At Longtan Pond, the bustling city-like scene in the past was shrouded in a chilling and cold atmosphere.
As early as two days ago, the vendors and tourists were expelled, leaving only the Bai family disciples guarding the main entrances and exits of Longtan Pond as if facing a formidable enemy.
In addition to the disciples of the Bai family, the seven major families also sent many people to cooperate with the Bai family's work.
Their trip was not to cheer for the Bai family, but to bear witness to the duel at Bai Wenping's invitation.
When Bai Wenping thought about it, ever since the Wanli Soul Hunting Order was issued, the Bai family had not been able to get any benefits, and their reputation had also suffered a heavy blow.
Now Ye Feng takes the initiative to ask for a fight, which makes Bai Wenping accept the challenge and secretly make up his mind to reverse the situation and win back face for the Bai family.
On the surface, he invited people from the seven major families to come here to bear witness, but in fact it was to demonstrate his own strength.
He knew very well that only if he perfectly displayed his strength in front of the people of the seven major families, those patriarchs of the seven major families who were always ambitious and wanted to take this opportunity to annex the Bai family would give up their thoughts.
On the eve of the decisive battle, Bai Wenping stood on the edge of Longtan Pond, looking at the sparkling water, with a strong murderous aura rising from his body.
Thinking of the murderer who would kill Ai Zi and more than a hundred Bai family disciples tomorrow, Bai Wenping couldn't help but get excited.
As long as he reigns, the Bai family will never fall. He believes that as long as he can maintain his current strength forever, he can forever protect the Bai family's hard-won industry and prestige.
Bai Wenping stood on the lake with his hands hanging until late at night before returning to his residence.
Even after returning to the room, he still did not rest. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the bed and regulated the vitality in his body.
Although he knew that he would only face a third-level sword king tomorrow and that he had a sure chance of victory, Bai Wenping still did not take it lightly due to his cautious temperament.
He must use the fullest spirit and greatest enthusiasm to meet the upcoming decisive battle.
That night, it was not only Bai Wenping who could not sleep, but also He Huan and Jiang Ziwei who were staying in the mountains with Ye Feng.
Hearing that Ye Feng planned to have a duel with a ninth-level sword king tomorrow, even a person with a heart as solid as ice like He Huan felt restless in his heart.
The third-level sword king versus the ninth-level sword king is a losing battle. Even if He Huan had a great tacit understanding with Ye Feng before, when the decisive battle came, he still couldn't guess his heart.
Thoughts.
Although he was full of worries, He Huan did not ask.
Seeing Ye Feng and He Huan sitting on the ground doing exercises and regulating their breath like petrified people, Jiang Ziwei could no longer hold back the nervousness in her heart and whispered: "Boss He, have you really made your decision? Tomorrow.
Duel with Bai Wenping?"
Jiang Ziwei showed deep concern, causing a smile to appear on Ye Feng's face.
He opened his eyes, gently patted Jiang Ziwei's shoulder, and said: "Yes. The disaster happened because of me. I can never bring trouble to the Lishui Sword Sect anymore. I can only solve it myself. In my opinion,
The best way to make your enemies swallow their anger is to completely overwhelm them."
"But..." Jiang Ziwei originally wanted to say that there was no chance of winning this battle, but he swallowed the words as he spoke.
After pondering for a moment, he said unwillingly: "In fact, with the strength of our Yin Shang Kingdom and the current status of Sect Master Hai in Yin Shang Kingdom, we can definitely help you deal with the Bai family. If Sect Master Hai can take action, let alone the Bai family, even Qian Yu
If the eight major families in the country resist at the same time, I am afraid they will be vulnerable."
Facing Jiang Ziwei's kind dissuasion, Ye Feng shook his head firmly.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of the face of Great Elder Li Yuanhang.
Last time, it was because of his ignorance that the Great Elder died tragically. But this time, he will never repeat the same mistake and bring any trouble to the Lishui Sword Sect.
"I have made up my mind, don't try to persuade me." Ye Feng said calmly.
After saying this, he stood up and walked towards the edge of a cliff in the distance.
Standing on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the dark mountain col below, Ye Feng exuded a strong aura of determination.
Quietly stroking the pendant hanging on his chest with his palm, Ye Feng lowered his voice and said: "Teacher, I will trouble you again tomorrow to let me defeat Bai Wenping."
On Ye Feng's chest, the purple pendant gave off a faint halo, indicating that Xiao Bai had heard Ye Feng's words.
In the past, if Xiao Bai heard Ye Feng call him teacher, he would definitely jump out and use words to ridicule him, but this time it was different. Xiao Bai remained surprisingly silent and did not ridicule Ye Feng.
Disciples of the Sword Hall must become a strong Sword Emperor within ten years of practicing the Spirit-Swallowing Art or the Heaven-Swallowing Art before they can be included in the door.
Nowadays, although Ye Feng has not been able to become a strong Sword King, Longwen knows that as long as Ye Feng can maintain his current state and practice tirelessly, he may be able to become a strong Sword King in five years at most.
"I didn't expect that I, Xiao Bai, had lived for hundreds of years, and when I was about to die, I actually met a cultivation genius." Thinking that Ye Feng only used a mere two years to go from a first-level sword servant to a third-level sword king, even though
Even Xiao Bai couldn't help but sigh for Ye Feng's cultivation talent.
