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37 Suppressing the four Sword Emperors with a flip of his hand, everyone was shocked.

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"Hahaha, you're just a little brat. How dare you talk nonsense in front of us?”

"Even if you're a top genius, even if you started cultivating in your mother's womb, you won't be able to surpass the Perfect Harmonization realm now!”

"Only some fools would be so foolish as to hire a little kid to act.”

Long Xiaoyun and the others burst into laughter.

According to normal logic.

An eight or nine-year-old child was only at the beginning of martial arts.

Yet, Ye Chang Feng was still so arrogant, and he even treated her as his master?

Under such circumstances.

Long Xiaotian and Long Xiaosheng frowned.

They all looked at Ye Chang Feng.

However…

At this moment.

A chilling aura erupted from his body.

Weng weng weng weng!

In an instant, all the weapons in the Long family were destroyed.

It broke through the shackles uncontrollably and soared into the sky.

Ye Chang Feng stood with his hands behind his back.

His body slowly rose.

The countless swords and sabers surrounded him, making him look like an ancient immortal.

"This…"

Seeing this scene.

The mocking laughter of Long Xiaoyun and the others stopped abruptly.

In fact…

They rubbed their eyes.

He wanted to see who the person in the air was.

However…

That tender face.

That short figure.

Who else could it be but Ye Chang Feng?

However, why did he have such an imposing manner?

"Humph!"

Suddenly.

Ye Chang Feng snorted coldly.

Boundless sword wills were released, whistling toward Long Xiaoyun and the other three.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

In the blink of an eye.

Long Xiaoyun, Dragon Ark, the Li Family, and the Zhang Family all knelt on the ground.

They didn't do it willingly.

Instead, it was suppressed by the powerful sword intent.

Following that.

The sword that was standing next to Ye Chang Feng was suspended above the heads of the four people.

As long as he willed it.

They would die without a burial place.

"Laugh, continue laughing!"

Ye Chang Feng descended from the sky and walked towards the four of them.

As for Long Xiaotian and Long Xiaosheng.

He was stunned.

Who would have thought that an eight or nine-year-old child would actually have such terrifying strength?

With a flip of his hand, he suppressed the four peak Sword Emperors.

This was the f * cking Sword Saint!

"Long Xiaotian greets Senior Ye!"

Forget it.

Ye Chang Feng was Long Xiaosheng's master.

He could still be considered as an equal.

Now that Ye Chang Feng's strength was revealed, he could only address him as senior.

"Alright, just call me Elder Ye. Senior, senior. Am I that old?”

Ye Chang Feng glanced at him and said.

"Master!"

Long Xiaosheng also stepped forward, his face filled with joy.

"Why? Your master isn't as useless as you think, right?”

Ye Chang Feng also glanced at him.

Then, he walked towards the hall.

The Sword Saint's aura was still present.

The sword intent still existed.

The saber light and sword shadow in the sky were still the same.

The four people kneeling on the ground were terrified when they saw Ye Chang Feng walking over step by step.

What a joke.

They had offended a Sword Saint.

"Why aren't you guys laughing?"

Ye Chang Feng's face was tender and harmless.

"Ye qian bei, we are ignorant, we hope qian bei can spare our lives!”

Long Xiaoyun was so scared that he peed his pants.

This was not an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years.

It was an eight-year-old child.

If their hands trembled, they might lose their lives.

"I can spare your lives, but you have to answer a few questions of mine!”

Ye Chang Feng pulled out a chair and sat down.

Now that his strength had been revealed, he had to cut the Gordian knot quickly.

After settling the Long Family's matter, he would go to the Spirit Sword Sect first.

"Senior, feel free to ask. We will definitely answer truthfully!”

Long Xiaoyun quickly said.

What a joke. With countless sharp swords hanging above their heads, would they dare to disobey?

"What were you discussing just now?"

Ye Chang Feng asked.

"We…"

Long Xiaoyun's face stiffened.

They were just discussing Long Xiaotian's abdication.

But now, Ye Chang Feng was someone else's son's master.

Did he dare to say that?

"Speak…"

Suddenly, Ye Chang Feng's face darkened.

The sword above his head made a buzzing sound.

It was as if it was about to fall at any moment.

"I... We are discussing how to make Long Xiaotian abdicate…"

"However, we've already discussed this. Ever since my second brother became the head of the Long family, he's been doing his best for the Long family and also for Crouching Dragon City.”

"Therefore, we have decided to assist my second brother in managing the Long family!”

It had to be said.

Long Xiaoyun was a little smart.

He was telling the truth and judging the situation.

Otherwise, if he said one wrong word, he would probably lose his life.

"Well said!"

"What about you guys?"

Ye Chang Feng then looked at the Li Family Head and the Zhang Family Head.

"We will definitely follow the Long family's lead!”

In front of the Sword Saint, the two Family Heads didn't dare to have any improper thoughts.

Otherwise, the Sword Saint would make a move.

The two families would disappear from Crouching Dragon City in an instant.

"Alright, in that case, I'll spare your lives!”

"But if you have any disloyalty in the future, ten thousand swords will pierce your heart!”

Ye Chang Feng waved his hand.

The ten thousand swords in the sky dissipated and returned to their respective positions.

Long Xiaoyun and the others finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

Although he would not be able to seize power in the future.

Fortunately, he had already saved his life.

"Elder Ye, please rest in the inner court!”

At this moment.

Long Xiaotian walked over and said respectfully.

He knew that Ye Chang Feng was trying to help him.

Therefore, he wanted to thank her properly.

"There's no need to rest. I still have to help my disciple find a wife!”

Ye Chang Feng waved his hand.

Now that the matter here was settled, Long Xiaosheng could leave with him.

Next, he would go to the Spirit Sword Mountain Villa to inquire about the Water Moon Holy Land, and then think of a way to deal with Yue Yao.

However, Long Xiaotian was dumbfounded.

"Looking for a wife?"

"That's right. Your son and the Water Moon Saintess, Yue Yao, are bound to die together. As his master, how can I not help?”

"Alright, we'll leave first!"

After Ye Chang Feng finished speaking, he pulled Long Xiaosheng and left.

In the Long family, the few of them were stunned on the spot.

An eight or nine-year-old kid wanted to help someone else get a wife?

"Second brother, does Ye qian bei know about love?”

Long Xiaoyun finally got up and asked in confusion.

"I don't know, but since Elder Ye became a Sword Venerable, maybe he really knows?”

Long Xiaotian looked at him.

"But the Water Moon Holy Land has a Sword Saint!”

In their eyes, Ye Chang Feng was only a Sword Saint.

It was probably impossible for a Sword Saint like him to change the rules of the Holy Land.

"Don't think too much about it. Elder Ye is only eight years old and he can already become a Sword Saint. Do you really think that he doesn't have a background?”

After Long Xiaotian finished speaking, he turned around and left.

When Long Xiaoyun and the others heard this, their expressions froze again.

Yes, an eight-year-old Sword Saint, how heaven-defying was this?

Perhaps it came from that place!

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