Seeing that Feng Wuchen had turned around, Yue Ling struggled for a moment, and then bit his red lips, holding a long sword in his hand, and stabbed Feng Wuchen.

"Squeeze!"

The woman was the third sword sword in the realm of no self. With this sword, the sound of the sword came, and a sword energy would swallow Feng Wuchen up.

Feng Wuchen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him slightly.

"boom!"

Then, an invisible force suddenly scattered on the surface of his body.

In an instant, the sword energy in the woman's sword body was completely dispersed. At the same time, a dark force burst out one after another, and blasted it out of the courtyard, barely stabilizing its body.

At that moment, Yue Ling was surprised.

Her guess is right. Feng Tzuyu is not the rumored waste, even stronger than she imagined!

"Sure enough... it was not accidental that you were able to take Ling Shanshan's sword last night. You are not only not a waste, but also a sword cultivator!"

"Oh..." Feng Wuchen sighed lightly, turned around calmly, and looked at the woman with extremely cold eyes: "If you think so carefully, you must confirm this. What are the benefits for you? Have you ever thought about it, since I can Chen Shaojie, can't I kill you?"

As soon as the words were finished, Yue Ling felt a coldness coming from behind him. His eyes sterned, and he saw that Feng Wuchen in front of him had turned into a phantom and was slowly disappearing.

And his true body had already appeared behind her with an extremely fast body technique, pointing her neck with a sword.

At this moment, her life and death were also in the other party's palm.

Yue Ling was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong. Although Chen Shaojie and I are the same family, I have no friendship. I am here today, not to seek revenge for you..."

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen slowly lowered his sword finger and asked deeply: "Then what are you doing?"

Yue Ling then turned around and smiled strangely: "Hehe... accept disciples!"

"Accepting disciples?" Feng Wuchen browed and said, "You? Accepting me?"

Yue Ling shook her head: "Of course not, it's taking apprentices for my master."

"Your master?"

The woman nodded again: "My master is Linglong Fairy, one of the Nine Elders of Fuyao. Her cultivation is already at the ninth level of the Infinite Heaven! In another three years, Master will be shut down and hit the threshold of a saint. She wants to take another disciple before this and give her all her skills, so she sent her brothers down the mountain to find a good talent for her!"

"So you stared at me?" Feng Wuchen smiled absurdly: "You have found the wrong person. I have no interest in joining the Fuyao Palace..."

"Hehe..." Yue Ling smiled and said, "I guess you are not interested either... After all, you can endure it until now, and even your fiancée can endure it or be expelled from the family. There must be a reason for your hidden strength. I won't advise you, but your sister should be interested, right?"

Asked, Feng Wuchen's brows sank: "So the person you really like is my sister?"

Yue Ling nodded: "Hehe! Yes, I saw that girl was a little unfamiliar with her attack last night. She should have just entered the sword path, but her sword path cultivation has entered the realm of the sword immortal. This is a rare good seedling! How about it? Let your sister be my master's closed disciple. In this way, we will be a family. I pretended not to know about Chen Shaojie, how about it?"

Asked, Feng Wuchen raised his lips slightly and sneered coldly: "What does it mean? If I don't agree, you will tell the world about this?"

Yue Ling smiled evilly: "This is not necessarily the case... Maybe I can't say it one day if I let it go..."

However, before the woman finished speaking, Feng Wuchen raised his sword lightly.

"Squeeze!"

The woman's long sword was already out of her hand.

Immediately, the sword was seen spinning in the air for two consecutive times, and it was hanging in front of the woman, with the sword tip facing her eyebrows.

"To be honest, if I kill a Chen Shaojie, I'm not afraid that Fuyao Palace will settle the score with me, but I really don't like being threatened..."

After saying that, Feng Wuchen's fingertips of his sword energy dissipated.

"Squeeze!"

With another sound of sword, the long sword suddenly fell, inserted into the dust, shaking left and right.

Feng Wuchen's cold voice sounded at the same time: "I won't kill you today! But only you know me about Chen Shaojie. No matter how this matter is exposed, I think it was you. At that time, I will definitely peel you and get cramps at all costs, so that you can't survive or die!"

“…”

Yue Ling is a little girl after all, but she is no older than Feng Zijin. Even though she is usually a quirky person, she has never experienced strong winds and waves. When she was frightened like Feng Wuchen, her face turned pale and her eyes began to turn red.

"you……"

At this time, Feng Wuchen withdrew his sharpness and suddenly turned around.

"You'd better leave before I'm going back on my word."

“…”

After entering the house, Feng Wuchen sensed the woman's breath to disappear, and then summoned Feng Zijin from the inner room.

"Brother...has she left?"

Feng Wuchen nodded: "I'm here to find you!"

"Look for me?" Feng Zijin was stunned: "What are you looking for me?"

Feng Wuchen smiled and said, "I want you to join Fuyao Palace and be her junior sister!"

When Feng Zijin heard this, he looked disdainful: "Tsk... she is not a good person, and her master must not be very good. I don't want it! I want to practice with my brother..."

Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly: "But I can't take you with me all the time. After a while, I may have to leave the Great Wilderness City."

"Where are you going with your brother?"

Feng Wuchen shook his head: "I can't say it! But I will make arrangements for you in advance. At that time, will I ask the Palace Master of Fuyao Palace to accept you as his apprentice?"

Feng Zijin's pupils trembled slightly, and in an instant, he threw the matter of Feng Wuchen leaving behind.

"That legendary female fairy Fuyao? But I heard that she never accepts disciples... So many geniuses in Fuyao Palace can't catch her eyes. Can I?"

Feng Wuchen was confident and said, "Don't worry, as long as you practice as I said during these three months, I promise that if you want to accept you as your disciple, you will definitely line up from Dahuang City to Fuyao Palace."

The girl laughed: "Is it so exaggerated..."

"You will know then!" After that, Feng Wuchen said again: "How did you understand the experience of sword Taoism last night?"

The girl frowned quickly: "It's all the bad woman. I was comprehending the key points, so she came to interrupt me. Otherwise, my perception would have been higher."

Feng Wuchen smiled and said, "Don't worry! By the way, take out the sword embryo that recognized the master last night!"

"good!"

Feng Zijin's thoughts moved.

"Squeeze!"

Then I saw a white light flying out of his ring, which was the Heavenly Dao sword embryo.

Although this sword embryo is an innate spiritual treasure and has its own Taoist aggregate, it has not been forged and its power is only similar to that of ordinary divine weapons.

Feng Wuchen pointed his sword together and threw out several sword energy to cover the courtyard to cover it.

Immediately, he took the sword embryo into his hand and activated the Taixu True Fire at the same time.
Chapter completed!