Evil Master and Disciple

Hearing Ye Feng's ridicule, Zuo Muchu was furious.

Back then, in the ruins in front of the Taoist temple in Qinglong Mountain, he took Ye Feng's sword and did not spit blood in front of Ye Feng for the sake of face.

It was only after Ye Feng left with his two confidantes that Zuo Muqiu spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The only people who knew about this were Lu Hanya, Ling Yin, Feng Tianyu, Tuoba Gu, and Yu Xin Gu who were present at the time.

However, within two days, the news that he vomited blood after being hit by Ye Feng's sword spread widely among the people.

Because his name was Blood Prince, people changed his name to Spitting Blood Prince to mock him.

Zuo Muqiu was a proud person. How could he tolerate Ye Feng's mockery to his face? He was about to take action.

At this time, the ghost boy Lu Hanya stopped him.

Zuo Muchu was blinded by anger, but the Ghost Young Master, who was always known for his calmness, did not lose his mind.

Although the eight people blocking them looked like young disciples, the fact that they dared to show up meant that Ye Feng and the others were fully confident.

What's more, although there seem to be three people on my side, the only ones who can really fight are myself and Zuo Muchu.

Because of repairing the Jade Sundial, the Holy Lady Lingyin had severely depleted her true essence and spiritual power, and she had little fighting power at all.

After Lu Hanya calmed down the furious Zuo Muqiu, he clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Ye, our last feud at Qinglong Mountain has been settled. What are your intentions in attacking us tonight?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "I remember you. You are the ghost young master Lu Hanya. Tsk tsk, you are handsome and speak very elegantly.

Well, I'm a straightforward person and I won't beat around the bush.

I'm here tonight because of the jade sundial you repaired in the Observatory. Hand it over to me, and I'll let you three go. Otherwise, I'll yell those words out!"

Lu Hanya didn't feel much surprise at the intention of Ye Feng and the others. He looked at them with regret and said slowly, "Oh, what is it?"

Ye Feng swung the purple-green divine sword in his hand and grinned, "I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you pass by here and leave your life for the treasure, or dare to say no, I will kill you without burying you!"

The Holy Lady Lingyin said coldly, "Ye Feng, you haven't been beaten enough in Yunyaju last time, right? If you want the Jade Sundial, you can only get it from my corpse!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Saint Lingyin, it's been so long since we last met, how come your temper has become so hot-tempered? I still prefer the way you were as a barmaid at Yunyaju! Saint Lingyin, we're old acquaintances, there's no need to be so awkward. I just want the Jade Sundial, I really don't want your life, so don't force me, Ye Feng, to be so ruthless."

Ye Feng was originally quite afraid of the Holy Lady Lingyin.

To be precise, he was afraid of the ancient zither of the Holy Lady Lingyin.

Last time, the eerie sound of the piano almost awakened the soul of the original owner, which was sealed and hidden deep in the sea of ​​​​heart.

However, Ye Feng was not very scared tonight.

Because he could see that Lingyin was very weak at the moment.

Tonight, not only can he steal the Jade Sundial, but he can also avenge what happened to Yun Yaju that day. Ye Feng is very happy.

The Holy Lady Lingyin said coldly, "Ye Feng, you and your men are the ones who still want to snatch the Jade Dial from the three of us? Are you underestimating our strength, or overestimating your own strength?

The three of us all participated in the Lingshan Competition sixty years ago, and our cultivation is much higher than yours.

Even if Fu Jinghong and Dugu Changkong were here tonight, they wouldn't dare to say such big words! "

Ye Feng's expression gradually turned cold, and he said, "I am not Fu Jinghong, nor am I Dugu Changkong. I will give you one last chance. Hand over the Jade Dial, otherwise... we will have no choice but to take action."

Ye Feng was worried that the night would be too long and that the disciples of the Demon Sect might rush over from the capital, so he didn't dare to waste time.

Saint Lingyin sneered and said, "Take action? You are worthy."

Go ahead and say it, Saint Lingyin pulled out her guqin from the storage bracelet.

Her internal energy is now severely depleted, and she can't even beat Shen Tianqi in a head-on fight.

So she could only use music, perhaps to break through Ye Feng and others.

Ye Feng's face was gloomy, and he said, "Do it!"

Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi had also experienced the magic sound technique of the Holy Lady Lingyin and knew how powerful it was.

The two women had a tacit understanding. The magic swords came out of their bodies, and more than a hundred sword energies made a hair-raising sound of breaking through the air and shot towards Lingyin.

