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Walking and stopping along the way, Ye Feng took the terrain and landforms of the places he passed through into his eyes and remembered them in his heart.

He found that along the way, there were more than a dozen suitable places for ambushes. However, every time he saw those terrains and landforms, he would have a hunch in his heart that Nie Hatshui would never ambush people here.

This was a mysterious and mysterious feeling, and Ye Feng didn't know why he had such a premonition.

He always had a feeling that since Nie Hatshui was an extremely arrogant person, he would never give the people of the Lishui Sword Sect a chance to escape after setting up an ambush.

After walking for an hour, Ye Feng came to a gentle slope of a mountain full of jagged and strange rocks in the forest.

Standing at the foot of the gentle slope, looking at the strange rocks on the hillside, Ye Feng's heart moved, and his eyes burst out with fierce murderous intent.

If it is a trial disciple, in order to find the sect master's token, he will never give up searching this area. Set up an ambush here, and the boulders will not only hide the ambushers' tracks, but also block the view of those who enter the place.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's movements became softened. He carefully observed the foothills for a long time before leaning towards the inconspicuous ramp on the side of the foothills.

When he was about to step on the foot of the mountain, Ye Feng pulled out the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword.

He walked cautiously, hiding his tracks, while listening intently to the movements around him.

With the strength of a sixth-level swordsman, being able to hear a strange sound within a radius of five hundred meters is already a remarkable achievement.

But Ye Feng is different, he who cultivates the Heaven Devouring Decision is already a freak, his hearing is not only far superior to that of swordsmen of the same level, but even some swordsmen cannot compare with him.

As he listened to the sounds around him with all his energy, a strange picture came to his mind.

It was a colorless atlas, and the sound seemed to turn into characters, converging into a gray-white picture in his mind.

In the picture, he clearly saw a swordsman lurking behind a boulder not far ahead.

He couldn't judge the swordsman's strength from his breath, but he could feel the sound of the flow of vitality in the swordsman's body.

Ye Feng didn't know that at this moment, he had actually fallen into an extremely mysterious state.

In the eyes of those masters above the sword master, this state is called the ethereal realm.

Every time Jian Xiu enters the ethereal realm, it is an extremely rare opportunity. As long as you grasp this opportunity, the strength of sword cultivation will be greatly improved.

Lan Yunting, the most famous Sword Emperor powerhouse in the history of the Lishui Sword Sect, had entered the Ethereal Realm three times in his life, and it was these three extremely critical realizations that made him walk in front of many cultivators and become the strongest person in the Lishui Sword Sect and even the Yin Shang Kingdom.

If the sword cultivator falls into the ethereal realm, his body will fit perfectly with heaven and earth. At this moment, not only the vitality in the body will be used by them, but the aura in the air will also be at their disposal.

For sword cultivation, the stronger the strength, the more Yuan Qi can be deployed, and the more benefits the realization will bring to the body.

However, from ancient times to the present, there has never been anyone like Ye Feng, who has entered the realization of the ethereal realm just by relying on the strength of a sixth-level swordsman.

As the images that emerged in his mind expanded more and more, the vitality in Ye Feng's body also became lively.

The restless vitality was like a surging tide, spurting out from his dantian and flowing through his limbs, bringing extremely powerful strength to his body.

After observing enough tea time, Ye Feng had already determined that this place was the place where Nie Hatshui and the others were ambushed.

Not only were there more than a dozen Illusion Sect disciples hiding behind the boulder in front of him, but near a boulder at the top of the hillside, there were two extremely powerful spiritual fluctuations, releasing powerful pressure.

"Could it be that Nie hates that the water is hidden on the top of the hillside?" Ye Feng quietly pondered in his heart.

After a moment's hesitation, he injected all the restless vitality in his body into his eyes.

The pupil of hope opened, and all the scenes in front of Ye Feng's eyes changed to black and white.

In the world of black and white, everything of the grade bloomed with a faint white mist, even if it was blocked by boulders, these mist were still clearly revealed in front of Ye Feng.

There are more than 30 huge strange rocks on the hillside, and every ten meters away, there will be a trace of pale white gas steaming up from behind the boulders.

Discovering these white gases, Rao is Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Compared to the Lishui Sword Sect, the equipment of the disciples of the Illusion Sect is indeed much better. Ye Feng found that all the dormant Illusion Sect disciples were actually equipped with low-level weapons.

After discovering everyone's hiding place, Ye Feng began to calculate in his mind how to start.

After his repeated calculations, he finally boldly finalized a plan.

After a little pranayama, his figure galloped like lightning towards the road he had come, reached the bottom of the gentle slope, and from another angle, quickly climbed towards the gentle slope.

Ahead are three scattered boulders. According to the Pupil of Wangqi and the Ethereal Realm, Ye Feng was told that there was a disciple who used a water-attribute long sword lurking here.

When he was about to reach the vicinity of the boulder, Ye Feng jumped and fell into the dead corner between the three boulders.

As soon as his figure stopped, the Illusion Sect disciple sensed something abnormal around him and poked his head out.

"Poof", there was a muffled sound, and a blue electric light hit the center of the Shapeless Sect's disciple's eyebrows.

The Illusion Sect disciple didn't even see what was happening in front of him, and a fist-sized hole was blasted out of the center of his brow by the thunder light.

