Evil Master and Disciple

When Ye Feng practiced sword-controlling skills before, he only circled above the yard, and the highest point was only a few dozen meters from the ground.

This time it was different. He was going to fly from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. The height between the two was more than three thousand feet.

Before taking off, Ye Feng was both excited and nervous.

He repeatedly checked whether his feet were tied firmly. If they came loose in mid-air, he would be in big trouble.

Ye Fuyou's voice slowly sounded.

"Humans yearn for the sky immensely, yet when they truly reach the point of conquering it, they are filled with fear. This is a step every cultivator must take. Don't be afraid, fly with confidence!"

With Ye Fuyou's encouragement, Ye Feng took a deep breath.

Driven by telekinesis, the Purple-Green Divine Sword began to carry him slowly into the air.

At this moment, whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Three beams of light flashed past his body on both sides like lightning.

"Boss, you are flying too slowly! Yaoyao carrying Ling'er is much faster than you. Are you a turtle?" Fang Tong's mocking voice came from above.

Ye Feng was very generous. With a thought, the purple-green sword under his feet suddenly released a faint dark green luster, and turned into a residual shadow that soared into the sky, instantly surpassing the three people above.

"Ah! Stop! Stop! Help!"

Ye Feng was flying so fast for the first time. His body was out of control at this moment, but his feet were tied to the sword, so he could only be carried by the magic sword and fly rapidly upwards in the air.

His mind was blank now, and the only thing he could do was scream for help!

Fang Tong and the other two looked at each other.

Qi Yao was stunned and said, "Is the big rat that just jumped up the stairs the boss?"

Zhuge Benlei said, "It seems to be him! Why is he staggering so much..."

Fang Tongdao: "He's probably showing off his sword-wielding skills to us! Come on, let's catch up!"

After about ten seconds, Ye Feng controlled the magic sword.

The Blood Refined Divine Sword has lightning attributes and is extremely fast.

Ye Feng felt just now that his body was flying in front and his soul was chasing behind.

Now I am finally possessed by the spirit.

He steadied his body, controlled the Purple-Green Divine Sword to hang in the air, and gasped for breath.

He said with a lingering fear, "Damn it... How could it be so fast! This genius was scared to death! Fortunately, my feet were tied to the magic sword, otherwise I would have been smashed into a meat pie!"

Ye Fuyou said: "Blood-refined magic weapons are different from ordinary magic weapons. Ordinary magic weapons are controlled by divine thoughts, while blood-refined magic weapons are connected to the blood of the master, and the magic weapons will act according to the master's thoughts.

What you were thinking about just now was to fly at full speed and surpass them, and the Purple-Green Divine Sword flew rapidly.

This high-speed flight will be of great benefit to you, allowing you to master the sword-controlling technique as quickly as possible."

Ye Feng suddenly realized and thought, this magic weapon is of too high a grade, which is also very distressing.

At this time, Fang Tong and the other three flew to Ye Feng's surroundings.

Huang Ling'er, who was riding on the same immortal sword with Qi Yao, said, "Brother, are you okay? I thought I heard you shouting for help just now!"

"Junior sister, you must be hallucinating. How could I, your senior brother, be shouting for help? Didn't you see how fast I flew just now?! I've been waiting for you here for a long time!"

Huang Ling'er looked suspicious, wondering if she had really heard it wrong?

"What are you idiots doing hanging in the air? Get out of the way!"

Dozens of streams of light flew rapidly from the side and rushed towards the five people.

They were all young disciples who practiced sword-flying. Their sword-flying skills were definitely higher than Ye Feng's, but not much higher. They almost had a traffic accident in the air!

Dozens of streams of light avoided the five people from both sides.

Many young people greeted the four people who blocked their way warmly.

"How dare you call us idiots! This is outrageous! Chase them and beat them up!"

Once Qi Yao gets angry, even ten oxen can't pull her back.

She seemed to have forgotten that Huang Ling'er was riding on the same sword with her.

Huang Ling'er had only been practicing Taoism for a few days.

Amid Huang Ling'er's screams, the magic sword under Qi Yao's feet turned into a brilliant green light, whistling upwards with astonishing power.

This is the low-grade wood-type artifact that her grandmother got for her not long ago, called Green Sea.

In terms of grade, it is one level higher than Huang Ling'er Fen Ji!

Looking across the entire Yunhai Sect, she is the only teenage disciple who possesses a divine sword of divine quality.

Oh no, there is another Ye Feng now.

"Yaoyao, fly slower, I'm scared!" Huang Ling'er hugged Qi Yao's slender waist tightly and shouted loudly.

Only then did Qi Yao remember that Huang Ling'er had no cultivation.

Slow down quickly.

Looking at the group of lights gradually disappearing into the distance, she said bitterly, "You're lucky! Otherwise, I would have thrown all of you from the sky!"

Seeing Qi Yao, who looked depressed, coming back with Huang Ling'er, who looked pale, Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He said, "Fourth sister, please don't cause trouble! Staying here will really affect traffic. Let's fly to the mountaintop square first!"

This time Ye Feng learned his lesson and didn't dare to fly too fast, but his speed was not slow either.

The fairy swords under the feet of the four people released a faint light at the same time during the flight, which turned into four meteors and slid across the sky. It was very beautiful.

