Chapter 1843 If You Strike First, You Will Still Die!

As bursts of colorful light rose, a dream-like power surrounded Ye Yun, and some kind of magical power quietly invaded his brain without warning.

After feeling this dream-like power, Ye Yun did not resist the power, but took advantage of it and closed his eyes.

The sect leader of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, after the conversation just now, couldn't get anything useful out of his mouth, so he was going to use the method of falling asleep to explore his background.

This woman wants to cheat on Ye Yun's background. Why doesn't Ye Yun not want to cheat on her?

"This little monk's cultivation level is still too low. He is completely unable to resist my dream-returning supernatural power..."

Seeing Ye Yun close his eyes, the woman in red smiled slightly, with a hint of victory flashing in her eyes.

next moment.

The colorful light covered the entire hall, and she closed her beautiful eyes, preparing to enter Ye Yun's dream.

The familiar feeling towards Ye Yun made her very curious, because after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, no one had ever made her feel like this.

Therefore, the woman in red used the magical power of dreaming to try to enter Ye Yun's dream to learn all the information about Ye Yun.

As long as she is affected by the magical power of Menghui - in the dream, she is like a creator. She will say whatever she wants Ye Yun to say, and whatever picture she wants to see will appear.

The consciousness of the woman in red flew out from between her eyebrows and turned into a ray of light that sank into Ye Yun's eyebrows.

"Ye Yun's dream looks so strange..."

As soon as she entered Ye Yun's dream, the woman in red was dumbfounded.

It was completely white all around, and there wasn't even a human figure.

This caught her a little off guard.

Where did Ye Yun go?

"Sir Sect Leader, welcome to my dream world..."

Ye Yun's laughter echoed in the vast space.

As soon as he finished speaking, the white world suddenly turned into darkness!

In the tidal darkness, the woman in red suddenly felt cold all over, and had an indescribable sense of helplessness.

"How is this possible? In your dream world, I can't make the decision!"

The woman in red raised her arms and shouted, looking extremely excited.

Her dream-returning magical power actually failed this time.

As the leader of the Ninth-Rank Sword Sect, she is a strong person at the fourth level of the Immortal King Realm. With such cultivation, she used the dream-returning magical power to deal with a young monk at the first level of the Immortal King Realm, and she actually suffered a disastrous defeat!

This was really unexpected to her!

"Don't say you can't be the master. Even if the law of heaven comes, it will be the same. You can't be the master in my dream world..."

Ye Yun smiled slightly.

At this moment, he has appeared opposite the woman in red. In the silent black space, the distance between the two is less than three meters, but the other party knows nothing about it.

This is Ye Yun's dream, so he has supreme rights.

When Ye Yun was talking, the woman in red's eyes began to wander, her whole person entered an illusory state, and she slowly closed her eyes.

So she didn't hear Ye Yun's words.

The silent space suddenly became brighter. Ye Yun carefully looked at the face of the woman in red, and the familiar feeling in his heart became stronger.

"What's your name?"

Ye Yun asked.

"My name is Feng Yi."

The woman in red moved her lips slightly and made a sound like she was talking in her sleep.

She is now completely controlled by Ye Yun, but she still knows nothing about it.

Feng Yi?

Hearing this name, a flash of lightning seemed to flash through his mind, and a look of sudden realization suddenly appeared on Ye Yun's face.

He finally knew why this woman was so familiar!

Because this Feng Yi looks very similar to Feng Mu.

Because they were only three points similar, Ye Yun didn't think about it at all.

Now, the name of the master of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect was revealed, which reminded Ye Yun of Feng Mu!

"Interesting, her surname is also Feng..."

Ye Yun murmured to himself, his interested eyes falling on Feng Yi's face, and after a moment he asked again: "Do you have Feng Clan blood in you?"

"No."

Feng Yi answered obediently.

Ye Yun nodded. He indeed did not feel the blood of the Feng clan from Feng Yi.

Feng Yi in the main hall is just an immortal and does not have any demon blood in his body.

"It can't be such a coincidence... This shouldn't be a coincidence."

Ye Yun's eyes kept flashing.

It is undeniable that there are indeed people who look similar in this world, but they look similar and both have the surname Feng, which is a bit intriguing.

Ye Yun waved his hand gently, and a long river of time appeared in front of his eyes. Countless scenes flowed through the long river of time.

Feng Yi was everywhere in all the scenes.

From the moment she was born to the present, all her experiences over tens of thousands of years have flowed in this long river of time.

Ye Yun watched intently, looking for possible clues.

"Um?"

Ye Yun's expression changed, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

After seeing Feng Yi reach the Immortal King Realm, he would practice in seclusion for a month within a specific time every ten years.

This month's time is really short and insignificant for a strong Immortal King Realm person.

But Ye Yun discovered that every time Feng Yi came out of seclusion, his whole body would be extremely depressed and his vitality would be severely damaged, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

This is not normal!

Feng Yi is a powerful person in the Immortal King Realm. It is absolutely impossible for him to suffer such a serious injury in just one month of seclusion!

