In the Huo Manor.
Ye Feng's white clothes were covered in blood-red spots, he looked like an immortal or a demon, after killing so many people, his entire body was filled with killing intent.
He looked at the young man in front of him, whose expression was cold and unchanging.
The attribute panel popped up.
Name: Bu Jingyun.
[Age: 10 years old]
[Talent: Sword Dao Proficiency [Gold]]
Palm Mastery [Gold].
[Cultivation: One year.]
[Martial Arts: Huo Family Footwork Level 1(Level 10]
The Hunts 'sword technique was level one(level eight.
[Realm: Unranked]
[Equipment: None]
Although the attributes were ordinary, this talent was indeed amazing.
He was indeed the main character of the Wind Cloud World!
He probably wants to kill me. Should I kill him? A thought flashed across Ye Feng's mind.
Forget it.
It didn't matter if he was alive. It would be meaningful after he was killed.
Live on, practice martial arts, and then defeat me. Let him live in pain for the rest of his life.
The courtyard was filled with corpses, and the thick smell of blood filled the air.
The lively birthday banquet was now littered with corpses, fallen tables, chairs, and broken plates.
He understood that this was the martial world.
Weakness was the original sin. Only the strong could survive in the martial arts world.
Xue Antian had already bowed and stood at the side, looking at the youth who had fainted on the ground. The two of them looked at each other.
"There's actually one left alive. Young Master didn't kill him.”The two of them were curious, but they didn't ask.
"Young Master has already checked them all. They are all dead!”Xue Antian said respectfully.
Ye Feng looked at the two of them and said calmly: ""Since it's already over, get ready to leave. This person's talent is not bad.”
"Since Young Master has instructed, I will naturally obey.”
The two nodded.
"Let's go!"
Xue Antian carried Bu Jingyun and followed behind Ye Feng.
The World Association's Dark Group was already waiting outside the door.
Pa! Pa!
Each step left a bloody mark.
Ye Feng walked out of the door, he looked at the clean floor and nodded.
"Subordinate greets Young Master!" The group of people bowed and cupped their fists.
"Alright, clean up this place and burn it down!”
"I'll leave this place to you. We'll be leaving first.”Ye Feng said indifferently.
"Yes, this subordinate respectfully sends off Young Master!”The leader said respectfully.
With that, the person has gone far away.
When they walked into the courtyard and saw the corpses all over the ground, everyone was stunned.
"Young Master, you're so strong!"
"He's too powerful. He wiped out the Huo Manor all by himself.”
As they walked into the Huo Manor, everyone sighed.
They had hurried over when they came, but when they returned, there was one more person, so they were not in a hurry to hurry back.
...
Beneath the foot of the World Meeting Mountain.
Dressed in white clothes, with long hair and a slightly cold temperament, he looked at the foot of the mountain.
"I'm back!" This sentence flashed across Ye Feng's mind.
When he returned to the World Association, he was not in a hurry to return to his room. Instead, he wanted to come to the main hall.
In the main hall.
Xiong Ba sat beside the tea table, his aura restrained. He looked like a dignified middle-aged man, holding a cup of tea in his hand and looking at the chessboard on the table.
"It's placed here. Not bad, not bad!”
There was no one in front of him. It turned out that he was facing himself.
A series of footsteps came from outside the door. Xiong Ba's ears twitched slightly, and a trace of comfort appeared on his face.
Ye Feng had already walked to the entrance of the palace, he stopped in his tracks and tidied his clothes before walking in.
"Feng 'er, you're back!" Xiong Ba lowered his head and looked at the chessboard, his eyes focused.
"Yes, foster father." Ye Feng bowed and said calmly.
"Did Huo Butian receive my gift? Are you very happy after seeing it?”
Xiong Ba was still playing chess as he said indifferently.
"I've already delivered the gift, and he's already accepted it.”Ye Feng said calmly.
"Well done. You've had a tiring journey. If there's nothing else, go and rest first!”Xiong Ba waved at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng looked at Xiong Ba and did not say anything, he bowed and left.
Xiong Ba's lips curled up slightly, feeling happy in his heart.
"Feng 'er did well this time. It seems that she can help me share my worries.”
…A
few years later.
The back mountain of the World Gathering.
Beside the waterfall.
A white-robed youth was practicing his swordsmanship. The longsword in his hand was like a snake, and with a casual wave of his hand, sword shadows filled the sky. Si, si, like a group of snakes dancing wildly.
Hurry up! Like a gale, like lightning, like lightning.
Sword strike! An air blade streaked across the air.
A sharp aura and sharp sword intent rose up and shot into the clouds.
This was just the beginning. The more he practiced, the faster his sword became, and the stronger his sword intent became.
Bai Lian soared into the sky like a white dragon crossing the sea and rushed into the pool.
Bang!
The water roared and splashed, wetting the shore.
"Sword Slash Throat!"
His voice was like ice, extremely cold, as if it had frozen a flowing waterfall.
This sword was strange and extremely fast. Sword Qi shot out like lightning.
When the sword was drawn, everything seemed to have returned to normal. The waterfall flowed down again.
However, the gap in the middle of the water curtain seemed to be saying something.
"Wind snatches the moon!"
He turned around like a bright moon, bent his legs slightly, and raised his sword to stab out.
The Life-Taking Thirteen Swords, each sword was faster than the last, each sword was more ruthless than the last, and each sword was more cunning than the last.
He did not stop his moves, his body did not stop, and his sword intent condensed.
"Green Peak Slash Face!"
"Wrist Flick Sword!"
…
Ten moves in a row, each one lethal, a sword technique that was born to kill.
The sharpness in the white-robed youth's eyes slowly receded. The sword in his hand trembled slightly and let out a faint buzzing sound. He casually drew a sword flower and returned it to its scabbard.
"Clang!"
The soaring sword intent slowly dissipated.
Ye Feng stood at the same spot and stared at the waterfall, his eyes were shining brightly, others thought that he was meditating on the sword move, but he was actually looking at his status panel.
Name: Ye Feng
Age: 22
[Talent: Sword Dao Proficiency [Seven-Colored]]
[Power: 28]
[Skill: Detection]
[Martial Arts: Basic Sword Technique Level 10(Level 10 [Proficiency is maxed out]]
...
Thirteen Lethal Swords Level 10(13 [Proficiency: 109,830(200,000]
Realm: First-class.
[Equipment: Iron Sword
Time has passed. His appearance has become more and more handsome. His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes have become even more threatening. His nose bridge is high, and his face is as gentle as jade. He is an immortal who walks in the world. He is peerless in beauty.]
The two maids standing in the distance looked even more beautiful and clear.
His eyes were fixed on that figure.
"Young Master, you're getting more and more powerful!”Mei 'er's eyes rippled with admiration as she stared ahead.
"Little girl, your heart is surging. Do you want to serve Young Master tonight?”Zhu 'er looked at Mei' er and teased.
"I'll go then. I'm not afraid. However, someone is thinking that she won't admit it, right?”
"Don't bother me, I'm itchy, haha, I admit defeat!”Mei 'er couldn't stop laughing.
Ye Feng stood there quietly, a clear and moving laughter could be heard from afar, his lips curled up slightly, but it quickly disappeared.
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