Chapter 12: I'll kill you with a single mouthful of true energy sword!

  A stream of silver-white air shot out from the tip of the leaf, forming a silver-colored air sword that flew towards Meng Changjun's flying sword.

  With a crisp "ding" sound, Meng Changjun's flying sword was shot back and flipped over several times before landing on the ground in front of him.

  Meng Changjun stared blankly at the sword on the ground, a top-quality hundred-refined steel sword. Not only had it been blown away by his opponent in one breath, but there was also an obvious notch on the tip of the sword. He himself could also spit out a sword after each cultivation session, and he could do this too, but he never thought of using this to subdue his enemies because every time he needed to mobilize his energy for half a day before spitting out the air sword. But Ye Feng had done it effortlessly, and the silver air sword had actually notched his treasured sword. Silver! That's right, why was it silver? Only those in the Qi Refining stage seven layers could achieve that, but wasn't he only at the Qi Refining stage five layers of cultivation? Had he already reached the Qi Refining stage seven layers now? In just a few days' time? How is this possible! Absolutely impossible!

  After entering the sect, I started learning skills. The first lesson to learn is the long history of the sect, which focuses on the outstanding figures in the history of the sect. The Inverse Heaven Sword Sect has always been lacking in talent from ancient times to the present, but someone who can reach the seventh layer of Qi within a few days after reaching the fifth layer of Qi, there isn't!

  He's hiding something! That's right, it must be that way, what a deep scheme! Meng Changjun absolutely doesn't believe that Ye Feng could have advanced two levels in just a few short days, so there's only one possibility: he was lying when the two of them came here initially!

  This is indeed not something that ordinary people can accept, just like daytime doesn't understand the darkness of night. Only Zixiao True Person knows that Ye Feng's cultivation is heavenly. Zixiao True Person has already become somewhat numb, after all, it's only the seventh layer of Qi Refining, nothing special, that little brat's body is very normal, I've already gotten used to being scared, being calm and composed isn't actually difficult.

  "Unexpectedly, Ye's hiding is quite deep, however..." Meng Changjun's eyes looked at Ye Feng with a sinister gaze.

  Ye Feng rushed over, no time to accompany Meng Changjun's nonsense. Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng took a step forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed his hair again. To prevent him from breaking free, he even wrapped two circles around his hand, then raised his fist and smashed it into his face.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Fists continuously slammed into Meng Changjun's eye sockets. "I told you I'm busy!"

  "Bang bang bang!" Kneecaps hit the abdomen, diaphragm, and intestines. "You damn thing, still delaying my cultivation!"

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Ye Feng dragged Meng Changjun's hair and slammed him against the wall, "You wanted to fight, didn't you?!"

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Threw the person to the ground, kicked! Trampled! Stomped! "Are you satisfied? Ah! Are you not satisfied?" Ye Feng stood up straight, Meng Changjun was already unable to answer his words. It turned out that even a cultivator could be knocked unconscious. A chaotic fist killed Master Fu, let alone a spoiled rich kid from an aristocratic family who only knew how to show off.

  "Ah, refreshing! Time to refine the elixir. It seems that balancing work and rest is also applicable to cultivation." Ye Feng let out a long breath, feeling invigorated after this intense session. He went back to fetch the medicinal materials, walked into the Earth Fire Room with an air of nonchalance, lit the furnace, and began refining the elixir.

  In the Dan House, Zixiao True Person took a long time to come back to his senses, and his chubby face couldn't stop twitching at the corners of his mouth. Grandma's, this little monster should be called Little Crazy from now on, what kind of fighting style is this? It's just short of biting with teeth. In those years when I was in the secular world, watching those martial artists competing fiercely, I've never seen anyone fight like this before. However, it looks like it feels very refreshing, and if there's a chance, I'll try it out too.

  "Elder, junior was just speaking nonsense, please forgive me." The Song surname disciple had been kowtowing on the ground for a while before finally opening his mouth to beg for mercy from Zi Xiao True Person.

  "Hmm," Zi Xiao Zhenren coughed lightly, only then remembering that there was still someone lying on the ground in front of him. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, nothing's wrong here, you can go out first."

  "Thank you, senior," said the Song surname disciple hastily, turning around and leaving the Dan room.

  After the Song surname disciple left, Zixiao True Person's stout body slowly rose up, two legs stretched out and stood on the ground, his face with eyes narrowed to a line, this little brat has character, and is absolutely compatible with Laozi's temperament, he is definitely born to be my Flying Peak's person.

  "Ah! Young Master Meng! What's wrong with you, Young Master?!" The Song surname disciple arrived outside and quickly discovered the thrown-to-the-ground Meng Changjun. Is this still that jade-faced young master who drove Pan An to death? This appearance is more than just pitiful.

  "Oh...... Brother Song, avenge... avenge me!" Meng Changjun woke up and recalled the humiliation he had just suffered. He only said one sentence before "hitting" and fainting again.

  "Don't worry, junior brother, I will definitely inform Elder Zi Xiao and ask him to preside over justice for you." Song Shixiong hastily said.

  "Take care of yourself, it's chaotic outside and that old guy hasn't come out yet. You must think two pellets of medicine are enough to be divided, and you don't plan to take responsibility for me anymore?" Meng Changjun slowly came to, weakly saying: "Elder brother, no need, Uncle once taught me that wherever I fall is where I should get up. This matter isn't worth disturbing Elder Zi Xiao."

  You're just reminding me that your uncle is the sect's executive, aren't you! Song Shixiong gritted his teeth and said with a sorrowful and indignant face: "Shidi, rest assured, I will definitely help you get justice back."

  "Master... brother!" Meng Changjun's face was filled with gratitude.

  Song Shixiong helped Meng Changjun back to the room, took out medicine for internal and external use, and after a while of fussing over him, only then asked: "Meng Shidi, Ye Feng is just a fifth-level cultivator in the Qi Refining stage, how did you... end up so miserable?" Since he had to avenge Meng Changjun anyway, he naturally wanted to investigate Ye Feng's strengths and weaknesses.

  As soon as he thought of this, Meng Changjun's face was filled with indignation, and he said: "Senior brother, we were both deceived by that little brat. That little brat's cultivation is not the fifth layer of Qi Refining, but the seventh layer! He broke my flying sword with one sword energy, and then took advantage of my surprise to launch a despicable sneak attack, which is why I ended up like this."

  "What, the Seven Layers of Qi Condensation? This kid has a deep mind, actually starting to calculate us from the moment we met, his heart should be punished!" Song Shixiong's face was also filled with indignation.

  "Big brother, now it's all up to you. Although I lost this match due to his sneak attack, I've also figured out his strengths and weaknesses. You're already at the 9th level of Qi Refining period, so dealing with him, who's only at the 7th level, should be a sure win. By the way, that kid used a very strange technique, let me tell you about it slowly...". In order to avenge himself, Meng Changjun forced himself to recall the terrifying scene from not long ago, the stormy punches and kicks, how helpless he was in the midst of it all. "One important thing, whatever you do, don't let him grab your hair."

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