Evil Master and Disciple

There is some time pressure in competing for the top 400 in two days.

In the first few rounds of fighting, each battle was very short, and could be ended in half an incense stick. This was because the cultivation level of most disciples was just so-so, and there were quite a few young disciples who were at the level of flying.

After two rounds of screening, only 800 people were left out of the 3,200. Almost all of those who advanced to the top 800 were above the God Control Realm, and there were not many young disciples at the Sword Control Realm.

As the average cultivation level of the remaining disciples becomes higher and higher, the duration of each battle will gradually become longer.

Ten arenas started fighting at the same time, ten pairs, twenty people in total.

That is to say, today and tomorrow, there will be twenty competitions in each arena.

If one match lasts for an average of one stick of incense, only four matches can be played in one hour.

It takes at least five hours to complete twenty games.

This is just optimistic.

If you encounter a tough guy who destroys the ring, it will take some time to repair it.

Ye Feng carried San Zhier and came to the No. 4 ring.

That is the Zhenwei arena on the east side.

At this moment on the ring, Hong Jiu and Yuan Mo have already started fighting.

Hong Jiu was still dressed in white, and the Burning Sky Sword in his hand burst out with blazing flames.

Yuan Mo was dressed in blue.

His sword was strange, emitting a purple light.

Gold is white, wood is green, water is green, fire is red, earth is yellow...

Ye Feng rarely sees a fairy sword emitting purple light.

At this moment on the ring, Hong Jiu and Yuan Mo were fighting with swords in close combat. Both of them were stepping on the mysterious steps, and the sword energy was swirling. It seemed dazzling, but it was three parts attack and seven parts defense.

It seems that both sides are afraid of each other.

They are all testing each other's depth.

Ye Feng took this opportunity to enter the sea of ​​souls and said, "Master uncle, Master uncle..."

"what happened again?"

Ye Fuyou's voice seemed a little weak.

Yesterday in the abyss cave, his soul was illuminated by the righteous energy released by Su Xiaoli when he activated the Mountain and River Pen.

Su Xiaoli is not a Confucian or Taoist practitioner. The righteous energy in her body is absorbed through intercourse with scholars, and the righteous energy she possesses is not strong.

However, the Mountain and River Pen is a Confucian treasure and possesses an extremely powerful and righteous spirit.

The righteous spirit is the natural nemesis of evil spirits such as ghosts and goblins.

Just that one blow almost cost Ye Fuyou his life.

Ye Feng didn't notice that Ye Fuyou's voice was a little weak today.

He asked, "Master, the immortal sword in the hands of Yuan Mo who was fighting Hong Jiu in the arena seemed to be very powerful. It could even compete with the Burning Heaven Sword and even emitted purple light. What's his background?"

Ye Fuyou said slowly: "That sword also has fire attributes, and its name is Ziyou."

"Ziyou? Fire element?" Ye Feng was stunned when he heard that.

Ye Fuyou said: "You don't think that the Fire Element Immortal Sword can only release red flames, right?

Flames not only have levels and categories, but also different colors.

There is true fire, karma fire, spiritual fire, heavenly fire, and earthly fire... The Ziyou Immortal Sword is one of the few immortal swords in our Yunhai Sect that has karma fire attributes and has reached the level of an immortal weapon.

If I'm not mistaken, this young man named Yuan Mo's master should be Chen Fusheng. This sword once belonged to Chen Fusheng."

Ye Feng nodded silently and said, "Well, Master, you are absolutely right. I have heard of Yuan Mo's name. His master is indeed Uncle Chen Fusheng.

Master, who do you think will win, Hong Jiu or Yuan Mo?

“Ziyou has the attribute of Karma Fire, while Burning Heaven has the attribute of Heavenly Fire. Although they are both fire attributes, the difference is huge.

The heavenly fire burned their bodies, the karmic fire burned their souls, and it was hard to tell who was the winner. In the end, the two had to rely on the Yunhai Sword Technique to determine the winner.

However, the Burning Sky Sword is the first of the Six Burning Swords in Yunhai. Although it is a top-grade immortal weapon, its spiritual power is not much different from that of a divine weapon.

However, Ziyou is a mid-grade immortal weapon.

When activating the sword technique to launch the attack, the Burning Heaven Sword has a slight advantage. Perhaps this small advantage can affect the outcome of this competition."

Although the master uncle did not say it explicitly, Ye Feng could hear that the master uncle was more optimistic about Hong Jiu.

