World Wide Martial Art

Chapter 3688 Adulthood

"This sword...has no name. It was picked up by me when I was young."

Ye Chenlong smiled awkwardly, fearing that Ye Feng would misunderstand, and said quickly: "But don't underestimate this knife. It is the knife that has been with me the longest in all these years."

"Although this sword is not even at the spiritual level, has no special power, and has no spirituality, its toughness is unimaginable!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Chenlong's eyes, "Even the Sword of Time, which is said to cut through everything, can't leave a trace on this sword!"

"The Sword of Time?"

Ye Feng was startled, as if he had heard this name somewhere.

"This is a famous sword in the Shengcang Continent. It is known as one of the three holy swords in ancient times. It is said to be able to cut off time."

Ye Chenlong sighed, the sword of time was unparalleled in its sharpness and could cut through everything. It had already become famous in ancient times.

"Oh, I remembered."

Ye Feng suddenly realized that he had seen this name in ancient books. It said that the Sword of Time was forged in chaos, integrated with the power of chaos, and could ignore time, so it was called the Sword of Time.

Everything cut open by the Timeless Sword will be frozen on the spot, and time will be shattered by the blade.

It is rumored that there are many powerful beings who were killed by the Sword of Time. Even if their physical bodies are annihilated, the part of flesh and blood cut by the Sword of Time will remain forever.

Because of this characteristic of the Timeless Sword, some things that are difficult to preserve will be cut open by someone with the Timeless Sword and then exist forever.

Ye Feng didn't take the records in ancient books seriously. Now after hearing what Ye Chenlong said, he realized that there really was such a strange sword in the world.

"Have you seen the Sword of Time?"

Ye Feng looked at the nameless black sword in his hand. This sword could withstand the edge of the Wushi Sword without any scars. It seemed very unusual.

"Um……"

Ye Chenlong's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence, and he nodded slowly. Facing Ye Feng's curious gaze, he didn't say much.

Seeing that Ye Chenlong was not interested in talking about the Timeless Sword, Ye Feng did not ask for more details. Instead, he looked at the black knife in his hand and said, "You have been carrying this sword for so long and you haven't given it a name yet?"

"I'm good at martial arts, and my weapon is my fist. Although this knife is special, it doesn't suit me, and it doesn't belong to me."

Ye Chenlong shook his head, "So I have been waiting for the person who is really suitable for it, and that person will name it."

Ye Feng was startled when he heard this. Ye Chenlong gave the black knife to him, obviously recognizing him, so he naturally had to choose the name.

"Then I'll name it...let's call it...Black Knife from now on!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he looked at Ye Chenlong expectantly.

"..."

Ye Chenlong looked at Ye Feng with a stiff expression. He felt helpless at Ye Feng's expectant gaze. Could it be that Ye Feng thought this name was good?

"Are you sure that's what it's called?"

Ye Chenlong asked hesitantly.

"What a great name."

Ye Feng smiled brightly and stroked Heidao, "It is so black, Heidao is the most suitable name for it."

"This guy is a loser in naming!"

Ye Chenlong looked at Ye Feng and roared in his heart. He had been reluctant to name the black knife, hoping that a suitable person would give it a domineering name.

But now, Ye Chenlong feels a little regretful, it would be better for him to choose the name and then hand it over to Ye Feng.

"That's all, as long as you're happy."

Ye Chenlong waved his hand, the black knife has been handed over to Ye Feng, it belongs to Ye Feng, do whatever you want with Ye Feng.

"I once relied on a pair of fists and a knife to make a name for myself in the Tianyuan Kingdom. People called me an Iron Fist fanatic."

"Um?"

Ye Feng was a little confused. He relied on his fists and knives to gain a reputation. Why did his nickname not have any words related to knives?

"Ahem..."

Seeing Ye Feng's strange look, Ye Chenlong coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, and then said: "This knife can withstand all attacks. I have relied on it to escape death several times. Don't let it fall short of its reputation."

"You haven't created any reputation for it at all! This knife is just used as a shield in your hand!"

Ye Feng's head was full of black lines and he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"Okay, I've finished drinking the wine, and I'll give you the knife. I'm leaving."

Ye Chenlong felt uneasy when he was stared at by Ye Feng, so he quickly waved his hands and left quickly.

After drinking a lot of wine with Ye Chenlong, Ye Feng also felt sleepy. After the former left, it didn't take long for him to fall asleep and fall into a dream.

In the dream, Ye Feng once again dreamed of the terrifying battlefield, the raging magical power that destroyed the world, the torn sky, the shattered earth...

"boom!"

Ye Feng suddenly sat up from the bed, the fear in his eyes had not dissipated, and the sunlight from the outside world shone on his face.

"It's that dream again..."

After sleeping until dawn, Ye Feng was in good spirits. He shook his head and got up to wash up, still thinking about last night's dream in his mind.

According to his speculation, the content of the dream was the battle of his death in his previous life. That battle was extremely terrifying, and the shattered world was even more terrifying than the world in the test of the Heroes of Heaven and Earth.

It is conceivable what kind of battle broke out at that time, but the memory of his previous life was only awakened a little bit, and he could not recall everything from the beginning.

"I will not let the tragedy of my last life happen again."

Ye Feng clenched his fists and his eyes were firm, "I am reincarnated. I want to stand on top of the world. No one can defeat me or kill me!"

This is a kind of obsession. Ye Feng doesn't understand why he died in his previous life, but when he is reborn, he naturally wants to clear away his regrets. He wants to be immortal!

According to legend, becoming a god can lead to immortality, but in the previous life, one was obviously a god and still fell, so there is a realm above the gods.

God King, God Emperor, and even God Emperor, no matter how difficult it is to achieve these realms, Ye Feng must move forward unswervingly.

"Little guy, get up and eat."

A gentle voice sounded, and Ye Feng's eyes lit up. This was Ye Yuyi.

After pushing the door open, Ye Yuyi stood in front of the door with a warm smile and led him into the Alchemy Palace.

Ye Chenlong, Ye Zhen, and Ye Qingsheng are all waiting here. The table is filled with food, all delicious and delicious.

This was Ye Feng's first meal when he came to the land of inheritance.

Since this month, Ye Feng has been concentrating on training. When he is hungry or tired, he relies on training and the medicinal bath prepared by Ye Yuyi to replenish his energy.

For martial arts cultivators, eating is not necessary. Absorbing true energy can replenish the energy needed by the physical body. When reaching the spiritual realm, it doesn't matter if you don't eat for several years. The spiritual energy nourishes the physical body and replenishes energy. The effect is unmatched by ordinary food.

But martial arts cultivators are human beings after all, with seven emotions and six desires. Desire for food and drink is one of the six desires. Eating becomes a kind of relaxation and enjoyment.

Just like today, Ye Feng's coming-of-age ceremony should be celebrated, and eating is part of the celebration.

"Little guy, you have become an adult today, which means that you have truly grown up and you will have to shoulder your burdens."

Ye Yuyi picked up the wine glass and said with a smile.