Dugu Yijian suddenly became angry. Yang Jianfeng could look down on him, but he must not look down on Ye Tian.
Who is Ye Tian?
It is Dugu Yijian’s hope!
Proving his kendo is the only hope for authentic kendo.
Not to be trampled upon by anyone.
"Hey, Yang Jianfeng, I want to be humble with you, you really think of yourself as a person!"
"I won't hide it from you. I brought Ye Tian to Jianzhou this time for only one purpose. To challenge the sword alliance and let everyone in the world see whose way can represent the authentic way of swordsmanship."
"Are you afraid that my successor will stab the Sword Alliance to pieces, so you don't teach him the Sun Sword Technique?"
Ye Tian and Li Mo were stunned. What kind of genius logic is this?
Yang Jianfeng was not angry, and said indifferently: "What does it have to do with me that your descendant stabbed the Sword Alliance to pieces? It's not like you don't know my Sun Sword Technique. No one in this world can practice it."
"Hey, what a coincidence. There is such a person in this world who can practice cultivation. This person is far away and right in front of you. He is Ye Tian, the successor of Lao Tzu."
"Do you think I came here to beg you to teach you the Sun Sword Technique? On the contrary, I brought Ye Tian here because I felt sorry for you and because I wanted to bury you in the long river of history because of your famous skills."
"Since you don't know what's good and what's good, forget it! Ye Tian, let's go!"
Dugu waved his sleeves with his sword and left with Ye Tian.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly sighed.
"It's a pity that the name of Sword Madness has been reduced to history, and the Sun Sword Art will also become extinct from now on. From now on, the world will only know the Unparalleled Sword Master and the Unparalleled Sword Art. But they don't know about Sword Kuang and the Sun Sword Art."
Dugu Yijian's words stung Yang Jianfeng's nerves severely. He had already seen through fame and wealth, and at this moment he was so excited that he slowly clenched his fists and couldn't help but tremble a little.
"Dugu Yijian, you are seeking death!" Yang Jianfeng scolded in a deep voice.
"Hey, are you angry now? It seems that you have lived in seclusion here for so many years, and your seclusion has been in vain!"
"You should draw out your sword and let me see if your sword is still sharp!"
Dugu Yijian was frantically testing on the verge of death.
Yang Jianfeng let go of his hands, regained his composure, picked up the fishing rod again, and ignored the clamoring Dugu Yijian.
"Oh, it's quite bearable!"
Dugu Yijian suddenly ordered Ye Tian, saying: "Go and kill him."
"Huh?" Ye Tian glared at Dugu Yijian. Is this old guy crazy?
Yang Jianfeng was a strong man at the ninth level of the Imperial Realm, and he once tied with the Peerless Sword Master.
Let Ye Tian kill him, it would be better to let Ye Tian kill himself by wiping his neck with the Qianlong Sword.
"Don't worry, he swore an oath to never draw a sword. Besides, I'm watching over you, so don't worry." Dugu Yijian encouraged Ye Tian.
"Senior, are you serious?" Ye Tian was speechless.
"What do you think?" Dugu Yijian glared at Ye Tian.
"Cut the nonsense and go!"
Dugu picked up Ye Tian's clothes with a sword and threw him towards Yang Jianfeng.
Ye Tian probably guessed the intention of Dugu Yijian, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet.
"Senior Yang, I'm offended!"
After Ye Tian cupped his hand, he blinded Dugu Yijian and Yang Jianfeng's eyes.
I saw the evil energy surging outward from the soles of his feet. He stood directly in the air without a sword.
"Evil spirit!"
"Fly with help?"
Yang Jianfeng turned his head and looked at Ye Tian.
He finally showed some regard for this junior.
"How many bizarre tricks does this kid have that I don't know about?" Dugu Yijian turned to ask Li Mo.
"I think all the means have been revealed in front of you, Master, right?" Li Mo said uncertainly.
Dugu Yijian has officially accepted him as a closed disciple, so Li Mo calls Dugu Yijian his master.
"Qianlong, go!"
Ye Tian pointed his sword at the same time and held out the Qianlong Sword. The Qianlong Sword flew around Ye Tian and then turned into an arrow and shot towards Yang Jianfeng.
Yang Jianfeng held the bamboo pole motionless, but when the Qianlong Sword reached a foot away from him, it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Not only could it not hurt Yang Jianfeng, it was even difficult to withdraw it.
Ye Tianfei flew over, grabbed the hilt of the Qianlong Sword, and pulled out the Qianlong Sword with force.
Then Ye Tian turned around, raised the Qianlong Sword with both hands, and slashed down hard.
boom!
A fierce sword energy burst out from the Qianlong Sword.
This sword energy is completely condensed from evil spirits.
Its destructive power far exceeded the condensed sword energy of Yuan Li, and even Yang Jianfeng's eyes were full of shock.
The sword energy slashed down, cutting through Yang Jianfeng's invisible defense, and quickly approached his head, but when it was one foot away from Yang Jianfeng's head, it could no longer be slashed.
Then it crackled into pieces.
"interesting!"
Yang Jianfeng raised the fishing rod lightly, the lake surface rippled, and a water sword rushed out, heading straight towards Ye Tian.
It's not fast, but it carries unparalleled pressure.
It seemed that what Ye Tian was facing was not a water sword, but a wild giant beast.
Ye Tian retreated while using the evil spirit to strike out with a sword.
After his sword energy collided with the water sword, it exploded into pieces, and the water sword hit the dry dragon sword like a broken bamboo.
The Qianlong Sword shook violently, Ye Tian's hands were torn from the tiger's mouth, and the Qianlong Sword flew out directly.
Shui Jian is still moving forward unwaveringly.
Ye Tian hurriedly displayed his evil spirit.
One floor, two floors, three floors...nine floors.
The moment the nine-layer evil gang appeared, the water sword also hit the evil gang.
Boom boom boom...
The layers of evil were easily broken through by the water sword. The water sword turned into a puddle of water and fell to the ground in front of Ye Tian's eyebrows.
It was not Ye Tian who blocked the water sword, but Yang Jianfeng withdrew the attack at the last moment.
"This seedling is good. Thank you for sending me a disciple. Dugu Yijian, you can get out!"
Yang Jianfeng stood up and announced domineeringly.
"What did you say?" Dugu Yijian was so angry that his liver ached.
"He practices my way, so why should he be your disciple? If he comes to practice your swordsmanship, he thinks highly of you, and I pity you, okay?"
"He is ten times better than you. Following you would be an insult to his talent." Yang Jianfeng teased unceremoniously.
Dugu Yijian was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, cursing Yang Jianfeng for being shameless.
Yang Jianfeng ignored him, as if he was not convinced that you were capable of killing me with one sword.
Looking at Ye Tian, he said calmly: "Ye Tian, come and become a disciple!"
Ye Tian cupped his fists and said, "Senior, I just want to learn the Sun Sword Technique, not to become a disciple."
Dugu Yijian said loudly: "What does it mean to learn the Sun Sword Art? You are here to help him continue the inheritance. He should kneel down and kowtow to you to be grateful!"
Ye Tian and Dugu Yijian both put on a posture that it was impossible for them to become their masters, and they couldn't teach you the Sun Sword Technique.
Yang Jianfeng didn't hesitate at all, and said calmly: "You are here to challenge the Sword Alliance. It is really not suitable to be my disciple. Although I have severed ties with the Sword Alliance, I will never act ungratefully or bully you." The matter of the master destroying the ancestor."
"However, I can pass on the Sun Sword Technique to you. When others ask in the future, just say that you picked it up accidentally."
