Chapter 107 Mountaineering

"It's not easy!" Muttering the evaluation of the Qing Emperor, Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. He could be evaluated as not simple by the Qing Emperor. Thinking about it with his buttocks and knew that it was really not simple, absolutely not simple.

"Alas, I'm just a mediocre person. She is simple and doesn't seem to have much to do with me." Touching his chin, Ye Feng smiled and seemed to have nothing to do with him.

The sunlight is not strong, or here, the sunlight has always been so mild and appropriate, but it pulls Ye Feng's shadow very long.

With his hands in his trouser pockets and packed his mood, Ye Feng looked leisurely. Following the familiarity in his heart, he walked in style and could also enjoy the beautiful but bleak scenery on the floating island.

This kind of scenery may not be beautiful but very durable, at least in Ye Feng's eyes, especially when the yellow leaves in the sun wither in the wind.

Ye Feng enjoyed this feeling, so he tasted this plainness, tranquility and peace, and a mood that was originally a little restless because of the second-level task was unconsciously calming.

Unconsciously, Ye Feng has come to the southeast of the floating island.

To the southeast of the floating island is a mountain. A mountain is not steep but has eight hundred feet of highland peaks. If you look at it from a distance, you will find that the mountain is like an old scalper crawling on the ground and sleeping soundly, and even the horns are lifelike.

Near the foot of the mountain, Ye Feng found that the sense of summoning became stronger and stronger.

With a touch of expectation, Ye Feng jumped straight to the mountain. After a few flashes, his figure disappeared between the mountains and forests.

"Teacher, shall we just leave him alone?" Tie Mu looked respectful and humble, like a simple child facing his parents.

"Isn't that good!" Looking at Ye Feng's disappeared back, Ling Yanran smiled, "If he can really make it come back to the world, it will be regarded as fulfilling your family's wish."

"However, I'm worried~~~" Tiemu frowned slightly and looked at the top of the mountain. "If you want it to recognize the Lord, the conditions are too harsh. It has been 100,000 years since the ancestors completed it. In these 100,000 years, one genius after another and demon wanted it to recognize the Lord, but none of them succeeded. The disciples don't want him to follow those people. The aftert.

"Everyone has their own creation." Zero's figure is still plain, and his beautiful face is still so calm. "You see, he doesn't know that this is the forbidden place of Zero. He has never even come to Zero, but he goes straight there. Who can say that this is not a fate."

"So, take it easy, Tiemu. Your family's burden is heavy enough, and it's time to end all this. Of course, if he can succeed." As he spoke, Zero's eyes had a faint expectation and turned away.

Except for the newcomers, all the disciples of Tianmen know that there is a mountain in the gate, which is located in the southeast of the floating island.

People are used to calling this mountain a barren mountain, because it is really desolate.

There is a sword on the barren mountain, a sword that no one has been able to recognize the Lord since it came out.

Ye Feng doesn't know all this at all. In fact, even if he knows it, is obviously impossible for him to stop because of this?

The winding mountain road seems a little narrow at this moment. It can be seen that this mountain road is not repaired by predecessors, but a road that has been forced out by predecessors.

On both sides of the mountain road, twisted vines crawl on the ground, and occasionally there are locusthorns stretching their arms, which seems to welcome climbers and block climbers.

These things will naturally not cause any obstacles to Ye Feng. In fact, as long as Ye Feng spits out slightly, they will be scattered in pieces.

For some reason, Ye Feng did not use his true spirit along the way, but climbed the mountain step by step with his own body.

At this point, you can clearly see the scratches or cracks on his robe, and even the blood column on his arm, which has been scratched.

I don't know how these locust can be so hard that Ye Feng's body will be cut.

At this moment, Ye Feng was holding a knife in his hand. The knife given to him by Ye Kuanglan was extremely sharp, but Ye Feng found that the knife could not cut the vines at all.

So, he just used this knife to pick out the acacias and vines full of small thorns and so on, and picked out a space enough for himself to pass through.

