Chu Yunqing's sudden question made Ye Chengfeng a little stunned, but he still nodded quickly in response.

"Yes, of course there is." Ye Chengfeng said.

Because of the division of martial arts in the early years, place names such as Beidi and Nanjiang were also used among alchemists or merchants. For example, when describing northern states and counties, if there are too many words, the term "Beidi" will be unified.

Northland generally refers to the north of the divine capital until Tianmen Pass, the boundary between the Dayu Dynasty and the Prairie Royal Court.

Southern Xinjiang refers to the southwest area of ​​Shuzhou, with Huangling as the boundary, and the southeast is called Jiangnan.

At this time, hearing Chu Yunqing suddenly mention the alchemists from the North and South Xinjiang, Ye Chengfeng felt wary. He suddenly remembered the mysterious techniques he had used in previous battles.

"Did this person recognize the inheritance of the mysterious techniques I used after he returned?" Ye Chengfeng thought in his mind, "If this is the case, then there may be a knowledgeable alchemist behind this person, but I don't know who he is.

I didn’t recognize the art of incarnation.”

As mentioned before, he is different from ordinary people. His attitude towards mysticism and magical powers has always been practical. Regardless of whether it is orthodox or heretical, or whether it is a heretical or occult technique, as long as it can achieve his goal,

Or whatever makes him feel convenient, he can learn and use it.

It's just that they can be used according to the situation. As for the difference between good and evil, Ye Chengfeng knows it in his heart, but he doesn't care.

Just like this forbidden art of cloning in southern Xinjiang, which has such potential and will improve greatly after being practiced, he will definitely not let it go. After he got it, he thought it was his opportunity and practiced it without stopping.

As for the mysterious art of inviting gods in the north and the witchcraft in the southern border, at that time, he felt that Chu Yunqing might be from a sect or a person with a special status in the sect. If not, there would be similar fortune cards in the sect.

Or there are treasures like soul lamps.

This kind of treasure has a function. As the name suggests, it can tell whether a person is alive or dead, even if it is thousands of miles away. When the person dies, the lamp goes out and the life tablet is broken.

The most important thing is that there may be someone in his sect who possesses secret powers. From the broken life tablets or soul lamps, we can see some clues, such as the method by which he died.

Although this is accurate and approximate, if you are an alchemist, you are naturally sensitive to mystical arts. Even if Ye Chengfeng disposes of the body immediately, the other party will still know what mystical arts Chu Yunqing died from.

That's why Ye Chengfeng didn't use the Qingjing Sect's mystical skills. It wasn't that the Qingjing Sect wasn't good at killing. It was just that under the circumstances at that time, he had many considerations. And when it comes to defeating the enemy with one move in a life-and-death fight, of course it's better to ask

Divine magic comes first.

Besides, Chu Yunqing came to kill him. Of course he knew that he was from the Qingjing Sect, so he would be on guard, but he definitely didn't expect that Ye Chengfeng would do something strange.

In general, Ye Chengfeng's response at that time was worthy of his scheming characteristics, but now, Chu Yunqing's probing questions made him a little tired of dealing with it, for fear that if he made a mistake, he would be exposed and lead to death.

Therefore, he pretended not to care and asked: "Why does this hero suddenly ask about this?"

Chu Yunqing said casually: "When he killed your boss Ye earlier, he used the methods of alchemists from the north and south Xinjiang respectively, which was a bit strange."

Ye Chengfeng subconsciously said: "Why is it strange?"

"It is said that he is a once-in-a-hundred-year genius from the Qingjing Sect, but how can he not even use his own mystical skills in a life-and-death fight?" Chu Yunqing said with a smile, "Sure enough, it is hard to live up to his reputation."

Ye Chengfeng is a proud man. When he heard what he said, he couldn't help but wonder: "Maybe he has other considerations. After all, in a life-and-death battle, you don't follow the script. You have to have the most appropriate response."

Chu Yunqing asked doubtfully: "Do you still know how to fight in actual combat?"

Ye Chengfeng smiled dryly and said: "In Qintian Prison, you still have to understand something."

Chu Yunqing nodded, "I think you will be promising, much better than that idiot Ye Chengfeng."

"Grass bag?" Ye Chengfeng smacked it.

"Yes, I suspect that he is not a genius at all. Maybe he was just promoted by Qingjing Sect to act as a front. Later, he was considered a genius, so he pretended to be confused." Chu Yunqing said, as if he was interested.

He came over and sat down, and said slightly excitedly: "I heard that there is a little Taoist named Qingshui in Qingjingmen. He is the real genius. Ye Chengfeng is not even qualified to carry his shoes!"

Ye Chengfeng felt angry and gritted his teeth: "How do you know this?"

Chu Yunqing had a smile on his face, a little proud of himself, "Of course I heard it with my own ears. I have also seen that Qing Shui. He is indeed a beautiful dragon and phoenix. He is indeed the pride of heaven."

Ye Chengfeng held the hand of the cattail leaf fan with slight force, and said as if carelessly: "I didn't expect that a good man would know a high disciple of the Qingjing Sect. It seems that his identity is not simple."

"Hey, this is nothing." Chu Yunqing looked as if he didn't care, but there was pride in his eyes.

Ye Chengfeng then asked: "If you are optimistic about Han martial arts, is it possible that you are also from a sect?"

Chu Yunqing smiled mysteriously and didn't say much.

