Chapter One Thousand and Nine

Smack.

Soul Dao Immortal Palace, the door of a palace was slowly pushed open from the inside, and Ye Feng walked out with the face of the master of 'Wang Tong'.

Everything here is still so orderly, and it has not been overly damaged by the invasion of otherworldly creatures.

Even if there were a few, they were only slight traces of battle, and they had clearly been carefully repaired.

In the past, the Soul Dao Immortal Palace, Panheng was on the huge mountain range, and the thirty-six Soul Palaces seemed to be very few people, but now, tens of millions of alien creatures are entrenched here, but the entire Soul Dao World is full of vitality.

This made Ye Feng fall into thought.

Otherworldly creatures... Does it have to be bad?

They are not like the previous Zerg, they are not for the purpose of enslaving the Terrans, and they have not destroyed for fun.

They and the creatures of the Pure Land World are all flesh and blood beings, and it is only because of the irresistible disasters that their homeland has suffered that they have to open a teleportation channel to come to the Pure Land World, hoping to get a new home to live on.

It's not about right or wrong...... It is the struggle of race and survival.

The hatred between the two sides, precipitated on the grief of the death of hundreds of millions of living beings, is by no means easy to change, and the battle between the otherworldly beings and the natives of the Pure Land World will not know how long it will last.

Ye Feng walked slowly, raised his eyes, and saw that he had already come to the Ten Thousand Souls Square.

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Souls Square was noisy, as if a grand event was being held.

Ye Feng walked over and saw that a man from another world wearing a silver-rimmed white robe was showing off his own set of swordsmanship.

This swordsmanship is surging in the atmosphere, just like flowing clouds flying into the sea, a hanging Milky Way pouring out, and the end is unfathomable.

"Hey, brother, what's going on here!

Ye Feng rolled his eyes, patted a gray-and-white disciple in front of him, and asked very naturally.

The disciple turned his head and glanced at Ye Feng, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, but as if he thought of something, he looked at Ye Feng with relief, and said to Ye Feng in a friendly manner: "Brother, I'm afraid you've been in retreat since you came...... I don't even know my Thousand Swords Alliance!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly.

Good guy, I haven't even figured out how to get through, this guy has helped me think about it! Not only did he help me think about it, but he even exposed himself to the house, so that I could continue to make it up with a basis, what a good person.

A good man has a safe life.

Ye Feng silently wished the other party a sentence in his heart, and immediately climbed the pole and exclaimed: "I am Wang Tong, a disciple of the Badaomen, brother, you are right, I just came out of retreat, what happened here is so lively?"

I haven't heard of it, it should be a small sect that doesn't enter the stream!

Thinking of this, Zhang Qi's eyes that looked at Ye Feng became more and more sympathetic.

That catastrophe is as strong as the Thousand Swords Alliance, which is not one out of ten, and the so-called Hundred Swords Gate should be the only seedling left Ye Feng...

Zhang Qi sympathized with Ye Feng, and his tone couldn't help but slow down a lot, and he pointed to the person who was dancing the sword in the center of the square and introduced: "Brother Wang Tong, you just came here and didn't know, this is my Senior Brother Mo Xiaotian of the Thousand Swords Alliance who is demonstrating sword intent to everyone, but it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Demonstrate sword intent?" Ye Feng was curious.

Zhang Qiqi nodded and said: "Yes, it is said that this is Senior Brother Mo Xiaotian after the catastrophe of heaven and earth, he was extremely sad, and he realized the sword technique avenue between the flowing clouds and mountains...... Now he is showing us this set of sword intent, hoping that each of us can forget the pain and live a good life in the Pure Land World again!"

"Oh~~" Ye Feng looked suddenly enlightened: "Then let's live well in the Pure Land World, what about the aborigines here?"

Zhang Qi: "......"

Brother, you're embarrassed!

However, Zhang Qi was still full of faith in this question, clenched his fists and said:

"That is also the fault of these people in the Pure Land World! Our world has suffered unprecedented suffering, and we, the disciples of the younger generation, must work hard to forge ahead and build a future for our world!"

Ye Feng looked at Zhang Qi's impassioned appearance, and said expressionlessly: "Well said, whose words are these?"

Zhang Qi's originally impassioned and enthusiastic appearance suddenly stagnated, scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Uh...... This is also what Senior Brother Mo taught us, but how do you know that I didn't say it?"

"Because you don't look like someone who can say that......"

Zhang Qi: "......"

Brother, we've only been meeting for a minute, why do we already have the urge to hit you twice?

Ye Feng pursed his lips silently.

Why can't you control your mouth?

Immediately, he began to carefully watch the swordsmanship displayed by Mo Xiaotian, and I have to say that there is indeed something in this swordsmanship.

The whole set of sword techniques is driven by the five elements of immortal energy, including three sets of sword moves, which represent the three sword intent artistic conceptions: the realm of suffering, the realm of separation, and the final realm of Haoran.

