Thirteen Swords of Wind and Cloud
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On the back of the horse, Ye Feng's face was as calm as still water, his long hair fluttered behind him.

"Ye Feng?"

The leader was dressed in a long black robe with a white ribbon tied around his head. It looked a little strange, as if he was a funeral attendant. His black robe made his murderous aura vividly. His burning eyes flickered with a cold killing intent, and there was only coldness on his face.

Although his tone was filled with doubt, his killing intent was locked onto Ye Feng, his attitude was firm.

Ye Feng looked at the man in front of him, his face seemed familiar as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Suddenly, a figure flashed across his mind. He looked at the man standing in the distance and had some confirmation in his heart.

Was he here for revenge?

Ye Feng jumped down from the horse, his sharp aura came out of nowhere and swept out like a whirlwind.

Meng Qianfeng looked at Ye Feng with killing intent, he had even prepared the coffin.

"Clang!"

He unsheathed his sword.

An extremely terrifying sword intent reached up to the sky and down to the Yellow Springs, standing between heaven and earth.

Even though they were very far away, everyone could still feel the sharp aura from Ye Feng's body, the fallen leaves around him were dancing wildly.

"Bang!"

Ye Feng's true qi surged, he charged towards the crowd with a flashing figure, his sword shone with a piercing cold light, sword light appeared.

The sword light was like lightning, crossing space and time to appear in front of everyone.

Ye Feng's speed was too fast, Meng Qianfeng could only passively block it.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of collisions rang out endlessly.”Meng Qianfeng shouted and seized the opportunity to slash out with all his might. This sword seemed to be able to break through the layers of waves, and sword Qi flew out from the long sword.

"Pound! Ye Feng's sword shook, he used the force to move to his side and stabbed out.

Meng Qianfeng's expression changed, he did not have the time to change his move, he raised his hand and slapped out, the wind from his palm was strong, it lifted Ye Feng's long hair.

The sword in Ye Feng's hand changed, the sharp sword light that shattered the palm print pierced straight at his throat, there was nowhere to hide, his killing intent was resolute.

"Not good!"

Meng Qianfeng's cold air rushed to the top of his head. The tip of the sword was pressed against his throat. The skin on his throat had already been pierced. His face was pale as he retreated.

He hoped that he would always retreat, but unfortunately, this wish was impossible to achieve.

Meng Qianfeng suddenly felt a chill on his neck. After the shock, he could no longer move. A ripping sound rang out in his ears as he felt a pain in his neck. He was nailed to the tree. The last light in his eyes saw a long sword being pulled out from his throat, and a string of blood dripped down.

"Oh!"

Meng Qianfeng's right hand stretched forward as if he wanted to grab something, but unfortunately, there was nothing.

"Bang!" The corpse smashed onto the ground, causing the fallen leaves to fly up.

Only then did the people in the circle realize that Meng Qianfeng was already dead.

Ye Feng's figure flashed as he charged towards the people around him, every time he attacked, he would take away several lives, his sword was like a breeze that blew past, causing a row of people to fall.

Clang! The sword returned to its sheath.

Ye Feng turned around and walked towards the horse.

"Giddyup!" He left with a cloud of dust.

Not long after.

A few figures rushed over from afar. They were only a little late. Due to some reasons, they did not arrive in time. Of course, they thought that this was the reason why they had saved their lives.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, they felt a chill spread from the soles of their feet to their entire bodies, and their entire bodies froze on the spot.

"They're all dead!"

They looked around and found that no one was left alive. All of them were killed with a single sword strike, with a red line of blood on their throats.

"Let's go! It's too terrifying!" A young man with trembling legs said.

"That's right! I'm afraid that person will suddenly turn around and kill us.”The people at the side hurriedly nodded and shouted.

"Alright! Then let's go!"

The few of them hurriedly returned the way they came. The speed at which they left was faster than when they came. In the blink of an eye, the few of them had disappeared into the distance.

After experiencing these two troubles, Ye Feng chose to disguise himself to save a lot of trouble.

After changing into a new set of clothes, he felt that the journey was much smoother. Of course, there were still mountain bandits and bandits.

He just had to kill his way here.

Peerless City.

Ye Feng was dressed in grey clothes, he wore a bamboo hat as he slowly walked into the city.

He looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion and walked over.

After Dugu Yifang and Dugu Ming died, the City Lord's Mansion was now under Duan Lang's management.

Duan Lang was practicing his swordsmanship in the courtyard. The sword shadow in his heart was flying and turning into a blazing sun in the sky.

"Da!"

Footsteps came from behind him.

"Tsk!"

Duan Lang turned around and stabbed back, like a rainbow piercing through the sun, his sword momentum was unstoppable, but the person behind him was Ye Feng.

"Clang!"

The sharp sword tip was blocked by the sword sheath in Ye Feng's hand, an invisible force spread out, instantly blowing his long hair, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, Duan Lang was stunned, he did not expect this person to be him.

World Association's Young Sect Master-Ye Feng!

"Why did Young Gang Master suddenly come here?”He could not help but feel a little surprised.

Duan Lang's eyes flashed, his true qi gushed out, his long sword glowed with red light, his toes touched the ground as he dove forward, wanting to make Ye Feng move, but unfortunately, he was still standing tall and unmoving, the long sword in Duan Lang's hand was gradually bent by the strength of the two of them, a strange arc appeared between them, Duan Lang's expression was solemn as he continued to hold his true qi, he continued to fight.

Until " Bang!" The sword bounced back.

Duan Lang took three steps back, and then his right foot landed firmly on the ground. Bang! With a muffled sound, he directed the remaining force into the ground under his feet. The stone slab under his feet had already shattered, and the long sword in his hand kept shaking and emitting a faint buzzing sound.

"Young Gang Leader!"

Duan Lang cupped his right hand and bowed. He lowered his head slightly and the cold light in his eyes disappeared.

"May I know why Young Sect Master is here today?”He asked proudly.

Ye Feng was already sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, he looked at Duan Lang calmly, there was no emotion in his eyes.

"I'm here to look for the Sword Saint. You should know where he lives in seclusion, right?”He asked indifferently.

Duan Lang tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, his heart slightly startled.

"What is he, the young master of the World Association, doing in Peerless City looking for the Sword Saint?”

He looked at Ye Feng and asked hesitantly: ""May I know why Young Sect Master is looking for Sword Saint?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful sword intent directly hung above Duan Lang's head. He felt as if his back was pricked by a thorn, and a chill spread from his head to his feet.

The fourth chapter.

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