As the time passed for the two to fight, Yang Zhong's dull and wooden eyes finally had a hint of clarity.

"You...... Be...... Small...... Quiet! ”

Yang Zhong even degraded the function of speaking, but at this moment, he was still instinctive, recognizing the young man in front of him who looked seven points similar to him.

"Father, it's a child! The child has come to your rescue. ”

Both father and son's voices trembled a little.

"Impossible! His memory, his body, everything, had already degenerated, how could he remember......"

"Xia Yuan, a cold-blooded animal like you who has never experienced family affection, I can't imagine in this life how powerful family affection is."

Yang Feng said sarcastically.

But the clarity that Yang Zhong had just regained became dull, sluggish, and numb again.

The pupils that were supposed to be black are now dark green again.

"Haha! I forgot to tell you that the death qi I injected into him came from me, so he was at my disposal, and even if he regained his senses, he still couldn't betray me. ”

Xia Yuan, looking at Yang Zhong, who had regained his formidity, smiled at Yang Feng.

"You, so despicable!"

"Despicable? Thanks for the compliment! ”

Xia Yuan's expression was just saying, I'm just despicable, what can you do with me?

Do you have what it takes to kill me?

"Hey, hey! Keep staging, father and son cannibalism! ”

And Yang Zhong seemed to have received some kind of instruction, and his body became uncontrollable.

"Ann...... Child...... Fast...... Walk! ”

Yang Zhong was exhausted in his heart at the moment, but when the words came to his mouth, they became word by word.

But these four short words seemed to exhaust all the strength of his body.

"Father! Xia Yuan, you take your life! ”

Yang Feng desperately fought towards Xia Yuan.

And Xia Yuan seemed to have expected all this a long time ago.

The dead air on his body became fiery.

The sword intent sapling in Yang Feng's dantian area also condensed a wisp of sword intent.

This sword intent, through the meridians, eventually passed through his palm.

Got into the sword he held,

The Burning Sun Sword, after being eroded by this wisp of sword intent, the sword body was bright, as if it was re-opening.

This sword, infused with Yang Feng, a small sapling of sword intent, is now condensed into the only wisp of sword intent.

At this time, Yang Feng seemed to have regained the feeling of being in another world, and he was "heart-to-heart" with a sword.

"Thoughts" are present in everyone, just like the breath that people breathe every day.

Sword, not only sword energy, but also sword intent.

Qi is only nothing, invisible to the eye, but real.

And the meaning is the connection between the mind of the person and the sword.

The sword feels the meaning of man, and man understands the meaning of the sword.

The power of the will is greater than the qi.

Meaning can be concrete, but qi cannot.

Yang closed his eyes, and he saw another world.

A world of swords.

Observe, the "idea" of the sword.

It was a place full of darkness and no light.

But there is a little firefly, always jumping, illuminating the world shrouded in endless darkness with its faint light.

Sword Intent!

Condensed into a substantial sword intent.

Crashed towards Xia Yuan.

Look at everything.

"Yang An, when your sword falls, it's not just me who dies."

The fear on Xia Yuan's face subsided.

Calm was restored.

And Yang Feng's sword stopped less than three inches away from Xia Yuan.

This sword, for the sake of the father.

He cannot fall, nor can he bear to fall.

"Hahaha! Yang An, why do you bother? As long as you hand over the art of immortality, I will spare your father. ”

"I'll say it one last time, I don't have any immortality."

"You didn't? You don't have the art of immortality, how do you control the flying sword, and how do you break through the tenth realm? ”

Xia Yuan asked out loud.

"The Tenth Realm?"

Yang Feng suddenly understood, controlling the flying sword, only one person had done it, and demonstrated it.

Or to be precise, only that person's sword qi can control the flying sword, and even Yang Feng is a sword intent seed that was condensed by accident under a mistake.

This may be the legacy of Dugu's defeat.

Until now, Yang Feng didn't understand whether the sword qi that helped him condense into a sword intent seed belonged to the Sword Demon Dugu Defeated Heaven, or the Sword Demon Dugu Defeated Heaven, it was really his own talent to break through the ninth realm and enter the tenth realm before he comprehended the sword qi.

Otherwise, now from Yang Feng's point of view, he wouldn't feel any sword qi at all.

There are ten thousand qi in this world, but only the sword qi is missing.

This cuts off people's practice on the path of the sword.

If you don't even have the most basic sword qi, you will be even more raised with sword intent.

"Believe it or not, anyway, Lao Tzu doesn't have the immortality technique you want."

Xia Yuan had been looking at Yang Feng, he thought that Yang Feng and Yang Zhong had not seen each other for more than twenty years, and their relationship would fade.

Unexpectedly, the other party was actually such a person who values love and righteousness.

At the moment, maybe Yang Fengzhong really doesn't have the art of immortality.

You must know that Xia Yuan is a well-informed person, and the art of immortality can fly to the sky and stay forever.

"Your own swordsmanship, give it to me."

Xia Yuan could only retreat to the next best thing.

"Want swordsmanship? Let my father go first, and release the control of him, otherwise, don't blame me for destroying you! ”

Yang Feng threatened.

"It's not impossible to let your father go, it's just that you have to hand over the swordsmanship to me first, and wait for me to check it, otherwise who knows if you are fooling me with that scroll of swordsmanship?"

Xia Yuan said seriously.

"Huh! Help my father's control be lifted first, otherwise, let you bury my father with me, your life and my father's life, whose life is more precious, you think about it yourself. ”

Yang Feng asked Xia Yuan to release control first, and if he wanted to rescue his father, the first thing he had to do was to restore his father's clarity.

"Okay, if you dare to lie to me, your father will only be a barbarian in this life."

Xia Yuan had no choice but to agree to Yang Feng.

It was really his desperate desire to obtain the art of immortality.

Get rid of the dead qi in the body and prolong the life of yourself, otherwise his body, on the surface, is infinitely energetic.

In fact, inside, it has long been necrotic.

There are still five years left to live.

"Humph! My father's death is all due to you, and you still have the face to say? ”

"I'll count three, we'll hand over the person with one hand, and deliver the delivery with the other."

"Okay."

Xia Yuan didn't think about it.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

Three times fell, Yang Feng threw the sword technique to Xia Yuan, and Xia Yuan also released his control over Yang Zhong and pushed Yang Zhong to Yang Feng's side.

"Father, the child is unfilial, and you have suffered."

Yang Feng knelt on one knee.

"Start...... Come ......"

Yang Zhong spoke like a robot.

The words are not clear, and they are intermittent.

And the root of all these evils is caused by death.

Yang Feng left with Yang Zhong on his back.

Xia Yuan, who had obtained his own swordsmanship, looked at the back of Yang Feng's father and son leaving, and the corners of his mouth showed a touch of playfulness.

It's been a long time since I've come across something so interesting.

In fact, Xia Yuan was so easy to release from Yang Zhong's control, and he also had his own wishful thinking.

He is now confused about the art of immortality, Yang Feng wants to save his father, and he must find a way to dissolve the death qi in his father Yang Zhong's body.

Xia Yuan also left some small means on Yang Zhong's body so that he could follow Yang Feng at any time.

"Earth slaves, human slaves, come with me."

In this prison, there are three people who are dead and strong except for Yang Zhong.

The three slaves of heaven, earth and man.

These three slaves were the test subjects that Xia Yuan specially made in order to study the death qi.

Of the hundreds of prisoners in this prison, only Yang Zhong's physique has mutated.

Some people died, but not completely......