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The School of Sword Arts, Sect Leader, Ye Chonglou heard his daughter's words and was shocked. The Phoenix's Cry Sword Art was a secret that was not passed down by the sect master, only his disciples and children were allowed to learn it.

This was also the teachings of his ancestor, Ye Lin. This was clearly stated in his ancestor's family letter. Ye Chonglou took out a painting, on it was the Ye Family's code, and underneath it were two young people.

"Wan'er, look at this. This is our family's teachings that we have to follow for generations. I really don't understand how that young man learned the Phoenix's Cry Sword Technique." Ye Chen was confused.

Ye Wan looked at the drawing and gradually, fear appeared in her eyes.

"Impossible, impossible …" She retreated in a daze.

It was also Ye Wan's first time seeing this painting, but it actually showed this kind of attitude. This made Ye Chonglou very surprised.

"Wan-Er, what happened to you?"

"Father, I want to ask, is that young man kneeling before our ancestor?" Ye Wan took a deep breath with a weird look on her face.

"Yes, it's our ancestor Ye Lin." Ye Chen said.

"Who is that young man who stood there and accepted the worship of our ancestors?"

Ye Wan asked anxiously.

"This... "It is written in our family book that he has shown great kindness to the Ye family. It is the two sword techniques that he passed down to our ancestors that made the Ye family exist."

Ye Chen said with a face full of respect.

"What a pity. We, the Ye Clan, have existed for tens of thousands of years. Several thousand years ago, we were the overlords of the east continent. However, we don't know why it began to decline."

Ye Chen sighed and said slowly.

Ye Wan was shocked and her heart was in turmoil.

"Father, I saved a young man the day before yesterday. The more I look at this painting, the more I think it looks like him, and he knows our Ye Clan's Phoenix Cry Sword Art. You also said that our Ye Clan has never spread it to anyone, and even I, have only given you one and a half moves."

"Little Yan is your disciple, you didn't even hand her over, then how did this youth do it?"

Ye Chonglou's face changed dramatically when he heard it.

"Where is he!?" "Quick, take me to see it."

Ye Wan nodded her head heavily and brought her father to her yard.

Along the way, Ye Chen and Xiao Xiao was worried about Ling Hao. Who was it that knew the Ye Family's martial art?

In the courtyard where Ling Hao was, Yue Ming was lying at the entrance, his face dark and indecisive. His body was constantly moving backwards, and upon closer inspection, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

He had angrily attacked just now. He had expected to kill this youth with a single palm strike, but he hadn't expected that the white-clothed youth in front of him would suddenly spit out blood and fall to the ground with a wave of his arm.

He no longer had the strength to fight back.

To him, it was absolutely terrifying!

"If you dare to kill me, you will suffer all the pain." Ling Hao laughed, and ignored Yue Ming's trembling appearance as he walked towards him. Walking in front of him, he raised his leg and stepped towards Yue Ming's left arm.

Next, the right arm.

A lump of flesh fell to the ground, and the smell of blood filled the air.

Shrill, earth-shaking cries echoed in the courtyard.

Ye Chen opened the door and saw Yue Ming bawling on the ground.

The two of them felt terror in their hearts.

He was the son of the Godly Tiger Sect's Patriarch, Yue Ru Long.

"What happened?" Ye Wan's heart skipped a beat. She had only left for a short while, and when she returned, she actually saw the usually arrogant and despotic Yue Ming lying on the ground like a dog, howling.

Ye Wan also did not like Yue Ming at all. All these years, she had relied on his status and acted tyrannically in the Sword Dao Sect, even ruining a few of her maids. That time, she really wanted her father to kill him.

However, because she was affected by this, if she really offended this young sect master, the God Tiger Sect would definitely make trouble for her. At that time, the sect that was weaker than the others would definitely be crushed.

This was what Ye Chen and Ye Wan didn't want to see.

"Bastard, you better kill me or I'll make you die a graveless death today!" Yue Ming's eyes were scarlet red. He endured the pain, his body trembling as he looked at Ling Hao with murderous intent.

Ling Hao walked in front of him, slowly squatted, and said with a smile: "This is the second time you've tried to kill me."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Use whatever tricks you have." Ling Hao stood up with an indifferent expression.

"Hahaha, you bastard! You will regret saying those words! "My dad is the Godly Tiger Sect's and the Sect Leader. Go and ask that old fellow Ye Chen if he dares to disrespect me."

"You just wait and see. In a while, I will use the most brutal torture instruments to torture you until you beg for death!"

Yue Ming's eyes were bloodshot as he tried his best to not let himself faint on the ground. He took out a piece of talisman and blew on it, and the talisman flew up into the sky, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, "My father, as well as the four great guards of the Divine Tiger Sect, will be here soon. Kneel down now, if I am in a good mood, then I will torture you less.

He wanted to see Ling Hao tremble, because in the entire Qiyang Empire, other than the Xuanyun Sect, Myriad Demons Sect, and Tyrannical Sky Sect, there was no one else. The Godly Tiger Sect was the most powerful sect.

However, he was disappointed. Ling Hao wasn't scared out of his wits. With a bright smile, he said, "I can kill you now. I'll have your Divine Tiger Sect accompany you in death later."