Ye Feng was extremely disappointed when he saw Manjushri leave like a lunatic. Although he had a fierce battle with Liu Yidao in the illusion, his realm had improved greatly and he was able to peek into the secrets of martial arts. But for him, his sister Ye Zhi's terminal illness was the most urgent problem that needed to be solved.
Even if he didn't care about his family, the innate Yang meridian that he relied on to achieve amazing martial arts was built on Ye Zhi's innate Yin meridian. For Ye Feng, who wholeheartedly pursued the highest martial arts, this was an unresolvable knot in his heart. Even an ordinary person would find it shameful to covet other people's achievements and become independent, let alone the proud and aloof Ye Feng.
What's more, Ye Feng had been cultivating in seclusion for many years and had few close friends. His family was his only concern in this mediocre world. Especially his sister Ye Zhi, who firmly occupied the softest part of his heart.
He once asked himself, "If I had to choose between breaking the void and shattering the void and Little Zhi, which one should I choose?"
He didn't have an answer because he didn't want to give up either. No matter how hopeless it was, he wouldn't give up searching for a way to save her.
Knowing that it was useless to stay here any longer, Ye Feng was anxious to leave, but he saw his sister shooting a strange look at Zhao Yun, revealing a reluctant look. He couldn't help but be stunned. "This is the first time Little Zhi has such a longing and eager look in her eyes. Could it be that she has some connection with Zhao Yun during this period of time? Oh right, this Zhao Yun was willing to stand up for me earlier, that must be because of Little Zhi's face. Haha, if that's the case, I must fulfill Little Zhi's wish. She has suffered too much these years. "
Therefore, Ye Feng didn't immediately order the Ye family to leave the North Sea Wilderness. Instead, he kept thinking about how to ask his sister about her feelings. Although he had sharp eyes, he didn't understand the thoughts of these young girls. He was afraid that he would get in the way if he said the wrong thing, so he changed his usual decisive style and hesitated.
Suddenly, he felt a powerful force approaching. He didn't know where it came from. Ye Feng's eyes lit up as he looked at the moon. He saw the Seven Treasures Lotus Throne swiftly approaching. It was actually the Lingyun Temple's Qinglian Sect's Sect Leader, Ling Ye Lai, who wanted to deal with his rebellious disciple, Zhao Yun. His interest was piqued, and he became even more determined to observe. "Rumor has it that this Ling Ye Lai was able to kill a Golden Elixir expert with a single sword strike. He can be considered one of the top experts of the younger generation. I once ordered people to gather information about her in detail, but the information was vague and it was difficult to pry into her background. It has been nearly two years since the Myriad Immortals Assembly, I wonder to what extent has Ling Ye Lai's cultivation base advanced? Let's take a look and see if this person's strength is worth the competition. "
Father and son killing each other, husband and wife turning against each other, master and disciple fighting, these were the cruelest and most exciting scenes in the world. Not to mention this Master was graceful and was one of the 'Immortal Grove's Four Great Beauties,' and this disciple was also handsome and extraordinarily handsome. A battle like this undoubtedly drew the interest of everyone.
The boisterous Heaven and Earth instantly quieted down. Everyone could clearly hear their own subtle breathing. That was a wait that was filled with joy and amazement. This was definitely going to be an extremely wonderful show.
"What? Still not going to draw your sword?"
Ling Ye Lai lightly shouted, but it made Zhao Yun fall into a bottomless abyss. Despair and pain had already swallowed his soul, and he instantly felt that living was worse than death.
Zhao Yun was unwilling to raise his head, unwilling to look straight at Ling Ye Lai, and unwilling to come into contact with his gaze that was even sharper than a divine sword. However, he still raised his head. Every word was filled with sorrow. "No matter what, I'm your disciple, and you're my Master. No one can change this. Since Master wants to kill me, then let's do it. "
When everyone heard the meaning behind Zhao Yun's words, he wouldn't make a move, and they were all overwhelmed with shock. Throughout the ages, the only difficult thing was death. When death was truly at hand, who would wait helplessly for death?