Even Ye Feng himself did not know why he chose this most primitive and unpleasant way to climb the mountain without using true air. He only knew that there was a faint voice in his heart prompting him to do so.

This is an intuition, or perhaps an illusion, but Ye Feng chose to believe rather than ignore it, so although the process was a little difficult, he still approached the top of the mountain step by step.

The higher it goes up, the stronger the call in the dark. Now Ye Feng can even feel his body tremble instinctively, which comes from a resonance.

Ye Feng's pace of progress is getting slower, but this slowness is not because of difficulties. If you look closely, you will find that the blue light is surging in his eyes and there is a faint smile on his face.

"Husband, does this skirt look good!" In the gorgeous apartment, a beautiful woman is standing in front of the mirror with a sweet smile, quite coquettish.

"To be honest, what bad things did you do today!" On the sofa, under the unrelenting questioning of the beautiful woman, the anxious Ye Feng directly threw her down and sealed her mouth.

"Ah, honey, when will you go to Greece? I heard that there are a lot of good things there." Ye Feng, who was packing up, stiffened and realized that it was not good.

"Haha, husband, look, this is Xuanyuan Sword. It's really the legendary Xuanyuan Sword. People thought it was just a myth. It turned out to be true. Where did you get it?" The beautiful woman pounced on Ye Feng's arms like a curious baby

"Husband..."

"Husband..."

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The past scenes appeared in front of him again, and the smile at the corners of Ye Feng's mouth became more and more brilliant, as if he had really returned to the past.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's expression changed and became extremely angry and gloomy. The huge murderous machine broke out and filled the whole barren mountain. Zero and Tiemu, who had just left, stopped at the same time and suddenly looked in the direction of the barren mountain, and his eyes showed deep horrment.

They smelled deep darkness and blood from this murderous atmosphere. For a moment, Zero and Tiemu even thought that the barren mountain had become a purgatory on earth.

"Kill~~Kill~~~"

In the ancient city, Ye Feng held the beautiful woman in his arms, that is, his wife, but at this time, there was a touch of blood on his wife's mouth, and his face was pale without any blood, and even his breath was so weak.

The city of Jerusalem has been a holy place for killers and a paradise for killers since ancient times. No killer has ever dared to be presumptuous here. In the dark world, they are the supreme kings.

However, this majesty since ancient times has been provoked as never before. Looking around, there are killer corpses everywhere, lying densely on the ground.

Under the date, Ye Feng, who held his wife in his arms, turned into a death, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand had been dyed red by blood, emitting a strange bloodthirsty light.

After drinking blood, Shengdao Xuanyuan also changed unexpectedly. Ye Feng's eyes flashed blood red, and he was surrounded by the only killer in Jerusalem.

Say more, say less.

Not much is relative to Ye Feng, who is completely violent at this moment, and many of them are relative to any killer, including Ye Feng in a normal state - there are about 4,000 people still alive here.

No one knows how Ye Feng did it. This is an unsolved case recognized by the killer world. According to post-case statistics, a total of 9,631 killers in Jerusalem that night, lost their lives.

One person will slaughter 9,31 people overnight. Even if you stand still, I'm afraid you will be soft and can't finish it.

Therefore, naturally, this has become a puzzle that no one can solve. Even Ye Feng himself does not know how to complete it, because at that time, he had lost consciousness and was completely in a rampage.

After that battle, Xuanyuan Sword disappeared, and no one knew the whereabouts of Xuanyuan Sword.

"Kill~~~~"

In the low roar, the long knife in Ye Feng's hand was raised slowly and firmly, without using true air, but a simple split, unpretentiously forward.

Boom!

The simple speed of the knife directly caused the sonotic explosion. In the sound of the explosion, a visible vacuum zone continued to the top of the mountain. All the vines, locust, dead branches, etc. that blocked the front road were overturned and collapsed on both sides of the path at the first time.

Some branches that are not tough are directly smashed, and even some dead branches actually emit bursts of smoke, and the sparks jump out and burn up.

