Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng took Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi's hands and flew away into the air.

The young masters of the Demon Sect did not stop them.

They were all shocked by Ye Feng's sword just now.

The sword chopped the Blood Prince Zuo Muqiu so hard that he didn't even dare to say a word.

They thought that their cultivation was on par with Zuo Muchu's.

I don't want to humiliate myself.

What's more, there had been an agreement before Ye Feng and Zuo Muqiu fought.

These evil cult villains still have some dignity and will not go back on their word.

If any of them were shameless enough to attack Ye Feng and the other two at this moment.

Then, they would find that it was not Ye Feng who flew away holding the two beauties’ hands, but the two beauties who supported Ye Feng in flying away.

After the three people left, a puff sound was heard behind Lingyin.

She turned her head and saw that it was Zuo Muchu who spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lingyin frowned slightly as she looked at Zuo Muchu, whose face was pale.

"Young Master Xue, what happened just now? Is Ye Feng's sword really that powerful?"

Zuo Muchu reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He said hoarsely, "Whether it was powerful or not, you should have seen it just now. That sword strike from him just now was impossible for anyone present to block, let alone me."

Several young masters of the Demon Sect came over from all directions.

They didn't make fun of Zuo Muqiu.

Because what Zuo Muchu said was true.

The sword's momentum was so strong that it could even tear the space apart.

All the magical powers and spells seemed to become illusions in front of that sword.

Even if I were to play, I might not be able to do better than Zuo Muqiu.

Young Master Yu Feng Tianyu gently waved the folding fan in his hand.

Unlike before, there were no beautiful flowers on the fan, but a skull with blood dripping from its empty eye sockets.

Feng Tianyu looked at the direction where Ye Feng and the other two were flying, and a sinister expression appeared on his handsome face.

He said calmly, "I didn't expect Yunhai Sect to produce a monster like Ye Feng. He is much more powerful than Fu Jinghong and Dugu Changkong."

Poison Master Yu Xin Gu said coldly, "Fu Jinghong and Dugu Changkong are nothing. When they were sixteen years old, their combined strength wouldn't be enough to be chopped off by Ye Feng's sword."

Ghost Master Lu Hanya said slowly: "Don't you think Ye Feng's sword is familiar?"

"familiar?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Lu Hanya, who was dressed in black and whose face seemed to be wrapped in a faint black aura, making it difficult to see his appearance.

The Holy Lady of Spiritual Sound spoke up, "It turns out I'm not the only one who feels this familiar feeling. Ghost Master, you're not referring to... that sword strike from over eight hundred years ago, are you?"

Lu Hanya said: "It is indeed very similar."

Everyone frowned.

Master Ming Tuoba Gu asked, "That sword strike from over eight hundred years ago? What does it mean?"

Lu Hanya said, "More than eight hundred years ago, the Dugu Sword God of the Yunhai Sect once challenged Senior Yunmo, who was the top master of our Holy Sect at that time.

According to the records handed down by my Soul-Capture Sect, Sword God Dugu used a sword move that had never been seen or heard of before to cut off one of Elder Yunmo's arms.

That sword strike was very similar to the one Ye Feng had just used, both appearing in the many cracks in space that had been torn apart."

Yu Xin Gu's expression changed slightly, and he said, "Are you talking about Dugu Sword God's...Three God-Slaying Sword Styles?"

Lu Hanya nodded slowly and said, "It's really similar, really similar."

The faces of several young people became very solemn.

Zuo Muqiu snorted, "So it's the Three God-Slaying Sword Style. No wonder the sword intent is so domineering. I deserve to be defeated by this sword."

This was his own way of trying to save face.

After all, losing to Ye Feng was the greatest humiliation in his life.

If he was defeated by the Three Swords of God-Slaying, the situation would be different.

Even Senior Yunmo, the strongest man in the Holy Church back then, had his arm cut off by this move. How could I be qualified to take this move?

Lingyin looked at everyone, and finally her eyes fell on the ghost boy Lu Hanya.

"Ghost Master, did you get the stuff?"

Lu Hanya nodded and took out a piece of white jade from his arms.

To be precise, it should be a fragment. This piece of jade is as big as a palm, but it is irregular and obviously part of a larger piece of jade.

Lingyin said: "Now that we have revealed our true colors, and we have also destroyed this small Taoist temple tonight, we are not worried about the sects in the Qinglong Mountains. However, this is the territory of the Yunhai Sect. After Ye Feng and the other two leave, they will definitely report what happened here to the Yunhai Sect.

This matter has been temporarily suspended and cannot continue. With our strength, we are simply unable to go head-to-head with the masters of the Yunhai Sect."

Young Master Yu Feng Tianyu said, "I recently discovered that someone is using our plot to seek revenge. According to the clues we have, Liu Shiheng of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect should also have a fragment of the Jade Sundial on his person.

If we withdraw now and Liu Shiheng is killed by someone who wants to take advantage of the situation, if the jade sundial is lost again, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to find any clues.

The Yunhai Sect is two thousand miles away from here. Even if the Yunhai Sect sends experts here, they will definitely not come tonight.

Now that our various factions have gathered near Qinglong Mountain, I think we should act tonight and get the fragments of the Jade Dial first."

Except for Saint Lingyin, the other young masters all agreed with Feng Tianyu's proposal.

It's still a few hours before dawn.

This amount of time is enough for them to take action.

This is the last time they can act.

Once the masters of various sects in Qinglong Mountain and Yunhai Sect react, it will be extremely difficult to snatch the fragments of the jade sundial from Liu Shiheng.

As for whether tonight's action will trigger a war between good and evil, they are not worried about that.

The rape and murder of Yun Shuang'er will definitely trigger a war between good and evil.

But the Zhenglong Temple and the Xiaoyao Sword Sect in front of him were nothing at all.

The Yunhai Sect would not go to the extent of launching an all-out war against the various demon sects just before the Lingshan Competition just for these two small and insignificant sects.

Saint Lingyin wanted to persuade them, but seeing that everyone else felt that tonight was the last chance, she didn't say anything more.

Lingyin said, "Since you all think you can attack Xiaoyao Sword Sect tonight, then do it. However, my people from the Goddess Palace are still in Yunzhou, so I'm afraid they won't be able to catch up."

Young Master Yu said, "Hmph, a small Xiaoyao Sword Sect with only a few hundred cultivators, many of whom haven't even reached the level of controlling space and objects. The people from our sects are more than enough to handle them."

After the discussion was complete, they began to use the Spirit Sound Mirror to contact the disciples of their respective sects who were lurking near Qinglong Mountain.

Saint Lingyin walked up to Zuo Muqiu and said, "Young Master Xue, are you okay?"

Zuo Muchu slowly shook his head and said, "It's okay. It's just that Ye Feng's sword was too powerful, causing the blood and energy in my body to vibrate. I'll be fine after a while of breathing."

This is the gap between Ye Feng and Blood Prince.

If it is a fight between life and death, Ye Feng will definitely be the one to die tonight.

Zuo Muchu only refrained from vomiting blood for the sake of face. He still had the strength to fight.