The body of the disciple of the Illusion Sect fell to the ground. At the moment when his body was about to fall to the ground, Ye Feng suddenly jumped in front of him and grabbed his body.

After waving his hand to cover the forehead of the Illusion Sect disciple with ice and snow, Ye Feng quickly peeled off the silver-white clothes on his body.

After putting it on his body, he casually picked up the long sword on the ground, opened the suction power of his whole body, and sucked the energy contained in this low-level long sword of the water attribute rank into his body.

Ye Feng, who was still in the ethereal realm, had a significant change in his body.

Usually there is no hour, absolutely unable to absorb clean energy, in less than a stick of incense, it is absorbed cleanly.

Moreover, as the energy poured into his body, the vortex and the small Five Elements Sword Formation in his dantian began to quickly absorb and refine the external energy.

By the time the blade of the long sword turned into iron filings and scattered on the ground, his dantian had already refined all its energy.

Ye Feng was pleased to find that under the successive absorption of yesterday and today, his strength seemed to have a breakthrough portent, his body was like a thin film, as long as the film was pierced, he would be upgraded to a seventh-level swordsman.

After refining the energy inside the long sword, Ye Feng quickly dug a pit in the snow and buried the corpse of the Illusion Sect disciple in it.

After covering up all the flaws, he stood up, did not hide his tracks, and walked straight to the back of another boulder more than ten meters away from his side.

Behind the boulder, a Transfiguration Sect disciple was napping against the stone wall.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the Transfiguration Sect disciple opened his eyes vigilantly.

"Who?" the Transfiguration Sect disciple scolded.

His voice fell, and only then did he see a silver-white shirt appear in front of him.

Due to the fact that he was hidden behind the stone wall and his body was sitting very low, this Illusion Sect disciple was not able to see Ye Feng's face at the first time.

Seeing the clothes of his fellow disciples, this Illusion Sect disciple breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at the moment when his body and mind relaxed, the figure that was still five meters away suddenly came to him, with a long sword in his hand, straight to his throat.

A puddle of blood sprayed out of the throat of the Illusion Sect disciple, and at the moment of death, the Illusion Sect disciple's eyes widened, and his eyes looked at Ye Feng, full of incredulity and disbelief.

This ambush location was the best place that several disciples of the Transfiguration Sect had discussed and calculated.

Even to death, this Illusion Sect disciple couldn't understand how someone could quietly enter this place without alerting anyone.

After killing this Illusion Sect disciple, Ye Feng was not insatiable enough to continue to absorb the energy inside the sword.

He knew very well that his strength seemed to be about to break through and upgrade. Instead of allowing himself to break through and upgrade and enter the uncontrollable seventh-level swordsman realm, it is better to stay in the familiar sixth-level swordsman realm and give full play to his strongest strength.

Ye Feng put the opponent's weapon behind his back, and quietly marched into the distance with the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword.

Less than five meters forward, his body froze suddenly, and then his feet suddenly swooped forward.

Not far ahead, a Shapeshift Sect disciple was looking at Ye Feng with wide eyes and stunned.

Seeing Ye Feng rushing towards him quickly, this Illusion Sect disciple let out an exclamation and swung his sword at Ye Feng.

In the void, a sword light transformed into the image of a lion.

Unlike the Illusion Sect disciple that Ye Feng had killed, the image of the lion that this disciple had transformed was obviously not as solid as that disciple.

With a bang, the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword slashed on the image of the lion, which was obviously a whole image, but under the fierce slash of the sword light, it shattered, and finally turned into a piece of scattered streamer.

"Someone ......" The shout from the mouth of the Transfiguration Sect disciple stopped abruptly, and he was shocked to find that the lion illusion he had released could not resist the opponent's long sword. At this moment, the opponent's long sword had already penetrated his chest.

The shouts on the hillside alarmed the Illusion Sect disciples who were hiding nearby.

At the top of the hillside, a figure leaped out like lightning. The man who waited to rise in the air couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the vision in front of him.

"Bold!" the figure let out a loud shout.

Like a big bird, with the momentum of the volley, the long sword in his hand suddenly rolled towards Ye Feng's body.

In the void, an image of an eagle falcon appears out of thin air. Not only is this graphic as real as the real thing, but it also makes a series of obedient chirps.

Feeling the majesty of the eagle falcon pattern, Ye Feng's complexion changed suddenly.

He didn't meet the enemy head-on, but kicked the corpse of the Shapeless Sect disciple on the opposite side away, and then quickly ran down the mountain.

On the gentle slope, dozens of figures appeared at the same time.

Seeing Ye Feng, these Shape-shifting Sect disciples burst out of their mouths at the same time, and then swung their swords at the same time to attack Ye Feng.

In the void, more than a dozen long swords were intertwined into a huge net.

This impermeable sword net blocked every inch of space in front of and behind Ye Feng.

Seeing that he could not escape, Ye Feng's eyes showed a trace of cunning that had succeeded in his scheme, and instead of retreating, he advanced and faced the swordsman who was obviously strong opposite.

"Nie hates water, accept your life!" Ye Feng shouted loudly, his arm waved suddenly, and he released the strongest blow he had ever learned—the Water Splitting Sword Style!