C162 (2/2)

After following Ya An to a small hut, Ya An stopped in his tracks and stood at the entrance of the courtyard.

”Master Yanning is inside. Go in.” Ya An said in a low voice.

As Ling Feng walked into the small courtyard, he couldn't help but be shocked by the numerous cracks on the ground.

These irregular cracks were all formed from the sword qi, one could tell that this Yanning master was definitely a master swordsman.

Just as he stepped into the courtyard, Ling Feng felt a sudden surge of pressure that made it difficult for him to even take a step forward.

What a strong pressure. Ling Feng clenched his teeth, but continued to enter the thatched cottage with difficulty, step by step.

The thatched cottage by the entrance of the courtyard was less than twenty meters away, yet Ling Feng had difficulty walking those twenty meters.

Finally, Ling Feng reached the entrance of the thatched cottage, and the pressure suddenly disappeared.

Ling Feng heaved a sigh of relief and knocked on the door.

”Come in!” At this moment, an elderly voice came from inside.

Ling Feng walked into the room and saw an old man seated cross-legged on a prayer mat. His eyes were slightly closed and he held a longsword in his hand.

”Junior Ling Feng greets Master Yanning.” Ling Feng politely bowed.

Yanning opened her eyes and swept her gaze across Ling Feng's body.

”Not bad, not bad. Being able to arrive here at such a young age under my pressure is indeed not simple.” Yating nodded and said in a deep voice.

”I only used the Ya Lao's pressure of the seventh floor. If I go all out, I'm afraid I won't have the ability to make it here.” Ling Feng laughed and said.

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Yanning also narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Feng with interest.

”You actually know that I've held back. It seems that I've underestimated you, but I can't guarantee you that you'll obtain the Saint Fruit by walking here. If you want to obtain the Saint Fruit, you need to take three of my moves.” Yanning said in a deep voice.

”Ya Lao, please grant me your move.” Ling Feng knew that this kind of opportunity to exchange blows with experts was hard to come by, so he treasured this chance even more.

Ya An nodded his head, his muddy old eyes suddenly flashed with a light aura, the sword in his hand suddenly swung out.

Before the sword had arrived, the sword aura had already caused Ling Feng's entire body to tremble.

But Ling Feng stabilized his state of mind and used the Snow Dragon Arts, a dragon's roar came out from the thatched cottage.

”Bam!”

A ray of sword energy heavily collided with Ling Feng's fist.

Ling Feng's body was sent flying back, and was actually sent flying back seven or eight meters by the sword aura.

Tap, tap, tap. After landing, Ling Feng took another five to six steps to stabilize his body.

Although his entire body was aching, Ling Feng had benefited greatly from this exchange with Yanning.

”Again!”

This time, Ling Feng actually took the initiative to attack the dragon blade in his hands.

”Good job!”

Ya Ning laughed out loud, the sword sheath in her hand swung out as well, a wave of Sword Qi rushing towards Ling Feng.

This time, Ling Feng learned from his previous lesson and did not meet force with force. Instead, he used Hidden Dragon Steps and moved quickly, avoiding the Sword Qi and rushing towards Ya Ning.

Seeing that his sword aura had been dodged, Yanning's eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his hand, another sword aura shot out.

This time, Ling Feng turned his body again, trying to dodge the Sword Qi.

However, suddenly, Ling Feng's pupils contracted, and the Sword Qi actually split into three, completely sealing off his dodging angle.

With a sudden wave of the dragon blade in his hand, he blocked the sword qi in front of him, and with a twist of his body, the other sword qi flew past him, but the last sword qi was something Ling Feng could not dodge.

”Bam!”

Ling Feng's body was struck out again, and smashed heavily into the wall.

A sharp pain spread across his entire body, but Ling Feng still stood up straight.

He felt hot blood rush up his chest, but he still swallowed it back.

”I advise you to stop trying to be brave. You won't be able to hold on.” Ya An said indifferently.

Ling Feng stood up shakily, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: ”There's still one more move.”

Looking at Ling Feng who was still persisting, a tinge of admiration appeared on Yanning's face as he said indifferently: ”Alright, receive this sword from me and you can obtain the Holy Fruit.”

Just as she finished her sentence, a ray of sword aura split into three and once again pounced towards Ling Feng.