Soon, with Ye Feng's powerful roar, the black sword was finally pulled out.
And the moment it was pulled out, a shocking sword cry resounded.
Endless dark sword energy wandered around Ye Feng, covering hundreds of miles. Countless disciples retreated again and again, fearing that they would be touched by these sword energy and be torn apart and die.
At this moment, in the entire academy, all the disciples who had swords made a crisp sound from their swords.
Swish, swish, swish... Immediately afterwards, countless densely packed swords all broke free from their shackles and flew around the black sword. Some disciples forcibly suppressed the accessories in their hands, but were killed by the sword, even breaking the sword body.
I also want to fly towards the black sword.
Everyone is surrounding the black sword, cheering, wild, surrendering, and kneeling.
With one sword shot, all swords surrendered! In the void, Zhan Wuji saw this scene, took a deep breath, and subconsciously uttered four words, "Contemporary Sword God!"
Ye Feng held the black sword in his hand and took a step forward. Suddenly, a sword path was piled up in front of him.
Ye Feng stepped on the sword path like an invincible sword god. Countless swords surrounded him. He looked around, and countless disciples and elders did not dare to look directly.
Ye Feng's gaze was so sharp and deep, holding a black sword in his hand, as if he had inherited everything from the black sword and merged into one. Billions of sword lights were surging in his eyes, making everyone tremble and not dare to take a breath.
In the inner courtyard, Li Wanjun is located.
At this time, like all her children, her eyes were high in the sky.
Ye Feng bathed in the forest of swords, and Wan Jian surrendered. On his finger, the ring was buzzing and trembling. He stroked the ring, and his cold eyes gradually became softer. For a long time, a touching smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Curved, he murmured in a low voice: "He succeeded!"
Ye Feng stood in the void, his whole body shrouded in sword light. He looked around, and suddenly felt like he was invincible with swords pressing in all directions.
He enjoyed this feeling very much.
But he knew that this sword did not belong to him.
It is very possible that this was left by Li Wanjun's father and was sealed for some unknown reason. Now that the sword has been pulled out, it should be returned.
"It has absorbed your blood essence and formed a bond with you. It is already your sword in some way!"
The voice of the black unicorn sounded in my mind.
Having said that, Ye Feng still couldn't take it.
"The sword spirit of this sword is sleeping. You can wait until she wakes up before making a decision, or you can let her choose, right?"
Black Qilin said again.
Ye Feng was silent.
at this time.
The void shook.
Powerful auras appeared from all directions and descended on the void.
Immediately afterwards, twenty-five figures appeared in front of everyone's sight.
These twenty-five people, dressed in different costumes, were obviously not from the Divine General Academy.
Everyone has a powerful aura, profound ups and downs, and almost all of them are powerful in the Five Transformations of the Great Sage.
As these people appeared, the expressions of the disciples below changed, and they soon showed expressions of shock.
"That's Elder Ouyang Hua from Poseidon Academy!"
"And Elder Wu Yuan from Donghuang Academy!"
"And Xie Tian from the Crazy Blade Sect!"
"Xia Jiyue of Xuanming Sect!"
"There are people from the ten major dynasties in Shenyin Continent!"
"With such a huge formation, what do they want to do here!"
Countless disciples recognized those people and stood up in shock.
After the twenty-five people appeared, their eyes glanced around, and finally landed on Ye Feng. To be precise, they landed on the black sword in Ye Feng's hand. Suddenly, everyone's eyes showed a strong excitement.
and greed.
"Burn! Li Xiaoyao's sword was finally pulled out after so many years!"
"It's just that he was pulled out by a young man in the Qiankun Transformation Realm!"
At this time, Ouyang Hua from Poseidon Academy moved his eyes away from the black sword and looked at Ye Feng. He flicked his fingers. Then, the thousands of long swords around Ye Feng shattered and scattered on the ground. Everything returned to calm.
Ouyang Hua looked at Ye Feng for a moment and said, "Did you pull out this sword?"
Ye Feng glanced at them and nodded, feeling vaguely that something bad had happened.
Ouyang Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Feng for a long time, and suddenly said: "What does Li Xiaoyao have to do with you!"
The other twenty-four strong men all looked closely at Ye Feng, obviously they also wanted to know the answer to this question.
Li Xiaoyao... Ye Feng looked confused. He was not familiar with this name, so what could it have to do with it.
However, some of the disciples and even elders around him changed their expressions when they heard this name.
Li Xiaoyao is the sword god of the previous generation. He is a mythical figure in the Shenyin Continent and the entire Shenzhou plane. His swordsmanship is so strong that no one can match him. He has one person and one sword. He defeated the masters in the entire plane without losing a single blow.
, but since then, he has disappeared, and no news about him has been heard in the entire plane.
Some people say that he has ascended to the fairy world and gone to a more advanced plane. Some people say that he has died. Some people say that he is hiding somewhere and does not care about the world... But now, Ouyang Hua suddenly said something about Ye Feng and Li Xiaoyao
relation.
What's going on? Could it be that Ye Feng is someone from Li Xiaoyao?
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Feng shook his head and said: "Li Xiaoyao?
I have never seen this person before, why, this sword belongs to Li Xiaoyao?"
Ouyang Hua was about to speak when Wu Yuan on the side snorted coldly: "What a liar. You have nothing to do with Li Xiaoyao. How could you pull out this sword and say, who are you? Could it be that you are his illegitimate son?"
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, illegitimate son, you really think about it.
A woman in red clothes spoke. She was Xia Jiyue from the Xuanming Sect. She looked at Ye Feng for a while and said in deep thought: "Li Xiaoyao is known as the Xiaoyao Sword God. There were many women who admired him back then. This boy is very talented."
Maybe he is his illegitimate son."
"I think so too. I didn't expect that in the eyes of the world, Li Xiaoyao only has one daughter. Although we haven't found that daughter for so many years, we didn't expect that he had other sons..." "Back then, he shed his sword and asked
, challenged various masters, and the strong men in the entire plane were beaten by him. In the end, he had a decisive battle with that man. After finally defeating that man, he disappeared without a trace. Only this sword was left behind. According to rumors,
He said that this sword contains his sword inheritance, and now it seems to be true, this time must be his illegitimate son, and Li Xiaoyao inherited this sword just to let this son get his inheritance!"
As soon as these words came out, countless people stared at Mie Feng in Ye Feng's hands with intense eyes, with shock and greed that could not be concealed in their eyes.
That is Li Xiaoyao's inheritance.
If he could inherit it, wouldn't he become the most powerful person under the starry sky?