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"Young Master!"
When Deng Baichuan and Gongyeqian saw this, they finally could not help but rush into the arena. They rushed towards Murong Fu, who was vomiting blood and had fallen to the ground again.
Murong Fu was narrow-minded and narrow-minded.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he had suffered a crushing defeat to Yi Jifeng, who had originally looked down on him.
He thought about how he was more than ten years older than Yi Jifeng and had practiced martial arts for much longer than Yi Jifeng, but he was still no match for Yi Jifeng.
Comparing the two, how could Murong Fu, who had always thought highly of himself, not be jealous of Yi Jifeng's talent in martial arts?
The jealousy in Murong Fu's heart burned like a raging flame.
This was only because of the path of martial arts.
On the other hand, the bigger blow came from the failure of the Murong family's dream of restoring the country.
After all, Yi Jifeng's defeat of Murong Fu this time was equivalent to stepping on Murong Fu as a stepping stone to make a name for himself. As the results of this battle spread, Murong Fu's reputation would definitely plummet.
Murong Fu had always been trying to increase his reputation everywhere so that he could rely on his reputation to recruit and recruit talents from all over the world so that he could contribute to his country's great cause.
Now, the reputation that he had worked so hard to build up for many years was destroyed by Yi Jifeng in one day.
Murong Fu felt as if he had been knocked down to the ground.
He thought of the future Jianghu people who might secretly evaluate him as someone who couldn't even defeat a fledgling child.
"Damn it! That damned Yi Jifeng! Damned Mingjian Manor! How could this be? Why…"
Deng Baichuan and Gongyeqian heard Murong Fu muttering non-stop when he was helped up by the two retainers.
Looking at Murong Fu's disheveled and disheveled appearance.
Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian, the two loyal retainers, were heartbroken. They turned to glare at Yi Jifeng at the same time.
It looked like the two of them were almost about to directly come up and fight Yi Jifeng to the death.
Yi Jifeng did not care at all. He still had a smiling expression on his face as he said indifferently,
"Eh? Did I hit him too hard? "However, I didn't hit him. I think Young Master Murong was injured. Young Master Murong was too careless. Since he was injured, he naturally had to recuperate at home. I won unfairly today. Why don't we set up a new battle another day?"”
His words seemed to be concerned, but they were actually full of sarcasm.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Murong Fu wasn't injured at all. He was just spitting out blood from anger. The idea of going home to recuperate was simply nonsense.
Under such circumstances, Yi Jifeng was obviously retaliating against Murong Fu's earlier remark that he was young and that he should stay at home and cultivate for a few more years.
In fact, the subsequent battle could also be understood as Murong Fu returning home to train for a few more years.
However, comparing Yi Jifeng and Murong Fu's age and training time, it could be seen that the difference in their aptitudes was huge.
It was obvious that the gap between Murong Fu and Yi Jifeng's strength would only get bigger and bigger. Murong Fu would not have any hope of surpassing Yi Jifeng in the future.
From the beginning to the end, there was not a single curse word, but it was murderous.
"You…"
Murong Fu only managed to squeeze out one word before he fainted from anger.
In the end, Deng Baichuan and Gongyeqian could only carry Murong Fu and leave dejectedly. Their hearts were filled with sorrow as they left.
After watching Murong Fu and his servant leave, Yi Jifeng's expression suddenly turned solemn.
Then, Yi Jifeng turned around and looked at a tall figure among the crowd at the entrance of the Famous Sword Hall.
This figure was Xie Xiaofeng, the Third Young Master of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa.
At this moment, Xie Xiaofeng was also looking at Yi Jifeng with a burning gaze. His eyes were filled with unconcealed fierce fighting spirit.
In fact, after Yi Jifeng used the Heavenly Wind Sword Technique to defeat Murong Fu.
Yi Jifeng could feel Xie Xiaofeng's strong fighting spirit, which was locked onto him.
Yi Jifeng's sword attack just now was indeed exquisite and peerless.
It had the terrifying power of a storm sweeping across the earth, but it also had the formless and all-pervasive subtlety of wind.
It was a completely powerful and wonderful sword.
Even when facing Murong Fu, Yi Jifeng did not use his full strength. He did not even use the amplification effect of the Wind Formless that borrowed the power of the wind. It was obvious that he had some strength left.
However, just this alone was enough for people to see many things.
Before Yi Jifeng used this sword, Xie Xiaofeng admired Yi Jifeng, but he admired him from a higher position.
At that time, he had thought that Yi Jifeng was qualified to challenge him as his opponent, but he would at most be able to settle it with just a little bit of seriousness.
Just like the gap between Yi Jifeng and Murong Fu.
However, when Yi Jifeng attacked, Xie Xiaofeng knew that he was wrong.
Xie Xiaofeng knew that it would be difficult for him to break through this sword attack, so he immediately thought of Yi Jifeng as an equal opponent.
Xie Xiaofeng's Sword Principle was the Sword Principle of the King of Swords.
The path of a King was cold and aloof.
When one met an opponent who could compete with them, they would not be happy to find a companion. They would only want to defeat the other party at the first moment and make the other party submit to them.
Therefore, when Xie Xiaofeng realized that Yi Jifeng had the cultivation base to fight against him, he immediately felt a strong desire to fight.
The two of them looked at each other, neither of them backing down.
After a while, Xie Xiaofeng said,"
"What a wonderful sword technique."
Yi Jifeng replied,
"Self-created, not bad."
"It is indeed powerful."
"Then what about your sword?"
"You want to see?"
"I can't ask for more!"
"Then let's fight."
"Please!"
The two of them simply asked and answered, ignoring what others thought, and quickly set up another sword battle.
Xie Xiaofeng walked into the arena with determination and stopped ten steps away from Yi Jifeng.
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