Evil Master and Disciple

One sword clears the dust and moves the dragons and snakes.

Two swords, twin lotus flowers.

The chaos of the three swords is like an eternal night.

The four swords turn into light at dawn.

The first move of God Slaying, Dawn, has four moves in total, and each move is based on sword intent.

Theoretically speaking, even if a mortal swordsman has not reached the level of flying, but his understanding of the way of the sword has reached a certain level, he can also use this move.

The first sword opens the dust, which is derived from the meaning of clearing away the smoke and dust.

With the help of the sword spirit Miss Xiao Zi, Ye Feng borrowed the sword power from the purple lightning and green frost, and then followed the mantras and practice essentials taught by his ancestors, and successfully opened his world.

He continued to mobilize the mysterious force that flowed into his body from the purple lightning and green frost, like a force field, controlling the flying leaves and gravel in the sky, taking mysterious steps and moving his sword like a dragon and a snake.

A moment later, two identical Ye Fengs suddenly appeared under the moonlight.

It is similar to the art of cloning, but not the same art.

By moving his body and concentrating his sword intent, his close combat strength suddenly doubled.

It is the twin lotus flowers.

In the shadow of the bamboo forest, Master Yun Yi narrowed his eyes. He discovered that Ye Feng was not using the clone technique.

He murmured, "Is this the Twin Lotuses that Master Uncle Dugu used to dazzle so much in his youth? I never thought Master Uncle would incorporate this move into Breaking Dawn."

The sword intent around is like a knife, and the strong wind is like a blade.

The strong wind carried the sword intent, cutting the bamboo leaves not far away.

The falling bamboo leaves were imbued with sword intent and transformed into tiny sharp blades.

"Chaos is like eternal night!"

Ye Feng recalled the formulas and key points that he had memorized by heart, and shouted out.

The bamboo leaves and gravel in the sky were spinning rapidly around Ye Feng, wrapping him up like a huge eggshell, or like the legendary chaos that enveloped everything.

The surrounding winds grew increasingly fierce, and the whistling sound of the wind and the clanging of swords broke the silence of the back mountain.

"Dawn turns to light!"

After half an incense stick of time had passed, Ye Feng's voice finally rang out in the madly spinning dome.

Then, tiny cracks appeared in the giant egg that looked like chaos.

It was as if the space was cut through, and a faint strange luster shone through the cracks in the space.

Although there are not many of them, although the light is not very bright, and although it is far less than the effect when Dugu Chan used the bamboo sword to activate it yesterday morning.

But for a young disciple like Ye Feng, this is a powerful force that cannot be broken.

After the dawn turned into light, the strong wind suddenly stopped, the sword energy disappeared, and the bamboo leaves that were originally as sharp as knives turned into ordinary bamboo leaves again, slowly falling from the air.

Countless pieces of gravel fell to the ground, making a bang bang bang sound, just like hail falling.

Ye Feng was breathing heavily.

Looking at the dozen or so space cracks around him that he had created.

After a moment, the space crack as small as a willow leaf slowly disappeared, and the whole world returned to peace.

"This kid... really learned it?"

The expression on Miss Mozhu's pretty face, who was watching from the window, was so wonderful.

Yesterday, this kid messed up even Kaichen's dragon and snake moves.

How come Ye Feng activated the Four Swords of Dawn in just one day?

Especially the last sword, although it was far less terrifying and powerful than the one used by Dugu Chan, the fact that Ye Feng could barely activate this sword had already shattered Miss Mo Zhu's three views.

Could it be that... this guy wasn't just talking nonsense? Was he really a one-in-a-million cultivation prodigy?

Another person whose three views were shattered was Master Yun Yi.

He had only heard of the Three God-Slaying Sword Styles from his late mentor, Xuan Fu Zhenren.

But Master Xuanfu has never seen it either.

Since our ancestor comprehended this ultimate sword technique eight hundred years ago, he has only performed it publicly once and has never performed it again.

Seeing the dawn driven by Ye Feng tonight, Yun Yi felt that his blood, which had been cold for many years, seemed to start boiling again.

Ye Feng just started practicing this move yesterday morning, and tonight he was able to barely activate Dawn.

Especially that move of dawn-transforming light, which could even split the space. It was hard to imagine that if it was used against a flesh and blood body, it would be torn into pieces.

Now Master Yun Yi finally understood why Great-Uncle Dugu, at the age of over sixty, was able to defeat the Demon Cult's top master, the over five hundred year old Ancestor Yunmo, and cut off one of Ancestor Yunmo's arms.

Ye Feng is just a beginner, and he can't even unleash one tenth of the power of this move.

If it were Uncle Master Dugu who used this move, I'm afraid no one in the world would be able to block this sword.

"The Three God-Slaying Swords of our ancestors are indeed worthy of their reputation."

