Ye Feng didn't have a knife in his hand.

He had already thought about the situation tonight, but what he was prepared was how to deal with Phoenix Girl and Fan Jin, as for Fan Songxi, it should be handed over to Wang Xiucai and Lord Zhao, the prefect at the door, who pestered him, and should not appear here.

In his plan, there was no scene to deal with Cangsong Sword Fan Songxi.

Originally, he thought that Fan Songxi should have no idea what Fan Jin was doing.

After all, he is a disciple of Wudang, a decent family, and has an excellent reputation in the rivers and lakes, and was elected as one of the seven swords in the world.

He would never have imagined that a person like Fan Songxi would dote on his son so much, and he not only knew what his son did, but also almost contributed to it, causing today's situation, he really has an unshirkable responsibility.

What he didn't expect was that the prefect and Wang Xiucai at the door couldn't stop a father who was concerned about his son's safety, so that now he had to face the challenge of Cangsong Sword, one of the seven swords in the world.

So, he didn't bring a knife at all.

He was a little hesitant, in fact, he didn't want to make a move with Fan Songxi in front of him, this was just a father who silently loved his son in his heart, after all, Ye Feng was also someone else's son, how could he not be moved in the face of such a deep father's love?

But no matter how deep the father's love is, he can't treat others like mustard, and he can't sacrifice the lives of so many innocent people, for the sake of these innocent people who died tragically, Ye Feng can't help but do it.

One is to seek justice for them, and the other is that he is a disciple of the magic knife after all, and he must not back down in the face of challenges and lose the face of his master.

He had to do it.

Tang Da behind him saw that he was a little hesitant, stepped forward and said: "He didn't bring a knife, I will represent the Tang Sect in Shuzhong to teach the Wudang swordsmanship!"

Fan Songxi didn't move, didn't react at all, his eyes were still firmly fixed on Ye Feng's body, and he didn't seem to be aware of Tang Da's words.

Ye Feng shook his head at Tang Da, his eyes flashed with determination, the meaning was very clear, in the face of challenges, he couldn't afford not to fight.

Tang Da sighed secretly in his heart and retreated.

It's not that he doesn't know Ye Feng's strength, although he hasn't seen it with his own eyes, but he has also heard others tell about the situation when Ye Feng angrily slashed the thunder dragon with the power of one person under the desert, in the ancient city of Loulan.

Even his master, the Fifth Floor of the Demon Sword Demon, and Guan Si, the King of Taishan in the Ten Palaces of Yama, who had superb martial arts, were not the opponents of this monster, but they were killed by Ye Feng's hand knife, what an amazing strength, what a peerless martial art?

However, the person who killed the Thunder Dragon at that time was really the Ye Feng they were familiar with? Tang Da was a little unsure.

Perhaps, it was just a demon hidden in this shell, a god of death, and it was better not to wake him up.

So from the bottom of his heart, he was very reluctant for Ye Feng to do it with others easily, but since Ye Feng was so resolute and insistent, he could only step aside silently.

Chang Wuyi, who was standing behind, quickly turned around and pulled out a waist knife from the waist of a subordinate dressed as an official on the side, threw it at Ye Feng, and shouted: "Take the knife!"

Ye Feng turned around and picked up the knife that he threw over, and suddenly, the whole person seemed to be different.

As soon as the knife was in his hand, his whole person suddenly became calm, and it seemed to be completely different, exuding a compelling momentum all over his body, just like the knife in his hand!

His whole person seemed to have become one with the knife in his hand, full of an indestructible power.

Fan Songxi nodded secretly

nodded, the original contempt was swept away, he really deserved to be a disciple of the magic knife, the combination of human and sword, just by virtue of this, it was definitely enough to be his opponent.

He calmed down, his heart was empty, and all he could see was the sword in his hand and the knife in his opponent's hand.

He gestured to his opponent's jaw and raised his sword.

The atmosphere around suddenly calmed down, a little depressing, and the tension made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Everyone was staring at the long sword flashing with cold light in Fan Songxi's hand, looking forward to the upcoming battle.

Fan Songxi finally made a move!

His sword was really fast, Tang Da felt that although he might not be as fast as the fast sword in Guan Si's hand at the beginning, but compared to Guan Si's incredible fast sword with some evil spirit, Fan Songxi's swordsmanship was more mellow and natural, and it seemed to reveal a natural power between heaven and earth, just like lightning in the sky.

Lightning pierced the sky, and by the time you heard the roar of rolling thunder that accompanied it, the lightning had already flashed.

When the sword light in Fan Songxi's hand bloomed like lightning, the knife in Ye Feng's hand also began to move.

Xue Liang's waist knife unfolded a swarthy knife aura in his hand, mysterious and clear, as if it was the dark night sky.

If the sword light is like lightning, no matter how dazzling the lightning is, it is only a matter of moments, and it will eventually be swallowed up by the darkness of this endless night sky and disappear.

That's how Fan Songxi feels now.

