Evil Master and Disciple

The Eighteen Styles of Xuannv, a secret technique of the imperial palace, consists of eighteen moves in total. Each move is so exquisite that both men and women can forget themselves and share in the bliss. It is regarded as a supreme treasure by the whoring party represented by Fatty Yulong.

In fact, there are many men and women in the Yunhai Sect who are dual cultivation partners. To add to the fun, many righteous men and women will also look at some similar erotic picture books and learn some useful moves.

However, the three people watching the fight at this moment are beautiful girls who have never experienced anything in life. They have never even held a man's hand, so how do they know these things?

The old man guarding the temple has high cultivation and is old, but his life is boring.

To put it bluntly, he is still a virgin.

Naturally, I don’t know the Eighteen Forms of Xuannv.

Only Fatty Yulong is quite knowledgeable about this.

The last time Master Yulong came down the mountain, Ye Feng was only twelve years old. He had never taught Ye Feng about matters between men and women, and thought that it was the old man guarding the temple who taught him.

He felt a little resentful towards the old man guarding the temple. After all, his best disciple was not even sixteen years old yet. Why was he teaching him these things?

But when I saw the strange expression of the old man guarding the temple and the words "What do you think", I knew that this matter had nothing to do with the ancestors.

Fatty Yulong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Oh, it seems that Ye Feng is indeed a little pervert, and he is self-taught in this area!

"You little bastard! You're only fifteen and you're already reading pornographic books! I'll break your legs!"

Ye Feng didn't know that he had been labeled a pervert in his master's mind.

He just studied the erotic books he found in the black silk bracelet some time ago.

Perhaps it's because I studied it more thoroughly, those moves, names, and graphic explanations are all deeply imprinted in my mind.

I felt both excited and nervous as I battled this masked killer.

This feeling is the same as a man who has been single for thirty years untying the bellyband of a goddess.

Perhaps it was because he felt they were similar that Ye Feng called out the name of the Eighteen Styles of Xuan Nu during the fight.

The man in black was naturally Xu Kai.

He was complaining in his heart at this moment.

Why is this plot different from what I imagined?

According to his plan, he first secretly spread the gossip between Ye Feng and Shangguan Lan to arouse the anger of the male disciples of Yunhai Sect.

Recently, news came out from Yunhai Sect that Shangguan Lan wanted to kill Ye Feng, and it was also spread secretly by him.

After Shangguan Lan was released from house arrest, he would secretly kill Ye Feng in this desolate mountain forest.

In addition to attracting attention to Shangguan Lan, it can also attract the male disciples who admire Shangguan Lan.

Even if the truth is revealed in the future, or he is caught on the spot, he can still say that he came to teach Ye Feng a lesson because he had a crush on Shangguan Lan.

Triple insurance, foolproof.

Xu Kai had everything planned out, except for one thing he missed.

Is it possible that I can't beat Ye Feng...

The current situation is quite embarrassing for Xu Kai.

He had come to kill Ye Feng, and even launched a surprise attack. But after a fierce fight, he seemed... seemed... should have... been at a disadvantage.

Ye Feng's cultivation level was not high, but the way Ye Feng performed the sword-condensing style among the nine sword-controlling styles was very strange.

Normally, for disciples who have just entered the realm of flying for a month or two, consolidating their cultivation level and practicing sword-controlling skills for a period of time is enough. Even if they have cultivated to the sword-condensing style, they can only condense dozens of air swords at most. Moreover, the condensation is very complicated and requires constant changes of sword gestures and hand seals.

But this kid Ye Feng can not only control six or seven hundred Qi swords at the same time, but also condense the Qi swords in a very short time.

By skipping the tedious process of sword techniques and hand seals, you only need to strike out with one sword to instantly condense hundreds of energy swords.

At the same time, this guy's way of controlling the sword is also very weird. He just uses a hammer on the left and a club on the right, without any rules at all. He is like a monkey dancing on the ground.

The situation Xu Kai was facing now was that Ye Feng condensed the Qi swords too quickly each time, so after Xu Kai cut off a part of them, the gap had not yet been widened before a new batch of Qi swords were already in place. He simply could not escape from the crazy attack of six or seven hundred Qi swords.

There are six or seven hundred Qi swords. Although they are just condensed spiritual energy and not real swords, they can still penetrate gold and split rocks.

Moreover, the speed of these Qi swords was extremely fast. They emitted a sharp sword sound while flying and shot towards Xu Kai from all directions.

Xu Kai could only defend with all his strength, setting up a defensive air shield around his body, and then quickly swung his magic sword to shatter the incoming air sword.

Although Xu Kai was shocked, he remained calm.

The sword-condensing style consumes a lot of one's own true essence and spiritual power. Ye Feng is activating more than 600 Qi swords at the same time. In a stick of incense at most, the spiritual power in Ye Feng's body should be exhausted.

As long as I hold on for a stick of incense, I won't have to escape and killing him will be easy.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

Xu Kai would never have imagined that the sword in Ye Feng's hand was a blood-refined artifact, full of abundant spiritual energy.

At this moment, Ye Feng was activating the sword-condensing style, and about 70% of the spiritual power came from the Purple Green Divine Sword itself. He only contributed 30% of his own spiritual power.

However, since Ye Feng's cultivation level was only at the middle stage of flying, the spiritual power stored in his dantian was not much, and he really could not hold on for long.