Seeing this, Lu Hanya immediately threw away the white bone magic weapon in his hand.

The white bone magic weapon, which originally emitted a strange gray-white light, suddenly released a strong blood light.

In an instant, he shattered dozens of attacking sword energies.

At the same time, the blood light of the white bone magic weapon became stronger, as if the white bone magic weapon contained endless blood.

The disgusting smell of blood made Ye Feng and others change their expressions slightly.

"Bleeding bones? Be careful!"

Ling Yunzhi recognized that Lu Hanya's bone magic weapon, which was filled with strange blood, was the dripping blood bone.

Ye Feng was shocked.

Blood-Dripping Bone, Thousand Soul Pestle, Ghost Face Fan, Soul-Devouring Banner.

These are the four most famous evil treasures of the Demon Cult.

When he fought with Zuo Muqiu at Qinglong Mountain, Zuo Muqiu also had a white bone magic weapon in his hand, which was the Thousand Soul Pestle.

Ye Feng didn't expect that the bleeding bone was actually on the body of the ghost young master Lu Hanya.

The battle is about to break out.

Lu Hanya knew that the battle tonight was inevitable.

It was probably unrealistic to want to rush out, so after Lu Hanya confirmed that Zuo Muqiu had contacted his fellow Holy Church members in the capital, he decisively chose to let go.

This place is very close to the capital. As long as they can hold on for an incense stick of time, reinforcements will surely arrive.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew violently in the sky, and the cries of countless ghosts were heard instantly.

The sound of ghosts crying seemed to be filled with some mysterious magic that could confuse people's minds.

Following Lu Hanya's urging, dozens of dark auras immediately attacked Ye Feng and the others at the same time.

Although Ye Feng and others were afraid of the Bloody Bones, they now had no way to retreat.

Zuo Muchu has already used the Spirit Sound Mirror to contact his fellow demon cult members who are trapped in the capital.

Neither the Confucianists nor Lu Yunshi could stop the demon cult masters who wanted to retreat.

This place is only three hundred miles away from the capital.

Ye Feng must snatch the jade sundial before the masters of the Demon Cult arrive.

Seeing the countless evil spirits swirling in the rushing black air, Ye Feng's heart moved. Without any hesitation, he directly activated the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art.

Thunder and lightning are pure yang and extremely strong forces, and are the nemesis of these ghosts and spirits.

However, he also knew that with his attainments in the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art, the lightning he released might be able to cause damage to these evil spirits and ghosts, but it would definitely not be able to kill these powerful people at the peak of the Divine Silence realm.

Stimulating the acupoints caused the pure yang energy in Ye Feng's body to surge.

Under the stimulation of the pure yang force, the Purple Lightning and Blue Frost Divine Sword emitted bursts of thunderous sounds from the hollow wristband.

Countless tiny arcs of electricity appeared on the sword covered with ancient patterns.

As Ye Feng pointed his magic sword, hundreds of electric snakes rushed out frantically.

Directly intercepted all the black air that was rushing towards him.

Under the thunder and lightning, the evil spirits and ghosts contained in the black air immediately let out extremely shrill howls.

Countless pure yang and extremely strong electric snakes ruthlessly tore apart the black air, and at the same time, the vicious spirits with bared fangs and claws in the black air were also torn apart.

These evil spirits had died once before. They were imprisoned on the bleeding bones, and now their souls have been completely shattered by the thunder and lightning.

Isn’t this a relief for them?

Seeing that the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art instantly shattered Lu Hanya's attack, Ye Feng immediately shouted, "The Jade Dial is on Lingyin's body. I'll deal with Lu Hanya, and you guys go grab the Jade Dial!"

Lu Hanya sneered: "Who gave you the confidence to think you could deal with me?"

Lu Hanya held the bleeding bone in his backhand, and a strange Buddhist chanting sounded. As Lu Hanya chopped down, countless blood-red skulls appeared in the air.

These skulls are densely packed and endless.

"I go!"

This scene reminded Ye Feng of the movie "The Legend of Zu" directed by Xu Ke. When the Blood Demon Patriarch attacked Mount Emei, he launched the Skeleton Formation.

I never expected that this young man Lu Hanya actually possesses strength that is no weaker than the Blood Demon in the movie.

Ye Feng immediately controlled hundreds of electric snakes and shot them towards countless skeletons.

(Just to inform you, I'm back in the village today. I'll be participating in a series of dragon boat races in villages, towns, and counties over the next 3-4 days. I'll only be updating 2 chapters these days. I'll try to update 3 chapters a day. I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival in advance.)