Ye Feng did not rush forward to snatch it, but stood in the distance, carefully watching the movements of the group of sword cultivators.

He found that every time a batch of swords was successfully cast, a sword cultivator would come to the front of the oven and throw a black elixir-like object into the molten iron.

More than half an hour passed, and another batch of swords was successfully cast. When the sword cultivator who threw the pill was about to throw it into the oven with the pill, a faint shadow flashed in front of him, and then the pill in his hand disappeared.

The sword cultivator was stunned for a moment, and then let out a burst of exclamations: "There are assassins, there are assassins. ”

Jian Xiu's shout made the sword cultivators around him who were surrounded in the Dan furnace panic. At the same time, the sword cultivator who was in charge of guarding this place in the cave also heard the shouts and quickly rushed to the vicinity of the oven.

In the blink of an eye, the huge cave was crowded with dozens of sword cultivators. Although there were a large number of people coming, the one with the highest strength among them was only the eighth-level Sword Sect.

With the perception of this group of people, it was impossible to find Ye Feng hidden in the air at all. After everyone shouted and screamed for a while, they saw that there was nothing abnormal in the cave, and then they dispersed.

At the ceiling of the cave, Ye Feng hung upside down on the top of the ceiling like a bat. Holding the black pill in front of him and looking at it, the more clearly he saw it, the more gloomy his face became.

This is not a pill, but a rare soul bead refined from a human soul. Although the consciousness of the soul had been erased at this time, with Ye Feng's perception, it was still easy to distinguish that this bead should be condensed by the soul of a man in his thirties.

"What a cruel method, it actually uses human souls to refine weapons. Ye Feng said secretly in his heart.

Just now, he thought that the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect had mastered some kind of magical spirit casting technique, but now it seemed that what they had mastered was nothing more than an evil technique of refining swords with living souls.

The most difficult thing to form a rank sword is the aura attached to the sword. If the sword is refined by Luo Hu, the blood of the five animals will be used to quench the sword, so as to achieve the purpose of increasing the aura of the sword. And using the soul to refine the sword, Luo Hu is not unable to do it, but he disdains to do it.

No one's life is priceless, and no one has the right to forcibly deprive it, let alone take the soul of another person just to refine weapons.

According to the estimate, Ye Feng roughly calculated that every time the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect sword cultivator refined ten spirit swords, it would cost a wisp of human soul. Looking at the more than six hundred swords placed in the corner of the cave wall, Ye Feng's eyes burst out with a cold glow.

Six hundred swords meant that more than sixty innocent people died tragically in the hands of the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect. Ye Feng never expected that such a famous sect as the Longyun Sword Sect would do such a cruel and unscrupulous thing in order to achieve its goal.

Seeing that sword cultivator holding a human soul again, wanting to discard it in the oven, Ye Feng's heart rose with endless killing power.

His figure flashed, and immediately turned into a thin light line, and quickly rushed towards the oven.

The moment he came to the sword cultivator's side, his big hand grabbed the void and directly grabbed the sword cultivator and threw it into the oven.

"Hiss", a burst of air with a rich smell of burning, rose from the oven. Those sword cultivators who were sitting on the ground, ready to inject vitality into the furnace, couldn't help but have a look of horror in their eyes when they saw their companions flying into the depths of the furnace inexplicably.

They got up and wanted to flee, but before they could react, Ye Feng's body had already come to them.

The palm of his palm suddenly spit out, and a mighty strong energy fluctuation like a heavenly river hanging upside down gushed out, directly blowing those Sword Emperors and Sword Sect powerhouses into the air.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang ......" The sound of several objects falling into the water sounded one after another, and among the dozens of sword cultivators, nearly half of them were directly involved in the hot oven, and their bodies were instantly melted by molten iron.

Not only that, but those sword cultivators who didn't fall into the oven also hit the oven with their bodies. With the thickness of their body surface protective vitality, they could not withstand the high temperature of thousands of degrees on the surface of the oven, and their bodies instantly vaporized into a cloud of flying smoke.

Dozens of sword cultivators were all killed in the blink of an eye, and only a man about forty years old remained, standing in place in shock.

Ye Feng didn't kill this person, it was a living mouth that he deliberately left. He wanted to know how many evil things the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect had done in the outside world in addition to the mountain peaks here.

In the void, Ye Feng's figure gradually appeared. When the sword cultivator who was standing in place saw Ye Feng's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but take a few steps back in fright.

"Leaf ...... Ye Feng ......," the sword cultivator shouted in fear. Instinctively, he reached out and touched the long sword, but before his palm touched the hilt, Ye Feng's body was close to him like a ghost, and his palm pinched his neck.

"If you dare to play tricks, those people will be your fate. Ye Feng said coldly.

Seeing that the sword cultivator nodded, he asked in a deep voice, "How much time have you been refining swords here, and how many rank swords have you refined?"

