Flying Sword of the Heavens
Faced with Ye Feng's interrogation.
Zhuang Bixian dared not hide anything.
He quickly ordered someone to bring paper and pen, and wrote down a long list.
The above are all powerful forces that are famous in their respective regions today, and they all participated in the massacre of the Ye family back then.
As for the original wealthy families of Haidong and the four major families of Jiangnan, none of them were qualified to be on the list.
Among them are many formidable figures who rank in the top ten of the world's top 500 assassins list.
The person in the lead was none other than the mysterious leader.
Secondly, they were all people who participated in the massacre of their families back then.
A member of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect also participated; his name was Cheng Kun, and he was the peak master of Cheng Kun Peak.
Sudden.
A series of hurried footsteps came from outside the villa gate.
Soon a group of people walked briskly in from outside.
They moved with lightning speed and agility, clearly well-trained experts.
There were about a dozen people who came, all dressed in long robes and carrying ancient swords.
Most of them were young people, each with a powerful aura and a sharp killing intent. The lowest level of cultivation among them was the Martial Soul Realm.
The leader was a middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding an imposing aura. He was already at the peak of the third rank of Martial King, and his body emanated a terrifying sword aura. His cultivation was even more profound than Zhuang Bixian's.
"How dare you! Who do you think you are, brat? Release Master Bixian at once!"
Upon seeing this group of people, Zhuang Bixian felt as if she had seen a savior and immediately shouted for help.
"Elder Guo, save me, please save me quickly..."
"This brat is Ye Feng. He's here for revenge and wants to steal Peak Master Cheng Kun's Heaven-Slaying Sword. Kill him quickly..."
Zhuang Bixian didn't mind fabricating a story, since Ye Feng was already planning to kill him anyway.
We might as well go all out and try to find a way out.
Elder Guo's expression changed slightly, and he ordered his men to surround Ye Feng.
These are all masters from Cheng Kun Peak of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.
Their leader was Cheng Kun.
Not long ago, Zhuang Bixian forged forty-nine Heaven-Slaying Flying Swords for me, and today is the agreed-upon day to retrieve them.
Zhuang Bixian was a rare master swordsmith in his time.
The Shushan Sword Sect specializes in swordsmanship, so experts often commission Zhuang Bixian to forge precious swords.
I never expected to encounter something like this so soon after arriving. They even tried to steal it from me. It's simply outrageous.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, the middle-aged man first ordered his men to send a signal up the mountain.
He turned around, his cold eyes fixed on Ye Feng.
"You're Ye Feng?"
"Very well, they've walked right into our trap."
"Release Master Bixian first, and I can give you a quick death; otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead."
The other party had an arrogant look on his face, as if Ye Feng was just an ant in his eyes, someone he could crush with a wave of his hand.
Ye Feng said coldly.
"You think you can just tell me to release them and I'll release them? Who do you think you are?"
Beside him, a disciple from Mount Shu suddenly darted out, pointing angrily at Ye Feng.
"You brat, how dare you be so disrespectful to Uncle-Master Kunyu! You're asking for trouble..."
After saying that, he thrust his sword towards the back of Ye Feng's head, intending to kill him.
puff!
Without turning his head, Ye Feng slapped the man across the face, tearing him to pieces and turning him into a cloud of blood mist, as if he had swatted a fly.
Beside him, several disciples of Mount Shu were terrified, their faces ashen, and they retreated, looking at Ye Feng with fear and unease.
He can kill someone without a second thought; Ye Feng is indeed as terrifying as the legends say.
Ye Feng stared intently at the middle-aged man and asked.
"Your name is Kunyu? You also participated in the massacre of the Ye family ten years ago!"
The names of everyone on the list were deeply etched in Ye Feng's mind, including one named Guo Kunyu from Shushan, which must be this guy.
Moreover, the subtle changes in his facial expression just now did not escape Ye Feng's notice.
Kunyu glanced at Zhuang Bixian, who lowered his head in shame, not daring to meet his gaze, and stammered.
"Elder Guo... I... I was forced into this situation. If I hadn't spoken, he... he would have killed me."
Guo Kunyu put his hands behind his back, snorted coldly, and said with a disdainful expression.
"It doesn't matter, this kid is going to die sooner or later anyway."
"Back then, we were able to wipe out the Ye family, and today we can just as easily kill this brat."
"A tiny ant dares to dream of revenge? That's just wishful thinking."
The contemptuous words and disdainful gaze clearly indicated that they considered Ye Feng a dead man.
Zhuang Bixian kept begging for mercy.
"Ye Feng, I've told you everything I know. Please, spare my life..."
Click!
Ye Feng snapped Zhuang Bixian's neck and tossed her aside like a dead dog.
Beside them, the people from the Sword Casting Manor were filled with grief and anger, but none of them dared to approach; they all hid behind Guo Kunyu and the others.
"Senior Guo, I beg you to kill this man and avenge my master."
"Please, Senior Guo, help me!"
Then, someone from the Sword Forging Manor quickly brought over a sword box and handed it to Guo Kunyu.
"Senior Guo, these are forty-nine Heaven-Slaying Flying Swords that our manor lord forged for your peak master. We don't want any reward, we only ask that you kill this brat."
Ye Feng's gaze fell on the ancient-looking sword box, and he could feel a terrifying sword aura seeping out.
Preliminary assessment suggests that its power far surpasses that of the Azure Sky Divine Sword from before, and even the Void Dragon Sword that Zhuang Bixian used earlier is inferior to this flying sword.
His Crimson Flame Qilin Arm, which enjoys devouring swords, naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass.
Guo Kunyu took the sword box and opened it.
Clang!
The chilling sword light surged forth like a tidal wave, making his face appear even more angular, and his killing intent suddenly appeared.
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