Di Ling Yunxiao

Chapter 169 That sneer

There is a kind of person who is used to calling him a genius, evil and pervert. In short, it cannot be used as a common sense.

Ye Feng is such a person.

At the age of three, he learned swords, and at the age of six, he learned swords. At the age of ten, he understood the sword, and then he entered the sword until he entered the sword at the age of 19, and reached an unprecedented peak on the kendo.

Some people, some things that you haven't seen doesn't mean that these people don't exist. Just like Ye Feng, although they live in the same world with you, they are not in the same world, because no one will know except a few people throughout their lives.

The reason is very simple. An ordinary person can never touch the world he lives in.

So the legend was born.

In Kendo, in China, Ye Feng claimed to be the second, and no one dared to be the first.

Because Liu Ye, who used to be the first person in kendo, is not Ye Feng's general.

What Liu Ye asked, who was defeated by Ye Feng, is almost no different from what today's demons said.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?" Looking at Ye Feng, the ragged willow leaves asked each other.

"impermanent swordsmanship." Ye Feng answered indifferently.

"This swordsmanship has dry heaven and harmony, and it is likely to be unacceptable to heaven and earth. You should be careful in the future." After saying this, Liu Ye staggered back to Jianlu and never appeared in the world again.

Ye Feng put Liu Ye's words in his heart, but in the world of China that can't practice, who can live safely when the day really comes?

It turned out that Liu Ye's words were right. Ye Feng was really killed by heaven. The difference is that Ye Feng, who was killed by heaven, came to the world of the unparalleled continent and did not report to the Hall of the King of Days.

Ye Feng is sure that he has been killed by heaven, otherwise, who will be struck by lightning and inexplicably have an extra divine skill.

Since the impermanence swordsmanship can be unbearable by that heaven and earth, it has undoubtedly proved the strength of this set of swordsmanship, and Ye Feng is unlikely to give up this set of swordsmanship he created.

The wind is impermanent and the clouds are phaseless, and it is impossible to find the opportunity between the wind and clouds, so as to get out the sword, an unstoppable sword.

At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly became a little trance.

He will not forget the name he heard when he came to this world - Ximen Mobei.

Ximen Mobei also came to this world, which undoubtedly confirms Ye Feng's speculation from another aspect.

Only Ximen Mobei can fight hundreds of battles with Ye Feng, and the knife method used by Ximen Mobei is also self-created - ghost knives.

The impermanent sword and the ghost knife are two existences that make countless people tremble in the Chinese world.

These two people are lifelong enemies, lifelong friends and lifelong competitors.

People are used to calling Ye Feng and Ximen Mobei peerless heroes. After them, it is difficult for them to have such friendly and enemy opponents in the same era.

Ximen Mobei came to this world, and Ye Feng also came to this world. It would be too coincidental to say that it was a coincidence.

"impermanent swordsmanship." After chewing these words carefully, the human demon's heart sank little by little. How would he fight in the face of this unavoidable swordsmanship?

"It seems that we can only fight to the death." With a sigh, although the human demon's heart is bitter, it also throws away many distracting thoughts.

Since you can't avoid it, you simply give up avoiding it.

Wo!

A shadow suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's eyes, who was still in a trance. At this deadly time, he was actually distracted.

The demon obviously found this, so he chose to attack without hesitation. This kind of attack can't be regarded as a sneak attack.

Boom!

The fierce momentum soared, and the violent thunder shone on his fists. When Ye Feng came to his senses, the demon had bullied him.

It is common sense to hold a sword and fight with people in close proximity to people. This is common sense.

The demon has never doubted this common sense. His pair of iron fists have been bombarded at the top of Mount Tai at this time, and the horrible energy is as vast as waves, and one wave is higher than another.

Boom!

In the broken void, a pair of human and demon's fists are rapidly approaching Ye Feng, one foot, half foot...

When he was about to hit Ye Feng, the demon suddenly felt creepy, and his hair stood upside down, and a coolness rose from his spine.

"Hmm!" He forcibly suppressed the idea of dodging in his heart. This time, the demon chose not to avoid it. Even if he was injured, he would hurt Ye Feng.

"Do you want to lose both of me?" The next scene's eyes slowly narrowed, and Ye Feng smiled brightly. "Well, as you wish."

With the landing of Ye Feng's voice, the demon's face suddenly changed wildly.

Boom!

In the shocking roar, his punch fell impartially on Ye Feng's chest.

Suddenly, the crackling sound of the bones sounded, Ye Feng hummed, and wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, but the smile on his face was still bright.

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Looking at Ye Feng's smile, at the same time, a heartbreaking pain eroded the human nerves. Without looking at him, he already knew where he was injured.

