Master, Do You Also Practice Dual Cultivation Techniques?

The whole world fell into deathly silence!

Countless people's eyes fell into dullness.

"Sect Master, he... was defeated?"

A Qingmu Sect disciple murmured, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Lun Hai rebels against Tian Yang!

What an incredible thing!

Now, it's really happening before his eyes!

Countless powerful men from the four sects have now surrounded Ye Nantian and others.

But they suddenly felt that their surroundings were so ridiculous.

Everyone glanced at Chu Yifeng, who didn't know whether to live or die, and then at Ye Wushuang, whose expression was calm and bottomless.

The panic in his eyes almost solidified.

How can it be!

That’s the Tianyang realm!

How could he not even be able to catch Ye Wushuang's sword!

Why on earth is he so strong!

Everyone roared crazily in their hearts.

Chu Yifeng's defeat declared their death sentence!

"hiss!"

Ye Nantian exhaled in pain, then rubbed his arm:

"It's not an illusion!"

Ye Nantian rubbed it and suddenly chuckled:

"Isn't the golden scale something in the pool?"

Qin Qingxiong on the side looked at Ye Nantian's chrysanthemum-like smile, as if he had a lemon, and felt extremely sour in his heart.

Why is this old boy so lucky?

Why don’t I have such an outstanding grandson?

"Um?"

Qin Qingxiong's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he looked solemnly at the place where Chu Yifeng hit him.

"Don't be too happy too early."

"The Tianyang realm is not so easy to kill..."

The heavy dust gradually dispersed, and the outline of a silhouette gradually took shape.

"cough......"

Chu Yifeng slowly walked out of the ruins of the dilapidated hall.

This Tianyang Realm expert was in an extremely embarrassed state at the moment.

He was like a waning old man, his steps were heavy and unsteady, he was coughing up blood with every step he took, and he was obviously seriously injured.

The robe on the upper body had already been blown to pieces, and on the chest, a bloody scar stretched from the lower right abdomen to the left shoulder.

The scars were so deep that one could even vaguely see the internal organs.

Chu Yifeng took out a pill from somewhere, swallowed it whole, and regained some color on his face.

"oh?"

Ye Wushuang raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Is the vitality of a strong person in Tianyang Realm so tenacious?"

Looking at Chu Yifeng's actions, it seems that he feels that he still has the strength to fight?

Chu Yifeng slowly walked out of the ruins of the hall and asked in a weak voice:

"Just now, what kind of power was that?"

This question naturally refers to the sword intention.

Ye Wushuang shook his head slightly.

The majestic Tianyang realm actually doesn't even know the meaning of the sword.

It's no wonder that Tianxuan Kingdom can only hide in a remote corner of the mainland.

"Sword Intent."

Ye Wushuang's words were concise and to the point.

"Sword Intent?"

Chu Yifeng looked puzzled, then nodded and sighed:

"This sword has a power that is close to the Third Layer of Tianyang Realm."

"I was defeated unjustly."

When he said this, even he himself was a little unbelievable.

A Ninth Layer in the Wheel Sea Realm actually exploded with the strength of a Third Layer in the Tianyang Realm!

The Third Layer of Tianyang Realm, which represents the condensed smallpox, has reached perfection in this realm.

The next step is to refine the five qi towards the origin and break through to the Heavenly Origin Realm.

Ninety-nine percent of Tianyang Realm in Tianxuan Kingdom is just the First Layer of Tianyang Realm, which only condenses human flowers.

Chu Yifeng is in this realm.

As for the Second Layer of Tianyang Realm, the only one who can definitely reach this realm is Dean Shangguan of Tianxuan Academy.

There are only two or three people who are suspected of being in this realm.

There is no Third Layer in Tianyang Realm nowadays.

Only the founding emperor of Tianxuan Kingdom, the ancestor of the Duan family eight hundred years ago, is definitely the Third Layer of Tianyang Realm.

But other people estimate that the grass on the grave is as tall as a person.

