Chapter 417: The Difference Is Obvious

Except for the one time he barely used it in the battle against Tie Futeng, this was only the second time Ye Feng used it in actual combat. Situ Reading

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Fang Hao's arrogant attitude stimulated Ye Feng, making him feel like competing with others, so he exerted all his strength, and the sword intent seed he used carried a sense of vastness and eternity, which should come from the power of the mysterious short sword, majestic and immortal.

And after this sword was slashed out, Ye Feng also seemed to have some enlightenment in his heart.

His transformation of his own sword intent was very immature, but he could observe Fang Hao's mixed sword intent and slash out the artistic conception mixed with this ancient sword intent. After the sword was slashed out, Ye Feng's mind suddenly became clear, and his understanding of his own artistic conception suddenly increased by three points.

If it was just a beginning, then now, it has been about 10% of the heat.

Generally speaking, only when this sword intent is comprehended to the highest level of 100%, can its true grade be inferred. Now Ye Feng's artistic conception power is actually... one in a hundred.

However, even though it was only one in a hundred, the power contained in this knife was no less than Fang Hao's mixed cave sword intention seed.

The mixed cave artistic conception was the ancestral artistic conception of the Fang family, and its grade reached the third level.

As the most outstanding disciple of the Fang family, only Fang Hao was qualified to comprehend this artistic conception. Others such as Fang Zhen practiced the second-level ice sword intention, and Fang Hao lived up to the expectations of the Fang family elders. After only more than ten years of practice, he practiced the mixed cave artistic conception to the level of artistic conception seed.

This was also the basis for Fang Hao's arrogance and pride.

Now suddenly sensing that the powerful power contained in Ye Feng's knife was no less than his, Fang Hao's face froze, and his eyes also revealed great surprise.

He even cried out in surprise: "Sword Intent Seed, how could you... comprehend the Sword Intent Seed?"

Sneering, Ye Feng smiled slightly and said: "Why can't I comprehend it? Not only did I comprehend it, but the quality of my sword intent is many times higher than your Fang family's mixed cave state of mind. If you don't believe me, just take my sword and try it."

Before he finished speaking, the majestic and huge energy had already gone straight to the mixed cave sword intent.

The two bright seeds collided in the air in an instant, and bright light rose up. With a rumble, the surrounding void seemed to have struck a thunderbolt, and many people were shocked and flew upside down. Even though most of the people present were innate masters of the eighth and ninth levels, they could not withstand the power of the state of mind seeds burst out by the two genius-level masters, and they dodged one after another.

Boom boom boom...

The explosions continued, and the two figures of Ye Feng and Fang Hao also retreated at the same time in the explosion.

The sound lasted for several breaths before the surroundings calmed down. Everyone was shocked to find that after a fight, although the two had stood still, it seemed that the winner was immediately determined.

Fang Hao's facial muscles trembled. At this moment, his clothes were scratched and tattered. It was obvious that he had endured a lot of the residual power of the artistic conception.

Ye Feng, who was standing a few feet away from him, also had a bitter smile on his face. Only the lower half of the Destruction Sword in his hand remained. With a "clang", the upper half shook a little and fell to the ground.

In this artistic conception fight, Ye Feng obviously had the upper hand, but the level of the Yellow-grade Destruction Sword was far inferior to the spiritual weapon sword in the opponent's hand, and it was cut in half by the opponent.

From this point of view, it was barely a draw.

"How is this possible? The sword intent that the boy surnamed Ye has comprehended really surpasses Fang Hao..."

"So powerful..."

"But after all, there is a difference in background. Look, the sword in Ye Feng's hand has not even reached the Xuan level. Now it has been cut off. Fang Hao uses the power of the sword. How can he block this attack?"

"It is impossible to stimulate the sword intent with bare hands..."

"Fang Hao will never miss such a good opportunity. This Ye Feng... If he doesn't leave, he will be in danger."

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"Hahaha... Young Master, just go all out. This deacon will watch the door for you. Today, I must make the blood of this Ye surname splatter a hundred steps."

Seeing that Ye Feng had no weapon in his hand, Deacon Niu was particularly excited. His lackey nature was exposed. He rushed to the door and acted as a guard dog.

"Ye Feng! The next strike, be prepared to be torn into pieces by me..."

With a strong momentum brewing, Fang Hao slowly raised his arm, and the precious sword, stimulated by the sword intent, showed a blazing brilliance...

He just said that as long as he took the next strike, he would let Ye Feng go, but now it was obvious that he went back on his word. The opponent's state of mind was more powerful than his. Now he could only suppress Ye Feng with the help of the weapon power, but there would be no such good thing next time.

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head gently.

The sword intent is the same as the sword intent. It needs to use the same type of weapon to burst out the most powerful power. Using other weapons will naturally reduce the power. However, Ye Feng was not panicked or afraid. He had many ways to defeat a mere half-step into the void.

Just now, he chose to fight with the sword intent, just because he didn't want to see Fang Hao so much limelight, and wanted to suppress his arrogance.

Just as he was about to take out the broken iron stick to defend himself, a loud voice suddenly came from the door: "Ye Feng? Who is Ye Feng? Where is Ye Feng?"

A figure stepped forward.

It was a young warrior with a white face and no beard, about thirty years old.

This young warrior was dressed differently from the others. He wore a green robe with five mountain peaks in the middle of his chest, forming the shape of a palm, and in the middle of the mountain peaks, a large "Wan" character was embroidered with gold thread.

After seeing this young warrior, and rightly so, seeing the clothes he was wearing, everyone looked solemn, with a look of awe on their faces.

Even Deacon Niu, the second most arrogant person present, flashed the fat on his face and then stepped forward and bowed down to salute.

Because the blue ten thousand-character robe worn by the young warrior is the customary uniform of the inner disciples of the Wanjue Sect. In other words, this young warrior has the status of a true inner disciple of the Wanjue Sect.

In the Seven Holy Lands like Wan Jue Sect, the inner disciples are basically masters of the Void Realm or half-step into the Void Realm. Those who are innate at the eighth or ninth level can only serve as outer sects. The handyman disciples all have the innate cultivation level of the sixth or seventh level, and their overall strength is very strong. Incomparably, this is the most important reason why the seven holy land-level forces can transcend the world.

An inner disciple walks in the four major kingdoms of the secular world, and the king of the kingdom must personally receive and entertain him. Now that he suddenly appears here, he naturally attracts everyone's attention.

"Niu Guangxian, the deacon of the other courtyard, has met my senior brother."

Deacon Niu shook his body, ran quickly to the inner disciples, pointed his finger at Ye Feng and said: "Return to Senior Brother, that guy is Ye Feng, this guy is so bold, he provokes trouble in our Wanjue Villa, and he will hurt people's limbs if he moves." , destroying people’s Dantian is extremely vicious, and now Fang Hao, the eldest son of the Fang family in the Northern Han Dynasty, is about to kill this insidious, vicious, and shameless person, so I won’t bother my senior brother..."