Even if the sword in his hand has a speed as fast as lightning and has an indestructible power, the black sword qi on the opposite side is like a dark endless void, and the power of the sword is completely unable to exert its strength, and it will eventually be engulfed in this darkness.

Only made this move, Fan Songxi understood that he was defeated.

He was a little sad in his heart, this is the legendary magic knife?

Such a sword technique, such a strength, not only has he never seen it, but it is simply unheard of.

What's even more unbelievable is that what he is facing is just a descendant of the Demon Sword, so what is the real Demon Sword Demon Fifth Floor Figure, what is his sword technique?

I have been practicing swordsmanship for thirty years, but I am not as good as such a young man in front of me?

He suddenly felt a little sad, his move remained unchanged, and the lightning in his hand disappeared straight into the darkness.

There was a crisp sound, and the sword body was broken.

The sword is broken, and the man is defeated.

As soon as the figures merged, Fan Songxi fell to the ground, his chest already soaked red with blood.

Everyone watching the battle on the sidelines was taken aback, although they all hoped that Ye Feng could win, but being able to win with such an easy move was indeed a big surprise to everyone.

This Fan Songxi is one of the masters of the seven swords in the world, and he was defeated in front of Ye Feng with one move, which really shocked everyone.

Tang Da, who was standing behind Ye Feng, looked at Ye Feng's back a little stunned, with a complicated expression flashing in his eyes.

The knife just now was the same as when he and Ye Feng watched Ye Feng make a move in the secret cave of Huashan Mountain.

However, in just two years, this Ye Feng's martial arts have changed so much, this sword is only afraid that his master Demon Sword Demon Fifth Floor is here, but that's it, in his body, what kind of changes have happened during this time?

I remember that Ye Feng once said to himself that he had only practiced one move in ten years of knife practice.

Now it seems that it is really not bragging, just this knife, I am afraid that even I am not its opponent.

It seems that in the future, he must not be taken lightly.

Everyone stared at Ye Feng in surprise, in fact, in Ye Feng's heart at this moment, they were even more surprised than them.

Since he was brought back to the valley by his master in the ancient city of Loulan for guidance, this was the first time he had actually used this knife.

Why was this sword so unwielding that it was not the same thing as before? This power, this dark aura that emanated, even he felt startled.

He felt that something had changed in his body compared to before, but he didn't know what kind of change it was, whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

What surprised him even more was that this sword actually defeated Fan Songxi, one of the seven swords in the world.

Although the power of this sword is definitely better than the sword in Fan Songxi's hand, it is still too surprising to be able to win with one blow.

He could clearly feel that although Fan Songxi had tried his best with this sword, he could clearly change his moves to fight the enemy, Ye Feng's sword was not so skillful, it was not without flaws, and he was not without opportunities.

But he didn't.

His choice made Ye Feng feel that he was deliberate, and he was clearly bent on death.

Ye Feng stood in front of the seriously injured Fan Songxi, looked at the rapidly expanding blood stains on his chest, and asked with some consternation, "Mr. Fan, you, why do you have to do this?"

Fan Songxi gasped, and it was a little difficult to speak: "You, very good, this knife is really powerful, it is really a magic knife." To be able to die under it, finally, is in vain. ”

Ye Feng looked at Fan Songxi, when the flying bat Cai Lao Liu died just now, he still felt hated for this Mr. Fan, but now looking at the dying person in front of him, he felt a trace of sadness in his heart.

He sighed and asked, "You, why is that?"

Fan Songxi's face squeezed out a wry smile: "The son doesn't teach, the father's fault, all this my son has done is my responsibility." If I don't die, what face will I have to face these dead souls, and what face will I face the ancestors of the Fan family?"

He sighed long and said, "Now I have given my life to atone for my son's sins, and I only hope that you will spare him." He's just a pathetic, kid ......."

Fan Songxi's voice gradually became low and weak, and finally fell silent.

He's dead.

Ye Feng faced his corpse, and a burst of sadness surged in his heart.

Even if he made a big mistake, after all, it was only because he doted on his son.

There is nothing wrong with love itself, but if the method is wrong, it will become a mortal sin in the first thought.

Ye Feng couldn't help but shake his head, with such a father who loved him deeply, I really don't know if it was a blessing or misfortune for this Fan Jin Fan Gongzi?

I wonder if he can understand his father's painstaking efforts?

At this time, Chang Wuyi walked over, glanced at Fan Songxi's corpse on the ground, he snorted, looked up at the window where Fan Jin and the Phoenix girl had escaped, and said, "I'll arrange for someone to send out sea fishing documents and chase down the two of them." ”

Ye Feng shook his head and said softly, "No need, they are just two poor people." ”

Chang Wuyi frowned: "That woman is the daughter of an anti-thief minister, and she is a key criminal to be arrested by the imperial court!"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly: "Anti-thief, criminal minister, Lan Yu was really such a rebellious minister and thief back then?"

Chang Wuyi couldn't help but be stunned: "It's recorded like this in the dossier, do you still have any doubts?"

Ye Feng sighed and said, "What the Phoenix girl said just now is right, and the records in the dossier may not all be true. ”