Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1259: Exposed Movements

But now Ye Fengsheng has started deliberately revealing his whereabouts in front of the Kunlun Cultivators. He must ensure that he is constantly monitored by the Kunlun Cultivators during his stay at Kunlun. This way, he won't inexplicably end up bearing those burdens himself!

Just like when I'm at home!

If others come with them, who can account for the deaths of these two elders?

A young monk passed by him with a sword. Suddenly, he stopped. He turned his head, listening to Ye Fengsheng's voice as he walked away. He thought for a moment, making no sound.

Ye Fengsheng seemed to notice his gaze. He stopped, turned back, and faced him directly, feeling that faint familiar breath. He slightly raised his eyebrows, then returned.

Ye Fengsheng's persistence would not embarrass Lu Mingxuan, the Kunlun Long Sword Immortal. For he is an immortal sword, and everything in the world can be cut through with a sword. Seeing that they must fight for a dead man, the Kunlun Cultivators came to assist them, explaining to Ye Fengsheng why Yu Tonghe and his corpse would die.

In the deep autumn, there's no air. With the ebb and flow of the morning mountains, Ye Fengsheng turned and passed by a Kunlun monk, finally stopping in front of the sparsely populated Star Phenomenon Pavilion. Looking at the special array on the Star Plate and its continuous changes, his mood wasn't good.

To prevent the "Bone Spirit" and "Green Eagle" from joining them, the Kunlun Alchemist did not hesitate to sell his family's information. That day, he finally changed for Lei Guandi. At the moment of death, he still planted a seed in his heart.

According to the cultivation doctrine, this old issue may be insignificant, but even Ye Fengsheng had to speak the word "senior" seriously and respectfully.

Such a great cultivator willing to sacrifice himself for others, because no one wants to help him, for he is poisonous. I don't know if this is sorrowful or laughable.

His gaze shifted to the constantly changing and moving stars on the Star Plate. Ye Feng's fingers inexplicably landed softly on his palm, but after a few breaths, his face turned red, and ears flushed.

Using manpower to calculate heaven is absurd. Let alone Ye Fengsheng. Even two elders can only rely on manpower to predict heaven. They can infer the future development of a person from different directions to find the path to fickle heaven.

Just like Ye Fengsheng, he chased the stars to deduce and pointed to divination, unprecedented, because those who dare to do so will ultimately die.

"Pff."

Difficulty erupted within, Clear Heart Formula struggling to operate simultaneously. Ye Feng's voice instantly expelled a mouthful of blood, retreating three steps. A trace of heart palpitations lingered in his clear eyes.

Only when we truly attempted to deduce heaven's path did we realize the danger. Though we just touched the surface, the danger still made him sweat.

A sharp blade sliced through the sky, landing before Ye Fengsheng.

Kunlun Long Sword Immortal Lu Mingxuan lifted the Green Frost Sword from its sheath, slowly brushing his fingertips over its scabbard, gently shaking his wrist. The scabbard emitted an angry roar of the sharp sword. At the same time, the scabbard split into two, revealing the Green Frost Sword, emitting a cold sword light.

With a few sword flowers drawn, a look of reluctance flashed in Lu Di's eyes, then he immediately cut it off, handing the Green Frost Sword to Ye Fengsheng: "Green Frost Sword, two feet six inches, two pounds, two beams, can reduce sun, moon, and stars."

Ye Feng looked at the hilt in front of him, raised his eyebrows, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, and asked: "What do you mean?"

"That day, when the stars played on Kunlun, I knew there was General Lei Xing. I was specially dispatched around the world to save people. However, I was delayed by Old Yu, leading to Lei Xing's disaster. If you don't wave the sword towards the sky, Yangzhou will surely perish, harming countless people. That's my fault."

Lu Mingxuan said: "I heard you lost a sword during the Heavenly Thunder. Today, I'll give you a sword."

"The Green Frost Sword is yours, it won't be disgraced."

Ye Fengsheng smiled, stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt, swept towards the sky alone, wielding the sword, flying through the sky, inch by inch, breaking clouds between heaven and earth.

An endless sharp sword was born.

Perhaps because it knew it was leaving its original master, the Green Frost Sword emitted a buzzing sound, merging to trigger that infinite sword thunder between heaven and earth, piercing the sky with its sharp sword whistling.

Lu Mingxuan's hands unknowingly trembled. After a moment of silence, he clenched them into fists.

In the sky, swords roared with anger, clouds and waves magnificent, but because of swords, they blew series after series of blossoms. At a glance, they couldn't tell apart the blue sky and the sea.

The figure in the sky disappeared, but the Green Frost Sword was deeply embedded in the ground before Lu Mingxuan. The sword body constantly trembled, as if joyfully crying.

"What do you mean by this?"

Lu Mingxuan raised his head, looking at the distant dignified figure.

"One sword can sever cause and effect." You are too conceited. I lost a sword under the punishment of Lei Ting, but that wasn't the only loss. If I didn't fight that day, if I died under Heavenly Thunder that day."

Since he is a cultivator, he must be different. Those capable usually have temperaments. Even under many elders' orders, the Kunlun monks suppressed hatred towards Ye Fengsheng. But after all, some couldn't let go, especially after Ye Fengsheng swaggered at Kunlun, reciting the Supreme Eternal Green Scripture countless times, proving difficult to emulate.

A sudden wind arose, Ye Fengsheng opened his eyes to see a Kunlun monk standing before him. His eyes weren't as calm as a half-immature person should, but filled with a sense of self-control.

He didn't bother to get up. Ye Fengsheng glanced at him lightly, turned his head, and asked: "What's the matter?"

The Kunlun Cultivator got angrier. He lowered his head and shouted: "Ye Fengsheng, do you remember Peng Chu!"

Ye Fengsheng waved his hand, casually replying: "I don't remember."

The cultivator's eyes widened: "How can you not remember after just a few days! He was killed by you in the Lu Family!"

"Those who have died at my hands are gone. Only a cultivator cannot count them all. Do I need to remember their names? Will I go burn paper and wax for them next Qingming?"

Ye Fengsheng was casual, without taboo.

"You!"

The Kunlun Cultivator was so infuriated his face turned red, gasping for breath: "Ye Fengsheng! You are truly arrogant!"

He turned interestedly, Ye Feng asked puzzledly: "Are you seeking revenge for him?"

The Kunlun Cultivator immediately replied: "Peng Chu was my friend of many years. He was killed by you. Even if the elders have ordered, I can't ignore him! Today Ye Fengsheng..."

"Alright, alright,"

Ye Feng impatiently waved his hand: "I know. I'm here to die. I've seen many like you, hurry up."

"You!"

The Kunlun Alchemist was one of them. He was dissatisfied: "Don't you ask who I am?"

"Is it necessary?"

Ye Fengsheng raised his eyelids: "So many people want to kill me every day. In Kunlun alone, you might not be second or thirtieth. You're not at the forefront. Today, I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you into the lineup and take me to the brink of death in advance."

His expression changed for a moment. The Kunlun Brother angrily said: "I am too! Ye Fengsheng! How dare you be so arrogant!"