"Well, if you're ignorant, let me tell you why!"

Ye Feng shook his head, glanced at the spirit sword in his hand, and said: "Actually, I am going to practice a sword technique, and I don't want too many people to see it, so I will kill those killers first, but I want to find someone to test the power of the sword technique, so I will temporarily save my life!"

"Editor, you continue to make up!" Du Jiu was contemptuous, wanting the old man to spare his life, he could make up everything, and what he said was the same as the truth.

"I know you may not believe it, but after a while, you will have to believe it!"

Ye Feng faintly raised the Blood Devouring Sword and pointed at the sky, "The name of my sword technique is: Ancient Sword Divine Technique!"

The ancient sword magic trick was obtained by Ye Feng in a mysterious ancient tomb in his previous life, this magic trick is divided into nine styles, and the sword intent expounded by each style is different, which is very weird, however, this sword trick has a harsh condition, you have to start practicing from the lowest level, and Ye Feng's cultivation in the previous life does not know how many steps higher than the Qi Refining Realm, so he naturally cannot cultivate.

Originally, the Ancient Sword Divine Technique was abandoned, but I didn't expect that there was a second life, and the current cultivation was just right for cultivation.

The moment he got the spirit sword from Situ Juexing's hand, he was thinking about finding a place to practice the Ancient Sword Divine Technique, but he happened to encounter the entanglement of Du Jiu and the others, so he had the later move to flee into the wild forest.

"What is the ancient sword magic technique, the old man has been cultivating for decades, unheard of!"

Du Jiucai didn't believe this, and said contemptuously: "Fifth prince, you are talking so much, you just want to delay time, let me tell you the truth, now that the city gate has been blocked, no one will come to save you!"

"Well, no one is just right!" Ye Feng cultivated, didn't like to be disturbed, and kept Du Jiu in order to experiment with the Ancient Sword Divine Technique.

As he spoke, the sword in his hand moved.

I saw that the spirit sword swayed left and right, drawing a circle of light in mid-air, which seemed to be very slow, but in fact it was very fast, like a fish swimming in the water, free and free, happy and playful.

The shadow of the sword followed, driving the surrounding airflow, tumbling rapidly, and making a loud noise.

"Trick up!" Du Jiu sneered.

"Sword cultivators, cultivate the mind first!"

Ye Feng closed his eyes tightly, his expression was calm, and his body followed the sword in his hand, swaying wantonly, making a series of strange movements.

It was as if he had reached a state of self-forgetfulness, and everything around him had nothing to do with him.

It was as if he was integrated into the whole world, and everything around him was related to him.

"What the hell?" Du Jiu's brows twitched, feeling like the palace maid at the night banquet dancing with a sword.

In a moment, Ye Feng's eyes widened, and his cold eyes were like meteors crossing the night sky, bright and bright.

All movements, for a moment, are at a standstill.

The cold wind blew wildly, the autumn leaves were beaten mercilessly, and the corners of Ye Feng's clothes made a 'popping' sound like a knife cut, domineering.

The sword in his hand emitted bursts of cold air, becoming a unique scenery in the dark night.

"Thorn!"

Spit out a word, and Ye Feng's expression changed.

His feet touched the ground slightly, and his body shot out like a bolt of lightning, clean and neat, like a shadow.

The sword light was cold, and the nine poles sprinted, setting off an invincible road.

"Hmph, the old man is still afraid of you!" Du Jiu was angry and held a staff with one hand to block it.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound rang out, and the tip of the sword collided with the scepter, startling a microsecond sound circle.

"Back!"

The next moment, Ye Feng's body shook, and he returned with his sword.

"Hack!"

As soon as his feet were steady, Ye Feng attacked again.

Raise the spirit sword and swing it vigorously.

The sword qi formed, and a wave of mighty qi surged out, rushing towards Du Jiu from above.

"Don't measure yourself!" Du Jiu snorted coldly and raised his scepter.

......

However, it's not over.

Ye Feng continued to use the most basic sword dance moves such as flirting, hanging, pointing, collapsing, cutting, and cutting, and some of the moves were even used several times in a row, but unfortunately, every time he made a move, he was blocked by Du Jiu.

"Fifth prince, if you keep attacking like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill the old man if you make ten thousand moves!"

Du Jiu laughed while resisting, "In order not to waste time, let's let the old man solve you with one move!"

Du Jiu is ready to fight back and change from passive to active.

"How is that possible?"

However, to Du Jiu's surprise, Ye Feng's tricks suddenly changed, and his speed skyrocketed instantly, as if he had endless spiritual power.

In desperation, he had no choice but to withdraw and continue to resist passively, without a chance to attack.

"Boom!"

Ye Feng's figure changed, and with the sword in his hand, afterimages appeared, and his speed became faster and faster.

From a distance, it looks like countless black shadows of demons, shuttling back and forth beside a hunchbacked old man, imprisoning the old man in between.

"Damn!" the corners of Du Jiu's face began to overflow with sweat.

I didn't take Ye Feng's words to heart before, but now I wake up, I must not underestimate this kid.

"What kind of elixir has this kid eaten, how can he still have so much spiritual power after fighting for so long!"

Du Jiu was angry and annoyed, the other party's speed was too fast, so he blocked it hard, and he couldn't resist it.

Surprisingly, Ye Feng's swordsmanship began to change from simple before to complex, even weird, and his attacks became more ferocious.

"From slow to fast, rigidity and softness intersect, from simple to difficult, to advance and retreat!"

Ye Feng's body moved with the sword, the sword was in his heart, his heart had no distracting thoughts, and he held the sword with one thought.

On the surface, Ye Feng's swordsmanship is mainly fast, and every time he attacks with lightning speed, no matter whether he succeeds or not, he will quickly withdraw.

In fact, he followed the content of the Ancient Sword Divine Technique, using the moves inside, and constantly attacking, so that the opponent could only defend and not counterattack.

Moreover, unexpectedly, using the methods in the Ancient Sword Divine Technique does not consume too much spiritual power, which is very suitable for protracted battles.

"This is the moment!"

Ye Feng's eyes froze, and after dozens of moves, he found a flaw.

Du Jiu is missing an arm, and every time he blocks it, he can only use his unique left hand, then there will be a short emptiness on the right side, which is difficult to control, and Ye Feng can look for an opportunity to break through his right side.

"Whew!"

After a sword, there was an extra cut on Du Jiu's right waist, and it was stained with blood.

"Fifth prince, you are so despicable!"

Du Jiu scolded secretly, holding a cane in his left hand, it was difficult to take care of it, so he was hit in the right waist, but fortunately, the wound was not deep and there was no worry about his life.

Just when Du Jiu was glad that the sword had not pierced deeper, a new wound appeared on his body again.

This time, the injury was still on the right side, but the position was changed to the right leg, which also did not affect his life.

"Ah...... The old man fought with you!"

Du Jiu became irritable, annoyed and angry, although the two wounds were not serious, no matter how small the injury was, it was still an injury, and it was a great shame that he was injured by a person whose cultivation was lower than his own.

When he fought against Ye Feng's tricks, he began to be a little powerless, and he only wanted to be anti-guest-oriented.

"Well, let's practice here today!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng put away the sword in his hand, his body was vertical, and he retreated some distance.

The first time I practiced the Ancient Sword Divine Technique, I was not very proficient, and I just used every move in the Divine Technique, and the next thing is to combine all the moves together and integrate them.

One sword is divided into two, two swords become three, three swords turn into ten thousand, and ten thousand swords are one, which is the truth.