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Seeing this, Su Qingxue immediately said anxiously: "Elder Ling, this matter is just a misunderstanding, and my husband doesn't know that they are your disciples, so there is no need to make a grudge because of this."

She has a good relationship with Ling Yuwei, so naturally she doesn't want Ye Fan and the Shushan faction to have a stalemate.

Ling Qingfeng thought that she was worried about Ye Fan, so she stretched out her hand to stop her and said, "Miss Su, this matter is not right for our Shushan first, I just want to vent my anger for my two disciples, and I will never kill them, don't worry."

Although his disciple was thrown out by Ye Fan's move, Ling Qingfeng was still full of confidence, because he was in the Concentration Realm, and it was not at the same level as the Body Refining Period.

Su Qingxue was speechless, she was worried about Ye Fan, but she was worried about his old bones.

But it's hard to say this, so I can only say to Ye Fan: "Husband, for my sake...... Why don't you forget it?"

"Wife, it's not me who wants to fight, 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 the things in your house, if you have the guts, go out with me."

After speaking, Ling Qingfeng walked out first, and a group of Shushan disciples followed out together, and the meaning of the eyes cast at Ye Fan was obvious-you kid is finished!

Ye Fan couldn't cry or laugh, and he didn't know where this group of people from the Shushan faction got their confidence, or that they had been blind to their teacher's worship, and they were really frogs at the bottom of the well.

Ye Fan didn't care, if he wanted to end this matter, a fight with Ling Qingfeng was unavoidable.

He walked outside to an empty tree-lined lawn and confronted Ling Qingfeng.

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

Ling Qingfeng said proudly: "Our Shushan faction is a decent family, and if you damage your family's things, you will naturally pay for it, you don't have to mention these little things." Come on, you're a junior, I'll let you make three moves!"

Ye Fan waved his hand hurriedly, "No need, you are an elder, you are old, you can come first."

"Don't talk nonsense! If you want to make a move, you can make a move! Don't you look down on the old man!?" Ling Qingfeng said with a glare.

Ye Fan thought to himself, yes, since the old guy is so strong, then he can casually fight with him, and if he regains some strength, he shouldn't hurt his muscles and bones.

After all, Su Qingxue was still watching from the side, and she was always embarrassed to hurt her best friend's grandfather in front of her.

After Ye Fan pretended to make a gesture, he ran over and fought Ling Qingfeng a few long fists.

Although Ye Fan was already very restrained, in the eyes of the Shushan faction, he was already very fast and had a lot of strength, but he felt that Ye Fan was really at such a level.

"Okay, the three moves have passed! It's the old man's turn to make a move!"

Ling Qingfeng looked serious, unleashed Shushan's basic sword fist, and launched a quick attack on Ye Fan.

Shushan's sword fist is derived from swordsmanship, although it is a fist method, but it has a unique swordsmanship trajectory, tricky and sharp, although it is a basic martial arts, but it also has unique characteristics.

It's just that for today's Ye Fan, this kind of ancient martial arts is already a bit pediatric.

In Ye Fan's view, this kind of boxing technique is a bit of a tiger and an anti-dog, and the essence of boxing and swordsmanship cannot be perfectly explained, just a showcase.

The two of them made more than 20 moves on the grass, and Ye Fan had been making some blocks with his hands and feet, which made Ling Qingfeng's attack completely useless.

"What a leakless defense! It seems that in terms of fist and foot kung fu, the old man really can't get any benefits!"

Ling Qingfeng jumped out of the way, beckoned to his disciple, and saw a simple long sword being held, "Woo" flew out and fell into his hand, it was his saber.

"Next, the old man will use a sword, Ye Fan, if you think it's unfair to have no weapons, I can borrow 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, and the sword intent was much more powerful than really wielding the sword around, so Ye Fan didn't think about finding a sword to make it.

Occasionally, you need to take a branch to practice, anyway, it's just to find a feeling of having a sword in your hand, not really relying on the sword itself to hurt people.

"Hmph, master, I don't think this kid knows how to use a sword at all!

Several Shushan disciples were quite disdainful, in their opinion, Ye Fan was a reckless man, how could he use the noble king of a hundred soldiers.

Ye Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, he was interested in seeing what the famous swordsmanship of the Shushan faction was used by the top masters in the faction.

Ling Qingfeng held the sword in one hand, and with a slight flick of the back, the whole person showed the sharpness and heroic spirit of a swordsman, and a strong wind swept up abruptly.

"Boy, watch out!"

Ling Qingfeng seemed to be more than twenty years younger in an instant, and his body was extremely agile and came to Ye Fan in a few steps.

A sword attacked, like a mirror, and the sword light was layered on top of each other, as fast as a phantom.

Ye Fan was not in a hurry, although Ling Qingfeng's speed was fast and his sword was sharp, but he didn't fight seriously at all, this strength was still not enough to make Ye Fan feel difficult.

Ye Fan's figure dodged diagonally from side to side a few times, directly avoiding the seemingly complicated sword light, and at the same time, the speed under his feet quickly circled behind Ling Qingfeng.

Ling Qingfeng found that all the more than a dozen swords had missed, and when he landed, he was shocked, and when he looked back, he found that Ye Fan was really unharmed, as if he was a ghost.

A group of Shushan sect disciples were also dumbfounded, they couldn't believe that Ye Fan could easily dodge!?

"You...... What kind of body are you!? You can even be faster than the old man's drunken immortal Mochizuki step?!"

Ye Fan suddenly, "It turns out that this is the 'Drunken Immortal Moon Step', this footwork is not like a drunken footwork at all, so what is this sword technique you made?"

"This is the phantom light style in the 'Seven Stars Demon Sword'!" Ling Qingfeng said.

Ye Fan said "oh", "I've heard of it, it's very interesting, it actually integrates the reflection of the sword surface with the swordsmanship, but it is difficult to grasp the details, it must be hard work."

Ling Qingfeng trembled with anger, and his face turned red, "Are you humiliating the old man!?"

"No, I'm not saying that your Shushan kung fu is interesting", Ye Fan said.

"The old man has practiced swords all his life, and now he has entered the realm of contemplation, but he can't even touch the corners of your kid's clothes, you can still have the leisure to analyze our swordsmanship in Shushan, isn't this humiliation?!" Ling Qingfeng said angrily.

Ye Fan felt inexplicable, "It's not allowed to say it?"

Ling Qingfeng was annoyed and ashamed, his whole body was shocked, and his momentum was even more majestic, obviously he was really moving.

He rushed forward quickly, the long sword in his hand drew a large arc, and he showed a more courageous and strong swordsmanship towards Ye Fan, interlocking with each other, dense as thunder points and falling wildly!

(三七 Chinese.)