Ye Chengfeng felt that he had caught something vaguely, and he felt a little anxious, and said quickly: "What's not to say? The hero killed Ye Chengfeng, and he became famous because of it."

"Get famous?" Chu Yunqing raised his eyebrows.

Ye Chengfeng chuckled lightly, "In life, fame and wealth are two important things. How can a man be born in this world without a name?"

Chu Yunqing's eyes were slightly dark.

"But for a idiot like Ye Chengfeng, what's the use of being famous? Why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy under my fist?" He said with disdain: "In the end, someone just punched him and killed him.

"

As he spoke, Chu Yunqing stood up and made a fist-pumping gesture looking down, as if he was recreating the scene where Ye Chengfeng knelt down and begged for mercy.

"I thought he was a rival, but he dared to be disrespectful to me that day, but I didn't expect him to be a loser." He curled his lips and said.

Has Ye Chengfeng ever suffered such humiliation or such face-to-face cynicism?

The most important thing is that this person is obviously exaggerating, promoting his martial arts skills and extremely belittling himself. This is simply too deceiving!

Ye Chengfeng took a deep breath and fanned harder, as if to calm down the anger in his heart.

Chu Yunqing glanced at him and said, "Do you think Ye Chengfeng is a waste?"

Ye Chengfeng gritted his teeth secretly. Before he could think of what to say, he saw the person in front of him looking at him with burning eyes, as if he wanted to get a definite answer from him.

The feeling in his chest was almost unbearable.

Chu Yunqing smiled and said, "Why, could it be that this idiot has accumulated so much power that you don't dare to speak out anymore?"

Ye Chengfeng reluctantly smiled in agreement.

Chu Yunqing slammed the table.

Ye Chengfeng was suddenly startled.

The next moment, Chu Yunqing said: "Brother Fang, don't worry, I've already killed that idiot, so I'll give you some relief!"

Ye Chengfeng took a deep breath and kept telling himself in his heart that the other party may have known the straw man's secret, so he came back, and he must not expose it.

At this moment, Chu Yunqing suddenly said: "Ye Chengfeng, the herbs are burnt."

Ye Chengfeng glanced at the casserole subconsciously. For a moment, there was genuine surprise and anxiety on his face, and there were also subtle movements of leaning forward and reaching out.

The next moment, his expression changed drastically.

Chu Yunqing smiled slightly, but before the smile fully emerged, he had already prepared a punch and hit the man in front of him in the face.

The change happened so fast that people couldn't react at all.

But after all, Ye Chengfeng practiced the art of clones and cut out distracting thoughts. At this critical moment, he barely reacted and rolled aside in a hurry.

However, although his reaction was not slow, it was not timely and he could not completely avoid it.

Chu Yunqing's punch had already contained evil intentions, and it was a sudden sneak attack, fast and heavy. Even if it just brushed Ye Chengfeng's shoulder, it shattered his entire left shoulder, and even his arm fell limply.

Ye Chengfeng rolled to his feet on the ground, cold sweat could be seen on his forehead, and he was breathing heavily, with a look of pain on his face.

Chu Yunqing waved his hand with some pity. When he stood up, the lights were behind him, and a huge shadow enveloped Ye Chengfeng.

"How did you find out?" Ye Chengfeng was also a bachelor at this time and knew that he could no longer hide it.

His left shoulder was blood-red, and broken bones had pierced through his flesh and clothes, leaving him naked and white. The blood on it looked strange under the light.

Chu Yunqing looked at the other party's unwilling look and said calmly: "You were not surprised at all when you heard that I killed Ye Chengfeng, and yet you claim to be a low-level scholar in Qin Tian Prison, but you can still know that Qing Shui

identity of.

The most important thing is that when I verbally insult Ye Chengfeng, no matter how well you hide it, the changes in your energy cannot be hidden from me. It seems that you really value your reputation."

Speaking of this, he suddenly smiled and said with a slight sarcasm, "Fool."

Ye Chengfeng was immediately furious and couldn't bear it any longer.

"How dare you, an unknown person, humiliate me like this!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped his left shoulder, causing blood to splash out.

"Take my blood and turn it into a sword, here comes the bronze sword!" Ye Chengfeng shouted, quickly made a seal with the five fingers of his bloody right hand, and then pressed it in the air in front of him.

In the void, a circular formation suddenly appeared, and then the formation expanded, like a circular portal.

Chu Yunqing narrowed his eyes.

Wisps of blood floated out from Ye Chengfeng's left shoulder. It was not the ordinary kind of blood, but more like what had been melted into the water, just like peeling off a cocoon. Wisps, wisps, all floated into the blood at an extremely fast speed.

Among the formations.

Then, from the other side of the formation pattern, that is, the side facing Chu Yunqing, it was like a portal leading to the sword pool. As it unfolded, a bronze long sword lingering in blood appeared.

"Go!" Ye Chengfeng scolded.

The bronze sword seemed to slide out in slow motion, but in fact it flew rapidly. It just gave people the illusion that it was passing by slowly.

A warning sign flashed in Chu Yunqing's heart, and the flying clouds rose up under his feet and moved about within a few inches.

Ye Chengfeng snorted coldly.

The bronze long swords that passed by Chu Yunqing seemed to be attracted, and they all moved towards Chu Yunqing, as if he was a powerful magnet in the center, but these bronze long swords pointed towards him with their blades.
To be continued...