On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

Ye Fan didn't explain, but said calmly, "Ninth Aunt, why don't you see for yourself?"

Shen Hong eagerly opened the "Purple Cloud Sword Manual".

I was immediately drawn in by the content.

"This...this sword technique!This mental cultivation method...impossible...ah!How is this possible...this is definitely not an ordinary thing!" Shen Hong's breathing became rapid, and as a nun, she seemed to have gone mad.

One hand was pressed against his wildly beating chest.

With his other hand, he held the "Purple Cloud Sword Manual" and read it without even blinking.

The others rushed forward.

Quickly browse the martial arts techniques on the bookshelf!

"This...is this really a Heaven-level martial skill?"

The scene erupted in cheers!

Niu Er jumped up and down excitedly: "Boss! Am I dreaming?"

Shen Murong swallowed hard: "Little brother! Where did you get so many martial arts techniques?"

Ye Fan said seriously, "Eighth Sister, the things in Ye Shitian's Treasure Vault! These martial arts techniques originally belonged to the various holy lands."

"Everyone is welcome to learn from this, but please don't share it with others!"

"yes!"

Everyone was incredibly excited and began searching for martial arts techniques that suited them to practice.

Ye Fan returned to his courtyard.

With a single thought, one enters the chaotic space.

He copied all the martial arts techniques!

At this moment, Ye Fan's chaotic space is no different from a martial arts library!

With a swift movement, a copy of "Lingbo Illusionary Steps" appeared in his palm! A Heaven-level movement technique!

Ye Fan began his cultivation; the Lingbo Illusionary Steps were not difficult.

Simply by circulating internal energy along specific routes within the martial meridians, one can achieve the effect of being as light as a swallow!

"Each additional martial meridian increases my speed by ten percent! I have twelve martial meridians, which means my speed increases by one hundred and twenty percent directly?"

"It's more than doubled!"

Ye Fan was excited.

Use the "Lingbo Illusion Step" to flash!

With a whoosh, he transformed into a whirlwind and rushed out into the chaotic space.

Furthermore, because of its excessive speed, it lost control and crashed headfirst into a stone tablet.

"My disciple! What's wrong?"

Ye Shitian's soul was originally dormant and nourishing itself in the lightning-struck wood, but it immediately ran out upon hearing the noise.

Ye Fan explained, "Master, I'm practicing a movement technique!"

"What good will cultivating alone do?" Ye Shitian shook his head: "Only in life-or-death situations can cultivation break through to higher realms!"

"By the way, disciple, I asked you to come in earlier to discuss the Nine Swords of Heavenly Punishment with you!"

Why don't you come in?

Ye Shitian raised his hand and clenched it.

A divine soul force condensed and transformed into a long sword!

"Don't worry, my disciple! I never hold grudges! I can guarantee that..."

"Hey! My disciple, why are you backing away?"

"Come here! My good disciple, let your master help you train! Take this sword!!!"

Sizzle—!

A burst of sword energy shot out!

Ye Fan leaped up like a rabbit and retreated rapidly: "Master, you can't play like this!"

Ye Shitian grinned: "I told you, I never hold grudges. Why are you running away?"

"The First Form of the Nine Swords of Heavenly Punishment—Heavenly Punishment!"

……

Zhongzhou, the ancestral home of the Wang family.

The training ground in the backyard.

Boom—!

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

The next second, a seventh-tier Thunder Roc with a wingspan of over thirty meters crashed to the ground with a bang!

Behind Lei Peng, a young man in purple jumped down; it was Wang Teng!

"Teng'er, you're back!"

Wang Chang'an personally greeted them.

Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse: "Grandpa, is my father... really dead?"

Behind Wang Teng stood two gray-robed elders with unfathomable auras, their eyes half-closed, as if everything was none of their business!

Wang Chang'an nodded: "There's no more news!"

"The five Martial Venerables and eleven Martial Grandmasters he took with him have all gone missing."

"Moreover, the spirit tablet shattered, most likely... it has already perished."

"father!"

Wang Teng shouted, gritted his teeth, turned around, and stepped onto Lei Peng.

Wang Chang'an was startled: "Teng'er, where are you going?"

Wang Teng practically ground his teeth to powder: "I'm going to find Dad! I need to see him alive or dead!"

"I'll go with you!"

Wang Lie jumped up after him, followed by a group of Wang family retainers, who sat behind Lei Peng.

Lei Peng let out a high-pitched cry, transformed into a bolt of lightning, soared upwards, and disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

……

A normal flying magical beast takes five days to travel, but a seventh-tier Thunder Roc can reach it in one day!

Lei Peng was hovering over the secluded Ye family valley.

The entire valley of the reclusive Ye family was shrouded in a faint light curtain.

"This is it! That damned bastard Ye Fan! Teng'er, the Holy Land has rules; you don't need to lift a finger!"

"Leave it to me! This piece of trash formation thinks it can stop me, Wang Lie?"

Wang Lie took out a golden spear.

Nine seventh-tier magical beast crystal cores are embedded in the gun handle!

A surge of internal energy was injected into it, and the energy within the monster crystal core exploded outwards!

Boom-!

With a single shot, the array of light below shattered!

Wang Lie roared, "Charge! Kill everyone you see, leave no one alive!"

"yes!"

Behind him were more than twenty Martial Grandmasters and three Martial Venerables who rushed in first.

The moment they stepped into the valley entrance!

Boom—!

An unprecedented, earth-shattering roar echoed from beneath the entire valley!

Countless red-clad cannonballs were detonated simultaneously, and the entire reclusive Ye family, along with several surrounding mountain peaks, instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire!

A terrifying mushroom cloud shot into the sky at an altitude of 10,000 meters!

"not good!"

The two elders from the Holy Land whose skills were being passed on changed their expressions drastically. They acted simultaneously, and a layer of dazzling starlight appeared around them, forming a huge protective shield that tightly protected Wang Teng and Wang Lie.

The shockwave and flames from the explosion were completely blocked by the starlight shield!

Only the twenty-odd Martial Grandmasters and three Martial Venerables were vaporized before they could even scream!

"this…………"

The pupils of the two elders who were transmitting their skills contracted!

Both of them were first-level Martial Saints! If their cultivation levels were even slightly lower, they would have been severely injured by the terrifying explosion, even if they didn't die.

The flames reflected in the depths of Wang Teng's eyes.

If it weren't for the two elders, he probably would have been blown up too!

"ah--!"

Wang Lie's eyes turned bloodshot as he watched this scene, and he almost broke down.

"Ye Fan! I'll fuck your ancestors!!!"

Wang Lie's face twisted in anger, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

At this moment, the teleportation talisman in Wang Lie's hand lit up. After he answered it, a voice came through: "Master! Someone has seen Ye Fan in the Great Xia Dragon Capital!"

"Teng'er! Ye Fan isn't here; he's in the Great Xia Dragon Capital!"

Wang Lie roared, "This explosion was deliberately set up for us!"

"That little bastard knew we were coming! He calculated everything! Aaaaaah!!!"

"Walk!"

Wang Teng summoned Lei Peng and headed straight for the Great Xia Dragon Capital.