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"Yue Fei'er, what are you doing?"

After refining the Ancestral Dragon's Eye, Ye Zichen came out of seclusion, dispersed the mirror image, and arrived outside the ancient pavilion. He saw Yue Fei, who was wearing a short gauze skirt, resting comfortably in a clear lagoon on the Yanjian Peak.

"AHH!"

"Is there anything fun about this Hundred Sword Peak?"

Ye Zichen controlled the strong immortal spiritual energy to form a cloud under his feet, then slowly flew out of the Yanaro Sword Summit with the coquettish Yue Fei in tow as he asked in a low voice.

"Yes. The Hundred Sword Peak has ten great immortals and three great wonders. I will bring Master Ye to have a look!"

Yue Fei pressed her body softly against Ye Chenfeng, causing the commander, Ye Chenfeng, to fly towards the depths of the Hundred Sword Peak. He arrived at the foot of the White Dragon Waterfall, one of the three wonders.

"Un, what a powerful Ancestral Power!"

On the way to the White Dragon Waterfall, Ye Zichen controlled the Godeater's brain to quickly deduce, and through the restrictions on the Hundred Sword Peak, he could vaguely sense a strong power of the Ancestral Veins. He had a feeling that if his primordial Dao embryo devoured the power of the Mountain Break Sword's Ancestral Veins, it might be able to break through to the 4-star Daofather level.

"Master Ye, the waterfall of the White Dragon is right in front of us!"

Yue Fei'er pointed at a waterfall that was like a silver dragon as it flowed from the center of a high cliff in the distance.

"This White Dragon Waterfall is indeed spectacular!" Ye Zichen looked at the White Dragon Waterfall in the distance and nodded. Then, he slowly controlled the cloud to descend down the White Dragon Waterfall, and discovered that there were quite a few disciples of the Broken Mountain Sword Sect training with the sword.

"Oh, isn't this Yue Er? Why did you hook up with a pretty boy? "

Ye Zichen pretended to look up at the silver dragon-like waterfall, while he controlled the mind devouring brain to lock onto the exact location of the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect's ancestor's bloodline, a discordant voice sounded out, and entered Ye Chenfeng's ears.

Following the source of the voice, two women, who were dressed in black martial arts suits and had a graceful figure, and whose looks could not compare to Yue Fei'er's, were walking over in a provocative manner.

"Xue Fei, Lan Yu, don't speak nonsense. This is the chief guest of my Mountain Breaking Sword Sect. If you dare to offend Reverend Ye, the Sovereign will not forgive you!" Yue Fei's expression turned dark as she revealed Ye Chenfeng's identity and warned him coldly.

"Chief Guest Warrior? Is he even worthy of it? "

At that moment, a man in a dark blue martial arts suit, who was as tall as a sword and carried a sharp sword qi in his hand, broke through the hundred meter wide silver dragon waterfall and walked through the air as he looked at Ye Zichen disdainfully.

"Master … Master Liu!"

"Master Ye, Master Liu was originally the number one guest at the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect. Now that his position has been replaced by yours, it is hard to avoid some dissatisfaction with you!" Yue Fei'er looked at Master Liu with some apprehension as she transmitted her voice to him.

"Deus Liu is the strongest Deus in my Broken Mountain Sword Sect, and is not something that can be replaced by a little cat or dog. If you are wise, give up the Chief Deus, or else you will suffer!"

Snowfly, Lan Yu and Xiao Yumei stuck close to Master Liu's side as if they were surprised by something, and looked at Ye Zichen provocatively.

"Are you guys talking to me?"

Ye Chenfeng retracted his soul force, looked at the three of them, and said coldly.

"You, are you deaf? We aren't speaking to you, but to a ghost!" With a supple figure, the two plump, quivering Xue Fei said in annoyance.

"I'm in a good mood today. I don't want to kill anyone, you guys can leave!"

Although Master Liu was quite strong, with Ye Zichen's current strength and vision, a 6-star Dao God was no longer enough to attract his attention. He was not angry at the provocation of three minor characters.