The silent moonlight shone on Zhao Yun's fair upper body, making him appear even more desolate and gloomy. It was as if a silent elegy was playing between heaven and earth.
When Hu Lan saw Zhao Yun's resolute expression, it was obvious that he wasn't lying. His heartstrings trembled, and he wanted to take a step forward, but he was stopped by Hu Qing.
Hu Lan cried crazily, "Qing Qing, Brother is already like this. Why are you stopping me?" Although they were twin sisters, she had always called Hu Qing Elder Sister. At this time, she was directly calling her by her name. It was enough to show that she was in a mess, and she didn't have her usual quick-wittedness.
Hu Qing shook her head and sighed, "It's useless. Look at Langjun's expression. You should know that he has already given up on himself. How can you and I dissuade him? "There were sparkling and translucent jade beads on her jade-like dimples that were dripping down. Under the moonlight, she looked even more desolate and sorrowful.
Ling Ye Lai's cold eyes glanced at her. The divine Ice Mongoose sword in his hand instantly became silent and motionless, just like the Lotus Fairy's inexplicable thoughts.
It was as if heaven and earth were frozen. After a long while, it was broken by Ling Ye Lai's clear voice, "Zhao Yun, since you still call me Master, then my last order is for you to pick up the sword. Hmph, if you can't even pick up the sword, are you still worthy of being the successor of Qing Lian? "
This "hmph" was like a basin of ice water that was poured fiercely on Zhao Yun's face, causing his body to tremble.
"Is this the tone of disappointment? Yes, although I don't want to live anymore, I have to at least prove that I'm a qualified disciple. I want to declare to heaven and earth that she didn't misjudge me! "
On one hand, there was an inexplicable sorrow that was bone-chilling, and on the other hand, there was a surging heat wave of resentment that was difficult to calm. Zhao Yun suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a long howl. The howl was so sorrowful that it could shatter metal and stone, and rushed straight to the sky.
His hair was disheveled, and his skin was as white as snow. He was simply like an injured silver wolf that was venting all its pain to the holy moonlight.
The hearts of everyone present here shook greatly, and they couldn't help but feel indignant on behalf of Zhao Yun. No matter what sort of sin Zhao Yun has committed, since he's already allowed himself to be killed, then a single strike of the sword will end it. Why force him to pick up the sword? Could it be that as a disciple, he can defeat his Master? "
'Fairy Lilac' Hua Nishang also didn't leave. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, as if she was a mountain person. She gently placed the brush brush in front of her red lips, and sobbed as she played the song "Happy Meeting Again", "Sister Ling, I didn't expect that you would kill your pretty disciple as soon as you appeared. Since you are so determined, why did you search for the antidote for him so eagerly? Well, once this child is eliminated, there will be no one in the world that you care about. I can also fulfill my long-cherished wish of kissing Xiang Ze. It's a pity that the little beauty of the Heavenly Fox Clan is going to die before her charm reaches perfection. "
The sound of the flute seemed to be both resentful and happy. It was both happy and sad, but it was all covered by Zhao Yun's lonely howl. Everyone's attention was only on Zhao Yun.
Would this handsome young man draw his sword?
If he drew his sword, would he be able to withstand Ling Ye Lai's world-shaking sword? If he didn't draw his sword, would Ling Ye Lai really kill him mercilessly?
Zhao Yun laughed like a madman, "Haha, Master! Zhao Yun, as you wish! " Amidst the wild laughter, the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword flew out of its sheath and suddenly flew to Zhao Yun's hand. The hilt of the sword trembled on her palm, as if it was sighing for Zhao Yun.
"Master is right. As the successor of Qinglian, I can't lose the courage to draw my sword at any moment. Since she wants to kill me and no longer treats me as her disciple, then let this battle be my curtain call. "
"The Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep!" Zhao Yun shouted, and her expression changed from madness to concentration.
The Ice and Fire True Qi in her body surged out, stimulating the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword. The pure Yin aura on the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword became more and more exuberant, forcing out cold air. In an instant, the sword circle overlapped, and the more it danced, the more urgent and wider it became. The light circle was like a bottomless pool that could accommodate all things and eliminate all pain and troubles.
