My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 736

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Upon seeing this, Su Qingxue immediately said anxiously, "Elder Ling, this is just a misunderstanding. My husband also doesn't know that they are your disciples. There is no need for us to become enemies because of this, right?"

She had a good relationship with Ling Yuwei, so she naturally didn't want Ye Fan and the Mount Shu Sect to get into an argument.

Ling Qingfeng, however, thought that she was worried about Ye Fan. He reached out his hand to stop her, "Miss Su, this matter was caused by the injustice of Mount Shu. I just want to help out my two disciples and 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 because he was in the Spirit Condensation realm and was not even on the same level as the Body Refinement Realm.

Su Qingxue was speechless. She wasn't worried about Ye Fan, she was worried about him instead.

But these words were hard to say, so he could only say to Ye Fan: "Hubby, on my account..... Why don't we forget about it? "

"Wife, it's not like I'm going to hit him. This old man wants to teach me a lesson." Ye Fan spread his hands.

Ling Qingfeng said with a straight face, "Ye Fan, I don't want to destroy your family property. If you have the guts, come with me."

After saying that, Ling Qingfeng walked out himself. A group of Mount Shu disciples proudly followed him out. The look they threw at Ye Fan was very clear — "You're finished, brat!"

Ye Fan 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 if he had already lost sight of their teacher's worship. They really were frogs at the bottom of a well.

Ye Fan didn't care too much about it. If he wanted to end this matter, a fight with Ling Qingfeng was inevitable.

He walked to an empty patch of grass and confronted Ling Qingfeng.

"Elder Ling, after the fight, we will write it off, but you will still have to compensate me for my family's door." Ye Fan said.

Ling Qingfeng said proudly, "Our Mount Shu Sect is a righteous sect. We will naturally compensate you for damaging your family's property. You don't have to mention these trivial matters. "Come on, you're a junior. I'll let you have three moves!"

Ye Fan hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, you are an elder, so you should go first."

"Cut the crap!" If I tell you to make a move, then make a move! Could it be that you look down on this old man!? " Ling Qingfeng said with his eyes wide open.

Ye Fan thought to himself, 'Forget it, since that old guy is so strong, then I will just casually spar with him. If I were to conserve some strength, it shouldn't hurt my bones.

After all, Su Qingxue was still watching from the side and couldn't bear to injure her best friend's grandfather in front of her.

After Ye Fan made a gesture, he ran over and performed a few punches with Ling Qingfeng.

Although Ye Fan had already restrained himself, in the eyes of the people from the Mount Shu Sect, he was already very fast and strong. In fact, they felt that Ye Fan was quite skilled.

Good, the three moves have been completed! It is my turn to take action! "

Ling Qingfeng's face was serious as he performed the basic sword fist technique from Mount Shu and quickly attacked Ye Fan.

Mount Shu's Sword Fist was derived from swordsmanship. Although it was a fist art, it had its own unique sword trajectory. It was sharp and cunning. Although it was a basic martial art, it still had its own unique features.

However, to the current Ye Fan, this kind of ancient martial arts was nothing.

From Ye Fan's point of view, this boxing style was quite similar to a tiger's. The essence of the boxing style and the sword style could not be perfectly explained, it was just a flowery style.

The two of them had been on the grass for more than twenty moves. Ye Fan had been using his hands and feet to block a few moves, causing Ling Qingfeng's attack to be completely useless.

"What a watertight defense!" "It seems like I really can't get any benefits from martial arts!"

Ling Qingfeng jumped away and waved towards the disciple. A simple and unadorned sword flew out with a clang and landed in his hand. It was his personal sword.

"Next, I will use a sword. Ye Fan, if you feel that it is 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 actually waving it around with a sword, so Ye Fan did not think of using it.

Occasionally, he would need to use a tree branch to practice. In any case, he only needed to find a sword in his hand, and didn't need to rely on his sword to wound others.

"Hmph, Master, I think this kid doesn't even know how to use a sword!" Even if we give it to him, it's useless! "

A few Mount Shu disciples looked on in disdain. In their eyes, Ye Fan was just a boorish man who would never use a noble leader of a hundred troops.

Ye Fan was too lazy to waste words with them. He was interested to see how effective the famous swordplay of Mount Shu Sect, which was executed by the top experts of the sect, was.

Ling Qingfeng held his sword in one hand and lightly raised it behind him. His entire being exuded the aura of a swordsman. A strong wind suddenly blew.

"Bastard, be careful!"

Ling Qingfeng felt as if he had instantly become twenty years younger. With an abnormally quick and nimble movement, he arrived in front of Ye Fan.

As the sword struck out, it was like a reflection of the moon in the water, and the sword light layered upon each other, swift like a mirage.

Ye Fan was not in a hurry. Although Ling Qingfeng's speed was fast and his sword was sharp, he did not seriously fight. This little strength was still not enough to make Ye Fan feel tired.

Ye Fan's figure dodged to the left and right, directly dodging the complex looking sword light. At the same time, he quickly circled behind Ling Qingfeng.

Ling Qingfeng found that all the swords had missed their target, and was immediately startled. He turned around and found that Ye Fan was completely unharmed, as if he had seen a ghost.

The group of Mount Shu Sect disciples were also dumbfounded. They couldn't believe that Ye Fan could easily dodge this!?

"You … What kind of movement technique is this!? is actually faster than this old man's Full Moon Steps?! "

Ye Fan suddenly understood, "So this is the 'Drunken Immortal Treading on the Moon'. This footwork is not like the footwork of getting drunk. Then what sword technique are you using?"

"This is the Illusion Light form of the 'Seven Star Arclight Devil Sword'!" Ling Qingfeng said.

Ye Fan answered with an "Oh", "I have heard of it, but it's pretty interesting. To actually be able to combine the reflection of the sword and the sword technique. The details are very difficult to grasp, so you 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, I'm just saying that your Mount Shu martial arts are interesting," said Ye Fan.

"I've practiced the sword my whole life, and now that I've stepped into Spirit Focus, I can't even touch a corner of your clothes. You're still in the mood to analyze Mount Shu's swordsmanship? Isn't this humiliation?!" Ling Qingfeng said angrily.

Ye Fan felt confused, "You're not allowed to say it?"

Ling Qingfeng became angry from embarrassment. The sword aura around his body shook as his aura became even more vigorous. He had obviously made a move.

He quickly rushed forward, the longsword in his hand drew a large arc, and performed an even fiercer sword technique towards Ye Fan. The sword technique was intertwined, and it was concentrated like a lightning strike!