"What big words you have there! Do you really think that you are a half-step Ancestor expert that can suppress me?" Master Liu said with a gloomy face and an unhappy tone.

"Let's go to the next attraction!"

Ye Chenfeng's disregard, in the eyes of Master Liu and the others, turned into fear and withdrawal. Master Liu revealed a malicious smile, then suddenly stood in front of Ye Chenfeng and said, "Wanting to leave is not that simple."

"Then what do you want?"

Ye Chenfeng did not expect Master Liu to be so reckless, provoking him again and again, and revealed a dangerous smile.

"Compete with me. You can only leave if you win, and if I lose, I'll immediately leave the Broken Mountain Sword Sect. I won't find trouble with you again!" Chief Liu continued to provoke Ye Chen as he looked at his deep gaze.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble. If you lose, go die!"

There was still a bit of anger left in him. Facing Master Liu's repeated provocations, a trace of killing intent appeared in Ye Zichen's heart. He decided to make an example out of others and intimidate a bunch of useless flies.

"You're courting death!"

Master Liu's face darkened. Streams of sword energy gushed out of his body, messing with the space above his head and causing changes to the air around him.

As for Yue Fei'er and the other two, they were frightened to the point that their faces paled when they felt the sword intent released by Master Liu. They quickly retreated, not daring to approach him.

"Cloud Sky Sword Art!"

Master Liu instantly pushed the power of his Sword Truth to its limits, then summoned an Inferior Grade Heavenly Sacred Artifact, and used his most powerful sword move. He turned into a sharp sea of swords and swept towards Ye Chenfeng with an ear-piercing sound.

"With your level of strength, you still dare to challenge me!"

Although Master Liu's Cloud Sky Sword Art was powerful and impressive, it was not even worth mentioning in Ye Zichen's eyes.

Ye Chenfeng took a light step forward, and instantly, he controlled the forces of heaven and earth. He pointed out his finger gently, and the terrifying sword aura expanded infinitely, shattering the layers of space in front of him and destroying the Cloud Sky Sword Art displayed by Master Liu.

"What!"

The moment he saw Ye Zichen break Yun Xiao's sword technique with a finger, Master Liu's expression changed drastically. He continuously spat out several mouthfuls of vital blood into the low-grade Heavenly Sacred Sword, causing the extremely powerful patterns to appear.

"Crack!"

When Master Liu's sword struck the finger blade coming from the torn space, he felt as if he had been struck by a meteor. His body trembled violently and he almost lost control of the sword in his hand.

In the next moment, the low-grade Heavenly Sacred Sword in his hand was unable to withstand the power of Ye Chenfeng's finger attack, and it let out a clear cracking sound as it broke into several pieces.

"Pfft!"

Unable to dodge in time, Guardian Liu spat out a mouthful of blood towards the sky, which was sent flying by Ye Zichen's finger. A deep sword hole appeared on his chest, and a large amount of blood sprayed out uncontrollably, staining the ground red.

"Goo!"

When they saw Ye Zichen destroy the Cloudy Heavens Sword with a finger and shatter the low-grade Heavenly Sacred Sword, causing the six star Dao God stage Reverend Liu to fly, Xue Fei and Lan Yu were so shocked that their throats rolled, nearly falling to the ground.

At this moment, Yue Fei'er's eyes lit up, and her mind was filled with excitement.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng walk over with his hands behind his back, the severely injured Reverend Ye became timid, so he had no choice but to lower his noble head and admit defeat in front of everyone.

"Since you've admitted defeat, then go to hell!"

Ye Chenfeng showed no mercy towards his enemies. He gently raised his right hand, then pointed a second time under Master Liu's terrified gaze.

"You don't …"

Before Master Liu could finish his words, an incomparably sharp light prick pierced through his head, shattering his soul and killing him on the spot.

"Let's go!"

With a point of his finger, he killed Master Liu. Ye Zichen glanced at the two, who were trembling in fear, then took away his things, then gathered up a ball of spiritual mist and left the Silver Dragon Waterfall, which was filled with the thick smell of blood.