"This...how is this possible?"

"My Tang family has handed down the sword art, how could he do it?"

At that moment, the woman in front of her was completely dumbfounded.

She was stunned in place, her beautiful eyes filled with boundless shock and trembling.

It never occurred to her that she practiced hard for several days and made no progress in the non-transmission sword formula, but in the hands of an outsider, she used it so smoothly.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, from the sword out to the sword down, just as if done in one go.

"The Yunyan Sword Art is the most yin and soft sword."

"I saw you practicing sword for several days, your sword intent is too sharp and fast, completely opposite to the sword intent of Yunyan Sword Art."

"If you want to practice this sword well, first get rid of the hostility in your heart."

Before she knew it, Ye Fan had already appeared in front of her.

Faint words sounded quietly.

After finishing speaking, Ye Fan returned the sword to the woman in front of him, then turned around and left gracefully.

Like a peerless swordsman, he put away his Buddhist attire to hide his achievements and fame.

Behind him, there are only endless legends about this swordsman.

In the courtyard, the startled fallen leaves slowly fell.

But the woman here was still stunned in place, absent-minded for a long time.

The tremor and shock in the eyebrows and eyes never dissipated.

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The next day, before Ye Fan got up, he heard the sound of swords ringing in the backyard.

Sure enough, when Ye Fan came to the backyard, he found that it was the woman who was still practicing the first sword of Yunyan Sword Art.

After Ye Fan's on-demand broadcast yesterday, her swordsmanship has really improved a lot today.

However, it was still almost ready, and it was still unable to exert the true power of the Yunyan Sword Art.

"Forget it, let me help you again."

Seeing this, Ye Fan shook his head and smiled.

Then, amidst the woman's panic, Ye Fan rushed over and took her into his arms.

Ye Fan held her snow-white wrist even more forcefully in his hand.

"what are you doing?"

"Bastard, let me go~"

The woman was terrified, her pretty face was pale, and a feeling of shame, anger and being profaned suddenly came to her heart. JrNovels.com