World Meeting, waterfall at the back of the mountain.
At this moment, two youths wearing Sequoia martial arts robes stood in the distance by the pool under the waterfall.
He saw a white-robed youth practicing his swordsmanship.
He was like a banished immortal in a painting, untainted by the beauty of the mortal world. He was not far away and could be approached, but he gave people a feeling that he was unreachable.
The long sword in Ye Feng's hand reflected a white sword light under the morning sun, it was like the clouds in the sky or the water in the stream, it was endless.
The sword rose.
His body was like a dragon, and his sword will soared into the sky. A beam of sword qi shot out from the long sword. Its sound was like thunder in the nine heavens, and its intention was like a tiger in the deep mountains. It was fine if it did not move, but it was shocking if it moved.
This was only the beginning. The hissing of the sword Qi was endless. One after another, like a group of snakes dancing wildly, like a hundred birds returning to their nests, white lights flew towards the waterfall.
The river flows down three thousand feet.
The waterfall crashed down, and the sword Qi collided violently, causing the water to crack.
Bang!
The waterfall was cut off, and a silver waterfall was suspended in the air. It was absolutely stunning.
Only when his true qi was exhausted did Ye Feng stop, he looked ahead silently.
The eyes of the two young men standing in the distance were burning with envy, jealousy, and desire. A magical voice was ringing in their hearts: "I also want to become this strong! Definitely!"
The sword in Ye Feng's hand trembled slightly, it was like a silver snake, it gave off a faint buzzing sound as it moved, leaving behind afterimages.
摪!
The sword returned to its sheath, and the sword will that had rushed into the clouds gradually dissipated. The water droplets that filled the sky were blocked from his body. He was dressed in white clothes that were as white as snow, and his black hair was as black as ink. He stood by the pool with a sword in his hand, looking at the roaring waterfall. His expression was indifferent, and he was independent from the world.
Hu, Ye Feng's chest heaved up and down, a white qi arrow shot out from his mouth, silently piercing through the waterfall.
Behind him, two eager eyes stared at him with a trace of shock.
Ye Feng's footsteps moved slightly, he turned around, his long black hair draped behind his back as he walked towards the two youths.
The two youths standing there were Nie Feng and Duan Lang.
Today, the sun had just lit up, and Ye Feng had already found them, he only said 'follow' before arriving here.
Then, they followed him all the way, Ye Feng only walked in front, but he walked faster and faster, and in the end, the two of them started to run behind him.
When they reached the waterfall, Ye Feng stopped and let the two of them watch their sword practice from afar.
The two of them had been in a daze the entire time, but after he finished practicing, they seemed to have figured out something…
Ye Feng walked past the two of them and stopped, but he heard a calm voice in their ears.
"In this world, being weak is your sin. If you don't want to die, you have to become stronger.”
"I won't teach you anything. I don't have anything to teach you either.”
The two of them were slightly stunned.
Horse stance?
They found it hard to believe, what was the use of the horse stance, to become as strong as Ye Feng?
But even if they did not believe it, it did not change anything, after all, if Ye Feng did not hand it over, they could not learn it.
Duan Lang was fine, he knew the family's cultivation method, but Nie Feng…
A few days later.
In the main hall of the World Association.
Xiong Ba was wearing a golden cloak with dragon patterns. His hair was draped behind his back. Although his hands couldn't be seen, one could guess that he was definitely behind his back. He looked at the " world " engraved on the wall. The surroundings were silent, and the aura of a peerless overlord surged out.
Ye Feng slowly stepped into the hall, he looked at Xiong Ba and bowed.
"Godfather, Feng 'er is here."
However, after waiting for a while, he did not hear any sound.
Xiong Ba was still looking at the words on the wall, he did not speak, Ye Feng was waiting behind him.
After a long time, footsteps came from outside the door.
Ye Feng turned around and saw two people, one tall and one short, walking towards him.
The slightly taller person on the left wore a yellow patterned long robe and gave off a strong bandit aura. His thick eyebrows and big eyes revealed waves of evil aura. His nose was slightly big, his lips were black, and his shoulder-length hair was tied up behind his head. He had a long saber on his waist, giving off an evil aura as he walked.
The person walking next to him was half a head shorter. He was wearing a long robe with white stripes and golden patterns that was slightly loose. His messy hair was lying on his head, and there was a long red and yellow belt on his forehead. His pair of shifty eyes were carefully looking at something, and his face revealed a trace of a sinister aura. There were two short hooks on his waist.
The two of them bowed at the same time.”
Xiong Ba slowly turned around, his face expressionless.
"Feng 'er, there have been some bad rumors circulating in the pugilistic world recently.”
"It seems that recently, some people are not pleasing to the eye and are dissatisfied with our World Association. What do you think we should do?”
Xiong Ba's tone was filled with killing intent, the cloak on his back fluttering.
Ye Feng heard " Dissatisfied?" He was slightly taken aback, and then his tone was low and filled with killing intent.
"Who dares to be dissatisfied?"
A thought flashed through his mind. Who provoked Xiong Ba? Did he eat the guts of a bear or a leopard? Was he tired of living?
A thought flashed through his mind.
No way, could it be the Huo Family? Nie Feng, Duan Lang, and Qin Shuang had all appeared.
Only Bu Jingyun was left. It seemed that he was most likely the one.
Xiong Ba looked at the words hanging on the wall and said in a deep voice,"The Manor Lord of the Huo Manor in the Jiangnan area is sending out invitations. It will be his 50th birthday in ten days.”
"Feng 'er, what do you think of this birthday painting?”
Ye Feng understood in his heart, it was indeed the Huo Family Residence, he bowed and replied: ""This longevity character was personally written by Sect Master, right?”
The character for longevity in this painting carried a murderous aura. He had never seen anyone write the character for longevity with a murderous aura.
"It just so happens that I'm going to be in seclusion for a month. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it. Feng 'er, I'll let you pay your respects on behalf of my adoptive father. Remember to help me deliver this gift. Don't let others say that our World Association is too proud.”
Ye Feng thought to himself that it seemed like he had to take action this time.。
The original plot had already changed. They should have sent the Blazing Twin Monsters to destroy the Huo Manor and bring Bu Jingyun back.
Ye Feng looked at the two people beside him.
Thinking about it, these two couldn't be the Inferno Monsters, right?
It doesn't matter whether it is or not. My sword is ready.
A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, he knew what he should do.
He said coldly,"Godfather, Feng 'er will definitely bring the gift."”
Xiong Ba felt a chill coming from Ye Feng's body, he patted Ye Feng's shoulder.
He looked at the two people beside him and said,"The two of you will go with me this time. If Feng 'er loses a hair, I will blame you."”
The fourth chapter.
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