Comprehensive Martial Arts: Inheriting The Swordsman In The World! Li Hanyi Confesses

The master of the academy and the thirteen gentlemen gathered together, and they looked closely at Wangjian Mountain...

There is an open courtyard on Wangjian Mountain, a thatched house, and a bluestone road. Ye Fan looks at a small blooming flower on the fence with a smile on his face.

The florets are not only sweet and attractive, but also fresh and pleasant, giving people a refreshing and clean smell.

He looked at the blue sky, which was so gorgeous and brilliant that it was eye-catching.

"What beautiful flowers! No one should know that I was the one who made them!"

The thirteen gentlemen who heard this couldn't help but roll their eyes.

What do you mean, no one should know that it was you who did it!

If that's the case, that's too bullying!

In the dignified world, Martial Saint still wants to continue to play the role of a pig and eat the tiger.

They were even more shocked that such a casual wave of Martial Saint in the world contained extremely rich True Qi.

Although that power only passed away for a moment, it did not affect the surroundings.

But this kind of skill is extraordinary and simply appalling!

"Martial Saint Ye Fan in the human world has entered the ultimate realm. Otherwise, how could he use the True Qi in his body to hurt people from a distance with just a single move."

"Martial Saint is really a martial arts prodigy in this world. In just a short time, he has entered the ultimate state..."

"Our hard training and study for so long is not as good as his short training of half a year. It's really irritating to compare people to each other!"

The thirteen gentlemen shook their heads, very frustrated and disappointed.

"I have lived for most of my life, and I have seen all kinds of evil geniuses, and even the young men of the Martial Alliance, but no one has ever reached the height of Martial Saint in the world."

"He is truly an unprecedented genius."

The master of the academy sighed with emotion: "No wonder it can make the whole world tremble. It turns out that he is indeed qualified to be arrogant.

The other gentlemen nodded in agreement, full of admiration for Ye Fan.

The admiration in the third Mr. Yu Lian's eyes became even deeper, "He has indeed taken a completely different path. He is not the same type of person as us at all. He is indeed a legendary figure!"

Muyou also had a face full of admiration: "Martial Saint in the human world has entered the ultimate state. With a wave of his hand, he severely injured Feng and Yun. The two Feng and Yun joined forces, but even Earth Immortals are afraid of their existence!

She felt that if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that Ye Fan was so strong and overbearing.

My eyes have been fixed on the Immortal Qi fluttering boy in The Truman System for a long time!

The best village in the world....

In the meeting hall, the Iron Dan God Marquis was sitting on the main seat, and Gui Hai slashed his body with a knife. Shangguan Haitang, Cheng Shifei, and Duan Tianya were all called back...

At this moment, all five people were looking at The Truman System...

"Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng put together, even Earthly Celestial can't bear it! But Ye Fan actually seriously injured them with just a wave of his hand, it's simply unbelievable~°

"This is definitely not a coincidence or luck, but Ye Fan really has such powerful skills, and Martial Saint in the world has actually entered the ultimate state."

The iron gall god murmured to himself: "Martial Saint in this world is truly worthy of being a saint in this world!"

Shangguan Haitang was stunned: "How is this possible? How can a Martial Saint in the human world enter the ultimate state?"

"Yes, in just such a short period of time, he has actually reached the state of transformation. It's so heaven-defying, so terrifying!"

Tianya was also dumbfounded: It's unreasonable. Even if Martial Saint is exceptionally talented, he shouldn't be so fast. "

On the Martial Emperor city wall, Wang Xianzhi narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Then he turned to look at the Truman System...

Ye Fan stood there with his hands clasped behind his back, arrogantly looking down on the crowd, and an aura of looking down on the world emerged spontaneously.

"You have entered the ultimate realm at such a young age. Your potential is greater than I imagined. You are truly a martial arts genius."

"When I was as old as him, I didn't seem to be able to reach this Realm..."

"What happened to that wave of his hand just now?"

"You didn't use much force, but you were able to easily injure two masters!"

"How did he do it? What exactly is this move?"

"When did you enter this level? Why can't I see through it at all?"

Wang Xianzhi's face was filled with wonder at this moment, wondering if he could be so calm...

Wu Family Sword Tomb Deng Tai'a looked at Ye Fan for a long time, and it took him a while to come back to his senses?

He thought that even if he faced Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng's joint attack, he would not be able to seriously injure or kill them.

But Ye Fan gave in with a light palm, and Jingyun and Nie Feng vomited blood and fell to the ground.

It's still so far away and has never appeared...