Feeling that Ye Feng's arm was imprisoning all his strength, the sword cultivator was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were cracked. He didn't dare to hide anything, and quickly confessed everything he knew.

This cave is an iron ore vein discovered by the Longyun Sword Sect decades ago, and after decades of mining, the ore inside the mountain has been excavated.

About two months ago, Long Xiangyu sent someone to secretly place such a furnace here, and let Long Wugongzi personally take charge of refining swords here.

This sword cultivator told Ye Feng that all the living souls were collected by the fifth prince of the dragon alone. At present, the soul of sword refining has been almost consumed, and the fifth prince of Long has gone to the city of Qiufeng Country to collect the soul.

"Who is the Fifth Master of Long?" Ye Feng asked.

The sword cultivator shook his head and responded, "I don't know who the fifth prince of Long is. I only knew that he had only come to the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect three months ago, and had been accepted as a righteous son by the Dragon Sect Master. ”

"Then how many rank swords have you refined in two months?" Ye Feng asked again.

"Five thousand...... Oh no, seven thousand handles. A month ago, Long Wugongzi had returned to the Longyun Sword Sect once and brought back more than 5,000 swords, and a few days ago, he took away more than 2,000 swords. Now, the remaining swords here are only the amount refined in the last three days. Jian Xiu replied nervously.

At the entrance of the cave, there was a rush of footsteps, and it was clear that the guards were also aware of the anomalies in the cave.

Sensing that those sword cultivators would have three breaths at most, they would rush here, Ye Feng's eyes were cold, his palm shook suddenly, and he directly pinched the neck of the sword cultivator and threw it into the oven.

The moment he turned around, Ye Feng's left and right hands already had two more swords. The crimson sword he held in his right hand was the Yan Yan Spirit Sword, while the one Ye Feng held in his left hand was the Shen Le Spirit Sword.

While Ye Feng was preparing for battle, Xiao Bai also flew into the air, making all preparations. Within its furry claws, five sharp claws as sharp as a sword popped out.

Without waiting for Ye Feng to make a move, its body suddenly ejected out, and it went straight to meet those sword cultivators who rushed in.

"Hiss......" There was a soft sound, and Xiao Bai's claws directly tore the throat of a Sword Emperor powerhouse to pieces.

When those sword cultivators saw Xiao Bai, they were all stunned for a moment, and then they all brandished their weapons and slashed at Xiao Bai's body.

There was a crisp sound, and when those long swords were about to land beside Xiao Bai, a red sword shot from the oblique thorn. At the same time, the sword light swept through the void, and the arc-shaped sword light spread out, instantly causing dozens of people to be cut in half at the same time.

"Little Yezi, you're too ruthless. Didn't you say okay, leave the murder to me?" Xiao Bai looked at the dead corpses on the ground, his eyes full of shame.

Seeing that Xiaobai was angry that he couldn't kill someone, Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

He pointed to the vast wilderness outside the cave and said, "Little one, what are you anxious about?" I'll just leave these shrimp soldiers and crabs to me, and you're going to deal with the reinforcements that are coming. Now you go outside the cave and get ready for battle, according to my investigation, a hundred miles away, there is at least a sword cultivation team composed of a hundred people, who is rushing to this place, don't you want to kill a good time, those people will be handed over to you. ”

Hearing that Ye Feng said that someone from the outside world was coming to send him to death, Xiao Bai was excited. It didn't even say hello to Ye Feng, it rushed out of the cave like a fly, and rushed directly in the direction where the person came.

After Xiao Bai left, Ye Feng reached out and patted the sword body of Yan Yan's spirit sword, and said, "Yan Yan, that oven will be handed over to you to deal with." Remember, whether it is molten iron or an oven, do not leave even a single bit. ”

Yan Yan's spirit sword was crimson, as if there were countless fire-filled blades, and a sly smiling face appeared.

With a "whoosh", the Yan Yan Spirit Sword flew out and hit the surface of the oven directly.

There was a loud bang, and the oven was smashed by Yan Yan. Before the molten iron splashed inside, the fragments of the furnace body flew away, and Yan Yan turned into a flying hong, flying up and down in an instant, directly using its own heat to evaporate the molten iron, and twist the fragments of the oven into iron powder.

On the side of the room, Ye Feng came to the place where the sword was stacked, reached out and took a sword into the palm of his hand.

Without opening the Pupil of Hope, he clearly judged that this sword was a veritable power-level wood-based sword.

The palm of his hand touched the sword, and all the aura in the sword was sucked into his body, and the sword turned directly into iron filings after a buzzing tremor.

After making sure that these swords refined using human souls did not affect his own absorption, Ye Feng's heart moved slightly, and he had already thought of an idea to use the way of others to govern his body.

Didn't the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect always use the Living Soul to refine the sword, then he could also use the same method to deal with the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect.

In the next step, he had to find Long Wu, who had mastered the art of soul dementoring, learn the technique, and then when he killed the disciples of the Dragon Cloud Sword Sect in the future, he would refine all the souls for future sword refining.