<script></script> The main hall of Tianji Pavilion was filled with dead silence. "You! You" Killing Heart Guanyin's mouth felt dry and she looked at Ye Feng dumbfounded, unable to say a complete sentence. Everything in the world has two sides. As far as rumors are concerned, there are some that are exaggerated and some that are well-deserved; She originally thought it was the former, but unfortunately, reality slapped her hard in the face. Ye Feng. Exiled to immortality. This person, this name, has long become a legend. She has been hearing cocoons in her ears since she was a child. At this moment, a warm scene suddenly appeared in her mind. At that time, her parents were busy with academic affairs, so they sent her to Turpan to live with her grandmother. For countless hot summer days, she cuddled up next to her grandma, sitting by the karez stream to enjoy the cool air, under the green grape vines, eating grapes while listening to her grandma tell the legends of the past, most of which were from the past. ¡° Old Man Tianji, Shangguan Jinhong, Xiao Li Feidao She has memorized the legends of many masters in the weapons spectrum. But what grandma talks about the most is another legend. That is the real legend. Compared with it, the legend of Xiao Li's flying knife pales in comparison. To be more precise, it is no longer a legend, but a myth. It is indeed a myth. "Inazha, Inazha, grandma told you, if you meet a person named Ye Feng in the future, no matter he is real or fake, you must not go against him. Remember, remember ¡¡± Countless times, grandma is about to fall asleep under the vines, but whenever it involves Ye Feng, it always ends like this. "Grandma, hasn't he disappeared?" "Disappeared." "Then he really lived for hundreds of years? Will he come back?" "He will come back, he will come back" Whenever she asked , this is often the answer we get. Later, as she grew older, her horizons grew, and her cultivation level improved infinitely, the myths told by grandma had become a joke in her heart. The leader was her myth and her belief. But at this moment, every word Grandma said came to mind again, the myth was recast, and her faith collapsed. Not to mention the Killing Heart Guanyin, even Shangguan Xiaoxian, who had seen Ye Feng take action, was stunned. There was a turmoil in her heart, and she couldn't help but ask herself: "Hehe, is it possible that he is really an immortal?!" Ye Feng looked at Killing Heart Guanyin and said, "Let me ask you, what is the name of your leader?" Killing Heart Guanyin Her tongue trembled, she opened her mouth, and wanted to say, "Even if you kill me, I won't say anything." Suddenly, a flash of electricity flashed through her head, and the pain was like it was going to explode, heartbreaking! She screamed miserably, fell to the ground, huddled up in pain, and rolled around on the ground. Bang! ! Ye Feng waved his sleeves, summoning up his energy, and rushed out in all directions. The sword energy is like a knife, pouring out violently. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? scold! scold! ???????????????????????? After a soft and soft sound, except for the Killing Heart Guanyin, all the remaining masters of the Demon Cult were killed. A long and narrow wound appeared on their necks, the arteries were severed, and blood spurted out like spring water. Ye Feng stared at the Killing Heart Guanyin and suddenly said: "For the sake of your grandma, I'll spare your life." But he didn't ask any more questions. The pain disappears. Killing Heart Guanyin let out a big breath and stood up tremblingly. She knew that just now, the other party already knew the information she wanted to know in her mind. It was a martial arts even more wonderful than the "Incomparable, Soul-Destroying Nine Styles". No, maybe it was not martial arts anymore, but It¡¯s a magical power! At this moment, an extremely slight noise suddenly sounded in the hall. There was a cold light in Ye Feng's eyes, and he scolded: "Ao Miao, since you know I'm coming, why don't you get out of here?!" Bang! Sound waves scattered in all directions, and explosions continued. "Humph!" A cold snort rang out, followed by a black shadow flashing past. He was dressed in black, wearing a tight fit, with a black gauze covering his face, and a knife in his hand. What kind of knife? The sheathed sword has a black scabbard and a curved handle. The blade is green, as green as distant mountains, as green as spring trees, and as green as the lake in the eyes of lovers. The green sword light is curved, like a crescent moon. Once it moves, it suddenly turns into a flying rainbow. Even if the knife is not unsheathedExuding a compelling murderous aura. This is indeed a very magical and frightening knife, but the blade is engraved with a line of poetry, "Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night." It is not only magical, but also very poetic. So, what kind of knife? The full moon scimitar. Ye Feng stretched out his right hand and sneered: "What, you think you are too ugly to be seen?" A black palm shadow shot towards Ao Miao. The energy is like a knife, coming and going like the wind. Ao Miao's expression changed drastically, and he slashed with the full moon scimitar, just like a full moon bursting out of the sky, like lightning. What a magic sword, what a full moon scimitar! With this slash, Ye Feng's palm was directly cut away from the middle. The palm energy was divided and struck on both sides. Only two explosions were heard. Holes were blasted out of the stone walls on both sides at the same time, and stones flew in all directions. The next moment. Ao Miao's face changed drastically. At some point, the black gauze on his face tore open, revealing his true face. The difference has been made, the outcome has been determined. Ao Miao's pupils shrank, she stared at Ye Feng, gritted her teeth and said: "Ye Feng!!" "I am." Ye Feng responded lightly, waved his hand, and continued, "Okay. You know me, I know you too. In this case, there is no need to introduce yourself. Now you can go to hell?" "You!" Ao Miao's expression changed, and he said coldly, "Wait a minute!" Ye Feng raised his eyes and said calmly. : "Why, you still have last words?" "Last words?!" Ao Miao laughed and snorted, "Idiot! I'm afraid you still don't know who you provoked until now. Ye Feng!" Ye Feng shrugged. , said helplessly: "What's wrong?" Ao Miao's face was livid, he looked at Ye Feng with a condescending attitude, and shouted ferociously: "You are so damn good! I just accidentally entered Lu Xiaofeng's world, and followed him You had a small misunderstanding, and you are chasing after me like a mad dog! I haven¡¯t given you any trouble yet, but you dare to go against me¡± Without waiting for him to say anything else, Ye Feng said casually: ¡°I didn¡¯t. I know who you are, so I did a little research. Ao Miao, the third son of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, is commonly known as the third prince. For some reason, the immortal throne was destroyed and the dragon tendons were twitched, so you need to go through the Nine-Nine Eight. Eleven Difficulties, bah, I¡¯m wrong. It takes ninety-nine and eighty-one reincarnations to achieve enlightenment and rank in the Immortal Class, right? ¡°What? ! Ao Miao¡¯s face changed drastically, she looked at Ye Feng in shock, and said in a voiceless voice: ¡°How could youhow could you know everything?!¡±