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Chapter 973: Miyamoto

Ye Feng stood at the door of Daozong.

At this time, he was at the door of Daozong.

A large group of sword sect disciples were already standing.

There were more than a hundred of them, and at the front of these disciples was a young man wearing black clothing. He looked at Ye Feng with an indifferent expression.

Ye Feng looked at them and was stunned. He did not expect that the genius of Dao Zong was already waiting for him.

At this time, the well-dressed man glanced at Ye Feng and was about to speak. Ye Feng shook his head and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, I need to recover."

After saying that, sit down directly cross-legged.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, even the well-dressed man didn't expect it.

Recover?

Do not hit?

The well-dressed man glanced around. In fact, he wanted to take action against Ye Feng. After all, he heard that Ye Feng was very strong and he understood the principle of taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

However, if you take action at this time, it will give people a false excuse. Even if you kill Ye Feng, it will be disgraceful.

He glanced at Ye Feng, smiled, and said, "Okay, I'll let you recover and save others from saying that we can't win with force."

After half a stick of incense, Ye Feng sat up.

He looked at the well-dressed man and others, "Who comes first?"

The well-dressed man snorted coldly and said nothing. He moved his wrist and a golden sword appeared in his hand. Holding the sword in his hand, he rushed forward. When he was less than ten meters away from Ye Feng, he suddenly jumped up. The sword in his hand

It unexpectedly rose up in the air against the storm, turning into a giant blade dozens of feet long. Light bloomed from it, covering a radius of dozens of miles. The aura emanating from the blade caused the expressions of everyone around to change.

"The sword's power is actually the sword's power."

"I recognize him. Murong Chong, the fifth genius of the Sword Sect, actually understood the power of the sword. You must know that the power of the sword is more powerful than the intention of the sword. Although he is only in the early stage of the Great Immortal King, with the blessing of the power of the sword, he can completely

His strength has improved a lot."

"It seems that he is going to kill him with one blow."

Everyone was in amazement.

The golden sword has already fallen. As soon as it falls, long holes are torn out in the void in front of you. Looking at you suddenly, the main space seems to have been cut, which is extremely terrifying.

Ye Feng's face was calm, he raised his head and glanced at the fallen sword. The next moment, Mie Burian put it away, clenched his right hand into a fist, and the power of the evil god exploded.

boom.

A shocking explosion was heard in the field.

Countless rays of fist light and sword light suddenly swept around, and wherever they passed, the space trembled and made creaking sounds.

There was silence for a moment.

Suddenly there was a cracking sound in the field.

Under everyone's gaze, the golden sword shattered.

Murong Chong's expression changed, and at this moment, a sword light flashed across the field.

Murong Chong's eyes flashed with ferocity, he clenched his right fist and punched forward.

A figure was directly knocked back. Wherever it passed, the ground beneath his feet was trampled directly to leave deep footprints. As soon as he stopped, his entire arm had been destroyed, and dense cracks appeared. He looked up

Looking at Ye Feng, a look of solemnity and fear flashed in his eyes.

Buzz.

at this time.

A sword light flashed again.

The speed is too fast, even faster than before.

Murong Chong's face was horrified. Because his right hand was crippled, he subconsciously wanted to snatch it away. At this moment, his whole body trembled, and a trace of despair and panic appeared in his eyes.

Why, because his body was imprisoned by a mysterious force.

At this moment, a ray of sword light pierced directly between his eyebrows.

Murong Xue froze, her eyes widened, full of disbelief. He looked at Ye Feng, his mind went blank, and he murmured to himself as if he had lost his mind, "How could it be possible, how could it be..." Soon, the color in his eyes

Disappear, completely dead.

Ye Feng glanced at him and shook his head. You, a genius who understands the power of a sword is rare and terrifying, but in the face of speed and power, it is just a cloud. He can defeat all methods with one force. This sentence is not nonsense! See Murong.

After Chong died, the disciples were all furious. Although they were shocked by Ye Feng's strength, this was the Sword Sect. They had confidence and support. Suddenly a disciple stood up. He pointed at Ye Feng angrily and was about to curse.

! Poof! A flash of sword light flashed, and a human head flew out! Blood sprayed out like spring water! Ye Feng glanced at them, "If you are too weak, stop talking!"

The faces of those geniuses all changed greatly, but most of them still gritted their teeth. This is the Sword Sect, and no one dares to act recklessly here! Ye Feng did this to provoke them. If Ye Feng was a genius of some super power, they would still have scruples.

, but in their understanding, this person does not belong to any sect, he is just a person, and if a person dares to act recklessly at the door of their sword sect, he is simply bullying others and slapping them in the face! Thinking of this, there are still some disciples who want to stand.

When he came out, Ye Feng's eyes flashed and he was about to take action. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the field, "Stop."

As soon as the voice fell, a white-haired old man appeared in front of Ye Feng.

Seeing the old man, the disciples of the Sword Sect behind him immediately saluted, "I've met the great elder."

That's right, this person is the Great Elder of the Sword Sect, Nirvana.

Ji Mie glanced at Ye Feng and said, "Why did you challenge the major sects in the Void Immortal Realm? If it is just to become famous, then you have already done it. Now leave, I will treat what happened before as just a sparring match.

Zong Tian's skills are not as good as others, and he died in your hands. It's because he was not good at learning and can't blame others, what do you think?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'm not trying to become famous?"

Ji Mie frowned slightly, "What is that?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "This is my own business. What I want to do now is to challenge the genius of your sword sect. Why, is there no one in your sect?"

The old man looked at Ye Feng for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Actually, I am doing this for your own good. If you continue to challenge, to be honest, you will die."

Ye Feng shrugged, "This is not what you care about. If I lose, I will die. Don't worry, the people behind me will not make things difficult for your sect if they are still alive."

Hearing this, the old man's face changed slightly.

Is there someone behind you?

Is there any power?

Sure enough, this guy is no ordinary person.

In fact, they had guessed this a long time ago, but they just couldn't figure out who the power behind this person was. Although the Dao Sect was a super power in the Void Immortal World, the Void Immortal World was very big, and there were too many existences that they didn't know about.

Once they offend a powerful person, they don't even know how to get it.

"It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin. In that case, let me, Miyamoto, challenge you."

While the old man was pondering, a man in white robe appeared on the scene.

The man in the white robe looked to be about twenty-five years old, with a thin build and a very pale complexion, a perverted white color, which was very abnormal. In his hand, he held... Ye Feng frowned slightly.

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