Chapter 326: Master?

Qian Pi cursed in his heart, the old Taoist priest's demands were really getting more and more, but in the end he agreed.

After all, he still has to rely on the old Taoist priest. Without the old Taoist priest, he might not have survived this long.

Qian Pi said goodbye to Hidden in the Changes of Qimen and left the villa.

…

Unknowingly, it was evening and Wang Feng left the company.

He had already quietly sneaked outside the Qian family's villa, and he had already made plans to meet this fairy-like figure after cutting.

The outside of the villa was surrounded by black-clad bodyguards. These people used to be special police officers and later retired as bodyguards.

Wang Feng spent a lot of effort to clean up this group of people.

I have to say that this actor's background is very good, but it is a pity that they met Wang Feng. Not to mention a small villa, it was the former Presidential Palace of the United States. He used to come and go freely.

After knocking down the bodyguard, Wang Feng quietly sneaked in with the two of them.

As soon as he entered the villa, Wang Feng felt that the atmosphere in the villa had changed a lot.

Because of his cultivation, Wang Feng can feel the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

However, as soon as he entered the villa, he felt that the aura of heaven and earth here had changed, and it did not conform to the laws of heaven and earth.

Generally speaking, there are several things that can change aura.

First, the theory of Feng Shui in tombs. Second, the theory of Qi Men Dun Jia. Of course, there are other methods, such as legendary immortals who create a world of their own. The laws of spiritual energy in this world are also inconsistent with the laws of heaven and earth.

But it is in line with the rules of self-created world.

In the current villa, Wang Feng felt that the changes in spiritual energy here should belong to Qimen Dunjia.

Wang Feng carefully looked at the hall of the villa. Apart from the luxuriously decorated walls and furniture, there was no one around.

In other words, the place seemed deserted, but Wang Feng was able to tell that there was someone hiding somewhere in the villa.

Wang Feng could tell that the other party must have hidden himself through the Qi Gate technique, and could even change the structure of the house.

Wang Feng came to the living room. The atmosphere here was weirder than other places. Maybe the hidden person was nearby.

He braced himself with great vigilance and looked around him vigilantly.

But even if Wang Feng turned on the lights in the villa, he still couldn't find anyone.

It seems that this person is a master at hiding.

Suddenly, Wang Feng felt a strong murderous aura.

He felt a sudden chill coming from behind him.

Looking back, he saw a bright blade appearing in front of him out of thin air.

Wang Feng quickly ducked sideways.

If Wang Feng had been slower for just one second, his head would have been cut in half by the blade.

It was too dangerous just now.

Wang Feng only heard a surprised sound of "Huh" coming from not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a hoarse and old voice came out of thin air and entered Wang Feng's eardrums.

"Unexpectedly, you are also a cultivator."

"But you deserve to die."

As the words fell, countless white lights came from all directions, and they had only one purpose, which was Wang Feng.

Wang Feng dodged up and down, and he could see clearly that the so-called white light was a shining blade without a handle.

These blades seemed to appear out of thin air, heading towards Wang Feng overwhelmingly.

However, Wang Feng knew that the other party must have relied on Qimen's skills.

These blades were moved from one place to another.

He knew that the other party must have arranged the Qimen in a mysterious location, so it had such an effect.

Wang Feng sneered, although he didn't know where this strange door was.

But he knew that no matter where he was, as long as his strength was strong enough, he could definitely break it with force.

Wang Feng opened his mouth and spat out, and a small sword came out of Wang Feng's mouth.

This is Wang Feng's "One-Slash Sword."

The sword that cuts with one blow grows taller in the wind, and the sword that cuts with one blow grows to two heights.

The slashing sword stood in front of Wang Feng, and then spun quickly.

A tornado-like vortex was formed, wrapping Wang Feng within it.

All the blades were blocked.

Then, with a thought in Wang Feng's mind, the slashing sword lay horizontally in front of Wang Feng, and then one turned into two, two turned into four, and four turned into eight.

Like a dividing cell.

The number of "One-Slash Swords" increased rapidly. In less than three minutes, there were at least tens of thousands of "One-Slash Swords" in the entire villa.

Tens of thousands of swords were pointed at all directions of the villa.

Wang Feng waved his hand, and tens of thousands of swords poured out in all directions.

It's like a thousand arrows firing in ancient times.

This is the art of clone in the art of raising swords.

It can transform one sword into tens of thousands of swords in a short period of time, and it will also have the same attacks as the original sword.

Then, there was a sonorous collision sound not far from his left hand.

Then, Wang Feng took back the flying sword and focused on this position.

The sonorous voice became louder and louder, and within a minute, a voice begging for mercy came from somewhere.

"Master, can you let me go? I admit defeat."

Wang Feng sneered, and then made a gesture of "increasing the intensity of the attack."

The other party's voice became urgent, "Master, don't worry, I surrender and I will never play any tricks."

As he finished speaking, the position directly in front of Wang Feng changed.

What originally looked like a wall, now appears as a small space that can accommodate five people.

In this space, there is a table and a chair. Sitting on the chair is an old Taoist priest with a long beard.

The old Taoist priest held a small shield in his hand, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

The old Taoist priest looked at Wang Feng, breathing heavily.

It seems that it was caused by resisting the attack of ten thousand swords just now.

"Master, please spare my life."

Seeing that Wang Feng had not yet mastered his magical powers and did not care about his seniority, the old Taoist priest knelt in front of Wang Feng and begged for mercy.

The scene just now frightened him.

Tens of thousands of flying swords struck fiercely at his position. If he hadn't had a small shield that could be called a magic weapon, he might have holes all over his body now.

The old Taoist priest raised his head and looked at Wang Feng carefully.

This person looks like he is no more than twenty years old at most, but how can he have such a powerful cultivation level?

The old Taoist priest felt that he had been completely crushed just now.

The strange skills he was best at had no place in front of Wang Feng.

Is this man a monster?

Wang Feng glanced at the old Taoist priest coldly, "What happened to the cultivator you just mentioned? And why did you call me Master?"

When the old Taoist priest heard Wang Feng's words, he started to murmur in his heart.

Looking at the situation just now, the other party's cultivation level is far higher than his own.

Logically speaking, he should know.

Could it be that the other party is testing me? If I can’t answer, will I think I’m an impostor?
Chapter completed!