Evil Master and Disciple

In mid-air, Lin Yi did not give Ye Feng any time to react. He pointed his sword and three thousand Qi swords merged together and with sword intent added made a sharp and piercing sound. They shot towards Ye Feng from all directions like blooming flowers.

Ye Feng knew that this was Lin Yi’s true strength.

The simple sword-condensing style of the Nine Sword-Controlling Styles is enough to sweep away his peers.

Ye Feng was waiting for this moment.

He deliberately revealed his decline.

Lin Yi felt that his spiritual power was running out.

Only in this way can Lin Yi reveal his true strength.

Ye Feng had been activating the Qi Sword for half a day, and most of the spiritual power came from the spiritual power of the Purple and Green Divine Sword. He only consumed less than 20% of his own spiritual power.

This time, Lin Yi activated three thousand Qi swords. Although the number was the same as before, the power of a single Qi sword was much greater than before.

The unbreakable net of a thousand swords laid by Ye Feng was completely destroyed by these three thousand air swords in a moment.

Countless air swords pierced through the sword net and shot towards Ye Feng without any hindrance.

But Ye Feng had no intention of dodging.

When the surrounding disciples were all feeling very puzzled, Ye Feng shouted, and the Purple-Green Divine Sword flew out of his hand, turning into a dark green light column that shot towards the sky and rushed straight forward.

The first two or three hundred of the flying blue gas swords were immediately destroyed and shattered by the purple-green sword.

However, there were too many blue gas swords that broke through the sword net, and Ye Feng only destroyed two or three hundred of them, and was unable to reverse the situation at all.

More blue air swords shot over immediately.

The moment Ye Feng swung out the Purple-Green Divine Sword, his body fell rapidly. While falling, he pulled out the Eight Desolate Immortal Sword from behind with his backhand.

And countless blue gas swords, under the control of Lin Yi's mind, also tried to change direction and chase after him.

The moment he landed on the ring, Ye Feng's body began to spin rapidly, like a high-speed spinning top.

The Eight Desolate Sword released golden sword beams.

As Ye Feng spun at high speed, these golden sword beams also began to rotate.

From a distance, it looked like a golden tornado enveloping Ye Feng's body.

As soon as countless blue air swords approached the golden rotating airflow, they began to fly around like headless flies, and finally were controlled by the mysterious force and began to rotate around Ye Feng.

Nangong Yan saw this scene, rubbed his eyes, and said: "This... This is my signature skill, Wind-Swept Broken Sword... How come this kid can master the wind sword intent?"

Jin He slowly shook his head and said, "This isn't wind-based sword intent. This is the power of Tai Chi from the Taoist school. It's about using the opponent's force to counterattack, using a little force to displace a great force."

Everyone was stunned.

At this moment, Jin He couldn't help but look at Liu Yinshui who was watching the fight intently.

This unremarkable dark-skinned guy was right.

Ye Feng really used the earth-based defensive power of the Eight Desolate Sword, combined with the Tai Chi power in the Tai Chi Mysterious Sword Technique, to dissolve Lin Yi's powerful offensive.

Did Liu Yinshui see through everything long ago? Or did he just stumble upon it by accident?

In mid-air, Lin Yi's face suddenly changed.

Because he found that once the Qi swords he condensed and activated got within ten feet of Ye Feng's body, he would lose control of them.

Lin Yi did not believe in evil and continued to urge the condensed sword to attack crazily.

But without exception, all the Qi swords would be deflected by a mysterious force field when approaching Ye Feng, and then the Qi swords would cut off their connection with themselves.

Those Qi swords that had lost contact did not disappear immediately, but were spinning in the golden light around Ye Feng.

As Lin Yi continued to activate more blue energy swords, originally Lin Yi could only activate three thousand of these fused energy swords with added sword intent at the same time.

As a result, there are now at least tens of thousands of swords on the ring, and most of them have been hijacked by the power driven by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng has also reached his limit at this moment.

If the number of Qi swords continues to increase, he will not be able to control it.

"The beginning of hard strength, the end of soft strength, the beginning of transforming strength, the blending of yin and yang, the harmony of hardness and softness, is called Tai... Chi!"

"Everywhere they touch, a circle forms. Lead them into the void. All methods converge. Leverage and transform the force. The power of the profound way! I return it to you!"

As Ye Feng's voice rang out on the ring, nearly ten thousand air swords were controlled by him to rotate, and they all shot towards Lin Yi in the air like raindrops.

Lin Yi's face changed drastically.

At first he thought it was a tornado column formed by Ye Feng's wind-type sword intent.

Only at this moment did he realize that this was the secret of Tai Chi!

