Chapter 79: The hero’s sigh and the girl’s cunning!
Zhang Jiao and Zhang Ning, father and daughter, could clearly see Ye Feng's frown.

Zhang Jiao raised his lips and said with a smile: "You don't have to be depressed, this is my first time."

Ye Feng was startled, and looking at Master Zhang who was about to "enlighten" him, he couldn't help but smile and said, "My headache is not because I haven't comprehended the Taiping Essential Technique, but I am considering creating a complete method of spiritual cultivation."

"Ok?"

"What did you say?"

"Have you already comprehended the [Great Peace Technique]?"

"impossible!"

"You haven't even had a cup of tea since you started reading. How could you possibly comprehend it?"

Although Zhang Ning did not speak, there was a gleam of doubt in her beautiful eyes, and it was obvious that she did not believe that Ye Feng had now fully comprehended the art of the balance.

Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth and secretly used the method of mental oppression.

But an invisible sense of oppression emanated from Ye Feng.

After just a moment, Zhang Jiao and Zhang Ning felt like surrendering and kneeling down.

He tried to practice his cultivation method, but his body couldn't even move.

What's going on here?

Is it
He looked at Ye Feng with fear. With this skill, he could kill anyone at close range with just a move of his hands.

But is this the magic spell recorded in Taiping Yaoshu?

Suddenly, Zhang Ning's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Is this a high-level spell, mental oppression?"

"You have succeeded in your practice? But you have just mastered the Taiping Essential Technique. How is that possible?"

Zhang Jue was stunned, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"Advanced spell of mental oppression?"

"How can this be?"

"impossible!!"

Looking at the stunned father and daughter in front of him, Ye Feng said calmly: "What's the difficulty?"

"Isn't it a simple thing?"

Then Ye Feng used several more advanced spells from the Taiping Technique that he had comprehended.

When a feeling of dizziness lingered in his mind, Ye Feng felt something was wrong.

He quickly stopped using this mental power spell and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Do you see it clearly now?"

Zhang Jue's eyes were dull, and he felt completely devastated by the blow.

The Taiping technique that he had not been able to master in his entire life was mastered to perfection by Ye Feng in just a quarter of an hour.

He could guarantee that the Tianping technique had never been leaked, which meant that Ye Feng had not practiced it in advance.

But this proves another terrible and terrifying thing.

Ye Feng's comprehension is incredible, unprecedented in history.

Zhang Ning was also shocked, but after the shock, she suddenly discovered something interesting.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she looked at Ye Feng with admiration in her beautiful eyes: "I'm afraid that only Master Ye has such a skill in the world."

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have thought that you could learn the advanced spells just by watching it once."

"It's just that these spells consume a lot of mental energy."

"You have just mastered so many advanced spells and demonstrated them to us. I guess it must have consumed a lot of your mental energy, right?"

"Even in the enemy's lair, he still has such courage. He is truly unparalleled in the world."

"If we have evil intentions now, I wonder how Master Ye will respond?"

Speaking of which, Zhang Ning took out a bell from his waist.

"Dang Dang Dang"

The clear sound of bells rang out, and although it was not loud, it could be heard very far in the dark night.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" dozens of dark figures appeared outside the courtyard at the same time. Zhang Bao, who was guarding the gate himself, was startled: "Who are you?"

"Who asked you to show up?"

"Uncle, I trained you to be my shadow guard. Don't be afraid!!"

Zhang Ning's voice sounded, Zhang Bao breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned: "Could it be Ye Feng?"

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong in there, just wait outside for a while!"

inside the house.

A smile also flashed in Zhang Jiao's eyes, but he did not stop him. Instead, he looked at Ye Feng with interest, wanting to see how Ye Feng would deal with this desperate situation.

Ye Feng was indeed frightened at first and was about to escape by using the underground escape technique.

But he changed his mind and thought about the [Sense of Good and Evil] he had just learned, and quickly circulated his mental skills. Whether it was Zhang Jiao or Zhang Ning in the room, was there a trace of evil in their thoughts?

And what he said just now was obviously a joke. It seems that the beautiful lady who looks so heroic also has the shadow of a young girl.

The last trace of vigilance relaxed: "You won't do it."

"Ok?"

Zhang Jue was stunned: "If we kill you, it will be impossible for the soldiers outside the city to break into the city."

“If I had the chance, why wouldn’t I take it?”

Ye Feng said: "Because you don't have much time left, the letter doesn't have you, even if you change the commander, you can still break the city."

"I am your hope, how could you kill me?"

Zhang Jue sighed sincerely: "Yes, we don't have much time left."

"You really are."

Zhang Ning on the side glared at Ye Feng and interrupted, "Father, don't listen to his nonsense. It's obvious that he has mastered the concept of good and evil and knows that we have no intention of killing him. That's why he dares to stay here."

"According to my understanding, he is very afraid of death!"

Zhang Jiao was stunned and looked at Ye Feng
Ye Feng was exposed by Zhang Ning, but he was not angry. He smiled and said, "People who have died once are naturally afraid."

"After all, death is not a pleasant feeling."

Zhang Ning shook her head slightly: "Nonsense, how can a dead person come back to life?"

"Even if there is a way to bring the dead back to life, it is definitely not something you can touch now."

Ye Feng was not talking nonsense. In fact, at the moment when his memory was restored, he truly experienced the moment of death. What he said just now was not false, but he did not mean to explain it.

Thinking about the extremely slow recovery of the mental energy he used, he couldn't help but ask, "Master Zhang, can you lend me the ancient scroll you mentioned?"

Zhang Jue subconsciously glanced at Zhang Ning. Although he did not speak, his intention to ask was clear.

After all, the fragments recorded a series of secrets such as the Yellow Turban Warriors and the Three Talents Formation.

If he had not witnessed Ye Feng's terrifying comprehension, he would not have cared too much.

But now, he is really scared.

Zhang Ning naturally understood what his father meant, and said with a smile: "Since we have already placed the bet, it is like shooting an arrow with a bow, there is no turning back."

"Just as Master Ye said, there is no one in the world who can beat him, and even those who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him are rare."

"Now that I am in an isolated city and in a desperate situation, what choice do I have?"

"Besides, I believe Mr. Ye. He will abide by the conditions we proposed."

Zhang Jue pulled out a tattered and ancient sheepskin scroll from his bosom and said, "This is what I found by chance. It's a pity that it's only a fragment. If I had practiced the method of cultivating my spiritual power on the day I slew the golden dragon with my sword, I wouldn't have had to sacrifice my lifespan to launch a fatal attack."

"Toki Ye! Life!"

"Perhaps it has already been destined, and it is beyond human power to change."

Ye Feng felt the loneliness of Zhang Jiao, a great hero, but that was the way the times were. When one was on top of the waves, anyone could become famous and admired by everyone.

But when abandoned by the times, it instantly becomes a stray dog.

The only thing that can be trusted is strength.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng opened the torn parchment scroll.
(End of this chapter)