Time passed bit by bit, and this bamboo forest was in bad luck. The swords of air emitting a dark green light flew through the forest madly and quickly. The green pines and bamboos within a radius of dozens of feet were broken one after another under the impact of countless swords of air.

Loud crackling sounds continued to be heard in the bamboo forest. In a short moment, the amount of green pine and bamboo lost was more than what Ye Feng had lost by building a bamboo house and a tobacco curing room.

The little green-haired boy stood on an old tombstone, squeaking and waving his short paws to cheer for Ye Feng.

Xu Kai is worthy of being Yu Chenzi's true disciple. With just a magic sword of treasure grade, he was able to withstand Ye Feng's bombardment for an incense stick.

Xu Kai took a moment to look down in the midst of his busy schedule and found Ye Feng still jumping around.

He cursed in his heart, is this kid a freak?

After concentrating and controlling so many Qi swords for such a long time, how come it seems that the spiritual power has not been depleted much?

Xu Kai was holding on, and Ye Feng was also holding on.

He had tried his best, but the black-clothed man in the sky had too strong a defense. Even with all his strength, he could not break the black-clothed man's defensive sword circle.

He could feel that the opponent's defensive sword circle was on the verge of collapse.

But the Qi sword that he controlled could not be broken.

Ye Feng cursed in his heart, thinking that his cultivation was still too low.

If one reaches the realm of controlling the gods, he will be able to practice the combined sword style among the nine sword styles.

The power of the combined sword style is much greater than the condensed sword style, and it should be able to break the opponent's hateful defensive sword circle.

Ye Feng knew clearly that the opponent wanted to escape and failed to break through several times, so he chose to defend with all his strength, hoping to use the sword-condensing method to consume his true energy.

Just as the other party thought, the true essence and spiritual power in Ye Feng's body was rapidly decreasing.

But Ye Feng didn't dare to change his tactics.

Now the man in black is firmly trapped by his own Qi sword. If he changes his tactics, the other party will surely run away!

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a loud cracking sound was heard from the sky, followed by a deafening roar that exploded on the sky.

Raindrops as big as beans slowly fell from the sky.

It started lightly, but soon the rain became heavy.

It was as if the Milky Way burst its banks, and heavy rain fell from the sky, as if the sky wanted to use this heavy rain to wash away all the sins in the world.

Ye Feng on the ground and Xu Kai in the air were both drenched.

Of course, the three women hiding in the dark shadows are no exception.

She was soaked all over, and her clothes were tightly stuck to her skin, revealing her exquisite curves.

Under the heavy rain, women are equal.

Whether you have a good figure or not, whether you wear makeup or not, all your true colors will be revealed in a heavy rain.

I have to say that the girl in the southeast shadow with a veil on her face and wearing a conical hat has the best figure.

The woman on the west side is Yun Shuang'er who has disappeared for a long time. She has the longest legs!

There was another woman in the east, who turned out to be Jin He, the eldest disciple of Jade Ying Zhenren!

Compared with Yun Shuang'er and the woman in the conical hat and veil, Jin He did not seem to have much advantage as a woman in this heavy rain.

Her legs are not as long as Yunshuang'er's, and her breasts are not as big as the woman in the hat and veil.

At this moment, the three women were divided into three groups.

The reason they didn't take action was because they all sensed the presence of the other two.

Now Ye Feng has the upper hand, and since they don't know who is the enemy or not, the three women dare not act rashly.

But only these few people were soaked to the skin.

The Jade Dragon Master and the old man guarding the temple on the east side were both standing in the wind and rain with their hands behind their backs.

Strangely, the heavy rain did not get them wet.

Looking closely, all the raindrops bounced off about three inches from the surface of their bodies.

It was as if there was a five-element barrier protecting the two of them.

In the field, Ye Feng felt that his spiritual power was a little insufficient.

He complained endlessly in his heart.

I've been here with the killer for half an hour!

Why is the old man guarding the temple coming to help?

Also, didn’t the old man say that there were three women protecting him in secret?

Where are these three female bodyguards?

Did they all leave work and go home early because they saw it was going to rain tonight?

"I am the bait, and now the fish has taken the bait, but the fisherman has left?

A true fisherman would never be so irresponsible. Not to mention the wind and rain, he wouldn't leave his wife even if she divorced him! Is He Qiang the only one in the fishing world who loves his job so much and is so dedicated to it?

Ye Feng cursed in his heart.

I told you, a woman without a beard can’t be reliable!

This kind of fishing job should not be left to women!

The wind and rain grew more violent, and the black thunder in the sky exploded one after another. Countless bamboos swayed wildly in the wind and rain.

Ye Feng shouted a few times, but his voice seemed to be drowned out by the wind, rain and thunder.

There is not much spiritual power left in the Dantian.

If this continues, Ye Feng feels like he’s going to die.

It is definitely too late to absorb the spiritual power in the purple crystal now.

While he continued to control the Qi sword to attack the man in black, he shouted to the soaked green-haired boy who was watching the show, "Little Green-haired boy, are you waiting to receive your prize? Go call someone!"

The little green-haired boy blinked, unmoved.

Its perception is much stronger than the useless Ye Feng. It has already sensed that there are many people around watching this fight.

But its little brain was not smart enough to understand that these people were just watching the show.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." the little green-haired boy called a few times.

"What the hell are you doing! I told you to go get help! Go now! Run!"

"Squeak!"

"Still squeaking?! Believe it or not, I'll make you into a Cantonese dish called Sanzhier tomorrow!"