Ye Feng had some insights in his heart. If he continued to practice like this, he would become an introductory disciple of a cultivator, and he could not be said to be powerful.

Then, Ye Feng decided to take the next step and quickly unblocked the three blocked aura in his body. For a moment, the powerful true energy in Ye Feng's body surged out and overflowed from around his body. There was only a faint breeze outside his body, but it was like a surging wind inside his body.

Originally, the three powerful true qi in the body had already blended together, but I found that there was a strange trace of spiritual energy in Ye Feng's body, and it began to surging. However, these true qi were constantly seeking common ground while reserving differences, and did not destroy any meridians in Ye Feng's body.

Hong'er was playing with Tai Chi sword herself, and she didn't understand it, so she came to Ye Feng and wanted to wake Ye Feng up and ask for advice, but unexpectedly, when Hong'er just put her hand on Ye Feng, a powerful force bounced her out.

And at this moment, a shout came from the air, "Hong'er, haven't this person been dealt with yet?"

As soon as the voice fell, Hong'er showed a look of fear on her face. She ran behind Ye Feng, but she didn't dare to touch her body. The man was wearing a dragon robe, with his eyebrows all majestic before, holding a golden sword in his hand, looking at Ye Feng and Hong'er, and said, "I understand, you have surrendered to this young man holding the Minghong Sword, right?"

Hong'er said: "I have been in Bermuda for a long time. I want to go out, but I don't want to be here anymore."

The man said, "How can you violate my will?"

At this moment, Ye Feng, whose eyes were closed, spoke, "I don't know which emperor you are from the mainland of China, Yao, Shun and Yu? Haha, when you listen to your tone, you look like the foolish king, King You of Zhou and King Zhou of Shang."

"I am Huangdi, and Xuanyuan Sword is the proof."

Ye Feng's body was shocked when he heard this, opened his eyes, and a trace of cold light appeared in his eyes. He looked at the man and said, "I originally wanted to conquer you, but you actually dared to pretend to be Huangdi. You are so shameless. You dare to pretend to be Huangdi in front of me, a dignified descendant of Yan and Huang. If you don't kill you, it will be difficult to relieve my hatred."

"Oh, how many moves can you take under the Xuanyuan Sword?" the man said.

Ye Feng sneered: "Xuanyuan Sword, it is my Shenzhou Divine Sword. How could it help you an evil person like you?"

Sure enough, after Ye Feng finished speaking, the golden sword in the hand of the man in the dragon robe began to shake.

At the same time, the Minghong Sword, which had already merged with Ye Feng, flew out of Ye Feng's body without being controlled and inserted steadily beside Ye Feng.

The man felt the uneasy of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and he said uneasy: "I am Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan."

After saying that, he drew out his long sword, a golden light flashed by, and the door to space opened wide, and thousands of golden-armored warriors immediately appeared behind this man.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes at the man and smiled, "Just have such a little courage. I am the only one in front of you. I have also called out so many subordinates. With this little courage, you are not worthy of the Xuanyuan Sword."

After saying that, Ye Feng roared angrily, and a violent aura in his body surged out, and a broken sound was heard. The man in a dragon robe who claimed to be Xuanyuan Huangdi had turned ugly, and the soldiers behind him looked at each other, because the broken sound was broken by their space gate, which means that they could never return to the space they had before.

Ye Feng sat in the same place, without moving, just whispered: "Xuanyuan Sword, come back with me. Xuanyuan Huangdi has passed away for thousands of years and is still respected for generations. You are also the number one sword in China, the holy Taoist Xuanyuan, don't help the evildoer."

At this time, the Xuanyuan Sword whistled again, and the Minghong Sword beside Ye Feng also made a consistent sound, because the Xuanyuan Sword and Minghong Sword are both from the same furnace. If the Xuanyuan Sword is the elder brother, the Minghong Sword is the younger brother, and they are brothers of the same material.

At this time, the man became nervous again and said, "Xuanyuan, you and I have been together for so many years. Don't believe his lies. I am Huangdi Xuanyuan."

Ye Feng immediately smiled at the sky and said, "Xuanyuan Sword is the magic weapon of Huangdi. If it were the real Emperor Xuanyuan, how could he beg such a plea? Xuanyuan Sword, look at it. It is clearly a barbarian land in the West. I will take you home and return to our outstanding and powerful Chinese continent."

This man was going crazy. Finally, he held the sword and chopped towards Ye Feng's head. However, Ye Feng did not dodge or block it, just watched the Xuanyuan sword stab at his chest.

In an instant, the infinite sword energy of the Xuanyuan Sword shattered Ye Feng's upper body's clothes into powder, but when the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword touched Ye Feng's chest, it could no longer make any progress. It was not that Minghong Sword blocked it, but that Xuanyuan Sword became even more intensely. He was willing to let this person who called himself Huangdi no longer able to control the Xuanyuan Sword.

After Ye Feng saw it, he reached out and pinched the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword, then held it in his hand, constantly stroking the sword body, with a pious look on his face. The sword body was engraved with sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants and trees. The hilt of the sword wrote the technique of farming and animal raising, and the strategy of unifying the world. Ye Feng sighed: "It's really the holy Xuanyuan."

Ye Feng said, stretched out his hand and threw it. The Xuanyuan Sword flew up and landed on the ground. The Xuanyuan Sword originally used the earth as the scabbard, and this self-righteous person actually made a scabbard for the Xuanyuan Sword.

Then Ye Feng stood up and was about to kneel down to Xuanyuan Sword, but at this time, Minghong Sword made a sound of a slash, and Ye Feng's legs seemed to have turned into steel and could not kneel down.

Ye Feng knew that Minghong Dao and Xuanyuan Sword were named, and Minghong Dao did not want to lower his head to Xuanyuan Sword, but Ye Feng said: "Minghong Dao, Xuanyuan Sword and you started in the same era, but Xuanyuan Huangdi and Shennong Yandi are both my ancestors, so I should have performed the ceremony of kneeling down."

The Minghong Sword then flew up and inserted it on the side of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Ye Feng was really helpless and thought to himself: "The magic weapon also cared about these details so much." But he didn't know that Minghong Dao did not mean this at all. In ancient times, the division between the king, the minister, the father, the father, the son, and the son was very clear. In the ancient times, kneeling to a person means surrender forever.

Now, if Ye Feng kneels down at Xuanyuan Sword, Xuanyuan Sword will always look down at Ye Feng, and Ye Feng will never be able to control it.

Fortunately, there was Minghong's sword, but fortunately, Ye Feng did not kneel down. This added more possibilities to his strength.
Chapter completed!