"Don't worry, little one. I will temporarily lend you my power tomorrow, and at that time, you will no longer be a strong sword king, but a strong sword king who will make all living beings surrender." Xiao Bai did not say this.
Just think silently in my heart.
But even so, Ye Feng still felt Xiao Bai's sincerity.
"Teacher, I am not far away from becoming a true Sword King. I still remember the promise I made to you. Once I become a Sword King, I will break into the Luohua Palace. At that time, I
I will definitely let Luohua Palace give you an explanation." Ye Feng said firmly.
After saying this, he suddenly looked up to the sky and let out bursts of roars like tigers roaring and dragons roaring.
In the deep mountains, all the beasts were terrified and the birds surrendered. After Ye Feng's roar fell, the entire mountain forest became silent.
Those beasts and birds were so frightened that they became silent when they heard Ye Feng's roar like a hidden dragon ascending to the sky.
This situation lasted until dawn, when Ye Feng and the others left the mountains and headed for Longtan Pond.
At the edge of Longtan Pond, the patriarchs of the seven major families and a group of family disciples who were preparing to participate in the sword cultivation competition were all standing on the shore with solemn expressions.
Seeing the sun rising in the eastern sky and stepping into the air, the heads of the seven major families all looked solemn.
I don't know why, even though they knew that Ye Feng was only a third-level sword king, the patriarchs of the seven major families still felt that today's decisive battle seemed to be full of great variables.
This feeling did not come from the heart, but seemed to come from the oppression of Longtanchi, which made them feel ominous at the same time.
Opposite the seven masters is Bai Wenping, who has a sinister look on his face.
At this moment, Bai Wenping, wearing a white shirt, stood suspended above the lake, with cold light bursting out of his eyes one after another.
This white gold-threaded garment is a treasure of the Bai family. On ordinary days, even Bai Wenping would not bear to wear it, but on today's occasion, he wore it.
He did this for no other reason than to demonstrate the true strength of the Bai family to the heads of the seven major families, and to secretly warn everyone that the Bai family was not so easily bullied.
After floating on the lake for nearly an hour, Ye Feng still didn't appear, and Bai Wenping couldn't help but show a trace of impatience on his face.
Looking at Bai Lin, who was responsible for leading the Bai family disciples, Bai Wenping asked angrily: "Why hasn't Ye Feng come yet?"
Facing Bai Wenping, whose whole body was exuding raging flames, Bai Lin showed a hint of fear in her eyes.
He replied respectfully: "Reporting to the sect master, I have sent additional disciples to seal off all outside areas. When Ye Feng steps into Longtan Pond, he will notice it as soon as possible."
Facing Bai Lin's response, Bai Wenping stopped talking and just stood there silently.
At this moment, he was anxious on the surface, but he was extremely peaceful in his heart. All he could think about was how to torture and kill Ye Feng.
In the distant mountains and forests, there was suddenly a violent and domineering aura of roaring dragons and tigers.
As soon as this voice sounded, the faces of everyone present changed.
This aura is definitely that of a powerful sword king. However, even a figure like the head of the seven major families cannot roar such a domineering and shocking roar.
"This Ye Feng actually has some strength!" At this moment, the heads of the seven major families all praised secretly in their hearts.
Thinking that the upcoming battle would be extremely exciting, the heads of the seven major families were also secretly looking forward to it.
The sound moved from far to near, and soon reached the vicinity of Longtan Pond.
As the sound rang out, the water surface of Longtan Pool suddenly exploded, and dozens of surging waves rose up.
In the midst of countless water splashes, Ye Feng stepped on the golden dragon transformed by vitality and galloped over.
In the jungle behind him, He Huan and Jiang Ziwei were also like arrows of light, rushing towards Longtan Pond.
Seeing Ye Feng stepping on the illusion of a golden dragon, flying through the air, the sword cultivators waiting near Longtan Pond were all shocked.
Even in Qianyu Kingdom, flying across the sky is a rare skill.
Compared with the Floating Cloud Technique practiced by Bai Wenping, the Heavenly Dragon Vertical and Horizontal Footwork practiced by Ye Feng is obviously several points more powerful.
Seeing Ye Feng perform the Heavenly Dragon Vertical and Horizontal Footwork, Bai Wenping's expression suddenly turned gloomy.
He spent a lot of money to buy this Heavenly Dragon Vertical and Horizontal Footwork from the countries in the Central Plains region of Tianyuan Continent. He originally planned to let Baiyin City practice it and become famous in the Ten Kingdoms Sword Cultivation Exchange Competition, but he didn't expect it to be a birthday gift for his son.
, became a reminder for my son.
"Ye Feng, fight with me!" Bai Wenping let out an angry roar.
Suddenly, an extremely surging energy wave erupted from his body, which acted on the water surface, causing waves to rise hundreds of meters high.
Bai Wenping's display of momentum was particularly powerful, causing the expressions of He Huan and Jiang Ziwei who followed Ye Feng to suddenly change.
Almost at the same time, the two of them held the hilt of the sword at the same time, secretly making a decision in their hearts. If Ye Feng made a slight mistake, they would fight to the end with the Bai family even if they risked their lives.
"Bai Wenping, it's useless to talk more. Our men will see the truth!" Facing the arrogant Bai Wenping, Ye Feng showed no expression on his face.
His hands slowly squeezed the seal, and as the energy surged from his palms, he controlled the four swords inserted on his back, slowly floating in the void.