The three realms are clear at a glance, and Mo Xiaotian's mental journey of epiphany after the catastrophe is formal, but in front of people like Ye Feng, who have experienced countless lives and deaths, this so-called sword intent expression is somewhat pediatric.

Therefore, when Mo Xiaotian's set of swordsmanship was cast, it caused cheers from the audience, but Ye Feng only smiled slightly, and was about to turn around and leave, looking for Yun Qianqian's whereabouts.

All around, there was a cheer and praise.

"Wow! Senior Brother Mo is so handsome!"

"Hey, this girl, are you mistaken about the point! Senior Brother Mo is using sword intent to teach us to be open-minded and self-reliant!"

"No matter!Anyway, people think Senior Brother Mo is handsome!!"

"That's right! Senior Brother Mo is not only a swordsman, but also has an excellent heart, this set of swordsmanship simply makes me feel empowered!"

The praise is nothing to Mo Xiaotian.

He is already a peak immortal general level cultivator, at an age of less than 10,000 years, he is definitely the premier martial arts talent in the other world, he is willing to share his martial arts understanding, purely out of a fraternity of heart, but he does not expect any praise and praise.

It's just that in the adoring faces in the audience, there is an extra dark back of the head, which is walking outside the crowd.

Kindness?

Mo Xiaotian raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That brother, do you have any opinions on the swordsmanship below?"

Who is it?

Everyone turned around one after another, and they all saw Ye Feng walking out.

Zhang Qi hurriedly grabbed Ye Feng's sleeve: "Hey, Wang Tong, what are you doing!"

Ye Feng didn't seem to realize that something was wrong at all: "Prepare to go......"

"What are you leaving, Senior Brother Mo is asking you!!"

Ye Feng turned his head and saw Mo Xiaotian on the stage looking at him with a smile, and asked out loud:

"Brother Tai is not from where he came from, what do you think about the swordsmanship below?"

"Me?" Ye Feng felt that the other party was not deliberately playing tricks on him, but was just curious, so he tried to restrain his instincts and smiled: "In the lower sword sect Wang Tong...... I don't have any opinion on your swordsmanship, it's good, really, it's good. ”

Belch......

Mo Xiaotian's smile was somewhat stiff.

Brother, you said okay, forget it, it's a taste after emphasizing it so many times in a row.

Mo Xiaotian said politely: "Brother Wang Tong, the Badaomen is also quite famous in our [Cloud Spirit Immortal Realm], if we can get some guidance from our brothers today, it can be regarded as a little comfort to our brothers who are in a foreign land." ”

"That's right, what is Wang Tong, Senior Brother Mo is so polite to you, do you have a few words!"

"Senior Brother Mo, I don't think this thing understands anything at all...... What a tyrant knife gate, we've never heard of it!"

People shouted one after another, glaring angrily at Ye Feng, at such a sacred moment, how could a guy who came out of nowhere spoil the moving atmosphere in everyone's hearts.

"Hey, Brother Wang!" he kept pulling Ye Feng's sleeve: "Don't you axe, just say a few words casually...... Don't get along with everyone!"

Ye Feng looked at Zhang Qi and blinked: "You really want me to say?"

Ha?

Zhang Qi was completely unaware of what he was doing, and nodded blankly.

"Oh, well. Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, looked at Mo Xiaotian on the stage, and said slowly:

"Senior Brother Mo's swordsmanship is unfathomable, and the artistic conception is touching......"

Speaking of this, it caused a wave of sighs around.

"What's that, do you still need him to say that?"

"I thought that this Wang Tong could have any opinions, and after making trouble for a long time, he could really only say some such saliva. ”

Ye Feng turned a deaf ear to the voice next to him, and just said to himself: "It's just...... Although the later Haoran realm of this swordsmanship looks elegant and indifferent, full of power, it owes some foundation, and it has a bit of a disease-free moaning taste. ”

I'll go!

One sentence shocked the audience.

Those people who were still forcing Ye Feng in front of them opened their eyes wide, stunned for a few seconds, and then exploded.

"Oh my God, does this thing know what you're talking about?"

"Dare to say that Senior Brother Mo's swordsmanship is innocent and moaning, who does he think he is!"

"Senior Brother Mo, this kind of population doesn't choose to speak, you should teach him a good lesson!"

"That's right! ”

Ye Feng was really a little speechless.

I won't say it just now, you guys are unhappy one by one, you have to force me to say, and now I say it's this forced picture again.

Is it bullying me that Brother Ye has no temper?

Ye Feng had a faint smile on his face, and looked straight at Mo Xiaotian on the stage: "What's the matter, Senior Brother Mo, do you think what I said is right?"

Mo Xiaotian, the smile on his face had begun to stiffen.

"Hehe, Brother Wang really has good insights, but this disease-free moan, I don't know where it came from. ”

"Want to know?"

Ye Feng jumped into the ring, and stretched out his hand directly to Mo Xiaotian.

"The sword comes. ”

“......”

Mo Xiaotian frowned and handed over the long sword in his hand.

For some reason, the moment the sword fell into the palm of this person named Wang Tong, he suddenly felt that the other party's temperament had completely changed.