Gift of the Sword

Ye Ziling's eyes are ethereal, her white face, translucent and exquisite, looks pure and innocent.

However, at this moment, this second young lady's eyes were flickering with a sinister colour that made people fearful.

She looked at Chen Jiu, who was begging for mercy in front of her, and her red lips moved slightly: "Ironclad, dismantle this trash and feed it to my one-horned demon horse."

"Yes."

Beside Ye Ziling, an ice-cold man wrapped in black armour spoke out indifferently.

"No! Second Miss, please ... Ah! !"

Chen Jiu loudly begged for mercy, but the next moment he was already instantly snapped by this icy man called Iron Armor and then lifted up by his neck.

Tie Gauntlet was very tall, even his head was wrapped with an armored helmet, the whole man looked like a killing machine, incomparably terrifying.

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, I didn't expect that you, an orphan adopted by your family, would silently step into the First Sky of the True Martial Realm and become a martial artist, but you are too naive, do you think that you, a lackey, can really turn over a new leaf? "

Ye Ziling's beautiful eyes surged with a sinister colour as she said casually to Tie Gauntlet who had returned to her side: "You take some men, find Ye Feng, first abolish his dantian, then bring it to me, this young lady will personally teach this brat what it means to be a lackey. "

"Yes, Second Miss. "

Tie Gauntlet looked like an emotionless cold killing machine, he cupped his fist to Ye Ziling, then walked towards the distance.

"A lackey is a lackey, and will never be able to turn over and be on par with us, the sons of the family!"

Ye Ziling snorted coldly and walked to one of the rocking chairs in the garden and half-lay down, entering a false sleep.

This second young lady believed in the strength of the Iron Armour and knew that she only needed to wait for the final result.

After all, the Tie Gauntlet was an unfathomable strength of the family's deadly warriors trained by her amazingly talented sister.

When the Tie Gauntlet came to Ye Feng's residence in a murderous mood.

He found that Ye Feng was not in the house and did not know where he had gone.

He returned without success.

In the garden, Tie Gauntlet stood in front of the Second Miss, kneeling on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "He escaped. "

"Escaped?"

Ye Zi Ling's eyes were shocked and angry as she fiercely got down from her rocking chair and stood in front of Tie Gaie and said with a cold smile, "This lackey has so much guts! I'm going to contact the family guards and make sure this dog slave is uncovered! He's only at the first level of the True Martial Realm, he won't be able to get away!"

...

And just when the two thought that Ye Feng had escaped from the clan.

Ye Feng, however, did not even think about escaping, he just arrived at a huge nine-story tower in the heart of the clan.

This nine-story giant tower was called the Martial Tower.

Around the Martial Tower, there was an intra-clan market, where newly recognized official True Martial Realm martial artists of the clan had a free chance to choose a weapon and a set of basic battle skills martial arts.

This was a special benefit for the Ye clan to motivate the younger generation to work hard on their training.

The reason why Ye Feng chose to stay in the Ye Clan was also to receive these benefits.

It was not that Ye Feng did not want to become a casual cultivator and travel the world.

But he knew that he was still far from that kind of capricious strength.

With a low and weak cultivation, rushing out of the clan and out of the shelter of the great powers would definitely lead to a quick death in this vicious world of martial cultivation.

This was because there was not only the threat of vicious people out there, but also the threat of all kinds of powerful beasts in the wilderness.

Having lived two lives, Ye Feng was naturally much more mature and stable at heart than teenagers of his age.

At this time, Ye Feng walked to the clan's market around the Martial Tower, which was incomparably crowded and noisy.

The Ye clan was a large clan in Nan Yang County, with a deep heritage and a large number of clan members.

Even though the area around the martial tower was only the family's internal trading market, it was still so crowded that one could not see the end of it.

As Ye Feng walked through the market, he looked at the bustling crowd and felt that he was on the verge of truly integrating into his identity in this world.

In his previous life, although he was the son of a divine emperor, his body was weak because of his cursed body, and he had been protected by Emperor Ye Qingdi in the depths of the palace of the God of Creation Dynasty for his entire life, and could only look at the sky from within the courtyard walls.

But in this life, Ye Feng had the qualifications to cultivate, and in this life, he wanted to see all the landscapes and ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains!

Ye Feng walked towards a counter at the very front of the workshop market.

There, he could receive the family's benefits for new disciples by showing his latest certified-to identity token for a moment.

But what made Ye Feng's face turn incomparably odd was that when walking up to the counter, he once again saw the strange old man from yesterday in the clan hall.

The old man in coarse linen clothes looked at Ye Feng and smiled heatedly, his face wrinkled up as he said, "Ye Feng boy, we meet again."

The linen-clothed old man had helped Ye Feng with his certification, and he naturally knew Ye Feng's name.

Ye Feng's face was expressionless as he subconsciously took a step back and spoke out, "Senior, I've come to collect my weapons and martial arts battle skills. "

Whether it was a weapon or a martial arts battle technique, both were of great help in improving a martial artist's strength.

In his previous life, when Ye Feng was locked deep within the divine dynasty's palace, he was very fond of listening to those legendary stories.

In those stories, in the pale heaven and earth, on the endless earth, the strongest of the human race, holding war weapons, roaring the heavens and slaying evil beasts, made people's blood boil and their hearts dwell!

Even though Ye Feng was the son of a divine emperor, he was still a teenager, with a fervent blood in his heart and an element of adventure hidden in his bones.

Among the stories he listened to, the ones he liked the most were those swordsmen, a - whistling heaven and earth, the wind and clouds changing, a sword chilling the nineteen states, how dashing and fast!

"Ten steps to kill one person, a thousand miles to stay!"

"When you've done your job, you'll go away and hide your work and name. ..."

Ye Feng murmured and said to the sack-clothed old man behind the counter, "I want a sword as a weapon, and for martial arts battle skills, I'll choose a set of sword skills. "

The sack-clothed old man heard the few lines of the swordsman's mad poem that Ye Feng had just inadvertently murmured, and couldn't help but have his eyes move as he praised, "You kid, you are very much to the old man's liking! Old me will give you a sword straight away! "

After saying that, Ye Feng couldn't help but have his eyes - shine, this old man, it seemed that his identity was very extraordinary.

What level of treasure sword was he going to give himself?

"This sword, I will give it to you today, you should accompany this sword well. "

The linen-clothed old man took out a sword box, - a long sword, and inserted it in the box.

Ye Feng's eyes were expectant and he carefully took the sword box.

Whether it was a martial art, a secret technique, or a weapon or armour, in the martial arts cultivation world, there was a uniform classification according to the power that could be unleashed:

Mortal, Yellow, Xuan, Earth, Heaven, King, Emperor, Venerable, Saint, and Emperor.

However, not to mention in this small Nan Yang County, even in the entire Great Yan Dynasty, a Heaven-grade martial art or war weapon was already a national treasure.

As for the more advanced King Grade, Emperor Grade and other martial arts and battle weapons, in the Dragon Abyss Continent, they were all legendary level existences.