Chapter 671: Star Sword Art, Officially Recruiting the Third Generation of Disciples

"It's really good." Ye Feng nodded.

To be able to reach the third level of the Spirit Sea Realm at this age is indeed considered a top level among the younger generation.

However, compared with Mo Ying and others, it was still a lot worse.

Clang!

Over the sea, Han Yonghui's sword shadow of Qingshan fell, easily crushing dozens of Krakens.

He continued to swing the sword.

tear it up!

Dozens of sea monsters were all split open, and they were powerless to fight back.

At this time, other disciples of Qingshu Jianzong also arrived at the seaside with Yujian and joined the battle.

"The green hills do not change, the green waters will flow!"

Dozens of talented swordsmen, including Han Yonghui, used their swords at the same time to perform this powerful combined fencing technique.

In an instant, countless green sword qi burst into the sky.

They hovered in the sky like an attacking stream of water, and then turned into a giant wave of sword energy, slapping on the Kraken.

This blow alone killed hundreds of Krakens.

"Damn!"

Among the sea monsters, there are several demon kings in the spirit sea realm.

Seeing that his subordinates were bombed and killed, the middle-level demon king headed by him was furious, holding a sharp machete, appeared in the sky over a disciple of Qingshu Sword Sect, and quickly fell.

"Be careful!"

The genius swordsman Han Yonghui shot immediately.

A sword slashed through the void, like an antelope hanging its horns, swinging away the machete of the middle demon king.

"Dare to stop this king and kill you first!"

The middle demon king held both swords, and instantly cut out dozens of sword beams, intertwined into a net of sharp blades, and quickly surrounded Han Yonghui.

"Humph! Qingyuan Sword and Shield!"

Han Yonghui held the sword in his right hand, pointed the long sword high in the sky, and held the sword art in the other hand.

Sticking to the blade activates the spell.

hum!

The light-blue spherical sword and shield protected him, and despite the dozens of sword beams bombarding the sword and shield, it made a sonorous sound, but it was never broken.

"Master, this is a ninth-grade spell. I didn't expect Han Yonghui to master it."

The swordsman in the blue shirt smiled.

He is still very satisfied with this Tianjiao junior.

"It's really good." Ye Feng nodded.

Han Yonghui arrived at the third level of Linghai at a young age, and even if he was placed in the outside world, he was considered a top expert among the younger generation.

With this single move, "Qingyuan Sword and Shield", very few people in the same rank can break through his defense.

"It's my turn to fight back!"

Han Yonghui burst out with all his breath, choked with his left hand, swung his long sword with his right hand, and instantly pointed ninety-nine times forward.

"Pointing Star Swordsmanship!"

He snorted softly.

In the void, a large number of star points appeared in the places that were hit by the sword tip just now, and they quickly floated towards the middle demon king.

"What is this?"

The middle demon king had a premonition of danger, turned around immediately, and tried to escape, but found that the stars came too fast.

Whoosh whoosh!

Each star point ignored the defense, infiltrated its body, entered the blood, and relied on the internal veins to outline a strange killing formation, which was instantly detonated.

boom!

Under the horrified gazes of countless sea-monsters, this middle-sized demon king burst into flames and was regarded as dead.

"It's a very delicate spell, and it's also a ninth-grade spell, right?" Ye Feng asked the swordsman in blue next to him.

"Yes." Sword Master Qingshan nodded, "This ninth-grade spell is called "Pointing Star Sword Art", and it was originally created by a kendo master. We just got it by accident, and it is very powerful."

"The one who created this "Pointing Star Sword Art" must be an amazing and brilliant senior."

Ye Feng praised it.

on the sea.

The fall of the middle demon king directly led to the defeat of the Kraken army. The remaining Kraken were not opponents at all, and were killed by Han Yonghui and other disciples.

clap clap clap!

The swordsman in blue clapped his hands.

Han Yonghui and other disciples raised their heads and happened to see dozens of people standing high in the sky.

"All the patriarchs are here!"

"My goodness!"

"What level of event is this, and it can gather 18 patriarchs at the same time?"

"Look, who are those people?"