After about ten minutes, everyone finally flew to the top of Xingluo Peak.

Most of the floating mountains suspended above the Xingluo Peak were now under their feet, covered by layers of sea of ​​clouds, with lights flickering in the sky. There were also elders flying in the clouds or riding on cranes, making it seem like a fairyland.

The square on the top of the mountain was even larger than Ye Feng had expected. It was estimated that it could accommodate 100,000 people at the same time.

Ten tall arenas are arranged in eight directions in the shape of Tai Chi Bagua.

On the west side of the huge square, there stands a huge stone tablet that is one hundred meters high.

Above and behind the stone tablet, there is an extremely huge palace floating.

The palace is magnificent and golden, surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds, appearing and disappearing.

A white staircase over 30 meters wide extends from the palace entrance to the stone tablet in the square.

This is the world-famous Yunhai Hall.

Ye Feng was deeply shocked by the huge floating palace in front of him.

He once wondered if he had come to the Heavenly Palace.

Ye Feng had always heard that the Yunhai Sect had more than 8,000 inner disciples and more than 30,000 outer disciples.

However, on the mountainside where he lived, there were not many disciples to be seen on weekdays, most of them were older elders.

Now that he had flown to the square on the top of the mountain, he truly witnessed how powerful the Yunhai Sect was.

The huge square was packed with people.

Fighting has already started on three of the ten arenas, with sword energy swirling and rumbling sounds continuing.

No less than a thousand people gathered around the eight arenas.

And more people were practicing sword techniques in the square.

It is not the basic sword-controlling technique, but the real sword technique of the Yunhai Sect.

The sword energy in the sky was like rain, flying in the air at will under the disciple's control.

There are also some extremely magical spells.

Ye Feng stared at everything in front of him in a daze, feeling it was so unreal.

"Boss, stop standing there like an idiot! Are you going to continue practicing your sword skills in the air, or are you going to practice swordplay in the square?"

Fang Tong saw Ye Feng in a daze and couldn't help but shout.

Ye Feng came back to his senses and said, "It's so lively here! Let's walk around the square first!"

Then he sat down at the edge of the square and began to untie the rope.

There were several disciples around who couldn't help but laugh and show mocking expressions when they saw Ye Feng actually tied the magic sword to his feet.

However, after seeing Ye Feng's appearance clearly, these disciples immediately lowered their heads and walked away.

This is the leader of the four evil bullies in Yunhai Sect who bullies men and women. If he sees me laughing at him, I will definitely be in trouble.

Ye Feng untied the rope, rolled it up and put it in his arms.

When I looked up, I saw that those scumbags had already walked away, as if they didn't want others to know that they knew me.

Ye Feng quickly picked up the Purple-Green Sword, inserted it into the scabbard behind him, and chased after him.

"I say, can you guys please walk slower? Wait for me!"

"Boss, you'd better practice your sword-riding skills. It's really embarrassing that you have to sit on the ground to untie the rope after flying the sword!" Fang Tong couldn't help but complain.

"Okay, okay, I'll just practice hard recently! Give me ten days, and I'll throw away this broken rope!"

Everyone walked towards the center of the square, talking and laughing.

Ye Feng and Huang Ling'er transformed into a country bumpkin duo.

I saw a young girl stomping her feet on the ground, and countless sharp rock spikes instantly grew out of the ground within a radius of ten feet, like stalagmites.

The two country bumpkins immediately applauded.

He was just about to reach into his pocket and take out a few copper coins and throw them on the ground to reward the female disciple.

Fang Tong and others covered their foreheads with their hands and subconsciously moved away from the country bumpkin duo, so as not to be thought of as country bumpkins by others.

"Brother, look quickly, that person is playing with fire!"

Ye Feng turned his head and saw a young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, holding a red fairy sword. Under the stimulation of his true energy, flames suddenly shot up into the sky from the fairy sword, forming a fire dragon.

"This one's even more powerful! Fire Man!"

Ye Feng shouted loudly with an exaggerated expression.

The strange behavior of these two people attracted a lot of people's attention, and they pointed at them.

Huang Ling'er noticed something was wrong and whispered, "Brother, I feel like everyone around us is looking at us with strange eyes. Is there something on my face?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "No...it's very clean!"

"Then why are they all stealing glances at me? And pointing at me..."

"I guess he was stunned by your beauty, Junior Sister!"

Huang Ling'er naturally didn't believe it.

In the village, she is indeed the absolute village beauty.

But in Yunhai Sect, she felt like an ugly duckling among a group of white swans.

The female disciples of Yunhai Sect are all good-looking.

Especially the aura she exuded, like a fairy from the ninth heaven, made Huang Ling'er feel ashamed of herself.

Huang Ling'er still had some self-awareness and said, "Brother, stop joking!"

Qi Yao couldn't bear it any longer, so she stepped forward and said, "Can you two junior sisters keep your voices down? It's just fire control, there's no need to make such a fuss! It's so embarrassing!"

Huang Ling'er understood why those people were pointing fingers at the two of them.

She was suddenly embarrassed and her face turned red.

Ye Feng didn't care at all. His face didn't turn red and his heart didn't beat fast. He had a shameless expression that said, "I'm just a country bumpkin. What can you do to me?"