Ling Ye Lai's beautiful eyes lit up, and she sighed, "I didn't expect your swordsmanship to improve so much. What a pity!" The Ice Mongoose Divine Sword also launched an attack. The sword edge trembled quickly, and the light circle was dense. It was also a move, "The Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep".
Since Zhao Yun was guided by the Grandmaster's sword intent and comprehended the realm of swordsmanship, although he was uneasy at this time, his sword intent was incisive and vivid, and it spilled out.
The reason why he used "The Peach Blossom Pool is a thousand feet deep" was that he was sentimental and could not forget his master's kindness. Not only was it difficult to repay his master's kindness, but he was also indignant that he was innocent and misunderstood. The sword move and sword intent matched each other, so naturally, it flowed according to his heart.
The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword in Zhao Yun's hand didn't stagnate at all. The sword light and cold air emitted in all directions, rolling up layers of astral wind. The majestic force stirred up violent waves in the world, and it also swept up Zhao Yun's thin body. It soared into the sky and mixed into the sword light.
Ye Feng was greatly surprised, and his eyes revealed an incredulous expression. He praised, "I really couldn't tell that this little brother's swordsmanship is so extraordinary. He has already reached the realm of One with the Sword." On the one hand, he was really interested in Zhao Yun, and on the other hand, he wanted to take this opportunity to probe Ye Zhi's opinion.
Ye Zhi exclaimed softly. Obviously, he also couldn't believe it. He said in surprise, "Brother, you said that One with the Sword is already at the Tribulation Passing Realm. Does that mean that Young Master Zhao has a high chance of winning?"
Ye Feng was already 50% sure in his heart. He shook his head and said, "Little Brother's cultivation hasn't reached the Tribulation Passing Realm, but his Green Lotus Sword Technique is very strange. It seems to have the magical effect of surpassing the realm. Little Zhi, you have always been indifferent. Why are you so concerned about this little brother? "
Ye Zhi's heart rippled. He knew that he was too concerned about Young Master Zhao, and he had already revealed his traces. He hurriedly explained, "Young Master Zhao risked his life to block in front of you and fight against Zhang Yunlong for you. I naturally have to thank him, but Brother doesn't seem to have any expression at all. "He pursed his lips and nervously looked at the situation in the field.
However, he heard Ling Ye Lai exclaim, "That's right!" Her beautiful body also flew up and merged into the cold sword light. The sword circle continued to expand and spread. It actually had the power to cover heaven and earth.
The pure Yin aura on the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword was surging mightily. It spun out thousands of green lotuses, floating and sinking with the sword circle. The Ice Mongoose Divine Sword was overflowing with cold murderous aura. It turned into a faint green lotus, showing a dazzling expression.
The same sword move, the same incomparably powerful sword aura. It was as fast as thunder and lightning. In the blink of an eye, it was about to collide.
For most people, it was the first time that they had seen the mysterious Green Lotus Sword Technique. They saw that its moves were unpredictable and its power could split mountains and shake the sea. Their eyes revealed a fanatical look. They all thought, "If I were to face this sword, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand it for a moment. Just the mighty sword aura alone is enough to knock me down. "
Banished immortal through the ages, a stunning sword move. In a competition between master and disciple, who could win?
Zhao Yun's body was in the sword light. All of his divine sense was concentrated, and his perception was also sharper. He held the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword tightly, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart. He felt that his body had already merged with the divine sword. The sword was him, and he was the sword. His strength surged, and he pressed forward courageously.
Seeing that he was about to clash with Ling Ye Lai's ultimate move, Zhao Yun suddenly had a thought. He triggered the Divine Design and changed his move in the air. The sword tip slanted, and triggered thousands of green lotuses. The sword circle turned into a long chain, and the thunder turned into an enchanting charm. He leaped forward, and at a critical moment, he displayed the third move of the Green Lotus Sword Technique, "Exquisite Autumn Moon"!
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