In the clear sky, a group of crimson clouds suddenly appeared and quickly covered half of the sky.
Seeing that the sky above the entire Yin Shang Kingdom was covered by crimson clouds, Ye Feng, who was driving the Yuan Qi Car, became nervous.
The appearance of bloody clouds means that there will be killings. The closer to the Yin Shang Kingdom, the more Ye Feng feels that something has happened to the Yin Shang Kingdom.
The vitality chariot sped over the wilderness, villages, and cities, heading straight towards the direction of Li Shui Sword Sect.
After the rapid flight lasted for nearly a day and night, the Yuanqi Car finally stopped at the square of Li Shui Jian Sect.
Before the car stopped, Ye Feng jumped out of the car.
As soon as his feet landed on the ground, his expression suddenly changed, and his whole body stood frozen on the spot as if he had been shocked by electricity.
On the once bustling Lishui Square, there was no one around at the moment.
Not only was the square devastated, but the surrounding buildings were also reduced to rubble.
At this moment, the entire Lishui Sword Sect was without any vitality, but was filled with endless death energy, as dull as an empty city of death.
"What happened to the Li Shui Sword Sect? Why was the entire inner courtyard destroyed into rubble?" Ye Feng stood there blankly, with an ominous premonition rising in his heart.
Behind him, He Huan, Jiang Ziwei and Lang Wen all got off the vitality car.
Seeing the desolate scene around them, Longman and others all stood stunned on the spot.
"Is this still the Li Shui Sword Sect?" If everyone hadn't recognized this place from the outline of the ground as the area where they had lived for many years, they would never have thought that the ruins in front of them were the extremely prosperous and lively Li Shui Sword Sect back then.
"Lin Huaiyu, Fu Tianlin, Wei Jin!" Ye Feng let go of his throat and shouted loudly.
The sound echoed on the mountain tops, valleys, and waterfalls, sending out loud echoes.
But even so, there was no reaction from the entire Jianzong, and no one answered his words.
"Sect Master Hai, Elder Chen!" Everyone in Langwen also shouted at the top of their lungs.
However, even if they shouted at the top of their lungs, there was still no response from the Sword Sect.
Finding that the Li Shui Sword Sect was lifeless, Ye Feng's eyes were full of horror.
After instructing He Huan and Jiang Ziwei to stay here and take care of Langwen and others, Ye Feng turned into lightning and quickly ran towards the inside of Li Shui Sword Sect.
Along the way, Ye Feng saw more ruins.
Almost all the houses in Lishuijian Sect were destroyed to ashes. Not to mention the popularity, even the flying birds and the mice huddled in the corners disappeared without a trace.
Soon, Ye Feng arrived at the Li Shui Sword Tomb in the deepest part of the inner courtyard of the Li Shui Sword Sect.
When he reached the edge of the cliff outside the Lishuijian Tomb, he suddenly froze.
Not only were all the courtyard buildings in the Li Shui Sword Sect destroyed, but even the hundred-meter-high sword stone outside the Sword Tomb was cut in half by a huge force.
At this time, the mechanism on the sword stone was completely destroyed, leaving the passage of the sword tomb wide open in front of him.
"Could it be...could it be that even the Li Shui Sword Tomb was completely destroyed?" The uneasiness in Ye Feng's heart became more and more intense.
He paused with both feet, his body turned into lightning, and quickly disappeared inside the sword tomb.
Compared with all the buildings outside the Sword Tomb that were in ruins, the damage inside the Sword Tomb was relatively light.
But even so, nearly half of the passage to the Sword Tomb collapsed, and the wide central hall was also destroyed and dilapidated.
Holding back the horror in his heart, Ye Feng walked forward quickly.
He had just walked a few steps when he heard a faint sound of breathing.
"There's someone!" Ye Feng shook his shoulders, and his figure instantly appeared in the corner of the cave.
When he reached the corner, he found that there was indeed a gray-faced young swordsman huddled on the spot.
"Wei Jin?" Ye Feng shouted out loud.
Hearing Ye Feng's shout, the sword cultivator huddled in the corner opened his empty eyes.
Seeing that the person in front of him was Ye Feng, tears welled up in Wei Jin's eyes.
"Ye Feng, are you Ye Feng?" Wei Jin asked timidly.
Seeing that Wei Jin had not lost his mind, Ye Feng grabbed Wei Jin's shoulders and asked: "Tell me, what happened, why did Jian Zong become like this?"
Ye Feng's shout made Wei Jin's body tremble again.
He did not answer Ye Feng's question, but suddenly threw himself into Ye Feng's arms and burst into tears.
Feeling the tension in Wei Jin's heart, Ye Feng sighed helplessly.
He hugged Wei Jin tightly and patted his back gently with his palms.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll be fine when I come back." Ye Feng comforted him with kind words.
After comforting Wei Jin for nearly a while, Wei Jin stopped crying.
