But this time, Ye Feng discovered something extraordinary about the old man.
Last time, Ye Feng just entered the first level of Zhenwu Realm for the first time and couldn't notice anything at all.
But this time, Ye Feng not only stepped into the spiritual martial realm, but his perception was also transformed by the golden elixir in his brain, turning him into a monster.
He immediately noticed that there was a natural sword energy looming in the old man in sackcloth who was sleeping in front of him.
This kind of sword energy was so amazing that it was actually transmitted through the breath, surrounding the old man's body, showing his sharp edge. Even Ye Feng heard the faint sound of swords in the air.
"As you breathe in and out, the air flows into sword energy."
Ye Feng's eyes moved.
How shocking is this?
Ye Feng reached out and grabbed it, trying to capture the fluid sword energy surrounding the old man in Mai. He vaguely felt that this would have a huge effect on his understanding of the way of the sword.
However, Ye Feng only had time to grab three special sword energy, and before he could sense it, the sword energy had already dispersed in his palm.
"These sword energy are extremely loose and useless."
I don't know when, the old man Mai woke up, sitting there, staring at Ye Feng with his old eyes, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said: "Ye Feng boy, I haven't seen you for more than half a month, and you are completely transformed."
Obviously, the old man in Mai was not only praising Ye Feng's soaring cultivation level, he also saw at a glance that the energy and blood in Ye Feng's body was as powerful as the sea.
Ye Feng knew that this old man in sackcloth was definitely extraordinary and was kind to him. He held his fists as a junior and said: "Senior, I am here this time to ask you some advice about swordsmanship."
What I don’t understand.”
The old man in Mai also seemed to be interested. He stood up suddenly, pulled Ye Feng and walked out of the ancestral hall. He walked in a certain direction and said: "Let's go, old man, I haven't moved my body for a long time. It just so happened that Ye Feng, boy
You practice with me."
Ye Feng looked at the prosperous appearance of the old man in Mai, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly. This strange old man is really quite idle.
However, Ye Feng also had some doubts in his heart. Old Man Mai was so extraordinary and must be very powerful. He didn't know why he slept in the ancestral hall all day long.
Moreover, no one on the road knew the old man Mai. It seemed that everyone thought he was just an ordinary old man who looked after the family.
If you can't think clearly, don't think about it. Ye Feng won't get into trouble.
Soon, the two came to a huge martial arts arena in the center of the family.
Only then did the old man in Mai let go of Ye Feng. He took out a very ordinary wooden sword from the weapons rack next to the martial arts arena. He pointed the sword at Ye Feng and said, "Come on, pull out your sword and use it on me."
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"Old man, are you sure you want to use a wooden sword?" Ye Feng said with surprise in his eyes and some uncertainty.
Although he knew that this strange old man was very extraordinary and might be a master of swordsmanship, but using a wooden sword that could easily break to fight against him, Ye Feng was really afraid that he would hurt this old man.
The old man in Mai laughed loudly and said: "Hahaha, you brat, I didn't expect you to respect the old and love the young. Don't worry, you can't hurt me even if you practice for ten or eight years."
"That's what you said."
When Ye Feng heard what the old man Mai said, he simply let go.
"Qiang!"
The long sword was unsheathed, Ye Feng held the rusty long sword in his hand, stepped on the ground suddenly, and rushed towards the old man in sackcloth instantly.
This weird old man talks so arrogantly, Ye Feng is ready to teach him a lesson.
This old man probably doesn't know that he has mastered three perfect levels of yellow-level swordsmanship.
It's a bit difficult to block yourself with a wooden sword.
"Mingyue Swordsmanship!"
At this moment, Ye Feng's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he quickly drew out his sword. A cold sword light, accompanied by the bright moon, instantly rushed into the sky.
Clang Clang Clang Clang!
This sword light, high in the sky, split into thousands of sword lights, covering the sky like a rain of light, and instantly stabbed the old man in Mai.
"Great Perfect Moon Swordsmanship? Hahaha, Ye Feng, boy, not bad, not bad!"
The old man in Mai laughed loudly, without any panic in his tone.
The old man has a skinny body and holds a wooden sword in one hand. He stands there, making people feel very ordinary, ordinary, and even dejected and gloomy.
But at this moment, he was alone, facing the rain of thousands of bright moon swords pouring down from the sky, but he suddenly moved.
"Qiang!"
At this moment, the wooden sword in the old man Mai's mouth suddenly raised to the sky. A heart-stopping aura and a sharp sword aura suddenly erupted from the old man Mai's body.
At this moment, the old man in Mai didn't feel like an old man to outsiders, but like a majestic and heroic figure!
"Young man Ye Feng, aren't you here to ask for lessons in the art of swordsmanship? Well, you have to be careful now. I only use one sword, old man. It's up to you how much you can learn from me!"
The old man in sackcloth suddenly spoke out, and every word sounded like the clanging of a divine sword.
"boom!"
At this moment, the old man in Mai finally drew his sword. An unparalleled sword force, majestic, vast, endless, but also full of a sky-piercing domineering edge, chopped up the sword rain in the sky and turned it into nothingness.
The momentum of this sword was so terrifying that it was vaguely linked to the general trend of the world. It was like a sword that opened up the world. The black light tore through the sky, causing the bright sun in the sky to flicker.
Although these are just illusions, there is no doubt that this sword is extremely terrifying!
"The end of the sword is not the splendor, but the ultimate edge, the domination that tears the world apart!"
The old man in sackcloth sheathed his sword and stood up, his sonorous and powerful voice sounded in the martial arts arena.
At this time, the bright sun in the sky returned to shining brightly, and the shocking power of the sword disappeared.
It seemed as if nothing had happened just now, and everything had returned to calm.
But at this time, Ye Feng, who was opposite the old man in Mai, was holding the rusty sword in his hand, standing there motionless, his eyes filled with endless shock.
At that moment, Ye Feng only felt that facing the old man Mai's sword, he was like an ant, looking up at the giant wielding the sword, splitting the mountains and tearing apart the mountains and rivers.
That was a shocking sword!
The edge of that sword!
The dominance of that sword!
The monstrous momentum of that sword!
These all brought great spiritual shock to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng didn't want to waste any time, and didn't talk to the old man Mai. He just sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking crazily in his mind about the shocking sword strike just now, wanting to imprint it in his memory, and waiting to slowly understand it later.
This shocking sword is equivalent to a huge treasure given to Ye Feng by the old man Mai Yi!