As soon as the Black Demon Sword Lord finished speaking, he strode over, carrying his broadsword, his aura growing stronger and stronger.

Lu Chenguan, Lu Qingshuang, and the other martial artists in the dilapidated temple all held their breath in suspense.

But at that moment, Ye Feng suddenly stood up.

Seeing the Black Demon Sword Lord approaching step by step, Ye Feng summoned Zhou Xing Sword and said with a smile, "If you can force me to return my sword to defend, then I will consider myself defeated and I will spare your life."

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, the Black Demon Sword Lord immediately stopped and looked at Ye Feng with a puzzled expression.

Lu Chenguan, Lu Qingshuang, and the others were all so shocked that their mouths were agape.

The person in front of him is none other than the renowned Black Demon Sword Lord! How dare Ye Feng speak to him like that? Where does he get the audacity?

Luo Mengxuan said with a smile, "With my junior brother here, you don't need to worry about anything. Just sit down and watch the battle."

This made Lu Chenguan and the others even more puzzled.

Luo Mengxuan didn't explain further, and Ye Feng, holding the Zhou Xing Sword, strode towards the Black Demon Sword Lord.

"Boy, you're too arrogant," the Black Demon Sword Lord said in a deep voice.

“You’re wrong. I’m not an arrogant person,” Ye Feng said earnestly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng suddenly drew his sword.

Night Wind's sword strike was erratic and lacked any semblance of mastery.

But this one sword strike forced the Black Demon Sword Lord to retreat repeatedly, and the incomparably powerful aura that the Black Demon Sword Lord had just created was also shattered by Night Wind's sword strike.

Hei Mo Jianjun quickly withdrew and retreated, creating distance between himself and Ye Feng, thus avoiding Ye Feng's sword strike.

The people in the dilapidated temple were utterly shocked by what they saw.

Night Wind's sword strike was clearly full of flaws, so why didn't the Black Demon Sword Lord dare to step forward and draw his sword?

What exactly happened?

Everyone was baffled, while Ye Feng had already unleashed his second and third sword strikes.

The sword energy of Zhou Xing Sword in Ye Feng's hand surged forth. Although it did not cause any damage to anything around it, it did not mean that Ye Feng's swordsmanship was not powerful.

On the contrary, this is because Ye Feng's control over sword energy has reached an exquisite level, which is why he can precisely control his sword energy without leaking the slightest bit.

That is why Ye Feng thrust out several swords in succession without revealing any power, and naturally did not destroy the small dilapidated temple.

Meanwhile, the Black Demon Sword Lord was being forced into a frenzy and utterly disheveled by Ye Feng's swordsmanship.

The Black Demon Sword Lord had never felt so frustrated; he always felt that he couldn't use his full skills.

The Black Demon Sword Lord seemed to have reached his limit. He suddenly roared, raised his broadsword high, and quickly brought it down, trying to overcome skill with brute force.

But it was destined to be a futile effort.

The sword strike, which seemed capable of splitting Ye Feng in two, was easily blocked by Ye Feng. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Feng thrust out a sword, which actually pierced through the shoulder of the Black Demon Sword Lord.

With a loud clang, the Black Demon Sword Lord's broadsword fell to the ground, and faint golden patterns appeared on its body.

These patterns are the very essence of the restriction!

The sword strike from Night Wind not only injured the Black Demon Sword Lord, but also imbued him with a restriction, completely suppressing his strength.

Lu Chenguan and the others couldn't understand Ye Feng's swordsmanship and techniques at all.

Even the Black Demon Sword Lord couldn't understand it!

"You lost," Ye Feng said with a smile.

The Black Demon Sword Lord stared at Ye Feng in disbelief, speechless for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, the Black Demon Sword Lord finally asked, "What sword technique are you using?"

"Swordsmanship? No, I didn't use any swordsmanship just now. I just casually thrust a few times," Ye Feng said with a smile.

The Black Demon Sword Lord was greatly shocked and wanted to say something but could not utter a word.

His face showed a deep sense of dejection, and he looked as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years.

“Now I will ask you questions and you will answer them,” Night Wind said.

“I refuse,” Black Demon Sword Lord shook his head.

"Do you have the right to refuse?" Night Wind retorted.

“I am not the kind of person who betrays his master for personal gain. Since my assassination attempt failed, I may die here. It is impossible for you to get any information from me.”

As soon as the Black Demon Sword Lord finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand and struck his own chest with a palm.

puff!

Bright red blood spurted from Black Demon Jianjun's mouth. Black Demon Sword Lord swayed twice and then collapsed to the ground with a thud, lifeless.

The Black Demon Sword Lord is dead.

His death was so swift and clean, without any hesitation or lingering.

Night Wind quietly watched the Black Demon Sword Lord, and suddenly sighed.

Actually, Ye Feng could have stopped the Black Demon Sword Lord when he shattered the heart meridian with a single palm strike.

Night Wind has the capability!

But Ye Feng ultimately did not do so. Since the Black Demon Sword Lord was determined to die, then let him die.

Although they are enemies, Black Demon Sword Lord has backbone and loyalty, and Night Wind feels that he should be given due respect.

"Dead..."

"The Black Demon Sword Lord actually..."

"Is Mr. Ye's swordsmanship so superb that we can't even understand it?"

The martial artists discussed among themselves, all casting awe-inspiring glances at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sat down next to Luo Mengxuan with a calm expression, as if he had just killed a fly instead of the Black Demon Sword Lord.

"What are you waiting for? Go check his body!" Luo Mengxuan urged with a smile.

Lu Qing Shuang finally realized what was happening, and then hurriedly got up and ran to Black Demon Sword Lord to check on him.

Before long, Lu Qingshuang found an envelope on the corpse of the Black Demon Sword Lord.

"Oops!"

Lu Qingshuang's hands trembled, and her face became even more pale.

Lu Chenguan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, Qing Shuang?"

Lu Qingshuang returned with the letter and said, "The person who wrote to the Black Demon Sword Lord and asked him to assassinate us was actually the Black and White Duo!"

"What! The Black and White Duo!"

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Even figures like the Black and White Duo have been mobilized!"

The martial artists were all shocked, their faces turning deathly pale, and their bodies began to tremble.

Seeing the confused looks on Ye Feng and Luo Mengxuan's faces, Lu Chen quickly explained, "The Black and White Duo are seniors who became famous very early. Both of them have reached the peak of the Divine Travel Realm. Moreover, they are proficient in the art of joint attacks, and when they work together, they can achieve a result greater than the sum of their parts."

"Moreover, the Black and White Duo are not only formidable in direct combat, but also proficient in extremely bizarre illusion techniques. I've heard that a Transcendent Realm expert once fell into one of their combined illusions and was driven insane by the torture!"

A powerful expert at the Transcendent Realm actually fell into an illusion cast by the Black and White Duo and was driven mad by torture.

Is the illusionary magic of the Black and White Duo really that terrifying?

"Are you kidding me?" Luo Mengxuan said, frowning.

"How dare I!" Lu Chenguan said urgently.