This Martial Skill and strength made his heart tremble, and at the same time he was extremely envious.

"The ancestor of the Wu family, Martial Saint in the human world should have entered the ultimate state."

"Yes, it's just that I can't figure out why Martial Saint hides his strength in the world."

"It stands to reason that the existence of Martial Dao in the ultimate state is enough to become a giant in the martial alliance, intimidating all parties and making people fearful.

The ancestor of the Wu family frowned and thought: "In order to cover up this secret, our human Martial Saint not only suppressed his own Cultivation Base Realm to a ninth-level warrior, but now he is even more afraid that others will know that it was him who did it, making everyone mistakenly think that it is Nangong's servant. Shoot, this... is a bit weird."

After hearing the Wu family ancestor's guess, everyone fell silent again.

"Could it be that Martial Saint is unwilling to keep a high profile in this world? This mentality is also in line with his low-key temperament in the past."

"If Ye Fan suddenly reveals such great strength, he will easily be hated by others."

The ancestor of the Wu family was thoughtful and finally found a reason for Ye Fan: "So he chose to keep a low profile, hoping to live the rest of his life in peace."

"It makes sense, otherwise he doesn't need to hide his strength. Once he takes action, he will definitely sweep all directions."

Deng Tai'a said softly: "It seems that he really doesn't like to be high-profile, and he doesn't want to cause trouble."

On the rugged path in Wangcheng Mountain, trees on both sides tower into the clouds, with lush branches and leaves, blocking the sun and bringing darkness and coldness to the forest.

When Nangong Pushe walked through this path, he found that the roadside was overgrown with weeds and thorns, and it was a desolate and desolate scene.

At this moment, her body was covered with wounds and her face was haggard, but she still remained calm.

Although she is a woman and is even injured now, it does not hinder her pride and tenacity.

She walked towards Ye Fan's small courtyard step by step, her eyes caught sight of a young man standing outside the fence gate, and she suddenly felt excited...

A gust of wind blew by, the fallen leaves were tumbling and flying, and a ray of sunset slanted on Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's clothes rustled, his black hair was flying in the wind, and he looked like a god.

He stood quietly, a domineering aura that looked down on the world came to his face, making people's breathing become stagnant.

Nangong Pushe stopped.

Her eyes were filled with admiration and enthusiasm, as if she were looking at an idol.

Her pretty face bloomed with a smile as bright as the winter snow melting.

*`"Is he waiting for me?" Nangong Pushe suddenly became nervous.

She tried to control her emotions and continued to move forward, but with every step she took, her delicate body trembled slightly, and it was obvious that the pain was stimulating her.

Ye Fan's whole body was shrouded in indifferent brilliance, and he stood there quietly, as if everything in the world was under his control.

His eyes were very peaceful, and his mouth was gentle and calm, but he was also inviolable and aloof, making it impossible for anyone to get close to him.

Nangong Pushe seemed to realize that he was overstepping his bounds, and quickly calmed down his emotions and stepped forward and said: "Young Master!"

Her voice is soft and sweet, like a nightingale, making people feel endless tranquility.

"Well, your knife is broken?" Ye Fan asked casually!

Although he was in the small courtyard, he could still see everything that happened in Wangjian Mountain very clearly.

"broken....……"

After hearing Ye Fan's question, Nangong Pushe answered respectfully...

Ye Fan didn't say anything after hearing this, but she was thinking in her heart that Nangong Pushe was injured because Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng wanted to go up the mountain to find her, and her sword seemed to be due to learning Wen Jian. What is caused by raising the sword is inextricably related to himself.

He could also feel Nangong Pushe's frustration and loss because of the broken double blade!

He knew more clearly that Nangong Pushe planned to use the Xiudongchun Thunder Sword to seek revenge on her father. Now that the two swords were broken, her temperament was greatly reduced, and it seemed that it would also affect her...

Hey, wouldn't it be a shame that a peerless genius like Nangong Pushe was abolished?

"No matter what, you have helped me, and I owe you a big favor."

Ye Fan sighed in his heart!

"I have a few knives in the small courtyard over there. Go check them out and use them if they suit you."

His tone was in an understatement, as if he was just explaining an insignificant matter. It seemed like he was just throwing out a few things.

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Nangong Pushe felt warm in his heart, and his eyes flashed with crystal tears.

She did not refuse or act pretentious, but said softly: "Thank you, sir."

After speaking, Ye Fan turned around and sat on the rocking chair under the grape trellis, swaying slowly while looking at the scenery in the distance. .