Ye Xingchen and the Martial King fought against more than 100 moves, and steadily gained the upper hand.

"Wind Shadow, Seven Star Steps!"

Ye Xingchen condensed his spiritual power, and instantly performed a strange step, and his figure disappeared in place like a ghost.

The Martial King powerhouse couldn't figure out Ye Xingchen's specific location at all, and he was stunned for a while, unable to attack.

"Sunset, lore!"

With Ye Xingchen shouting, two violent rays of light shone and attacked towards the masked man.

"Heavenly Evil Palm Method!"

The masked man did not choose to defend in the face of Ye Xingchen's attack, but also used a powerful martial art head-on.

The collision between the martial arts, not surprisingly, Ye Xingchen's martial arts had the upper hand.

After the two sides fought for an hour, Ye Xingchen's Longquan sword was successfully placed on the masked man's neck.

"I'm defeated." The masked man said in a hoarse voice.

"You go, I don't want to kill you." Ye Xingchen said calmly.

"You won't kill me? You know, I'm going to kill you, and I'm going to attack you. The masked man said in surprise.

"Manly men are talking, you can go." Ye Xingchen said casually.

Immediately, Ye Xingchen put away the Longquan Sword and strode towards the ninth-level formation scroll.

"Subordinate sword slave, see master." The masked man suddenly knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"You don't need to worship me as a master, and I don't need a sword slave." Ye Xingchen bluntly refused.

Ye Xingchen needs a strong man by his side, but the strength of the mask man is too low, and Ye Xingchen doesn't like his style of doing things.

Therefore, Ye Xingchen was reluctant to take the masked man with him, let alone ask him to be a sword slave.

"I swore to God that whoever can break into this place and defeat me, I will worship him as my master." The masked man said firmly.

"Not interested." Ye Xingchen still refused.

"Since you don't like me, then it's no fun for me to live."

As he spoke, the masked man put the sword on his neck, ready to wipe his neck directly in front of Ye Xingchen.

"You are stupid, ants still spare their lives, you don't care about your own lives so much?" Ye Xingchen kicked the masked man's sword away with his backhand, and said a little angrily.

Immediately, the masked man took his mask off.

After Ye Xingchen saw the true face of the masked man, his brows frowned slightly, but he had no extra expression.

"You're not afraid of me?" The masked man looked at Ye Xingchen and said with some surprise.

The masked man's face is full of sword marks, and as for why there are so many sword marks, perhaps only the masked man himself knows.

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Ye Xingchen sneered and asked rhetorically.

"Don't you think I'm ugly?" The masked man said with some inferiority.

"Looks don't mean everything, and the world has always been about force, has it?" Ye Xingchen said lightly.

"I can help you get the scroll, but I have one condition." The masked man said.

"Oh? You mean there's still a mechanism there? Ye Xingchen asked with interest.

"Naturally, and only I can crack this mechanism." The masked man said.

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen looked at the masked man suspiciously, and nodded helplessly.

"Take me out, let me follow you, whatever you want." The masked man said expectantly.

In fact, Ye Xingchen didn't know that the age of the masked man was only about twenty.

As for why he is here, it seems that even he does not know.

He's been here since he's been conscious, anyway.

"Okay, I promised you." Ye Xingchen nodded helplessly and said.

Seeing that Ye Xingchen agreed, the masked man looked happy, and immediately flew towards the ninth-level formation scroll.

Afterwards, Ye Xingchen saw that the masked man easily cracked an esoteric formation and successfully obtained the ninth-level formation scroll.

"Master, here you go." The masked man looked at Ye Xingchen happily and handed the scroll to Ye Xingchen.

"Don't call me master in the future, call me big brother." Ye Xingchen said with a smile.

Ye Xingchen treats his own people, which is extremely good and protective.

"Big brother, please take the scroll." The masked man then changed his words.

"What's your name?" Ye Xingchen put the ninth-level formation scroll into the storage ring, and immediately asked.

"I don't have a name, and for as long as I can remember, I've been cultivating here alone." The masked man said sadly.

"Then your name is Ye Feng." Ye Xingchen said with a smile.

"Okay, I like the name, haha, I have a name too." Ye Feng said with a happy smile, like a child.

Ye Xingchen got the ninth-level formation scroll, and he didn't rush into it to explore the treasure again, but subdued the puppets of the peak of the three martial kings.

After subduing the puppet, Ye Xingchen walked out towards the outside of the palace.

This time when he went out, Ye Xingchen did not meet anyone from the four major sects.

Walking out of the cave, Ye Xingchen saw that the old man and the Snowy Heavenly Lion were still waiting at the end of the tiny iron chain.

They seemed to have calculated that Ye Xingchen would definitely come, and looked at Ye Xingchen expectantly.

"Little friend, can the big tripod be shattered?" The old man hurriedly asked.

Ye Xingchen smiled mysteriously, and immediately exerted his spiritual power, releasing the big ding, which appeared on Ye Xingchen's palm.

"You took it?! It can't be, absolutely not. The old man said with a look of surprise.

"You actually subdued your master's natal magic weapon?" Snowy Tiens also said with a look of disbelief.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm subdued." Ye Xingchen said with a smile.

"Then can you release my bound soul?" The old man said a little nervously.

Looking at the old man's nervous appearance, he seemed to be afraid that Ye Xingchen would see through something.

"I don't seem to have the strength to release your soul yet, but you can come in." Ye Xingchen said lightly.

"Come in?! What does it mean? The old man was confused.

"This magic weapon can not only bind the soul, but also pretend to be a person, I'll put you in and take it out." Ye Xingchen said.

"Won't I be threatened by you in the future?" The old man said angrily.

"You can also choose not to be threatened by me and be trapped here all the time." Ye Xingchen said lightly.

"Stinky boy, you ......" The old man's face was red from anger, but he was helpless.

"That's it, you take me out, I'll help you grow to a certain strength, you release my soul, it's always okay." The old man said.

"No problem." Ye Xingchen readily agreed.

Ye Xingchen is not stupid, at least he will not really let go of this old thing when his strength reaches the point where he can match the powerhouse of the Martial Sect.

Ye Xingchen also knew very well that this old thing might be a master who unloaded the mill and killed the donkey.

In this continent where the weak eat the strong, the heart of guarding against people is indispensable, and Ye Xingchen will not be stupid and sweet.