Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1240: Makes Sense

The voice of Ye Fengsheng in the sky was preparing to go down to find the Sound Creation Master. His figure only wavered slightly. A sense of murder had already appeared before him. His toes lightly touched the void. He wielded fierce waves, rising with the help of martial strength. As his body turned, the dark dagger had already sliced through thrice, tearing the air.

These three swords did not follow any rules. Hurrying to swing fists wildly to kill the master, it was truly reckless. Unexpectedly, as people retracted their gaze, a ghostly figure was forced out by the three swords. It stopped in the sky, and he looked at the two tears on his clothes. Even if not for dodging in time, there would be three points of damage.

"Why?"

Obviously, Liu Zhitian also realized this. He squinted his eyes, and at the same time, his gaze fell on the young man with the Black Sword in front of him. He closely observed his breathing but found no trace of a fierce beast. He couldn't help but doubt the rumors he had heard earlier.

Ye Fengsheng, where he was managing his people, emerged and looked far away: "Tianyi Mansion Lord?"

"Liu Zhitian."

Liu Zhitian, dressed in a white shirt, responded, then asked: "Ye Fengsheng, today we at Tianyi Mansion have invited monks from all over the world to deal with the Bone Carving Spirit. You've dealt with that Bone Carving, you know how bad it is, why are you causing trouble here?"

"At first, I said I came to find the Shi Daoist of Dayan Temple."

Ye Fengsheng looked at the other and said: "It was Tianyi Mansion's people who first humiliated me, then tried to kill me. I only came here out of courtesy

to settle accounts with you."

Liu Zhitian was puzzled: "You killed many people in Tianyi Mansion, how dare you speak to me for an explanation?"

Ye Feng's voice was soft: "I make sense."

"You disrupted the peace of Tianyi Mansion without being invited, killed a Tianyi Mansion elder, and still dare to say you're reasonable?"

Liu Zhitian looked very angry.

Ye Fengsheng was too lazy to continue talking nonsense and said: "If you don't, then have these people kneel for me and thank you, then call Shi Daoist for me. Today's business is quite good. If you do this, don't blame me for not forgiving. If you don't kneel down, I will definitely cut you into big pieces and let eagles peck your head."

"What a big tone!"

Liu Zhitian sneered: "Let's see if you have this capability!"

As his voice fell, he stood up, plucked a piece of cloud, crafted a white rainbow, and hurled it at Ye Fengsheng.

Originally, a cloud that should have floated lightly was now pierced by a gust, producing a series of roars and wails. Everyone stunned by the electric charge had painful eardrums.

Ye Fengsheng raised his sword to break through the sky. Even the sea must avoid this sharp sword, not to mention the white rainbow.

The easily cut Ye Fengsheng feared being plotted again. He intentionally wielded two swords, attacking and defending each other. After cutting the white rainbow, he twisted and rolled it into fragments.

The dragon tore through the sky and flew over. The spirits in the places it passed roiled, and the space trembled. The air shattered by the giant dragon fled to both sides, turning into an unusual scene of waves lapping on the shore.

Ye Fengsheng lifted his hand, and the earth underfoot cracked inch by inch. The dark crevices on his arm had spread and broke. The towering mountain standing for thousands of years showed signs of collapse.

The monk in white had been focusing his breath. His spirit surged throughout his body. In an instant, he turned into a visible spiritual barrier, completely isolating the world-shaking battle outside.

The dragon descended with the power of the sky and the strength of the world.

Ye Feng had an expressionless face, and a sword with black and red colors suddenly appeared in his hands. After a burst of sword flowers, both swords were retracted.

Let the dragon roar above, Ye Feng collapsed on the ground, his feet trembling slightly. As his eyes gleamed, he bent down and squatted. The Black Sword in his right hand and the Red Sword in his left hand simultaneously pierced the mountains, stabbing into the half-century untouched mountains.

This mountain on Qilian Mountain, like a beast that had eaten bitterly, had shaken for thousands of years. A tremendous force rose from the ground, deep red like black, like a butterfly from a cocoon, tearing the entire mountain!

Ye Fengsheng closed his eyes, and the swollen inflammation in the sky suddenly erupted, with the tail suddenly dropping like a volcanic eruption, burning everything below to ashes. The front end lifted, and half of the sky quickly condensed, forming a dark red palm, emitting astonishing heat. Little by little, scorched ash fell off, revealing the terrible high temperature wrapped inside.

Under the force of the torrents, the Changlong was like a pet snake in the hand of a child, completely solidified by the inflammation from the ground. After being pinched at the neck, a harsh "zzzz" sound quickly spread. The huge body twisted desperately, and countless air waves were thrown into the air, making the sky turbulent. What the eyes saw was chaos.

But the dragon could not break free from this hand's grip. The dragon breathed more than ten times, its head had been chopped by the palm, half of its body spilled on the ground.

"This..."

The cultivators of Tianyi Mansion were all shocked. No one could imagine that Ye Fengsheng's methods could be broken so decisively. Shouldn't the leader of Tianyi Mansion have the ability to deal with such a fierce beast that didn't know the height of the earth and be destroyed by his own hands? Instead, how can Ye Fengsheng now hold the upper hand?

Ye Fengsheng opened his eyes, put away the sword in hand. He slightly tilted his head up. His black and red hand discarded the self-destructive force. Now, with the dragon having lost its head, it directly flew towards Liu Zhitian in the sky.

Suddenly, a strange syllable descended from the sky, slowly spreading, like a pure world, cleaning all impurities from this world.

Under the touch of this syllable, the giant black-and-red hand in the sky began to peel off the blackness at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a new redness, then emitting high-temperature red, again covered by black, peeling away.

In a short period, the originally giant hand quickly shrank a ring and continued to diminish at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Feng's voice and gaze finally grew serious. The two internal techniques were repeatedly cleansed to eliminate the negativity brought by this syllable.

Liu Zhitian's spirit boiled. Bai Yun condensed into a dragon. Although the dragon's head rushed towards the leaves and phoenix, the dragon's tail was still coiling beside him. He took a deep breath, but saw the body of the headless dragon suddenly explode, turning into cloud dust. It was like a galaxy reversing, like thousands of horses galloping towards the sky. The dragon was about to pounce on Liu, as the black-and-red palm struck.

Eyes slightly twitching, Ye Feng's fingers tapped slightly, and after a brief thought, had turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the original spot.

The cloud dust flew away, landing on the black-red hands with a loud noise. The piercing explosion and splashing heat, even if people below scattered, would be thrown into chaos.

And the originally indestructible power on the black-red palm also produced cracks under the endless impact, emitting many dim lights.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the black-red hand forming the cracks suddenly burst out hot temperatures, like mountain rocks erupting skyward sparks. They were everywhere, slowly.

It was so quiet that many even forgot to dodge the scorching sparks falling from the sky until their clothes burned their skin, then hurriedly avoiding pain, woke up their senses.