"Do you have any last words?"

"Forget it, what will I do if I listen to your last words?"

Ye Wushuang wanted to pretend to be indifferent, but before Chu Yifeng could speak, he shook his head.

He originally took this trip to test his sword.

It turned out that Chu Yifeng had no experience in fighting, so he naturally lost interest.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yifeng suddenly said:

"It's true that people from these four major sects want to kill you."

"But I never thought so."

Ye Wushuang's expression moved slightly, showing some interest.

Chu Yifeng continued:

"Because it's not worthwhile for you to offend your mysterious master."

"Originally I planned to settle this grudge with you."

"Even if we give up the Qingmu Sect for this, it's okay."

"But do you know why I chose..."

Before he finished speaking, a strange smile appeared on Chu Yifeng's lips, and at the same time he roared with all his strength:

"Thousand Spirit Hands!"

He forcibly concentrated an attack on Ye Wushuang, which seemed a bit strong on the outside but strong on the inside.

However, Ye Wushuang's expression suddenly changed. He didn't care about Chu Yifeng's attack at all. He raised his hand and swiped his sword behind him.

clang!

The sound of metal intersecting sounded.

This sword just blocked a dagger with silver light.

However, Ye Wushuang had no time to rejoice, as a finger silently came to his chest and tapped lightly.

"Little guy, don't talk so much nonsense to your enemies in your next life~"

A soft female voice sounded in his ears.

Then there was a "boom", and Ye Wushuang was like a cannonball, flying backwards in an instant and hitting the mountain wall heavily.

"Wushuang!"

Ye Nantian's face suddenly changed and he let out a sad cry.

Chu Yifeng's figure flashed and came to the side of the person who made the move. He sneered in the direction where Ye Wushuang fell:

"You idiot, you want to fight with me, but you are still too young!"

Although he was defeated by Ye Wushuang today and lost all face.

But the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, Ye Wushuang is dead, but he is still alive.

Dead people are destined to be forgotten.

And he is still in the Tianyang realm, still aloof, who dares to show even the slightest disrespect in front of him?

"Isn't it too early for you to be happy?"

After the dust, the young man's figure slowly walked out, looking quite embarrassed.

It's just that the whole body is covered with a layer of star-like gauze, which looks very dazzling and gorgeous.

Ye Nantian, who was in grief, cried with joy when he saw that his grandson was fine.

It's just that the current situation doesn't seem to allow him to be happy.

"Ahem..."

Ye Wushuang spat out a mouthful of blood, apparently suffering internal injuries.

"Fortunately, Zhou Tianxingchenyi is here, otherwise it would not be so easy to receive a blow from the Tianyang realm."

"I'm afraid I'll be half disabled even if I don't die."

Ye Wushuang was secretly afraid.

After all, his realm is still only the Wheel Sea Realm, and his physical strength and vitality are far inferior to those of the strong ones in the Tianyang Realm.

And this star gauze is the self-protection martial skill he has practiced, Zhoutianxingchen.

Seeing that Ye Wushuang was not dead yet, Chu Yifeng's expression changed.

Obviously, Ye Wushuang's sword attack just now left a shadow in his heart.

"Tsk tsk!"

"Such an advanced martial arts skill, it must be at least Low Grade!"

"That Fairy Luo is indeed extremely mysterious!"

"Oh, unless I'm desperate, I really don't want to provoke such mysterious and powerful people!"

The soft female voice just now sounded, admiring and complaining at the same time.

Ye Wushuang set his sights on Chu Yifeng.

This is a figure shrouded in darkness, and its strength cannot be seen clearly.

The vague outline and voice showed that it was a woman.

"As expected of a killer, the master of Shuiyi Palace has hidden his secrets really well!"

"If you don't take action, it will be fatal. If you take action, it will be fatal!"

Ye Wushuang looked at the shadow and said in a cold voice.

He was not a clay figure. He had been attacked by a sneak attack just now. He was frightened and naturally also extremely angry.