He raised his tear-stained cheeks, looked at Ye Feng, and said sadly: "It's ruined, it's all ruined. The four major sword sects were all ruined, and the Yin Shang Kingdom was also ruined."
Speaking of this, Wei Jin suddenly became anxious. He grabbed Ye Feng's arm and said hastily: "Ye Feng, go to the imperial capital of Yin and Shang quickly. Go there quickly. Now the heads of the four major sects and Shang Li are guarding the imperial capital.
The Demonic Sword Sect engages in a decisive battle."
"The four major sect leaders and Shang Li are defending the imperial capital and fighting to the death with the Demonic Sword Sect?" Ye Feng reflected on Wei Jin's words in his heart, and his whole body suddenly froze.
Wasn't the Demon Spirit Sword Sect destroyed? How could it destroy the four major sword sects and besiege everyone in the Imperial City?
Suddenly, Ye Feng thought of what Lian Qiao said about meeting the Demon Spirit Sword Sect disciples at Lotus Mountain.
No need to explain too much, he understood everything. The Demonic Sword Sect must have found the Lotus Mountain lineage as a backer to counterattack the four major sects of the Yin and Shang Kingdom.
The Li Shui Sword Tomb was destroyed, and nothing of value was left here.
After confirming that there was no material worth recovering in the Sword Tomb, Ye Feng helped Wei Jin walk out of the cave.
Outside the cave, the bright sight pierced Wei Jin's eyes.
Seeing the light, Wei Jin shrank and hid behind Ye Feng, not daring to raise his head to look at anyone.
Wei Jin behaved like this and fell into Ye Feng's arms, which made him feel pain in his heart.
Thinking of Wei Jin's arrogant and domineering appearance in the past, and then looking at the frightened man in front of him, Ye Feng's chest felt clogged, a sense of pain accumulated in his chest, and tears almost flowed from his eyes.
"Why, why exactly? Why did the good Yin Shang Kingdom suddenly fall into a state of eternal destruction?" Ye Feng roared loudly in his heart, and his black eyes were filled with countless bloodshot eyes.
Yin Shangguo was not only his hometown, but also his countless relatives.
Thinking of the destruction of the four major sword sects and the fate of his parents, sister, and brother-in-law, Ye Feng slowly clenched his fists, and endless hatred rose up in his body.
"Let's go to the Imperial Capital." Ye Feng said firmly.
As soon as his words fell, He Huan, Jiang Ziwei and others all felt endless fighting spirit.
At this moment, the flames in everyone's chests were burning brightly, and their overwhelming fighting spirit made them feel excited and unable to control themselves.
Ye Feng walked close to the vitality car. Just as he was about to step onto the vitality car, suddenly, Wei Jin, who was silent, let out bursts of hasty shouts.
"Etc., etc!"
While shouting, Wei Jin rushed to Ye Feng.
He tremblingly put his hand deep into his arms and took out a sealed letter.
"Xin, this letter was given to you by Sect Master Hai before he left. He asked me to tell you that you must not go to the Imperial Capital until you have read this letter." Wei Jin said anxiously.
Looking at the letter sealed with fire paint that Wei Jin handed over, Ye Feng was suddenly startled.
No wonder Wei Jin would rather hide in the dilapidated Lishui Sword Tomb than leave, just to wait for him to come back and give him this letter.
Forced to suppress his inner anxiety, Ye Feng tore open the letter.
Inside the sealed envelope, a piece of white letter paper slipped and fell into Ye Feng's palm.
Opening the letter, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with tears as soon as he saw the first line of writing.
"My disciple Ye Feng, when you receive this letter, I have already rushed to the Imperial City with a thousand surviving disciples of the Li Shui Sword Sect to do my last bit to resist the siege of the Demon Spirit Sword Sect."
"I want to tell you, this tragedy is by no means simple. The disappeared Demon Spirit Sword Sect suddenly led a dozen ninth-level peak sword kings and an army of tens of thousands of masters to attack. They will never let the four men go easily.
The Great Sect and the Royal Family of the Yin and Shang Kingdoms."
"What I ask you to do is, after reading this letter, put away the idea of revenge and don't rush to the Imperial City to die. If you want to avenge your sect and your country, you must have a strong Sword Emperor
If you cannot become a powerful Sword Emperor, never mention the word revenge for eternity."
"My disciple, you are the last hope of the Li Shui Sword Sect's immortality. Your life does not belong to you, but to the entire sect. If you don't want the entire Li Shui Sword Sect to be destroyed, please remember this as your master.
Words. My master now announces that when you read this letter, you will become the new head of Li Shui Sword Sect. From now on, the hope of revitalizing Li Shui Sword Sect will rest entirely on your shoulders."
At the end of the letter, the handwriting became extremely sloppy, which made people feel that Hai Wuya was in a hurry when he wrote this letter.
