People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 62 Ask the master to use the sword
"You go back first."

Feng Lao had a smile in his eyes and waved away the people in the building.

After everyone left and the door was closed, he slowly stood up.

When Ye Changan stepped into the room today, he already felt something unusual about his apprentice.

Feng Lao was very curious about what kind of surprise Ye Changan could bring him.

The two looked at each other, and the scene was extremely silent for a moment.

Whoosh!
The next second, the figures of Ye Changan and Feng Lao suddenly disappeared from the place and collided in the air as fast as lightning.

"Um"

Feng Lao groaned and took three steps back, while Ye Changan took five steps back.

This scene fell in Feng Lao's eyes, and his face was full of shock.

He knew very well that his apprentice had only been learning martial arts for half a year, and now he had grown to such an extent.

"Eight products?!"

Feng Lao took a breath of cold air.

His thoughts were racing in his mind. According to Ye Changan himself, he was only eighteen or nineteen years old this year!
Such a young eighth-grade man was considered a genius even in the Central Plains where there were countless monsters, let alone in Nanchuan City where martial arts were poor and resources were barren.

"What kind of monster did I accept?"

Feng Lao was secretly surprised, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all.

His palm was like a long knife, slashing towards Ye Changan from top to bottom, like a strong wind passing by, with astonishing momentum.

This is exactly the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" that is his ultimate martial arts.

An exclusive set of sword techniques originated from the Qingfeng Sect that had been wiped out. Although he had not learned the essence, he was quite accomplished after decades of hard training.

Feng Lao used his hands as swords and struck fiercely, hoping to test out the true strength of his evil disciple.

It's a pity that with Ye Changan's current strength, he may not be able to fulfill his wish.
Ye Changan flexibly avoided Feng Lao's killing moves again and again, and sometimes he could even punch back.

He was also surprised.

"This Qingfeng sword technique really has some skills."

As a mountain god and a seventh-level martial artist, he naturally has good eyesight, and he quickly recognized the extraordinary nature of this sword technique.

In Yun Qing's hands, the Qingfeng sword technique was wide open and straight, but in Feng Lao's hands, it was a bit weird.

He obviously integrated his martial arts insights into his sword skills.

It's a pity that Feng is old. Even if his understanding is good, it is extremely difficult to make further progress.

There was a crackling sound in the room on the first floor of the black market building. In the flash of lightning, Ye Changan and Feng Lao had already exchanged dozens of moves.

Ye Changan relied on his strong body to deflect Feng Lao's sweeping hand sword.

Feng Lao felt as if his palm was struck by divine iron, and a numb feeling spread down his arm to his whole body.

When the attack failed, he stepped lightly, stepped back, and floated back to the ground lightly like a fallen leaf in the wind.

At the same time, his peripheral vision scanned the room.

All the seats and benches in the room are safe and sound!
"This kid is still hiding his clumsiness."

He had used [-]% of his strength, but still couldn't find out Ye Changan's trump card.

Ye Changan's expression was calm, like a mountain that had stood on the earth for countless years.

He cupped his fists with both hands and said sincerely to Mr. Feng: "Master, please use the sword!"

The words echoed in the small building like thunder.

The corner of Feng Lao's mouth twitched.

But the fact is true. If he doesn't use a knife, he can't defeat Ye Changan.

Choke!

There was an explosion of swords, and Feng Lao suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist.

The knife is three feet and two inches long, as narrow as a willow. If it weren't for the curvature of the knife, others would have thought it was a sword.

Feng Lao looked at his sword with care and said slowly: "Chang'an, do you dare to take my sword?"

Ye Changan only uttered one word: "Please!"

Feng Lao twisted his wrist, and three silver bolts flashed through the air.

when!when!when!
Ye Changan only relied on his physical body to resist the long knife.

Feng Lao was extremely shocked. He had long known that his apprentice's martial arts talent was not high, but his physical fitness was strong.But he still didn't expect the other party to be so perverted.

Feng Lao's figure was flying everywhere, and the angle of his sword was extremely tricky, but he was blocked by Ye Changan with his body.

"Hell, how solid is his ninth-grade foundation?"

Even though Feng Lao had a good temper that he had cultivated for many years, he couldn't help but have the urge to curse.

The ability to defeat ten with one force was understood by his apprentice.

As everyone knows, Ye Changan has more than just these means.

If it comes to a life-and-death fight, and the opponent thinks that he can use his cleverness to kill Ye Changan, he will definitely pay the price with his life.

The two fought fiercely for more than a hundred moves.

In the end, Ye Changan punched Feng Lao on the right shoulder.

"Well"

Feng Lao hummed and took a few steps back.

Ye Changan stopped where he was and had no intention of pursuing the victory.

"Ahem, that's it for today."

Feng Lao coughed lightly and returned the long knife in his hand to its sheath.

At the same time, the horror in his heart had reached an extreme level.

In the fight just now, Ye Changan showed that he was more than just a martial artist who had just entered the eighth level.

To have such strength at such a young age has never been heard of in the entire Jiannan Dao, not to mention Nanchuan City.

Ye Changan opened his mouth to explain at the right time: "Master, please forgive me for concealing it. I picked up a fruit two months ago and after swallowing it, I broke through to the eighth level without knowing it."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Lao almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He worked hard for decades to break through to the eighth level, but it only took Ye Changan just two months.

"It's true that people are more popular than people."

Feng Lao felt a sense of sourness for no reason.

However, he is not narrow-minded. Everyone has his own opportunities. This is God's will, and Feng Lao has always been very open-minded.

Moreover, the lucky man is his disciple, even though he is only by name
Ye Changan spoke again: "Master, I have something to ask for."

Feng Lao: "Say it, as long as I can do it."

"The disciple will be leaving Nanchuan City for a while soon. I hope the master will pay more attention to the disciple's family."

Ye Changan finally revealed his intention.

After a long time, Feng Lao slowly said: "I promise you."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Ye Changan breathed a sigh of relief.

He will go hiking in the mountains soon, and the times he will go home will become less and less.

He was not at ease leaving his sister Ye Rouer alone in Nanchuan City.

Ye Changan showed his strength today just to give Mr. Zu Feng a reason to take action.

If the Ye family is in trouble in the future, Feng Lao will definitely not stand idly by.

Feng Lao looked at Ye Changan happily.

The stronger Ye Changan is, the higher the chance that the Qingfeng Sect will continue, and he is naturally happy to see it happen.

As for whether Ye Changan's adventure was true or false, he didn't care.

Ye Changan did this just because he knew Feng Lao well enough.

Besides, his real strength is level seven, and there are black ants.

In the next few days, Ye Changan spent another peaceful day.

He has prepared what he needs to enter the mountain and will set off soon.

On this day, the two brothers and sisters of the Ye family and Aunt Zheng and her daughter sat around the table to eat as usual.

Boom, boom, boom!
Hearing a fierce knock on the door, Ye Changan frowned, because he already knew that the person outside the door was Yun Qing.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Yun Qing say with a serious face: "Something happened."

(End of this chapter)