It was almost noon, and there were more and more people gathered outside the palace gate, some people came for the sword, and some people were self-aware, purely to see the demeanor of the martial arts heroes, after all, such a grand event is rare.

Jueyuan looked around, and in an instant, he felt several sharp sights, he glanced at it a few times, couldn't help but chuckle, and sighed to himself: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

There is no other reason, these forces are those in the Ye League, that night in Yangzhou, Jueyuan also saw the power of these masters, and naturally remembered it vividly, and Jueyuan didn't seem to realize that compared to the impression left on him by those people, he was even more surprised by several masters of the rivers and lakes.

After a while, Jue Yuan turned his head and noticed the Yunshui Sword Sect led by Ling Feiyi, and his heart moved, remembering what happened to his junior brother in Suzhou that day, so he moved towards Ling Feiyi, clasped his palms together, and said clearly: "Amitabha, I can't imagine that the leader of the righteous path, the Yunshui Sword Sect, appears here, could it be that this legendary Yunshui Sword belongs to your faction?

After saying that, Master Jueyuan didn't give Ling Feiyi the slightest chance to speak, and he had already turned around and left, but Ling Feiyi had a secret hatred in her heart. Because Jueyuan took the initiative to come to talk, he didn't have a good heart, because these predecessors in the rivers and lakes already knew the origin of the Yunshui Sword, and now the entire Jianghu understood that the position of the leader of the righteous path of the Yunshui Sword Sect was no longer guaranteed, but the Shaolin faction also took the initiative to mention it, obviously wanting to frustrate the sharp spirit of the Yunshui Sword Sect.

As for Jueyuan's subsequent words, Ling Feiyi also heard it in a fog, but for the reason that she couldn't lose her momentum, Ling Feiyi didn't get to the bottom of it, but frowned at the willow eyebrows, and shouted coldly: "What a Shaolin, my Yunshui Sword Sect is waiting for good news!"

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes spontaneously retreated from the two factions and made their way for these two factions, after all, this level of fighting, if not avoided in time, will inevitably affect the pond fish.

Jueyuan smiled, but did not respond much, but led the rest of the Shaolin masters to move to the other side, and the martial arts people along the way also consciously moved out of the way.

Wudang Mo Yun Dao Chang and Huashan Yue Hui head stood side by side, looking at the situation there, Mo Yun twisted his brows, and said suspiciously: "Judging from the battle in Yangzhou that day, this Shaolin head can be described as scheming, and he is by no means such an impulsive and provocative person......"

"Could it be that there is still any gap between Shaolin and the Yunshui Sword Sect?" Yue Hui bowed his head slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Maybe......" Daoist Mo Yun raised his eyes and looked at the eye-catching high-rise buildings in the mansion, and said wistfully, "Brother Yue, have you thought about it?"

"Huh...... Nature...... Although there are regrets, they are worthy of it!" Yue Hui looked down at the sword in his hand and sighed.

"Huh?" The Tang Sect Master, who was leading the Tang Sect master to stand behind, looked at Mo Yun in front of him and talked closely with Yue Hui, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Grievances between more people abound, in short, before the conference began, the sparks between the martial arts forces burned strong enough.

"Giggle......" Mingyue, who was shrinking in Ye Feng's arms, looked at Shaolin Jueyuan taking the initiative to provoke Concubine Ling, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said coquettishly, "It seems that Sister Su'er's sneak attack that day was still very effective...... This old fox has been tricked!"

Ye Feng smiled dumbly, stroked the green silk of the woman in his arms, and sighed lightly: "If Concubine Ling can explain it well, it will not be difficult to understand our policy itself. It's just that the two factions have long been jealous and resentful of each other, and for the sake of their own status and face, they naturally won't get to the bottom of it, but will only not give in to each other, which is exactly what we wanted......"

"That's not bad...... Mingyue straightened up, glanced at Jueyuan, who closed her eyes and recuperated, blinked her eyes, and said in a cold voice, "This old fox can recuperate, and he knows luck for a while! The slave family can't let him have such a good time!"

"Huh?" Ye Feng's face changed slightly, and he complained, "Mingyue, could it be that you ......"

"Hmph, since the husband has just tried him, the slave family naturally has to give it a try, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart, after all, the assassination of that day is still vivid!" As he spoke, Mingyue had already left Ye Feng's arms, standing in front of the railing, looking at Jueyuan who was closing his eyes in the distance, and his eyes were shining with a cold glow.

Suddenly, Mingyue turned her hand over, screamed, gathered internal force in her palm, turned her palm into a fist, and struck out suddenly, and her true qi struck out from the fist, and attacked straight towards Jueyuan.

With Mingyue's skill, this series of actions was just in an instant, and ordinary people couldn't react at all. However, Jueyuan is precisely a well-known and respected master, he opened his eyes in an instant, his cloudy eyes became brighter and brighter, and he did not make any unnecessary movements, seemingly raising his hand at will, but in fact, he had already found the strength of the attack, opened his palm, and actually blocked Mingyue's attack.

The movements of these two people were completed in an instant, and it was difficult for ordinary people to notice it at all, and even the Shaolin disciples who lived next to Jueyuan didn't know what was going on, but they felt that their head seemed to be dignified in an instant. The senior among them asked respectfully, "Senior Brother in charge, I don't know what's going on?"

"It's okay......" Jueyuan waved his hand, not wanting to say more, just looking up at the direction where the strength was coming, and sighed in a low voice, "Mingyue...... Her skills seem to be even deeper than those in Yangzhou that day......"

Taking advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, Jueyuan secretly forced a mouthful of thick blood in his throat back into his body, and then continued to close his eyes as if nothing happened.

On the other hand, Mingyue was not having a good time, and after her offensive was blocked, her figure retreated a few steps before she barely stabilized. Ye Feng hurriedly healed his injuries and asked softly, "Mingyue, what's wrong?"

"Huh...... Husband, it's the slave family who underestimated Jueyuan. Since Shaolin already has the secret method of the dead soldier of the previous dynasty, it is not surprising that he can improve his skills in a short period of time...... Ahem...... Mingyue coughed lightly a few times and said solemnly, "But fortunately, if he takes over the slave's fist, it will be uncomfortable, but it will save us a lot of trouble!"

"That'...... Which of you will win or lose?" Ye Feng listened to Mingyue's words, his heart relaxed slightly, and he asked with some curiosity.

"Although it is not easy for the slave family to defeat him, but ......" Mingyue blinked mischievously, selling Guanzi, but after a moment, his words changed and said coldly, "It is impossible for him to defeat me......!" Let's split it evenly!"

"You......" Ye Feng nodded at the woman's forehead, shook his head, and complained a little. With his wisdom, he naturally understood what this woman meant, Mingyue did not use all her strength, but deliberately lowered her power to test Jueyuan, just to make Ye Feng feel at ease. In this way, Jueyuan is not the key person who can influence the situation of the battle.

This approach is extremely risky, if Mingyue's estimation is wrong, it will be nine deaths!

Ye Feng didn't say anything more, but hugged Mingyue tightly in his arms, Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and then her eyebrows stretched, and she obediently retracted into the man's arms, and they were already silent......