Evil Master and Disciple

Click!

The sword energy slashed the dry bamboo, breaking it into two pieces immediately. Ye Feng still had a three-meter-long bamboo pole left in his hand.

At this time, another sword energy shot out silently.

Ye Feng let out a strange cry and threw the bamboo in his hand directly upwards.

puff!

There was another crisp sound, and the sword energy directly cut the bamboo in half.

The bamboo was split into two pieces with a sound.

When Ye Feng threw out the bamboo pole, he used the Phantom Step to dodge.

After splitting the bamboo, the sword energy hit the place where Ye Feng was just now. A thin sword mark immediately appeared on the stone slab of the bluestone path.

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat. Fortunately, he dodged quickly. Otherwise, if the sword energy had hit him, he would have been covered in blood.

As soon as he thought about it, the Purple-Green Divine Sword made a crisp sound and was unsheathed.

Ye Feng gripped the hilt of the sword with his backhand and looked up at the sky.

He knew that the killer must be hiding among the bamboo leaves above.

"No wonder my spiritual sense couldn't find you, it turns out you were up there!" Ye Feng suddenly realized.

I still lacked experience and thought the enemy was hiding in the grassland or behind a tombstone. I used my spiritual sense to check whether there were any enemies on the ground around me, but I didn't carefully check the bamboo forest that was dozens of meters high.

He said loudly, "Come out! I want to see who is this shameless person who stays up in the middle of the night and comes here to attack me!"

Whoosh...

Dozens of sword energies whizzed down, this was a response to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng’s current cultivation level is not bad.

He turned the magic sword upside down and took mysterious steps. In the dark bamboo forest, the sword light flashed and the sword energy was rampant.

With a crackling sound, Ye Feng actually dissolved all the dozens of sword energies that were whistling towards him.

At this moment, in the darkness, three slim figures appeared in the shadows in different directions.

It seemed that these three people were unaware of each other's existence before, but when they appeared, they all discovered each other.

Thinking that the other party was here to kill Ye Feng, they did not dare to act rashly for a moment.

Outside the ancestral hall, the old man who guards the hall stood under the huge bronze tripod.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked towards the bamboo forest to the north.

He murmured, "On a dark, windy night, it's the perfect time for murder and arson. Tonight's awful weather is truly perfect for silencing someone. But, this is too lively. Even Huang Youdao is here."

The old man took a step forward and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already in the bamboo forest.

The hunched figure had his back to a short and fat man in black.

The short and fat man turned out to be Ye Feng’s fat master, Master Yulong!

Master Yulong's expression changed slightly at first.

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, he immediately showed joy.

Just as he was about to speak, the hunchbacked old man slowly waved his hand.

Then the old man used his voice transmission to say, "Little Fatty, your cultivation has improved rapidly in the past hundred years. When did you come? You actually managed to hide it from me."

Master Yulong also used the secret sound transmission technique and said, "Hehehe... Old Ancestor, I have come here every night for more than half a month. I was afraid of disturbing your meditation, so I didn't dare to go near the ancestral temple."

"You are too embarrassed to see me."

"Grandfather, you've misunderstood me again! I haven't done anything to offend you, so why should I be ashamed to see you?

"Old Ancestor, how is my disciple? If you like him, please give him some pointers when you have time!"

"Your disciple is even more shameless than when you were little. In just a few days, he's already stripped away everything I've learned!"

"Ah? You've already taught him? It seems this kid is quite blessed! Old Ancestor, since you've already taught him, why don't you teach me a few things when you have time? You've got nothing to do anyway... I've been stuck at the peak of the Celestial Realm for many years, and my sword skills have stagnated in the past ten years..."

Not far away, his best disciple was fighting with someone else.

However, his master did not seem to be in a hurry at all. Instead, he shamelessly asked the old man guarding the temple to teach him a few moves. It seemed that he did not care about the life or death of his beloved disciple.

Of course, this is not the case.

In fact, recently, Fatty Yulong would come every night to secretly protect Ye Feng, and would leave quietly until dawn.

The reason why he was not worried at this moment was because his ancestor appeared.

In front of this withered old man, even if the ten kings of hell came, they would not be able to hurt his precious disciple.

The old man guarding the temple ignored the shameless fat man and instead sent a voice message: "Were you also the one who arranged those three women who secretly protected Young Master Ye?"

Master Yulong shook his head slightly and said, "It has nothing to do with me. I'm still wondering, these three people seem to have been around for quite some time, and I didn't notice them before. I only noticed them just now."

"Grandfather, you said these three women were protecting my apprentice? Who are they?"

"I've only met a woman named Yun Shuang'er. I don't know the other two women."

"Yun Shuang'er?"

Master Yulong's old face darkened.

He always suspected that Junior Sister Yuying knew Ye Feng's identity.

Now it seems that I have more certainty about this doubt.

Just as he was lost in thought, Ye Feng's shouting and cursing came from dozens of feet away.

"Shameless wretch! You actually used a hidden weapon! Do you really want to kill me? If you have the guts, come out and fight me openly for three hundred rounds!"

Whoosh...

Hidden weapons shot towards Ye Feng as fast as lightning.

Ye Feng locked onto the trajectories of these hidden weapons with his spiritual sense. He used his body skills to dodge them while quickly turning the purple-green sword to block them.

The hidden weapons of cultivators are not the same as those of ordinary martial artists.

Every hidden weapon that was thrown at Ye Feng was not only extremely fast, but could also turn, as if it was equipped with fire control radar. They followed Ye Feng closely like a leech attached to his bones. No matter how Ye Feng changed his direction to avoid them, those hidden weapons could change direction in a very short time.

ding ding ding...