Ye Feng curled his lips and said, "I don't think so. Hong Jiu just fought against a master of Guiyuan Realm yesterday. Although he won, he also suffered great losses. He is not in his peak condition at the moment. I am afraid that Hong Jiu will be doomed in this battle."

The competition between Hong Jiu and Yuan Mo attracted a large number of disciples to watch.

Not only were most of the young masters of the Yunhai Sect present, but almost all the elite disciples from other sects also gathered near the No. 4 arena.

When Ye Feng was talking to himself, suddenly, a familiar female voice came from behind him.

"Xiaofeng, you're holding a green rabbit by yourself, what are you commenting on?"

Ye Feng looked back and saw that it was Mo Zhuxuan's female disciples.

Yun Shuang'er, dressed in white as white as snow and with unparalleled coldness and beauty, although standing among a group of young fairies with outstanding looks, she still stands out like a crane among chickens. Almost everyone's eyes will unconsciously fall on Yun Shuang'er after seeing this group of female disciples.

The person who spoke was Nangong Yan, who was defeated by him three days ago.

Ye Feng's face changed slightly and he turned and ran away.

After running only two steps, a white and warm hand grabbed the back of his collar.

It’s Li Xuerong.

Li Xuerong asked, "Are we female ghosts? Will you run away if you see us?"

Ye Feng laughed dryly and said, "No, no, no, I just remembered that I had something important to do, so I didn't want to slip away."

After Li Xuerong let go of her hand.

Ye Feng placed Sanzhier on his shoulder and bowed to all the women.

He said with a smile, "Greetings, Senior Sister Jin, Senior Sister Xuerong, Senior Sister Nangong, Senior Sister Yufeng, Senior Sister Qingqing, Senior Sister Jiang... and Junior Sister Shuang'er! It's been a few days since we last met, and you six senior sisters and Junior Sister Shuang'er have become even more beautiful. It's really a cause for celebration!"

"Hahaha……"

"Hehehe..."

All the women in Mozhuxuan were happy, except Yunshuang'er who had a gloomy face.

Jin He laughed and said, "You little brat, you'll never be able to get over the fact that Shuang'er is your junior sister, right? Shuang'er is eight or nine years older than you, so what's wrong with calling her Senior Sister?"

Ye Feng said sternly, "How can we change the rules set by our ancestors just like that? Right, Junior Sister Shuang'er!"

Yun Shuang'er's face was cold, and she practically gritted her teeth as she spoke, "Senior Brother Ye is absolutely right. Respect for elders and juniors should never be taken lightly. I only regret why I pulled you out of the cesspool in the first place! I should have let you starve to death!"

"Ah, ah, ah... Shuang'er, you're so boring! Let's not talk about the past! Oh, Shuang'er, I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to have changed a lot. Yeah, Senior Sister Jin seems to have changed a little too."

When everyone was confused, Ye Feng stretched out his hands and made a lifting and chest expansion movement in front of his chest.

The girls immediately understood what Ye Feng meant.

Yun Shuang'er's fair cheeks suddenly turned red.

Jin He smiled brightly and said, "You little brat, it's only grown a little bit, and you noticed that? You're quite observant!"

Nangong Yan said: "He is from Yunhai Sect, no, he is the most perverted person in Tianyun Mountain. The first thing he does when he sees a girl is stare at her breasts. Shameless!"

Ye Feng immediately shook his head and argued, "Senior Sister Nangong, you can't wrongly accuse a good person! Senior Sister Jin, Shuang'er, and I are all very familiar with each other. I don't need to stare closely. I can see the changes in them at a glance."

Yun Shuang'er's face continued to turn red.

Jin He continued to laugh and waved his hands, saying, "Just a little, just a little bit! It's not as exaggerated as you say! Oh, Ye Feng is really sharp-eyed. You guys are together all day, haven't you noticed the changes in me and my junior sister?"

Nangong Yan, the girl from the plains, glanced at Jin He's upper body and said, "Big Sister, now that you mention it, it seems like there really have been some changes. Did you and Little Sister secretly use some secret recipe?"

Before Jin He could say anything, Ye Feng spoke first, "They must have used a secret recipe! Some time ago, I even got Shuang'er a basket of purple sunflowers!"

Last time in the medicine garden, Yun Shuang'er originally wanted thirty purple sunflowers, but later said that the eldest sister might also need them, so she asked Ye Feng to get sixty purple sunflowers in exchange for the spiritual painting.