"I will go back." After a knife, Ye Feng's face was slightly pale, sweating like a serious illness, but his eyes became more and more firm. No one can stop me."

I don't know whether this is Ye Feng cheering himself or who to listen to. He muttered to himself and carried a long knife on his shoulder and walked to the top of the mountain.

Without those obstructions, Ye Feng's speed was more than three times faster than before, but he had reached the top of the mountain for a moment.

"Are you calling me?" There is nothing but one thing on the top of the mountain, and obviously the only thing is the barren sword that killed countless geniuses.

The black sword body is well-proportioned and slender, a little longer and wider than the ordinary sword. The sword body is engraved with indescribable complex runes. At a glance, even Ye Feng has the illusion of dizziness.

There is a dark light shining on the body of the sword, and the light is dotted. If you look carefully, it looks like a rust caused by the wind and rain.

Perhaps sensing the arrival of Ye Feng, the sword kept trembling, as if he was eager to escape from the ground. The dark light emitted bursts of killing, and the temperature on the top of the mountain suddenly dropped by seven or eight degrees.

Xuan raised his eyebrows gently, and Ye Feng walked slowly. He squatted down on the edge of the barren sword and looked carefully at the sword. His eyes were deep and calm, and there was no excitement or fanaticism.

"It seems that this sword has been born spiritually!" In the Linghai, Ye Feng stood side by side with Qingdi and Tiandishu and looked at the sword together.

"Why do I feel that this sword is full of killing." The heaven and earth trees born in chaos are the most ** for this breath, and this kind of killing can be different from the so-called murderous spirit or murderous spirit of practitioners.

The so-called killing is just the simplest killing. There is no reason, no emotion, everything is only born for killing and dies for killing, and there is no personal reason.

"The swordsman is a weapon. The weapon does not need to be killed. What do you want it to do?" Ye Feng smiled and said no. He looked at the black sword in front of him and was eager to try.

Maybe even Ye Feng himself didn't notice that at this moment, in the depths of his soul, a little purple light shines, and there is a long sword in the purple light. The body of the sword is full of dense cracks, which seems to break into tens of millions at any time.

"I advise you to take it easy. This weapon is not controlled by ordinary people. Don't steal chickens and become a sword slave at that time." Qingdi, who was beside him, kindly reminded him that he felt an ominous breath from the sword.

"Am I an ordinary person?" Pointing to his nose, Ye Feng smiled happily, "But you're right. The killing spirit of this sword is too heavy. I don't want to become a monster that only knows how to kill."

It seemed that he understood Ye Feng's words. The barren sword suddenly roared, and the horrible sword spirit broke out in an instant, and an invisible air wave swept around the barren sword.

The wind roared and his hair flew. Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the barren sword, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

As strong as his spiritual knowledge and will at this moment are like falling into an ice cave at the moment, which shows how horrible this sword will be once it is born.

"Unfortunately, you are not the sword I want." Shaking his head and sighing, Ye Feng stepped back disappointedly. The disappearance of Xuanyuan Sword has always been the biggest regret in his heart.

"How good it would be if Xuanyuan Sword was around!" Ye Feng, who sighed in his heart, stared at the rapidly trembling barren sword and hesitated whether to pull it out.

If he didn't know how horrible this sword was at this time, he would have been a sword practice in vain.

Pull it out, don't pull it out, this is a dilemma.

Pull it out, Ye Feng doesn't know if he can control this sword. What will happen if he can't control it?

If you don't pull it out, Ye Feng is very unwilling. At present, the second-level task can be said to be nine deaths. It is really difficult for him to let go of such a weapon that can greatly improve his combat effectiveness.

In particular, he still followed the call of his heart to come here, which undoubtedly shows that he is predestined with this sword.

"What should I do!" Ye Feng, who hesitated, sat directly on the ground, tilted his neck and looked at the barren sword, struggling between pulling and not pulling out.

Strangely, the wild sword, which had trembled violently, stopped shaking at this moment and seemed to be waiting for Ye Feng's choice.