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There was no expression on Ye Fan's face, and his eyes were calm.
But Su Qingxue, who is familiar with Ye Fan, knows that the less emotional her husband looks, the greater the disturbance in his heart, but he is used to the big storms and will not be too revealing.
Su Qingxue was afraid that blood would be splashed on the spot, so she reminded her quickly: "Husband, he is Weiwei's fiance after all."
Ling Yuwei was full of worry and said: "Ye Fan, don't do it! He and the people of the Shushan School are not of the same level! This is my business, you don't use it to wade in the muddy water."
"Humph," Ye Feng sneered, "Oh, people from the Shushan faction have fought against him? Have you heard that? I am not on the same level with those rice buckets."
Ye Fan looked at Su Qingxue's worried gaze, then looked at Ling Yuwei's persuasive state in a hurry, and took a deep breath.
In the end, Ye Fan released his hand and said, "You are Ling Yuwei's fiancé, but not her lover. If you are a confident man, you should let her fall in love with you instead of hurting her and forcibly taking her away."
"Love? Haha... It's stupid, you humble ants will think about this kind of time-wasting thing!"
Your name is Ye Fan. Although your last name is Ye like me, don't think that I am the same person as you! "
Ye Fan looked up proudly and said: "In Ye Feng's life, I don't have so much time to think about these boring things. My time is precious, and I have a greater mission waiting for me to complete!
Women are only a small part of my life. I can see Ling Yuwei as a blessing she cultivated in her last life. She can marry our Ye family, and I should be grateful for the rest of my life! "
Ye Fan frowned. He suddenly noticed that this guy named Ye Feng had always mentioned "Ye's" instead of "Ye Family".
According to Ling Yuwei's background, this Ye family must be a big clan.
No wonder Ling Yuwei would persuade him so that he should not provoke him.
However, this Ye Feng dared to humiliate his wife, and more than once, if he still endured this, Ye Fan felt that it would be boring to live.
"Since you don't listen to the advice, then I won't let you take Ling Yuwei away, and you have to pay the price for insulting my wife just now," Ye Fan said lightly.
"Hahahaha!!" Ye Feng laughed wildly, "What a big joke! Fool, do you think this young master will let you go!? You dare to stop me, it is already a capital crime!!"
After that, Ye Feng patted Ye Fan with a palm!
Ye Feng's palm technique is very simple, but it is in harmony with the way of the world, and it has the essence of returning to the original and ancient martial arts palm technique!
This is! ? …
Ye Fan was surprised!
Because, he obviously felt that this kind of hand, just like the ancient swordsmanship he saw in the ancient tomb, was the real ancient martial arts hand!
A simple and unpretentious push of the palm, the linkage of the body and the arm, seamlessly integrated!
Clan is worthy of being a clan, and the kung fu that the children practice is much more pure and powerful than those sects!
Obviously, the true essence of Guwu was only retained in the clan!
It's just that Ye Feng's physical fitness, cultivation base, and his understanding of Gu Wu are still far behind Ye Fan.
To put it bluntly, even if he cultivated the purest ancient martial arts since childhood, it does not mean that he can immediately understand its profound meaning.
Ye Fan also relied on countless battles, wandering on the edge of life and death, penetrated the world of martial arts, experienced various ups and downs, and then relied on his talent to comprehend sword intent from ancient swordsmanship.
As for this Ye Feng, although the environment for martial arts training since childhood was excellent and his talents were good, he obviously couldn't reach this level.
Therefore, even though Ye Feng's palm technique is powerful, it is a idiotic dream to defeat Ye Fan with a single palm.
Ye Fan didn't rush, and took a horizontal step, avoiding the palm just right.
"Boom!!"
When this palm was punched out, there was a violent palm wind, which directly shattered the wall behind, and a huge hole appeared!
Take a closer look, it is surprisingly the shape of a palm print!
"Hmph, you were lucky enough to avoid it," Ye Feng grinned, "Also, let this young master play more."
Ling Yuwei next to him shouted loudly: "Don't fight! Ye Fan! You can't fight him!!"
The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised slightly, "Are you afraid I can't beat it?"
"No... No... You... Oh... You can't fight!" Ling Yuwei thought to herself, the fight couldn't be normal, but the point is, the fight was even worse!
After Su Qingxue understood what her girlfriend meant, she frowned and said, "Husband, or..."
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and blocked the woman's words.
"Wife, I have given your girlfriend a lot of face. Now, this is a matter between our men, so you can say more."
Ye Feng laughed and said: "Yes, this is a matter between men, you two women, see clearly, see how I beat him to death in front of you!"
With that said, Ye Feng came forward again, took a long kick and took Ye Fan's throat straight!
Ye Fan could see that this was another exquisite ancient martial art.
This was a good opportunity. He planned to take a look at these Gu Wus that he hadn't seen before, so he didn't rush to counterattack, and just stepped back and jumped out of the hole that he had penetrated!
Ye Feng followed closely, and the two fell on the lawn downstairs.
Su Qingxue and Ling Yuwei glanced at each other, both full of worry, and then ran downstairs together.
Ji Wanqing, who was waiting at the gate, ran to the lawn when she heard the movement and was shocked.
"Cousin, you... what's wrong with you?"
Ye Fan looked at Ji Wanqing unexpectedly. He didn't expect that they were cousins, which was really strange. A pair of cousins had such a big gap in character and humanity.
Ye Feng roared: "Get out! Don't delay my murder!"
After that, Ye Feng rushed towards Ye Fan again, his fist, palm, and leg skills were some of the most basic moves that had been tempered.
Although simple, it is extremely powerful, and almost every shot can cause an explosive effect.
Ye Fan kept observing carefully, remembering the essence of these ancient martial arts in his mind. The more he looked at it, the more excited he became. In many places that were previously unreasonable, there was a feeling of enlightenment!
"Useless things! Would you just run around and flee!?" Ye Feng saw that Ye Fan had not been caught, and his heart sighed.
Ye Fan stood still and said, "If you can't hit me, can you blame me?"
"Huh, you think this young master has exhausted all your strength? I tell you, kill you, if I get serious, I will be enough with one hand!" Ye Feng looked at Ye Fan contemptuously, a golden cloud on his hand. The aura.
Ye Fan felt it carefully this time, and found that this aura was quite powerful, and the purity of the aura alone was not much better than Xiao Xiner's Fengyan. Of course it doesn't have Fengyan's temperature.
However, what makes Ye Fan even more strange is that he actually has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this spiritual energy.