After the retreat, Feng Yi tried his best to swallow all kinds of natural treasures and miraculous medicines to regain his health.

By observing the memory, Ye Yun found that Feng Yi didn't know why he had to go into seclusion and why his vitality was severely damaged.

It seems that there is a mysterious force that secretly drives her to practice in seclusion for a month in every "July of the Tenth Year".

"July……"

Ye Yun said to himself, and the Big Dipper suddenly appeared in his mind.

He was suddenly startled.

Could it be that this Feng Yi was possessed by some kind of seven-star magical power?

In the main hall of the sect leader, Ye Yun opened his eyes and observed Feng Yi's body with his purple devil eyes.

After some observation, Ye Yun found nothing.

"Strange……"

Ye Yun had a strange look on his face. He always felt that the situation in front of him was extremely abnormal.

"There are still two months left, it will be July, which happens to be the tenth year! When Feng Yi goes into seclusion, I will come over to find out..."

Ye Yun thought for a while and then made a decision.

Now that he has arrived at the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, he has just practiced for two months. After July, he will enter the sect master's hall to see how Feng Yi's vitality has been severely damaged.

After making the decision, Ye Yun returned to the dreamland, made some arrangements for Feng Yi's dream, and then woke up Feng Yi.

"Alas, I found nothing. My familiarity with Ye Yun is as if I have to go into seclusion every ten years. I can't find any answers..."

Feng Yi, who woke up, sighed, then exited Ye Yun's sea of ​​consciousness and returned to his body again.

The colorful lights around him disappeared, and Ye Yun also opened his eyes.

"What happened? Why do you feel like you're asleep?"

Ye Yun opened his eyes, with a look of shock on his face, and said falsely.

"Don't be nervous, I just investigated you secretly and didn't find anything detrimental to the Ninth Grade Sword Sect..."

Feng Yi smiled slightly.

No matter how you say it, a peerless monster like Ye Yun is worthy of the ninth-grade sword sect spending a lot of money to train him.

"Lord Sect Leader, you don't have to be so careful, right?"

Ye Yun spread his hands and pretended to smile bitterly.

"There is no way, a peerless monster like you is rare, I must investigate clearly..."

Feng Yi shook his head and smiled, and then said with a serious face: "As compensation, you can directly become a disciple of Duxiu Peak's Tianjiao, and you can practice the nine major sword techniques of the Ninth-Rank Sword Sect at will without any restrictions!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Ye Yun clasped his hands and pretended to be polite.

I have to say that this beautiful female sect leader of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect is very outstanding in terms of knowledge and courage.

It really caught Ye Yun's eyes.

Ye Yun left the main hall of the sect, and under the leadership of the woman in green clothes from before, he completed all the procedures for moving into Duxiu Peak.

There is a cave on the mountainside of Duxiu Peak, where a small number of Duxiu Peak disciples practice.

Duxiu Peak is the place of the sect leader.

The masters of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect have always recruited very few disciples, so the total number of disciples in Duxiu Peak now does not exceed one hundred.

There is only one Daozi.

There are thirty Tianjiao disciples, and the rest are elite disciples.

There are no ordinary disciples.

…

The news that Ye Yun had become the disciple of Duxiu Peak's Tianjiao quickly spread throughout the entire Ninth-Rank Sword Sect like wings.

The peak masters of the nine peaks were also extremely shocked at this moment.

No one expected that the sect leader would make an exception and admit this young man named Ye Yun, and directly promote him to a genius disciple.

This rarely happened in the past practice.

After all, this person has not yet formally practiced the ninth-level swordsmanship.

As for Zhou Wuji and Leng Youyue, their cultivation levels are there, so they can only win the title of genius disciple.

"As expected of Ye Yun, he is now on equal footing with me..."

On the sixth peak, Zhou Wuji looked at the misty sea of ​​clouds, feeling filled with emotion.

He is now a talented disciple of the Sixth Peak, so he can only start practicing with the Three Light Sword Technique.

As for Ye Yun, a talented disciple of Duxiu Peak, he could directly practice the nine sword techniques without any restrictions.

This made Zhou Wuji envious.

Similarly, Leng Youyue, who was in another cave, was extremely envious after learning the news.

"Ye Yun, I am able to join the Ninth Grade Sword Sect, this time it all depends on you! If I succeed in swordsmanship in the future, I will definitely be very grateful to you..."

Leng Youyue murmured to herself, and a hint of tenderness flashed through her usually cold eyes at this moment.

The ninth peak.

"It's really too much. Ye Yun can be directly promoted to the Tianjiao disciple even though he is only at the first level of the Immortal Lord Realm. Isn't this a slap in the face to all the Tianjiao disciples of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect?"

Huo Dongyang was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and anger surged on his face.

After thinking about it, he sent out a sound-transmitting flying sword.

The person who sheathed the sword was none other than a talented disciple of Duxiu Peak.

This person's name is Zhu Liang, and he is at the ninth level of the Immortal Lord Realm.

