"Leaf ...... Ye Feng ...... "Zhang Chi's speech suddenly became untidy.

He stared at the body that was completely shrouded in cyan light and shadow, his face turned pale, and his body hidden in the wide sleeves was trembling uncontrollably.

The name Ye Feng was deeply imprinted in the hearts of all people in the battle of Futu Mountain. Although it has been three years, Ye Feng's courage to face the powerhouses of the six major sword sects with one person that day is still as if it had just happened, which makes everyone remember it vividly.

"You...... Aren't you dead?" Zhang Chi said tremblingly. He really wanted to maintain the prestige of an elder, but when he thought that Ye Feng was in the realm of the fourth-level Sword Sect, he would be able to beat him dizzy, and he really couldn't raise the slightest momentum.

"Did I say I was dead? After such a long time, it is impossible for you Hidden World Sect not to know that I left a book for Luo Hu and the others that day, saying that I would definitely come back. Ye Feng said with a sneer

After saying this, he changed his words and said in a cold voice: "Since I am back, I will naturally take back everything that belongs to me." And those who have oppressed my friends and hurt my friends have to pay the price. ”

Ye Feng's palm spat lightly, and a dazzling light cyan vitality shot out from his palm. The vitality continued to gather in the void, and finally transformed into a giant sword that was ten meters long.

"Spiritual Light Slash!" Ye Feng said in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, the giant blade suspended above Zhang Chi's head suddenly slashed down, bursting out of the void with a sword light dozens of meters long.

"Boom", there was a loud bang, and the blade slashed at the protective body aura shield above Zhang Chi's head. In an instant, the protective body aura shield around Zhang Chi's body was torn apart, and the whole person was also violently shaken, and suddenly collapsed back more than ten steps.

Although the body was forcibly stopped, the qi and blood in Zhang Chi's body were surging, "Wow", Zhang Chi opened his mouth violently, spewing out a blood arrow several meters long, and the whole person covered his chest and shrank in mid-air.

Zhang Chi was injured, which made all the sword cultivators of the Tianyuan Sword Sect stand on the spot. Facing Ye Feng, who defeated Zhang Chi in an instant, these sword cultivators didn't even have the courage to fight, and they retreated to the rear one after another.

"Run!" out of the eleven, I don't know who let out a scream first. Then everyone scattered and fled.

The speed at which they escaped was extremely fast, but the speed at which Ye Feng transformed into a clone was even faster. The ten fingers pinched one after another, and in an instant, eleven Ye Feng's clones appeared in the void, flying in all directions, blocking in front of the group of Sword Sect powerhouses.

The strength of this group of Sword Sect powerhouses is mostly above and below the fourth-level and fifth-level Sword Sect, and they can't be compared with Ye Feng at all. As Ye Feng's clone stood in front of them, his palm slapped, and a strong air flow gushed out, and those sword cultivators were driven to the position before they fled.

"I didn't speak, who would dare to escape?" Ye Feng shouted in a deep voice.

Eyes fell on the woman in black whose body was shaking, seeing that the body of the woman in black was trembling and she was about to faint at any time, Ye Feng's eyes were cold, and he waved his palm fiercely, controlling the sword of vitality in the void and slashing at many sword cultivators.

"Boom, boom, boom......" A series of explosions rang out from the void.

The body protection vitality of the eleven sword cultivators was all shattered by the sword light. Not only that, Ye Feng, who had already moved his murderous intent, directly controlled the long sword, and twisted all the bodies of the eleven sword cultivators into minced meat.

In the void, a large pool of rich blood was scattered in all directions. Sensing that Ye Feng had killed all the masters of his own family in a single breath, Zhang Chi, who had already lost most of his combat power, couldn't help but feel a burst of turmoil.

"You can't kill me, Ye Feng, if you kill me, the Heavenly Source Sword Sect will definitely take revenge on you endlessly. Seeing Ye Feng approaching step by step, Zhang Chi shouted hysterically.

His roar was very sharp, and even had a hint of the ability to stir people's hearts, but Ye Feng was not affected by his emotions at all, and still came to him with a firm step.

"Revenge? In the past, I was not afraid of the retaliation of your six great sword sects, but now I am still afraid? Zhang Chi, the fault is that you should not attack my friend, anyone who dares to hurt my friend must pay off the debt with his life!" Ye Feng raised his palm, and a long sword with a whole red body appeared in his hand again.

As soon as the Yan Yan Spirit Sword appeared in the void, a rolling heat wave comparable to a magma mountain fire immediately surged in all directions.

The heat wave burned Zhang Chi's clothes, turning his hair and beard to ashes. In Zhang Chi's horrified gaze, he watched as the long sword sank into his chest inch by inch, causing his heart to burn.

The flabby body is incinerated inch by inch like the ice and snow of the scorching sun. In just two breaths, the entire body of a generation of Sword Venerable powerhouses was turned into ashes, and not even a trace of intact bones was left.

After killing Zhang Chi, Yan Yan's spirit sword disappeared into Ye Feng's palm inch by inch in his body.

After the Yan Yan Spirit Sword disappeared, Ye Feng waved his palm and released a wisp of fresh wind, blowing away all the heat waves in the surrounding air.

Coming to the woman in black, Ye Feng reached out and grabbed the arm of the woman in black.

