaotic Sword Technique throughout, his eyes suddenly brightened.

From the time he got the Chaotic Sword Technique to the present, Ye Feng had never read it seriously. When he carefully read the sword moves described in the Chaotic Sword Technique, he was immediately attracted by the exquisite sword moves expounded in the Chaotic Sword Technique.

Chaotic sword tricks, as the name suggests, sword moves are all chaotic sword style. It's just that this chaotic sword style is not really chaotic, but in the seemingly chaotic sword moves, there are incomparably powerful killing moves.

While holding the secret note, Ye Feng waved his arms and practiced continuously according to the Chaotic Sword Technique.

As his arms swayed back and forth in the void, countless messy arm shadows appeared in the void.

The phantom formed by the arm intertwined in mid-air into a huge messy web, however, it was this seemingly chaotic net curtain that actually contained the most powerful killing moves.

In the net, any angle is the best position to attack. Ye Feng believed that as long as the enemy took it lightly when fighting, he would definitely be attacked by him the most.

After thinking that he had figured out the mystery of the first two styles of chaotic cloaks and chaotic thorns in the chaotic sword technique, Ye Feng took out the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword and walked into the courtyard.

In the corner of the courtyard, he saw He Huan, who was cultivating cross-legged in the evening wind and rain.

Ye Feng didn't say much, just slapped the long sword in his hand.

Seeing Ye Feng putting on a sparring appearance, He Huan shook his head and said, "My sword is born to kill, and I will never fight." ”

Facing He Huan, who lowered his eyes again, Ye Feng felt a sense of powerlessness to hit his fist in the cotton pile.

After making sure that He Huan would not fight with him, he didn't force it, but just took care of himself in the courtyard, dancing the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword.

The sword light danced, intertwining into a blue curtain of light in the void.

In the dazzling light curtain, countless sword qi roared and shot forward.

"Aggressive", there were more than a dozen muffled sounds one after another, and the sword qi shot the boulder in front of him into a hornet's nest.

Seeing that Ye Feng's sword style was in chaos, exuding a suffocating pressure. He Huan's eyes burst out with a fine light in his lowered eyes.

He knew very well that Ye Feng had cultivated another ingenious swordsmanship. With the fast sword in his own hands, he couldn't even find a flaw in the sword net in a short period of time.

"Is that the Supreme Elder's finale sword technique?" He Huan looked at Ye Feng's figure wrapped in the sword curtain, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Compared with Ye Feng, He Huan knew obviously more secrets.

He clearly remembered that even Fu Huaiyu's grandson, Fu Tianlin, had never obtained the Chaotic Sword Technique.

And Ye Feng, who was destined not to belong only to the Lishui Sword Sect, finally got Fu Huaiyu's favor.