Intensive sounds like firecrackers exploded in the bamboo forest.

Ye Feng danced the Purple-Green Divine Sword so tightly that it was impenetrable, and finally cut down all the attacking hidden weapons.

At this moment, the ground under his feet was covered with fragments of hidden weapons.

Each fragment emitted a faint glow, obviously soaked in poison.

Ye Feng was gradually shocked. If a hidden weapon had made a small cut on his body, he would have been dead for sure!

"I am angry!"

Ye Feng knew that the other party must be hiding in the dense bamboo leaves above.

He mobilized his spiritual power and slashed out with his sword.

woohoo...

sizzle...

Amid the sound of the increasingly strong wind, hundreds of dark green swords of energy quickly condensed into shape. Driven by the magic sword in Ye Feng's hand, these swords of energy all shot towards the bamboo leaves above.

Wow…

Countless swords of energy pierced through the bamboo leaves crazily, and large pieces of bamboo leaves fell down one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of iron and stone colliding came from the sky.

After a loud bang, a masked man in black was seen flying down along with endless bamboo leaves.

As the masked man in black quickly activated his sword techniques, hundreds of sword energies descended from the sky.

When Ye Feng saw the killer finally appear, he was not surprised but happy.

It seems that this killer is very amateur. It's bad enough that he didn't realize that he had three personal female bodyguards, but he didn't even know that there was an unparalleled powerful person living in the ancestral temple.

Ye Feng was certain that both the three mysterious female bodyguards and the old man guarding the temple should have noticed the situation in the bamboo forest long ago.

Maybe they have already arrived nearby and are hiding, waiting for the killer to show up.

After three months of anxiety, the problem can finally be solved tonight.

Seeing the hundreds of sword energies sweeping towards him madly, Ye Feng let out a strange cry and activated another sword-condensing move.

Hundreds of swords of energy took shape in an instant, whizzing towards the sword energy.

The masked man in black in mid-air saw this and his eyes fixed.

He didn't expect that Ye Feng's speed in condensing the Qi sword would be so fast!

Just by swinging the sword, hundreds of single-color swords can be condensed.

This should be something that only masters at the Guiyuan realm can do.

But Ye Feng is just a low-level cultivator who has just entered the realm of flying for less than two months.

How did he do that?

When the man in black was frightened, the hundreds of sword energies he unleashed and the hundreds of sword energies condensed by Ye Feng had already collided in mid-air.

Boom...

Kaka...

Accompanied by a series of loud noises, the Qi swords broke the incoming sword energy. Hundreds of Qi swords remained, and under Ye Feng's dancing control, they shot towards the man in black in the air.

The man in black had no choice but to fight back with his magic sword, and his attack from the sky was instantly resolved.

Ye Feng kept swinging his divine sword, and every time he struck out, densely packed dark green swords would appear in front of him.

Not only did the speed of condensing the Qi swords exceed everyone's expectations, but even Ye Feng's method of controlling those Qi swords was very strange.

He did not make any sword gestures with his hands, but chopped left and right with the sword, without any pattern at all, and his moves looked extremely unfamiliar.

However, the sword formation composed of hundreds of Qi swords in the night sky was not chaotic at all, as if Ye Feng could control every Qi sword he condensed at will.

The man in black chopped wildly, and he could break more than a dozen air swords with one sword.

However, the number of Qi swords that were madly flying around him showed no sign of decreasing.

No matter how many Qi swords he destroyed, the hateful Ye Feng below only needed to strike out with one sword, and then dense Qi swords would replenish him.

For a moment, the man in black was pinned down and could hardly fight back.

Only then did he realize that Ye Feng's fighting ability was so strong.

Seeing that he couldn't get any advantage, the man in black wanted to escape.

But how could Ye Feng let him escape so easily?

Six or seven hundred air swords have blocked all the black-clothed man's escape routes.

"What's going on! This kid is really good!"

Fatty Yulong has a very sharp eye.

He had already seen that the black-clothed man's cultivation level should be at the God Control Realm, while his naughty disciple was only at the Sky Control Realm.

I thought Ye Feng would be defeated after just a few rounds.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng formed a strange sword formation by continuously condensing the sword energy, trapping the man in black tightly.

Fatty Yulong stole a glance at the old man guarding the temple beside him and felt that this must be the result of the ancestors' guidance.

Not far away, Ye Feng was getting more and more adept at fighting.

There were bursts of strange noises coming out of his mouth.

"The fairy guides the way!"

"Finding the moon from the sea!"

"The chanting ape hugs the tree!"

"Cat and mouse in the same hole!"

"Goat versus tree!"

"Old tree with twisted roots!"

"Avalokitesvara's Lotus Seat!"

"Put the cart before the horse!"

"Flying boat!"

"Stand up for justice!"

"Stop the grass and scare the snake!"

"Cheating the superiors and deceiving the subordinates!"

“Pluck onions on dry land!”

"The clouds parted to reveal the moon..."

The three women who were checking and balancing each other around couldn't help but frown.

Is this a Yunhai Sect sword technique? Why haven't I learned it?

Even the knowledgeable old man guarding the temple looked confused.

Only Fatty Yulong had a wonderful expression, his eyes wide open.

He transmitted a voice message: "Old Ancestor, this kid is only fifteen years old, why are you teaching him the Eighteen Xuan Nu Styles?"

"What style is Xuannv?"

"The first book of erotica, 'The Eighteen Forms of the Mysterious Woman'. How come you didn't teach him that?"

The old man guarding the temple looked at Fatty Yulong with a strange expression and said, "What do you think?"