Huo Dongyang had a very good relationship with Zhu Liang, and it was he who helped Zhu Liang enter the Ninth Grade Sword Sect.

Soon, a sound-transmitting flying sword flew back.

"Senior Brother Dongyang, we at Duxiu Peak also have some opinions on this Ye Yun. Even if we don't need you to transmit the message, we will still find opportunities to discuss with him..."

Zhu Liang's voice came out from the sound-transmitting flying sword.

"Very good, then let Zhu Haohao teach this guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth a lesson!"

Huo Dongyang grinned.

In his opinion, it was too easy for Zhu Liang to deal with a little Ye Yun.

Anyway, the reason was just an honest discussion, and it did not violate the sect's regulations.

On Duxiu Peak.

Zhu Liang found several Tianjiao disciples and came to Ye Yun's cave in an aggressive manner.

"Ye Yun!"

Not even a day into practicing in the cave at Duxiu Peak, Ye Yun heard someone calling his name outside.

"Are you here to cause trouble?"

Ye Yun smiled faintly. It seemed that his status as a talented disciple had caused dissatisfaction among many people in Duxiu Peak.

Ye Yun walked out of the cave.

"Are you guys okay?"

Ye Yun looked at Zhu Liang and others and asked calmly.

Zhu Liang crossed his arms, licked his lips, and said with a smile: "Ye Yun, do you dare to spar with me?"

"Discuss?"

Ye Yun shook his head and smiled: "What's the point?"

"Haha, are you scared?"

A young man behind Zhu Liang couldn't help laughing loudly.

"How boring is it to compete? Why don't we go to the stage of life and death and decide life and death in a battle? This will be exciting!"

Ye Yun smiled slightly.

On the stage of life and death?

Zhu Liang and others were stunned. How dare Ye Yun, who is at the first level of the Immortal Lord Realm, dare to go to the stage of life and death?

Isn't it because of this level of cultivation that you are looking for death?

Zhu Liang sneered: "Ye Yun, are you looking for death?"

"Who is looking for death? Let me ask you, do you have the courage?"

Ye Yun asked.

"Why don't you dare? Anyway, after signing the life and death certificate and going on the life and death stage, even if I accidentally kill you, I will not bear any responsibility..."

Zhu Liang chuckled.

"Lead the way."

Ye Yun waved his hand, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

If he doesn't kill one or two people, I'm afraid he won't be able to live peacefully in seclusion, so Ye Yun plans to kill chickens to scare monkeys this time and establish his authority in the Ninth Grade Sword Sect.

After a while.

A group of people came to the bottom of the life and death platform and signed a life and death certificate.

Along the way, the news of the contest between Zhu Liang and Ye Yun at the Life and Death Platform had been quietly spread, so many disciples from Jiu Feng came under the Life and Death Platform.

Everyone was eagerly looking forward to seeing who would be the final winner of this battle, Ye Yun or Zhu Liang.

"This Zhu Liang is really fooling around..."

In the main hall of the sect leader, Feng Yi looked at the stage of life and death in the distance, his face full of sullenness.

If Zhu Liang was on the fifth level of the Immortal King Realm, Feng Yi would not be worried, but Zhu Liang was on the ninth level of the Immortal King Realm. This level of cultivation would have a huge suppressive effect on Ye Yun.

In this battle, Ye Yun would never be able to defeat Zhu Liang on his own.

Unless there is some trump card.

Regarding this life-and-death fight, Feng Yi would not let it go and would naturally stop it at the critical moment.

But before that, she also wanted to see Ye Yun's true strength.

Not only Feng Yi was paying attention to this life and death battle, but all the senior officials of the Immortal King Realm of the Ninth Grade Sword Sect were also paying attention.

After all, this is a life-and-death battle between two talented disciples of Duxiu Peak. No matter which side dies, it will be a huge loss for Duxiu Peak.

Even if the sect master doesn't take action, they, the Immortal Kings, will intervene at critical moments and never let anyone die.

"Master, there are many people paying attention to this life and death battle..."

Doutian Immortal Ape's voice suddenly sounded in Ye Yun's ears.

"It doesn't matter, no one can stop me from killing a blind thing!"

Ye Yun said faintly.

After finishing speaking, he jumped onto the stage of life and death, drew his sword and pointed it at Zhu Liang opposite.

"Ye Yun, your cultivation level is lower than mine, I'll let you take the first shot!"

Zhu Liang smiled proudly.

At this moment, there were so many brothers and sisters below the life and death stage observing this battle, so he couldn't lose his masterly demeanor.

"You will die as soon as I draw my sword, it's better for you to take action!"

Ye Yun chuckled.

"Too arrogant, then I will do as you wish!"

Zhu Liang was furious when he heard this and struck Ye Yun with his sword.

Ye Yun also took action.

At this moment, he activated the Death Sword.

An astonishing sword light fell on Zhu Liang instantly.

Zhu Liang was split into two and died on the spot.

The scene was deathly silent.

"I forgot to mention that even if you strike first, you will still die!"

Ye Yun put away his sword and smiled softly.