Entering from the right chest and coming out from the left chest, the barren sword directly pierced his body, and the cold and murderous spirit suddenly broke out in his body.

The human and demon sword fell into an ice cave, and this pain was accompanied by a feeling of numbness that made him almost not go crazy.

Bum!

The human demon in pain bit his lips, blood flowed, and his fists exerted strength again.

click!

Ye Feng's chest collapsed, and the marks of a pair of fists were fiercely branded on his chest, revealing his burnt body in the broken clothes.

What makes people unable to understand is that even at this moment, Ye Feng is still laughing, as if the injured person is not himself at all, but more like he can't feel pain at all.

Puff!

Ye Feng was blown away with one punch, and the demons did not take advantage of him at all.

At the moment when Ye Feng flew backwards, the left hand holding the sword suddenly exerted force. The hilt that had been left outside disappeared, and then opened a cut in the demon's chest and was actually held by his right hand.

A mouthful of blood spewed out uncontrollably, and the demon inhaled cold air. The deep chill enveloped his mind, and his body became a little cold.

At the last moment, he finally avoided the key point. Although Ye Feng's sword made a big hole in him, it did not hurt his heart.

But is that really the case?

Just when the demon secretly celebrated, he suddenly felt something wrong. His heart beat too slowly.

Even if you are a practitioner, it is impossible for the heart to beat so slowly in this fierce war.

Slowly lowered his head and took his hand away. The demon's pupil contracted instantly, and there was a layer of frost outside his heart, completely condensed by murderous spirit.

"This is~~~" There was doubt on the face of the stunned demon.

"That's a big gift for you." A joking voice came to his ears, and the demon who raised his hand was immediately stunned there.

Ye Feng, who should have been hit hard, stood unharmedly and looked at him with a smile.

"Why~~" The man who was suddenly shocked opened his eyes and stared at Ye Feng. He couldn't believe all this at all.

"It's strange that I was obviously injured, why is it safe and sound?" Ye Feng tilted his neck, stared at the demon, and smiled indifferently, "Actually, I'm still injured."

While talking, Ye Feng simply tore open the broken clothes.

The demon frowned. As Ye Feng said, Ye Feng was really injured, and the injury was not serious.

The chest sank obviously, and the two fists were more clearly visible. What people couldn't understand was how Ye Feng behaved indifferently with such an injury.

Of course, Ye Feng doesn't care.

This is just his external incarnation. To put it badly, as long as the body is fine, even if this external incarnation is broken, he can recover as before.

In addition, don't forget the skills practiced by Ye Feng. Once the formula of heaven and earth works, it is only a matter of minutes to recover from this degree of injury.

"I said that since you want to lose both sides, then I will defeat you." Ye Feng said lightly with an indifferent face.

No one noticed the coldness and excitement hidden in the depths of Ye Feng's eyes, let alone that when Ye Feng was punched by a demon, he glanced at the first generation who had been watching the battle below.

"I'd like to see what choice you will make." Although Ye Feng, who sneered in his heart, looked at the demons, he had been paying attention to the posture of the first generation.

No one wants to die, and no one is willing to die.

The willingness to die by yourself is generally based on some last resort, either for righteousness or family...

Although the previous generation said something very well, he felt sorry for the death of the reaper.

That's fart in Ye Feng's opinion.

The strong, especially those who have reached such a level as the first generation, to put it bluntly, those gray-dressed and white harvesters are actually no different from ants in his eyes.

Who will care about the life and death of ants, and who will feel guilty for the death of ants.

The first generation really had no choice but to do what the people did. Can they only watch it with their eyes?

I'm afraid not!

There is one thing Ye Feng believes that the soul of human dignity is derived from the first generation. In other words, the soul of the first generation is actually the root.

In this case, why didn't the first generation choose to annihilate themselves before hurting these reapers? As long as he dies, there is no reason for the person who lost his root to die.

The so-called authorities are fascinated by the bystanders. Lan and those people have a blind worship for the first generation. Ye Feng, an outsider, does not have such an idea.

Especially at the moment, when the first generation saw him seriously injured by the demon, Ye Feng clearly felt the unconcealed excitement and murder in the first generation's heart.

These are all thanks to Ye Feng's earlier finger, which nominally seals people's respect and does not let people make trouble. In fact, the real purpose is to see the reaction of the first generation.

Sure enough, what the first generation said was good, but in fact, in his heart, he was more eager for Ye Feng to die under the hands of demons than anyone else.

"The first generation!" Ye Feng, who muttered in his heart, put down his mind and turned to the demon opposite him. "Let's continue. There will always be a death here today."

The demon sneered when he heard the words. Since he was sure that Ye Feng had been injured, he did not have so many scruples.