After returning to Fenglingju, Ye Feng learned from the fat master that purple sunflower is not used for bathing, but for breast enhancement.

The next day, Ye Feng, this straight man, had a fight with Yun Shuang'er on the top of Luoxia Peak just because he mentioned some uses of purple sunflower.

No matter how stupid Ye Feng was, he knew that Yun Shuang'er needed the purple vine to help her and Jin He improve their figures.

Because he defeated Nangong Yan and saw that the girls from Mozhuxuan were embarrassed and failed to escape, Ye Feng simply changed the subject to prevent these girls from causing trouble for him all the time.

This trick of diverting the trouble away and transplanting flowers and trees really shifted the attention of all the women to Jinhe.

Nangong Yan's eyes lit up, and she said, "Senior Sister, you... really do have a secret recipe. We've been sisters for many years, you can't be partial to one over the other! Especially to me! Everyone can see that I... I need this secret recipe even more! Please share it with me quickly!"

Jin He smiled and said, "I did get a secret recipe from An Nian some time ago. I thought I'd tell you if it really worked!"

"Your effect is very obvious! Senior Sister, come on, let's talk for a moment."

Nangong Yan pulled Jin He aside, and Li Xuerong, Qian Yufeng and others immediately came over.

They originally came to watch the shocking battle between Hong Jiu and Yuan Mo.

Now, when they heard that there was an exclusive secret recipe for changing body shape and secondary development, and that the secret recipe came from the big cow An Nian, these girls no longer cared about the fighting competition, but all gathered around and asked what the secret recipe was.

Seeing that these girls were attracted by the secret recipe, Ye Feng grinned.

Just as he was about to boast about being a genius, someone hit him on the back of the head.

He covered the back of his head and was about to curse, but saw that the perpetrator was Yun Shuang'er.

He smiled awkwardly, moved quietly, and put some distance between himself and Yun Shuang'er.

She said, "Shuang'er, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why do you hit me as soon as we meet? At worst, I can just stop calling you Junior Sister from now on."

A hint of shame and anger appeared in Yun Shuang'er's cold eyes.

She approached Ye Feng and whispered, "Didn't you promise at Luoxia Peak that you wouldn't tell anyone about this? Are you looking for death?"

Ye Feng looked innocent and whispered, "Isn't it the spanking during our fight that needs to be kept secret? Does Zi Luo Kui's matter also need to be kept secret?"

Yun Shuang'er was dumbfounded, with an expression of surprise and helplessness as if she had been defeated by you.

Shame and anger are shame and anger.

Today Ye Feng said that he had changed a lot, and Yun Shuang'er still felt very happy in his heart.

Seeing Ye Feng's unfazed attitude, Yun Shuang'er knew that if she continued to dwell on this issue, she would be the only one to feel ashamed, because Ye Feng was such a shameless guy.

So Yun Shuang'er also used a trick of "flower-for-tree" and asked, "Where have you been these past two days?"

Ye Feng said: "I was injured in my last fight with Senior Sister Nangong, and I have been recuperating in the house for the past two days."

"You're kidding! When I came back from Luoxia Peak yesterday evening, I saw you flying towards us from the back of the mountain, holding Sanzhier."

"Ah? You saw it? Then I might have remembered it wrongly. I wasn't recuperating in the house. I was recuperating in the small hut in the bamboo forest in the back mountain."

"Is there any truth left in your mouth?"

"Yes, but not much."

Ye Feng spoke bluntly.

Yun Shuang'er didn't expect Ye Feng to answer like this, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

After a while, she finally said, "Come with me, let's find a quiet place."

"What are you doing? I still want to watch Hong Jiu and Yuan Mo fight!"

Of course he knew that Yun Shuang'er's talk of finding a quiet place was definitely not about anything sexual, but about wanting to ask him about the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art.

Ye Feng immediately shook his head to refuse.

Yun Shuang'er snorted, "Why don't you come and try? I was able to pull you out of the cesspool more than ten years ago, and I can stuff you back in more than ten years later!"

Having said that, Yun Shuang'er turned and left.

"Hey hey... vulgar!" Ye Feng was dumbfounded.

Is this girl a robber?

He glanced at Yun Shuang'er's graceful back as she left, then turned around to look at the increasingly fierce fight between Hong Jiu and Yuan Mo on the ring.

He smiled bitterly and took Sanzhier from his shoulders back into his arms.

He murmured, "Sanzhi'er, Fatty Master is right. Women are all tigers! Tigresses!"