Looking at the slightly panicked eyes of the woman in black, Ye Feng said with some heartache: "Do I call you Chen Fuping, the Scattered Flower Heroine, or do I call you Lianqiao?" Why did you go so carelessly to provoke a behemoth like the Tianyuan Sword Sect and put yourself in such a dangerous situation. ”

Ye Feng's words were not without resentment, but anyone could feel a strong concern in his words. Finding that Ye Feng actually knew that she was Lianqiao, the woman in black was shocked.

She opened her mouth to say something, but after her nerves relaxed, the sharp pain in her body made her snort.

Lianqiao's body staggered and fell into Ye Feng's arms. Sensing that Ye Feng was holding herself steadily, she could no longer control the emotions suppressed in her heart, and couldn't help but sobbed softly.

Bright tears rolled down her eyes like autumn water, and in the blink of an eye, a large area of the veil covering her face was soaked.

Looking at Lianqiao, whose body was constantly spasming because of the pain, the softness in Ye Feng's heart seemed to have been pricked by a needle.

He no longer spoke, but picked up the lotus and flew towards the abyss at a speed like a streamer.

Inside the abyss, there are still strange rocks, full of rocks and dust. It's just that unlike in the past, there is an extra abyss of a weak woman, adding a little extra spring and warmth in the cold and killing atmosphere.

There is Ye Feng's Earth Emperor's qi almost demonic healing speed, and in just one day, Lianqiao's injuries have completely recovered.

Lianqiao, who woke up from her slumber, did not rush to get up, but secretly looked at the terrain here, and her bright eyes were full of surprise.

"In the past few years, has Ye Feng been cultivating in such a place?" quietly looked at Ye Feng, who was meditating on his knees not far away, and a soft color flashed in Lianqiao's eyes.

Reaching out and gently grabbing the coat that Ye Feng had covered her body, she couldn't help but sniff hard, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Are you awake?" Ye Feng, who was still meditating, suddenly turned around and asked.

Unguarded, Lian Qiao instinctively closed her eyes quickly, but immediately felt that it seemed inappropriate to do so.

She opened her eyes with a blushing face, sat up from the ground, and reached out to hand her clothes back to Ye Feng.

Looking at Ye Feng's face, which was more handsome than before, she suddenly felt her heart beat faster, and her vitality was uncontrollable, scurrying around in her body.

"Don't use your vitality, although your external injuries are good, there are old wounds in your body that have not healed. Your meridians were already severely damaged after cultivating Wanqing Gong. Although you have adventures to contain the onset of injuries, once you lose too much vitality, it will also worsen the damage to the meridians. ”

"But don't worry, I've planted a trace of vitality in your body at this time. As long as you survive this period of time, after those vital energies have dissolved in your body, you will no longer suffer from meridian damage in this life. Ye Feng said softly, picked up his shirt, and gently draped it on Lianqiao's body.

Because the black veil covering her face was removed, Lianqiao's face was completely exposed to the outside world. After not seeing her for several years, Lianqiao not only showed no signs of aging, but her original immature face added a little bit of the delicacy and charm of a mature woman.

Hearing that his meridians had been completely cured, Lianqiao was stunned for a while. After a long tea time, she covered her face and cried bitterly.

Ye Feng's fate has been bumpy in his life, and he has experienced countless winds and waves, but this is not the case with Lianqiao. Compared with what happened to Ye Feng, Lian Qiao has endured no less suffering in her life.

Just because his skills were exhausted and he was forced to re-cultivate, Lianqiao experienced it twice. And she is even more unfortunate than Ye Feng, Ye Feng, as a man, protects his lover and friends with his broad shoulders. And she, the person she loves deeply, has a heart to belong to, and the young lady who wants to serve her all her life also died tragically in front of her many years ago.

This cry is not a weak woman's lament for her fate. Just like now, she could feel the change in Ye Feng's state, but with this change alone, could she hug Ye Feng tightly in her arms.

She couldn't forget the night she handed over her innocent body to Ye Feng, the name that Ye Feng called in her whisper. She knew very well that Ye Feng was not love for her, but more guilt and gratitude, and this was not what she wanted to get and hold onto.

Lian Qiao buried her head and cried bitterly, while Ye Feng stood quietly in place, not knowing how to comfort her.

What can Ye Feng say, what can he do? Could it be to tell Lianqiao to accept her sister from now on, if he really said this, it was not to appease, but to rub salt on Lianqiao's heart, which was already full of wounds.

If Ye Feng was not very mature in dealing with emotional matters in the past, then after the battle of Taigang Sword Sect and the night before the Battle of Futu Mountain, his handling of feelings has also tended to mature.

After all, that night, he had transformed from a youth into a man. If a man does not take responsibility when he should be responsible, how can he be worthy to be a man?

"Lianqiao, I ......"

"Ye Feng, I ......"

Ye Feng was just about to speak, but Lianqiao also raised his head. The two of them could hear the words they said at this time, they were exactly the same, they were all stunned for a moment, and then Lian Qiao burst into tears and laughed, and Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh lightly.

"You talk about ...... first"

"You talk about ...... first"

Again, in unison, the two men said the same thing again. This time the two men didn't laugh, but looked at each other, and they both saw in each other's eyes a soft color that was enough to melt the ice.