As Ye Feng was quickly calming the turbulent blood and energy in his body, Master Yun Yi's voice slowly rang out.

Ye Feng was stunned, and turned around to see the head master, who walked out from the shadow of the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back.

Ye Feng quickly retracted Ziqing and said with a dry laugh, "Master, you know everything?"

Master Yun Yi walked up to Ye Feng and said with a smile, "There aren't many things in Yunhai Sect that I don't know."

Ye Feng thought to himself, you old man are just bragging.

Those vampires must have been stealing the spiritual energy from the veins of Tianyun Mountain for quite some time, but you didn't seem to know about it beforehand.

Of course, just complain a few words in your heart.

The person in front of me is the chairman of Yunhai Group. I am just a slave working on the assembly line in the workshop and I dare not embarrass the CEO.

Master Yun Yi said, "The fact that our ancestor was able to teach you the Three God-Slaying Sword Styles is your opportunity and your good fortune. You are still young, and you have a lot of room for improvement in your cultivation. You must practice diligently in the future and don't let our ancestor down."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "I will follow the teachings of Second Uncle Master. I will never let Uncle Master and the old ancestor down."

Master Yun Yi reached out and touched Ye Feng's head, saying, "I'm very relieved to know that the Yunhai Sect has a successor. However, the Three God-Slaying Sword Style is very special. Before your cultivation level is no longer sufficient to protect you, do not reveal this to others. As the saying goes, human hearts are unpredictable, so you must be on guard."

Since the ancestor did not pass on the Three God-Slaying Sword Styles to the successive leaders of the Yunhai Sect, but chose to pass it on to Ye Feng, whose hair has not even grown yet, then this opportunity belongs exclusively to Ye Feng.

Although Yun Yi was jealous, he was not so determined as to snatch the opportunity from a young disciple.

What's more, this is on our ancestors' territory.

What Master Yun Yi values ​​is that the Three God-Slaying Sword Style can become a unique skill of the Yunhai Sect, passed down from generation to generation. As for whether Master Yun Yi understands it or not, it is not important.

He knew that his ancestor must be listening to their conversation in the ancestral temple.

He immediately changed the subject so that the old ancestor wouldn't think that he was too concerned about the Three Sword Styles of God-Slaying.

He said, "Ye Feng, I heard that you are planning to open a Lingbao Pavilion."

"Uh..." Ye Feng's expression froze.

He wondered if the headmaster had gotten wind of something and learned that the magical treasures he was about to sell were all stolen by Sanzhier from the tombs of past ancestors?

I felt guilty and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"You know what Lingbao Pavilion does, right?"

"Forehead……"

"Do you have so many magical treasures, talismans, elixirs, and exotic flowers and herbs?"

"Forehead……"

"I also heard that you placed the corpse of an earth spirit beast at the entrance of Lingbao Pavilion."

"Forehead……"

"Is it the Lingbao Pavilion that Jinghong and you opened together?"

"Yes! Yes! It's Second Brother!"

Ye Feng, who had been unable to fart for a long time, knew that he had the secret of the treasure house that had not been exposed when he heard the head master mention Fu Jinghong.

He bluntly put the blame on Fu Jinghong's afro.

The answer was decisive and righteous.

Master Yun Yi was not surprised, because Fu Jinghong now controlled Lingbao Academy. Yunhai Sect's weapon refining hall, alchemy hall, talisman hall... all belonged to Lingbao Academy.

With Fu Jinghong's intelligence and talent, he could easily make some money in Lingbaoyuan, find an agent to open a Lingbao shop, and sell the things in exchange for spirit crystals, silver... or other cultivation resources. It would be a very simple matter.

When Master Yun Yi and Master Yun He were competing for the position of headmaster, they also did something similar.

Because I have done it before, I am familiar with it.

Because of familiarity, we are professional.

Because of professionalism, we are conceited.

Master Yun Yi's arrogance caused him to guess wrongly about the Lingbao Pavilion.

This matter has nothing to do with Fu Jinghong at all.

Ye Feng wanted to use Lingbao Pavilion to lead his brothers to common prosperity while secretly engaging in illegal activities such as selling stolen goods and laundering money.

Inside the bamboo building, Chen Xiaodi whispered to Mo Zhu, "Sister Mo Zhu, who is the senior who is talking to Master Ye down there?"

Mo Zhu said, "You don't know him? He is the leader of the Yunhai Sect, Master Yun Yi!"

"Ah? It's the Master!?"

Chen Xiaodi's pretty face suddenly changed.

She was just the lowest-ranking outer disciple in the Yunhai Sect, and had not even reached the level of flying.

Everyone else went to Xingluo Peak to watch the fights, but she had never been there yet.

I didn't expect that I could see the master who is like a god in the eyes of the world here in the back mountain tonight!

And it's such a close distance.

This was something Chen Xiaodi had never dared to imagine before.