Seeing the words at the end of the letter, where Hai Wuya passed on the title of sect leader to him, Ye Feng could no longer hold back the tears that had accumulated in his eyes.
Hai Wuya had never said anything about accepting him as his disciple all this time, but at the last moment when the Li Shui Sword Sect was destroyed, Hai Wuya spoke out the truest thoughts in his heart.
In the face of danger, Hai Wuya appointed Ye Feng as the new leader of the Lishui Sword Sect. His high hopes for Ye Feng are self-evident.
Especially his words asking Ye Feng to preserve his strength and revitalize the Lishui Sword Sect made Ye Feng's heart feel like a knife, and tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.
Ye Feng has lived for twenty years and has never shed a tear. But at this moment, feeling Hai Wuya's kindness and deep concern, he could no longer suppress the anguish in his heart and shed tears.
"Sect Master Hai, don't worry. As long as I am here, I will never let the Li Shui Sword Sect and the Yin Shang Kingdom be destroyed." Ye Feng looked in the direction of the imperial capital of the Yin Shang Kingdom and said in a deep voice.
"Aren't we going to the Imperial City now?" Jiang Ziwei asked in a low voice beside Ye Feng.
Hearing Jiang Ziwei's question, Ye Feng shook his head and said, "No, let's go to the Imperial City. I can't just watch my relatives die and my country be destroyed."
"But..." Jiang Ziwei wanted to say something else, but swallowed the words that came to her lips.
He knew that there was absolutely no possibility of changing what Ye Feng had decided, and from the bottom of his heart, he did not want to be a coward who endured humiliation and survived.
Ye Feng left Lang Wen, Lu Fei, and Su Yafeng in the Lishui Sword Sect and handed them over to Wei Jin's care, and then took He Huan and Jiang Ziwei to the Yuan Qi Car.
After getting on the bus this time, Ye Feng did not enter the cab. Instead, he let He Huan and Jiang Ziwei control the Yuanqi car while he sat in the rest area behind the cab.
Didn't Hai Wuya say that the enemy is very powerful, and he can't show up until he has the strength of the Sword King? If that's the case, then he must work hard to improve his own strength in the shortest possible time, and strive to become a ninth-level swordsman.
King, even the powerful Sword King.
Sitting on the ground in the back room of the Yuanqi Car, Ye Feng did not practice, but took out the pendant from his chest.
Gently stroking the pendant with his palm, he murmured in a low voice: "Teacher, is there any way to greatly improve my cultivation level in a short period of time?"
A faint halo appeared on the surface of the purple pendant.
After the light filled the room, Xiao Bai's mist-transformed body emerged.
Compared with before, Xiao Bai's mist body became more solid, suspended in mid-air, as if it were real.
"What? Do you want revenge?" Xiao Bai asked seriously, looking as playful as before.
Ye Feng solemnly nodded and said: "Yes, teacher. I want revenge. Please tell me if there is any way that can elevate me to the realm of the Sword Emperor in a short period of time."
Xiao Bai pondered for a long time and sighed slowly.
Swallowing Heaven Jue is already a particularly heaven-defying skill, and its cultivation speed is so fast that no one can match it. Although Xiao Bai also knows a way to improve his strength faster than Swallowing Heaven Jue, but when he thinks of that kind of practice, he
The physical stimulation and side effects made him hesitate.
"Teacher, you know there is a faster way to practice, right?" Facing the hesitant Xiao Bai, Ye Feng suddenly asked.
After asking this question, Ye Feng suddenly bent over and knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Teacher, please do it."
Ye Feng's body exuded an aura of determination.
Feeling Ye Feng's determination, Xiao Bai sighed.
He knew Ye Feng too well. If Ye Feng really decided to do this, no one would be able to stop him.
"Okay, I will tell you this set of exercises. But before you practice, I want to remind you that the practice of this set of heaven-defying exercises is particularly painful. People with a slightly less firm mind may be stimulated by the pain.
Brain dead. Moreover, after practicing this set of exercises, your strength will always stay at the current level, and there will no longer be any potential for improvement."
Xiao Bai paused and said, "Even so, are you still willing to practice this set of exercises?"
Facing Xiao Bai's words, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment.
He never imagined that this set of exercises was so overbearing that it could stifle a person's potential.
Will becoming a strong Sword King completely ruin the future of cultivation? Thinking of the cost of practicing this set of techniques, even Ye Feng couldn't make a decision for a while.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Feng raised his head.
For a moment, he raised his head and exuded an aura of determination.
"No matter what. If I can't save my country from danger, no matter how great my improvement potential is, what's the value?" After saying this in a low voice, Ye Feng raised his head and said loudly: "Teacher, tell me that set of skills."
I am willing to give up everything to practice the Dharma!"
These four thousand words are to repay yesterday's debt. There are still three chapters today, which will be published at about nine to midnight.