Chapter 18 Fighting requires using your brain
Ye Yang saw the opponent's iconic soft sword.

Thinking about what the group of men in the restaurant said just now, I thought of the other party's name.

"Are you a disciple of Feitian Sect?"

Lu Qi's pupils shrank. If others knew him, they would naturally know his attack methods.

On the contrary, he knew nothing about the other party.

An ordinary steel knife, ordinary looks, ordinary clothes.

He is not like Wang Dongfei from Feitianmen, who is arrogant and has nostrils on his face.

He is not as famous as the "Flying Tiger" Li Bayuan, nor is he as kind-hearted as the "Xia Sanlang" Zhang Buer.

As for Yan Qingying, let alone her gender.

But the more such a person is, the more dangerous he is, because he knows nothing about the opponent, and does not know the opponent's attack methods and weaknesses.

What he didn't know was that Ye Yang was a low-key person in Feitian Sect and rarely went out.

Even the disciples in the sect, apart from knowing that he was good at using swords, had no idea about his skills and attack methods.

Not to mention outsiders.

However, this did not hinder Lu Qi's attack. He swung the soft sword in his hand into a sword flower and attacked Ye Yang from the four directions of east, south, west and north. Ye Yang retreated towards the cave entrance.
Lu Qi was worried that there might be a trap, so he didn't enter the cave and stood still.

Ye Yang knew that he was a cautious person.

In the world of cultivating immortals, only by being cautious can one live a better life.

Being cautious can help you achieve a thousand miles, while being reckless can prevent you from taking a single step forward.

But Ye Yang was more cautious than him.

Lu Qi pointed the sword at Wang Huan.

"If you stay in the cave and don't come out, I will kill him with my sword."

But Ye Yang was not threatened at all, as if he didn't hear it and didn't take him seriously at all.

Lu Qi was furious, but he forced himself to calm down.

Just when his emotions changed and he became dazed.

A figure, like a mountain pressing down on his head, attacked him waving a knife.

The terrain here is narrow and Lu Qi is unfamiliar with the topography, so even if he uses all his martial arts, he can barely hold on.

Ye Yang struck at the head with a single blow, each blow being faster than the last.

Under the Fengshuang Sword Technique, frost condensed all around and gusts of cold wind blew.

The temperature in this small space quickly dropped, further stiffening Lu Qi's body.

Lu Qi's sword swinging speed gradually slowed down.

At the critical moment, Lu Qi dodged and quickly turned the hilt of the soft sword to block the blade, and the sword swept across Ye Yang's waist.

He threw out a golden talisman in his hand.

The talisman turned into a flying locust sword light and was shot out again.

Seeing that the opponent's flying locust sword talisman was coming at him with great force, Ye Yang did not dare to use his body to block it. He stepped forward and jumped up to avoid the attack.

Lu Qi was overjoyed when he saw this, and while Ye Yang's body was suspended in the air and had not yet hit the ground, he swept towards Ye Yang's feet, intending to cut off Ye Yang's ankles.

But Ye Yang had already anticipated his move, and before the soft sword arrived, he stepped diagonally on the stone wall with his right foot.

He took advantage of the momentum and exerted force. Instead of falling, he jumped several feet to the left.

After Ye Yang dodged, the soft sword only touched his calf, and there was a sound like cutting cloth, but Ye Yang did not scream as he imagined. Instead, while he was drawing his sword, he made a feint and the sword light attacked from three directions.

When it was halfway in the air, the sword light suddenly split, the sword light suddenly increased, and the sword light was divided into ten parts and slashed forward.

One sword kills ten!

A unique skill he had just mastered.

Amidst ten flashing knife lights, Ye Yang stabbed into Lu Qi's waist and abdomen at an astonishing speed.

Blood is flying!

Lu Qi covered his wound, his face pale.

"One sword, ten kills! You are definitely not an ordinary person to be able to comprehend one sword, ten kills. Who are you? I have never heard of you among the young disciples of Feitian Sect."

Lu Qi shouted, but Ye Yang still didn't answer him. He was trying to kill him while he was sick!

"Villains die from talking too much!"

Ye Yang muttered to himself, and swung the steel knife in his hand faster. With a "swish", another ray of blade light cut into Lu Qi's thigh.

Blood splattered and sprayed on Ye Yang's face.

But Ye Yang was not affected at all. He turned the knife handle with both hands, with the blade facing upward, ready to cut open Lu Qi's stomach.

Lu Qi shouted: "Not good."

At this moment, he was extremely weak, and he didn't know where the anger came from. He used both hands and took out a stack of talismans.

The talisman was activated by magic power and turned into flying locusts and sword lights that were thrown out like raindrops.

He ran out of the cave frantically.

"You want to run, but have you asked me?"

Although Lu Qi escaped quickly, Ye Yang used the tip of the knife to cut several bloody grooves four or five inches long on his back in a panic.

On the other side, the Flying Locust Swords came like raindrops, and it was too late for Ye Yang to dodge.

He just brandished the sword in his hand while relying on the inner armor made of the back skin of a ferocious crocodile to hold on.

Jingle bells! Jingle bells!
The steel knife swung in a circle, blocking all around. Most of the flying locust swords were blocked, and a small part of the sword light passed through the defense net formed by the knife circle and hit him.

However, the steel knife and the giant crocodile's inner armor dissipated most of the force and did not cause any harm to him.

When he stood still, he found that Lu Qi had already escaped to somewhere unknown.

Wang Huan on the side looked at Ye Yang with envy. The disciples of these sects were indeed different. They had both resources and famous teachers to teach them.

Whether in terms of fighting, talent or cultivation, they left those casual cultivators who made a living by digging for food in the fields and making a living in the mountains far behind.

However, I heard that there is a sect that seems to want to recruit Master.

If the master entered the sect, wouldn't he also be able to rise to prominence and become a disciple of the sect?

Wang Huan thought to himself.

After Lu Qi escaped, Ye Yang did not chase him, but quietly digested the combat experience just now.

He was quite satisfied with the power of killing ten with one sword.

After passing through another stone cave, the view suddenly opened up and we arrived at the top of the mountain.

Everyone in the world thought that Shaoyang Cave was a cave residence, even Ye Yang thought so, but they never imagined that there was another world inside the cave, and that the cave led directly to the top of the mountain.

Thanks to Yiwu Taohua for the recommendation and 100 starting coins. Thank you again!!! Shanch
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