The disciples of Qingshu Sword Sect saw Ye Feng, Fei Fei, Gong Qingqiu, Wang Ling and others, and their faces were full of doubts.

"This is the Headmaster of the Misty Sect, Ye Feng!"

The swordsman in the blue shirt pointed at Ye Feng beside him and introduced it respectfully, making Han Yonghui and others shocked.

Since the Eighteen Ancient Clan joined the Misty Sect, news about the Misty Sect has spread in the eighteen cave worlds.

Han Yonghui and other disciples all know that there is a more powerful sect above the Eighteen Ancient Clan.

It is the Misty Sect!

And Ye Feng, the headmaster of the Misty Sect, is a Heavenly Emperor who looks like a mortal, but whose real strength is unfathomable!

In an instant.

Dozens of eyes converged on Ye Feng.

Looking at this mysterious young man who was handsome and extraordinary, but did not have the slightest hint of cultivation, Han Yonghui and other talented swordsmen bowed their hands one after another.

"I've seen Sect Master Ye!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, "No need to be polite!"

He looked at Han Yonghui and other dozens of Tianjiao, and found that they were all only in their twenties, but their cultivation had at least reached the Primordial Gathering Realm.

The one with the highest cultivation base is Han Yonghui, the third-level Linghai.

This person is born with sword intent, and his root bone has reached the highest level, which is on par with Ji Ziling and other geniuses.

"Sect Master, Han Yonghui and the others have all passed the test of fate Zijinling and are eligible to join the sect."

The swordsman in blue robe reminded in a low voice.

He pulled out a list.

The above records are all disciples in Qingshu Sword Sect who can touch the fate of Zijinling, which has expanded to more than 200 people.

"so little?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

There are 20 million people in the entire Qingshan Realm, and there are 20,000 people who have roots, according to one thousandth.

There are only more than 200 people who are related to the Misty Sect?

Is that too little?

Ye Feng muttered in his heart.

"Sect Master, do you think there are fewer people?" Jianzu Qingshan asked quickly when he saw Ye Feng frowning.

"The eighteen ancient clans can have three or four thousand qualified disciples, which is not bad." Ye Feng did not blame.

He already knew about this in advance.

Although there are many people from the Eighteen Ancient Clan, there are very few people who can meet the conditions for joining the Misty Sect, so there is no need to blame it.

"Then, call all the qualified people now, and then recruit the third generation of disciples by the sea."

After speaking, Ye Feng waved his hand.

on the beach.

An ethereal high platform emerged.

Ye Feng was cross-legged on the futon, and a table appeared out of thin air in front of him, with the open roster on it, and neatly placed brushes, inks, and the big seal of the headmaster.

"Han Yonghui, are you still here?"

The swordsman in the blue shirt waved his hand.

"Yes!"

After touching the Zijin Ling of fate, Han Yonghui and other disciples already knew that they were qualified to join the Misty Sect.

Today, none of them could have imagined that they would be personally received by Ye Feng, the headmaster of the Misty Sect.

"Name, origin, roots, cultivation base and other information are all reported." Ye Feng dipped a brush in ink, raised his head, and looked at Han Yonghui, who was standing in front of him with a long sword on his back.

"Disciple Han Yonghui, young master of the Han family village of Feng Yuanguo, top-grade root bone, currently at the third level of Linghai realm..."

"Um."

Ye Feng nodded, applied ten times the flow rate to himself, and the writing speed was fast, almost as soon as Han Yonghui finished speaking, he had already written the information.

Snapped!

The big seal of the head fell.

"Ding, congratulations to the Sect Master for recruiting the first third-generation disciple, there are still 9999 students left to complete the task, please make persistent efforts!"

"Ding, congratulations to the sect master for triggering the hidden reward and obtaining the origin of kendo x 1. After fusion, you can get top kendo talent."

System beeps keep coming.

Ye Feng stretched out his hand, and a golden source appeared in his palm.

This thing cannot be given to a disciple.

Otherwise, Ye Feng definitely doesn't want it.

After all, the disciples will, and he will know all of them. It is better to reward the disciples than to ask for the origin of kendo.

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