"Master is so biased!"

Lin Yi felt secretly unhappy.

As the master's true disciples, they have not yet been taught the Tai Chi Xuan Dao, Chiyang Heart Thunder Sutra and other high-level true skills of the Yunhai Sect.

But the master passed it on to Ye Feng.

Could it be that Ye Feng was not talking nonsense, and he was really his master's illegitimate grandson?

The sword of energy that he had condensed with great difficulty was actually controlled by Ye Feng and shot towards him.

Lin Yi was filled with shock and anger.

Countless disciples around the arena were shocked when they saw this scene.

There were endless exclamations and exclamations.

Fortunately, Ye Feng could not control these air swords at will. He could only control these air swords to shoot in the same direction.

Lin Yi naturally couldn't dissolve the tens of thousands of flying swords at the same time.

He used his body skills to quickly change positions in the air.

Tens of thousands of air swords all hit the water curtain barrier surrounding the arena.

The four elders continued to frantically transfer their true energy into the eye of the barrier, and only then did they manage to stabilize the barrier.

If the barrier collapses, tens of thousands of air swords will shoot towards the disciples watching the battle around like headless flies, and there will definitely be considerable casualties.

"Oh my goodness, this move of the boss is so cool!"

Zhuge Benlei let out a strange cry.

Huang Ling'er no longer had time to be jealous, and screamed along with Chun, Xia, Qiu, Dong, Xiao Man and others.

Everyone was shocked by Ye Feng's move.

It turns out to be Tai Chi Xuan Dao...

Many of the failed disciples couldn't help but have an idea in their minds.

"Is this the treatment given to the disciples of the victorious successor?"

It is difficult for even the elders to access the secrets of the Mysterious Dao of Tai Chi.

But Ye Feng knew this trick.

This must be the benefit for the winner back then!

This makes many losers feel very uncomfortable.

No wonder Ye Feng dared to fire a map cannon in public and mock the group of losers back then.

So many high-level magic weapons, and blood-refined divine weapons...

If it were me, I would dare to do the same!

Ye Feng also knew that the Qi sword he bounced back could not hurt Lin Yi.

He just didn't look at Lin Yi's miserable appearance. He held the Eight Desolations Sword in both hands, with the blade pointing downward, and stabbed it hard.

The Eight Desolations Great Sword, emitting a bright yellow light, pierced into the hard rock floor beneath his feet like cutting ice and snow.

"break!"

Ye Feng twisted his waist, and the Eight Desolate Immortal Sword stirred the arena.

The huge arena was shaking, and countless rocks were shattered and flew up.

The rock fragments all over the sky and on the ground were spinning around Ye Feng at high speed, as if forming a huge rock cocoon that obscured Ye Feng's figure.

Ye Feng's true essence once again madly poured into the Eight Desolate Immortal Sword, and the sword emitted a dazzling luster.

No one could see Ye Feng clearly as he was covered in golden light and obscured by countless rocks.

This is exactly the effect Ye Feng wants.

When everyone's vision was blocked and they could not see him, Ye Feng quickly formed a seal with his hands.

At the same time, a spiritual force quickly rushed out from the sea of ​​soul, frantically attacking the four important acupoints of tailbone, tanzhong, qihai, and shenmen.

The next moment, a pure and masculine aura burst out from Ye Feng's body like a volcanic eruption.

"Sword... come..."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed in the air. The purple lightning and green frost were like lightning that broke through space, broke through layers of obstacles, turned into a purple lightning light, and shot towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng grasped the hilt of the Purple-Green Sword with his backhand.

The surging pure yang power poured into the magic sword frantically.

In the microscopic world of the Purple-Green Divine Sword, the seal that imprisoned the lightning was instantly torn apart.

Countless electric snakes rushed out from the gap like a river bursting its dam.

A low thunder sounded from the purple lightning and blue frost hollow spherical gauntlet.

Tiny arcs of electricity appeared on the rusty sword.

The electric arc formed an electric current, which quickly spread through Ye Feng's wrist and spread throughout his body.

The next moment, Ye Feng turned into a broom head again.

The straight hair immediately made Ye Feng's height increase by more than a foot.

Thunder and lightning began to gather around, and the rotating stones were smashed to pieces by the constantly moving electric snakes.

The electric snakes increased rapidly, forming a terrifying electric net across the entire arena.

The twisted electric snake, as thick as an arm, made a crackling sound that made your scalp tingle.

When the disciples near the ring saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed and they subconsciously stepped back, wanting to get away.

However, there were more than 20,000 people gathered around the ring, and it was almost crowded, making it impossible to take a single step back.