Seeing this, Qingxue immediately said anxiously, "Elder Ling, this is just a misunderstanding. My husband doesn't know that they are your disciples, there's no need to become enemies because of this."
She had a good relationship with Ling Yu Wei, so she naturally didn't want Ye Fan to fall out with the Mount Shu Sect.
However, Ling Qingfeng thought that she was worried about Ye Fan, so he stretched out his hand to stop her, "Miss Su, in this matter, it was our Mount Shu who was in the wrong first. I just want to vent my anger for my two disciples, I definitely won't kill them. Don't worry."
Although his disciple was thrown out by Ye Fan in one move, Ling Qingfeng was still full of confidence. This was because he was in the Spirit Condensation realm, which was completely different from the Body Refinement realm.
Siu Qingxue was speechless. She wasn't worried about Ye Fan, but worried for his old bones.
However, it wasn't easy to say this out loud, so he could only say to Ye Fan, "Hubby, for my sake …" How about we forget about it? "
"Wife, it's not like I wanted to hit him. This old man wants to teach me a lesson." Ye Fan spread out his hands.
Ling Qingfeng said with a straight face, "Ye Fan, I don't want to destroy the things in your house. If you have the guts, follow me out."
After saying that, Ling Qingfeng took the lead and walked out. A group of Mount Shu disciples arrogantly followed him out. The meaning in their eyes towards Ye Fan was very obvious — You brat, you're finished!
Fan Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't know where this group of people from the Mount Shu Sect got their confidence from, or perhaps it could be said that they were already blind to their master's worship. They were truly frogs at the bottom of the well.
Ye Fan didn't care. If he wanted to settle this matter, a fight with Ling Qingfeng was unavoidable.
He walked to an empty lawn outside and confronted Ling Qingfeng.
"Elder Ling, after the fight, we'll write it off, but you still have to compensate for my family's door." Ye Fan said.
Ling Qingfeng proudly said, "Our Mount Shu Sect is a righteous sect. If we damage your property, we will naturally compensate you. You don't have to mention these small matters. Come, you're a junior, so I'll let you have three moves! "
Ye Fan hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, you are an elder, you are old, you can go first."
"Cut the crap! I told you to make a move, so make a move! Could it be that you look down on this old man!? "Ling Qingfeng glared at him.
Fan Xian thought, 'Alright, since this old fellow is so strong, then I'll just casually spar with him. Holding back a bit of my strength, I shouldn't be able to hurt my muscles and bones.'
After all, Su Qingxue was still watching from the side, so he was too embarrassed to hurt her best friend's grandfather in front of her.
Ye Fan pretended to make a gesture, then ran over and exchanged a few blows with Ling Qingfeng.
Although Ye Fan had already restrained himself, in the eyes of the people from the Mount Shu Sect, his speed was already very fast and his strength was very great. On the contrary, they felt that Ye Fan was only at this level.
"Good, three moves have passed! It's my turn now! "
With a serious face, Ling Qingfeng displayed the basic sword fist of Mount Shu and launched a quick attack at Ye Fan.
The sword fist of Mount Shu was derived from the sword technique. Although it was a fist technique, it had a unique sword technique trajectory, which was tricky and sharp. Although it was a basic martial art, it also had its own characteristics.
However, to the current Ye Fan, this kind of ancient martial arts was already child's play.
From Ye Fan's point of view, this kind of fist technique was a bit like drawing a tiger but not a dog. The essence of the fist technique and sword technique could not be perfectly explained, it was just a flowery display.
The two of them exchanged more than twenty moves on the grass. Ye Fan had been using both his hands and feet to block, causing Ling Qingfeng's attack to be completely useless.
"What an impenetrable defense!" It seems that in terms of fist and leg skills, this old man really can't get any advantage!
"Ling Qingfeng jumped away and waved towards his disciple. He saw a simple and unadorned longsword fly out with a" clang "and land in his hand. It was his sword.
"Next, this old man will use a sword. Ye Fan, if you feel that it's unfair to not have a weapon, I can lend you a sword. How about it?" Ling Qingfeng asked.
Ye Fan shook his head, "No need."
According to Ye Fan's current understanding of the way of the sword, he felt that the sword was actually useless. The sword intent was much more powerful than swinging a sword around, so Ye Fan didn't think of finding a sword to use.
Occasionally, he needed to use a branch to practice. In any case, he just needed to find the feeling of having a sword in his hand. He didn't really need to rely on the sword itself to hurt people.
"Hmph, Master, I don't think this kid knows how to use a sword at all!" It's useless to give it to him!
"The few Mount Shu disciples were disdainful. In their eyes, Ye Fan was a brute, how could he use the noble Lord of Hundred Soldiers?
Ye Fan was too lazy to waste words with them. He was interested to see how the famous sword techniques of the Mount Shu Sect would be effective when they were used by the top experts of the sect.
Ling Qingfeng held his sword with one hand and lightly swung it backwards. His entire body displayed the sharpness and heroism of a swordsman, and a strong gust of wind suddenly swept up.
"Kid, be careful!"
Ling Qingfeng seemed to have become twenty years younger in an instant. With a few agile steps, he arrived in front of Ye Fan.
The sword attack was like a reflection of the moon in the water. The sword light overlapped and was as fast as a mirage.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry. Although Ling Qingfeng's speed was fast and his sword was sharp, he did not fight seriously at all. This little bit of strength was still not enough to make Ye Fan feel strenuous.
Ye Fan's figure dodged to the left and right a few times, directly dodging the seemingly complicated sword light. At the same time, he quickly circled behind Ling Qingfeng.
Ling Qingfeng discovered that all of his attacks had missed. He was shocked and turned his head to look. He discovered that Ye Fan was truly unharmed, as if he had seen a ghost.
The group of Mount Shu Sect disciples were also dumbstruck. They couldn't believe that Ye Fan could dodge so easily!?
"You … What kind of movement technique is this!? It can actually be faster than this old man's Drunken Immortal Moon Gazing Steps?!
"Ye Fan suddenly understood," So this is the 'Drunken Immortal Moon Gazing Steps'. This footwork doesn't look like a drunken footwork at all. Then what is this sword technique that you used? "
"This is the Phantom Light Style of the 'Seven Star Demon Sword'!" Ling Qingfeng said.
Ye Fan replied with an "Oh", "I've heard of it. It's quite interesting. He actually fused the reflection of the sword with the sword technique. It's very difficult to grasp the details, he must have put in a lot of hard work."
Ling Qingfeng was so angry that his entire body was trembling. His face flushed red, "Are you humiliating this old man!?"
"No, aren't I just saying that your Mount Shu Kung Fu is interesting?" Ye Fan said.
"This old man has practiced the sword for his entire life, and now that I have entered the Spirit Condensation realm, I can't even touch the corner of your clothes. You still have the leisure to analyze our Mount Shu's sword techniques. If this isn't humiliation, then what is?!" Ling Qingfeng said angrily.
Ye Fan was baffled. "You can't even say it?"
Ling Qingfeng flew into a rage out of humiliation. The sword aura around his body shook and his aura became even more vigorous. It was obvious that he was serious.
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