Chapter 18 Your stature is too low, I won’t play with you

Silence, another dead silence,

As a person becomes a virtuous person, Mr. Mo Da can tell the truth in Ye Fan's words even if he is incompetent. "Did Young Master Ye also have some plans for the position of the leader of the Five Mountains?"

"Ha ha,"

In Mr. Mo Da's surprised gaze, Ye Fan smiled, and the disdain on his face was beyond words, "The leader of the Five Mountains, but Er, is this kind of thing worthy of me to fight for?"

This is not Ye Fan's arrogant attitude. He really doesn't like the so-called Five Mountains Alliance Leader. Not to mention the Five Mountains Alliance Leader, what's the use of even the Martial Arts Alliance Leader?

A frog in the well dares to see through the sky?

In other words, how can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan?

The people in the Xiaonao Plane were all limited to this small world, and at most they were just to pursue force, wealth, and reputation. Ye Fan, from the moment he obtained the Divine Ring, he did not take these things seriously.

In the past, Huizi met Liang, and Zhuangzi went to see him.

Someone said to Huizi, "Zhuangzi came and wanted to replace him." So Huizi was afraid that he would search the country for three days and three nights.

Zhuangzi went to see it and said, "There is a bird in the south, its name is a turtle. Do you know it? The turtle is spreading in the South China Sea and flew in the North Sea. It is not a turtle tree, it is not a food without training, it is not a sweet spring. So the turtle gets a rotten rat, the turtle passes it, and looks up at it and says, "Scared!" Now I want to scare me with my country of Liang?"

At this moment, Ye Fan was like the monk, no longer taking everything in the Smiling and Proud Wanderer. What he wanted was how to transcend and how to achieve immortality through the divine ring. Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun and Ren Woxing, he looked down on all the things pursued by these ambitious people!

Mr. Mo Da was silent. With his knowledge, he could not understand these things. However, in his heart, Ye Fan had already been equivalent to a madman, "Since you have no intention of joining the leader of the Five Mountains, why should you stop me?"

"It's nothing. I'm just trying to see if Mr. Mo is as incompetent as the rumor," Ye Fan turned around and left the alley without looking back, leaving only a faint echo of words.

"What a pity, it's a pity that the leader of the Hengshan Sect is afraid of his head and tail, and it's not enough to make plans."

"Are you afraid of your head?"

Mr. Mo Da lowered his head and did not get angry at Ye Fan's words. It should be said that he had already become accustomed to such words. Everyone has their own ambitions. What he wants is nothing but hope that the inheritance of the Hengshan Sect will not be interrupted. Unfortunately, he will not be with others at the same time. Facing the strong people on Zuolengchan, he can only be submissive and live a life of silence.

Not to mention how much impact Ye Fan had on Mr. Mo Da after his actions,

After saying goodbye to Mr. Mo Da, Ye Fan's intention to visit Hengyang City became much weaker. He turned back to the Liu Mansion, returned to his guest room, and practiced swordsmanship.

There are countless peerless martial arts in the golden book, but Ye Fan only loves swordsmanship, especially after obtaining the exquisite swordsmanship of Dugu Nine Swords, his enthusiasm for swordsmanship is even better than the past.

After all, the sword is the king of all soldiers.

Since ancient times, swords have been the most noble and noble, and all the gods have been respected. They are the ancestors of short-term soldiers and close-killing weapons. With their profound art of Taoism, they have entered the mysterious legend. In fact, because of their lightness and charm of wearing, they are used quickly, all the kings, emperors, literati, knights, merchants and common people in the past dynasties are proud to hold on.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Ye Fan began to practice Huashan sword technique in the yard.

White clouds emerge from the mountains, there are phoenixes coming, the heavenly gentleman hangs upside down, the white rainbow runs through the sun, the pines welcome guests, the golden geese flow in the sky, the endless fallen trees, the green mountains are faint, the ancient cypresses are invincible, the unparalleled, and the hall is full of gold and jade,

This set of Huashan sword technique seems ordinary, and every move and every move contains the hard work of the ancestors of the Huashan Sect in history. Ye Fan has practiced hard for ten years. It can be said that he has already turned this set of sword technique into instinct. He raised his hand and picked it up everywhere.

If someone is present at this moment, you will find that the sword wind in the courtyard is sharp and hissing sounds are endless. A young man in white is performing his sword technique. This set of sword techniques seems ordinary, tossing and turning, but only a dozen moves can be used to connect every move and every move to a natural way.

As the saying goes, the way is simple,

Although this move is extremely simple, it contains a certain charm, which makes people involuntarily immerse themselves in it and cannot extricate themselves.

Sometimes it is like the thunder, extremely rapid, sometimes it is like the green light of the river and sea, quiet and elegant,

Before he knew it, Ye Fan had been practicing for more than three hours. At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the sword, regardless of you or me.

"Junior brother, I'm back!"

A shout from afar awakened Ye Fan from that strange state. It turned out that it was dark and Linghu Chong also came back to rest.

Looking at Linghu Chong's red face, Ye Fan was so angry that he was so angry that he finally realized it once, but he was interrupted by Linghu Chong!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Ye Fan immediately raised the long sword in his hand and shouted at Linghu Chong, "Senior Brother, look at the sword!"

"Oh, junior brother, what are you doing?"

Linghu Chong was puzzled and hurriedly avoided the sword. He was about to ask, but Ye Fan's sword changed and another sword stabbed him.

He couldn't avoid this time.

"clang,"

In desperation, Linghu Chong had to draw out his sword and take on the sword.

“Good, keep going,”

Seeing Linghu Chong taking his sword so easily, Ye Fan's eyes lit up and he simply used Linghu Chong as a sparring training.

For a moment, fierce fighting sounded in the entire courtyard.

Finally, after the two of them fought for more than a hundred moves, Linghu Chong could no longer bear it. He threw the long sword in his hand and said in a pretty bachelor manner, "I won't beat you anymore, don't beat you anymore. I said, "Young brother, why are you crazy? Why are you doing well? Just beat me?"

"nothing,"

After a fight, Ye Fan's anger disappeared a lot. Seeing Linghu Chong's embarrassing look, he was in a good mood. He put away his long sword, raised his eyebrows, and said in a narrow voice, "Senior Brother, what have you gained from going to Qunyuyuan these days?"

"Ahem,"

Linghu Chong was embarrassed when asked, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face, "This...this is right, by the way, Master and the others are coming tomorrow. Junior brother, let's prepare early."

As he said that, without waiting for Ye Fan to continue asking, he quickly ran back to his room. The speed was actually a few minutes faster than Tian Boguang's escape at full speed before.
Chapter completed!