Chapter 102 Don’t dare to look down on me anymore

"Ye Feng, brother Ye, you are here!"

Zhong Wudao met Ye Feng for the first time, but as he spoke, it seemed as if the two had known each other for a long time.

Ye Feng saw that Zhong Wudao seemed to be a generous person. He couldn't help but smile and said: "I am naturally very interested in the matter of the Sword Intention Ancient Tea Tree. After all, I am also a swordsman."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he saw a dozen masters in the hall, but none of them had any reaction.

He immediately understood. It seemed that these people had indeed known about the Jianyi Ancient Tea Tree for a long time.

Zhong Wudao laughed and said: "Brother Ye, there is no need to test. These people, like Brother Ye, are masters from various sects. This time I gathered all the masters to go to a certain place in the wilderness. Looking for the legendary ancient tea tree with sword meaning."

Ye Feng nodded and said: "The Sword Intention Ancient Tea Tree is a rare spiritual creature in the world. There are naturally huge dangers surrounding this kind of spiritual creature that was born and raised on earth."

"Brother Ye is still knowledgeable."

Zhong Wudao said with some regret: "To be honest, after I knew the news, I led a large group of my guards to snatch the Jianyi Ancient Tea Tree, but in the end I encountered an evil dragon and almost lost it. Throw your life in the wilderness."

Ye Feng glanced at Zhong Wudao in surprise. He didn't expect the city lord of Taiyuan City to be so honest in front of everyone.

"City Lord Zhong, is this the peerless young swordsman you mentioned? Who killed the iron-handed thief with one sword?"

Suddenly at this moment, a burly monk wearing black cassock walked out.

This burly monk did not have a kind-hearted face like ordinary monks, but had an extremely vicious face.

He wore a black headband on his head, and the cassock on his body was not red or gold, but black.

This made him look less like a monk and more like a murderer.

This is a Motuo!

Mo Tuo stared at Ye Feng.

He said with some suspicion: "This kid looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he can kill the iron-handed thief with one sword? Why don't I believe it?"

Ye Feng stared at the demon, smiled slightly, and said, "Master, do you want to give it a try?"

"Master? Hahaha!"

Mo Tuo laughed loudly and said: "You kid is quite interesting. I haven't been a monk for many years. What's the point of being a monk? Drinking wine and eating meat are the most enjoyable. Now that I have entered the devil's path, I feel very It’s fun!”

Mo Tuo said at this time, looked at Ye Feng and said: "Although City Lord Zhong said that you are very powerful, I have not seen it with my own eyes. I just don't believe that you are so powerful. When I was your age, I was still Knocking wooden fish in the temple."

Ye Feng saw that this Motuo didn't have any malice or hostility, but he just spoke a little carelessly.

He wasn't angry either, he just smiled and said: "Master wants to know my strength, so you might as well give it a try and you will know."

After saying that, Mo Tuo immediately laughed and said: "Okay! Your straightforward temperament is very suitable for me. Well, I really want to try to see if you are a silver gun candle head. It’s useless.”

After saying that, Mo Tuo rushed towards Ye Feng and grabbed it with one hand.

"boom!"

Mo Tuo's hand suddenly turned into a pitch-black claw, surging with magic light and clawing at Ye Feng with the roar of an innocent soul, which made people feel heart-stopping.

"Qiang!"

Ye Feng suddenly drew his sword, and a dazzling cold sword light instantly tore through the sky.

"when!"

The tip of the sword pierced the devil's claw, but it did not penetrate the claw.

But it made Mo Tuo's claws feel painful all of a sudden.

Instantly shrank back.

"What a fast sword!"

There were masters all around. The moment Ye Feng drew his sword, their vision was somewhat unable to trace the trajectory of Ye Feng's sword.

"This guy's swordsmanship is really good."

Many people nodded, indicating that Ye Feng had joined them.

"Hahaha, you're good! Your sword is enough to kill the Iron Hand Thief instantly. Your sword is so fast that you can even block my Netherworld claws instantly. It's very powerful."

Mortuo withdrew his attack, and a bloodstain appeared on his palm.

It was cut by Ye Feng's sword just now.

"The master's claws are also very powerful. My sword can even kill an ordinary one-step martial arts king, but it only hurts some of the master's skin."

Ye Feng also spoke out at this time.

He was not complimenting this Motuo, but he said these words sincerely.

It seems that the group of people in the hall at this time all have their own methods and are not ordinary warriors.

At this time, a young woman in white came to Ye Feng's side and said: "This Mo Tuo is a well-known senior master in the northwest of Taiyuan City. His claws were the palms of an abyss demon that he smelted. , can have such power."

"I see."

Ye Feng suddenly realized.

Abyss Demons are a dark race living in the underground abyss. They are born with bodies as strong as iron.

This demon was actually able to obtain an abyss demon and smelt a demon claw onto his body. Ye Feng really found this method of cultivation a bit strange.

Sure enough, the world is full of wonders.

Ye Feng looked at the beautiful woman in white next to him and couldn't help but clasped his fists and asked, "Dare you ask the girl's name?"

"Zeng Rou."

The beautiful woman in white spoke up, "You are a disciple of the Sword Sect, right? I am a student of the Royal Martial Arts Academy."

"A student from the Royal Martial Arts Academy?"

Ye Feng was a little surprised and said: "This Taiyuan City is so far away from the imperial city area of ​​the Great Yan Dynasty, how did you come here?"

It is very rare to meet a student from the Royal Martial Arts Academy in a place like Taiyuan City.

Zeng Roumei glanced at Ye Feng and said: "I happened to be out for training and passed by here. I heard about the Sword Meaning Ancient Tea Tree and came to the city lord's mansion."

Hearing this, Ye Feng nodded. For some reason, among such a group of strangers, he felt an inexplicable sense of closeness from Zeng Rou.

Maybe he thinks that young geniuses from the Royal Martial Arts Academy like Zeng Rou are the same type of people as him.

Others, such as Mo Tuo or Zhong Wudao, the lord of Taiyuan City, are all masters of the older generation.

"Brother Ye is so strong in swordsmanship."

Mo Tuo looked at Ye Feng again at this time, with a trace of seriousness finally showing on his face.

Obviously, Ye Feng's sword strike just now left a deep impression on him, making this Mo Tuo dare not despise Ye Feng again.

…

It was night, Ye Feng lived in a certain house in the city lord's mansion.

During the day, Zhong Wudao, the city lord of Taiyuan City, had already planned that they would set out early tomorrow morning and enter the wilderness to look for the ancient Jianyi tea tree.

Ye Feng knew that it would be impossible for such a large group of masters to monopolize the Sword Intent Ancient Tea Tree.

But even if he can finally get some Sword Intention Tea leaves from the Sword Intention Ancient Tea Tree, it will be of great benefit to his sword practice.

Suddenly at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly looked towards the dark direction not far from his house, and said with a smile: "Since Miss Zeng Rou is here, let's come out and see her."