My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Su light snow sees, suddenly anxiously said: "Ling elders, this incident is just a misunderstanding, my husband does not know that they are your disciples, there is no need to enmity."

She has a good relationship with Ling Yuwei, and naturally she does not want Ye Fan and Lushan to be in a stalemate.

Ling Qingfeng thought she was worried about Ye Fan and reached out and said: "Miss Su, this thing is that we are not right in the mountains, I just want to export the gas for my two disciples, never kill, you can rest assured ".

Although his disciple was thrown out by Ye Fan, Ling Qingfeng is still full of confidence, because he is a realm of meditation, and it is not a level at all.

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

But this is not easy to say, only with Ye Fan said: "Husband, look at my face... Do you forget it?"

"Wife, I am not going to fight, this old man wants to teach me." Ye Fan spread his hands.

Ling Qingfeng said with a face: "Ye Fan, I don't want to destroy the things in your home. If you have the guts, go out with me."

After that, Ling Qingfeng himself stepped out and walked out. A group of Shaoshan disciples went out with great enthusiasm. The eyes of Ye Fan’s eyes were very obvious – your kid is finished!

Ye Fan was crying and laughing, and he did not know where the people of this group of Lushan factions came from, or that they had blinded their worship of the teacher. It was really a frog at the bottom of the well.

Ye Fan does not care, it is necessary to tie this up, and it is impossible to avoid playing with Ling Qingfeng.

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

"Ling elders, after the completion of the game, they will be written off, but I still have to pay compensation for my door," Ye Fan said.

Ling Qingfeng proudly said: "Our Lushan faction is a famous decent, damage to your home, naturally will pay, you do not have to mention these little things. Come on, you are a younger generation, I will let you three tricks!"

Ye Fan is busy setting his hand. "No, you are an elder, you are old, come first."

"Do not talk nonsense! Let you make a move! Do you not look down on the old man!?" Ling Qingfeng squinted.

Ye Fan thought, got it, since the old guy is so strong, he will just talk to him casually, and he will not be hurt.

After all, Su Xiaoxue was still squatting next to her, always embarrassed when she was hurting her girlfriend's grandfather.

After Ye Fan put on a gesture, he ran over and played a few long fists with Ling Qingfeng.

Although Ye Fan has already converged, but in the eyes of the Lushan faction, it has already been very fast and has a lot of strength. Instead, she feels that Ye Fan is such a level.

"Okay, three strokes have passed! It is the turn of the old man to shoot!"

Ling Qingfeng looked seriously and displayed the basic sword boxing of Lushan, launching a quick attack against Ye Fan.

The sword boxing of Lushan is derived from the sword method. Although it is a boxing method, it has a unique sword trajectory. It is a sharp and sturdy, although it is basic martial arts, but it also has its own characteristics.

However, for today's Ye Fan, this ancient Wu has some pediatrics.

In Ye Fan's view, this kind of boxing method is a bit of a taste of the tiger, and the essence of the boxing and swordsmanship cannot be perfectly explained. It is just a shelf.

The two men had gone through twenty strokes on the grass. Ye Fan had been using his hands and feet and had some blockages on the ground, so Ling Qingfeng’s attack had no effect at all.

"A good defense that doesn't leak! It seems that the old man can't really benefit from the hard work!"

Ling Qingfeng jumped away and waved at the disciples. He saw a quaint sword held by him. He flew out and fell into his hand. It was his sword.

"The next husband will use the sword, Ye Fan, if you feel that there is no weapon unfair, you can borrow a sword, how?" Ling Qingfeng asked.

Ye Fan shook his head, "not needed."

According to Ye Fan's current understanding of Kendo, he thinks that the sword is actually useless. The sword is more powerful than the sword. It is not so much that Ye Fan did not want to find a sword.

Occasionally, you can take the root branch and practice it. Anyway, it is just to find a sword with a hand in hand. It is not really to hurt people by the sword itself.

"Hey, Master, I don't think this kid will use a sword at all! It's useless to him!"

Several Shaoshan disciples are quite disdainful. They think that Ye Fan is a coward, and he will use the noble squad.

Ye Fan is too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He is interested in seeing the famous swordsmanship of the Lushan School. It is made by the top experts in the school. What is the effect?

Ling Qingfeng single-handedly held the sword, and then glanced back, the whole person showed the sharpness and heroic spirit of the swordsman, and a strong wind suddenly swept away.

"Kid, beware!"

Ling Qingfeng seems to be a young man in his twenties. His body agile and a few steps, he came to Ye Fan.

A sword hits like a mirror of flowers and water, and the layers of swords are layered, as fast as a phantom.

Ye Fan is not in a hurry, although Ling Qingfeng is fast, the sword is sharp, but he also did not play seriously. This strength is still not enough to make Ye Fan feel strenuous.

Ye Fan's figure slanted sideways to the left and right, and the seemingly complicated Jianguang was directly avoided. At the same time, the speed of his feet quickly circumvented behind Ling Qingfeng.

Ling Qingfeng found that all of his dozen swords were lost. When he was on the scene, he was shocked. He looked back and found that Ye Fan was really unscathed and he was a ghost.

A group of Lushan disciples are also stunned, can't believe that Ye Fan can easily escape! ?

"You...what is your bodywork!? Can you be faster than the old man's drunkenness?"

Ye Fan stunned. "It turned out to be ‘Drunken Fairy Moon Steps’. This step is not like the drunken footwork. What is the sword method that you made?”

"This is the illusion of the ‘Seven Stars Devil's Sword!'” Ling Qing Feng Dao.

Ye Fan said "Oh," "I heard that it was very interesting. Even the reflection of the sword face and the sword method were combined. The grasp of the details is very difficult. It must be a hard work."

Ling Qing’s temper trembling and his face turned red. “Are you humiliating the old man??”

"No, I am not saying that your Kung Fu Kung Fu is interesting," Ye Fan said.

"The old man has practiced the sword for a lifetime. Now he has entered the realm of condensed gods, but he can't even touch the corner of your kid's clothes. You can still have a leisurely analysis of our swordsmanship in Lushan. Isn't this a shame?!" Ling Qingfeng Angry.

Ye Fan feels inexplicable. "Is it not accurate?"

Ling Qingfeng was furious and angry, and his sword was shocked. The momentum was even more magnificent. It was obviously moving.

He rushed forward in a hurry, and the long sword in his hand made a large arc, showing a more brave and strong sword in the direction of Ye Fan, interlocking and intensive as the thunder!