Comprehensive Martial Arts: Inheriting The Swordsman In The World! Li Hanyi Confesses

The moonlight poured down, reflecting the entire Wangjian Mountain.

Ye Fan is lying on the bed at this moment, he looks like he is fast asleep.

But only he knew that he was not asleep.

Because tonight is destined to be uneventful!

At this moment, in his dream, he saw an old man who looked like a Taoist priest speeding towards him.

"Boy! Take your life!" The old man shouted angrily at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan frowned after hearing this, but he felt that the old man was quite powerful, so he did not dare to be careless. Immediately, he was on full alert, ready to receive the old man's thunderous attack at any time.

Ye Fan said angrily: "Old man, I have no enmity with you, why do you want to trouble me?"

"Haha..." The old man suddenly laughed, as if he had heard something extremely funny.

Then he said: "Because you deserve to die!

As he finished speaking, the old man could be seen chanting a mantra with hand seals in his hands. In an instant, a golden lightning emerged out of thin air and struck Ye Fan.

"Zhao Huangchao, do you really want to be my enemy?" Ye Fan's eyes were as cold as ice, staring coldly at Zhao Huangchao in front of him.

Zhao Huangchao snorted coldly: "Since you recognize me, I can't keep you!"

Ye Fan felt speechless and said: "You fell into the dream just to kill me? Is it because of Li Yang? But I, a ninth-grade martial artist, have nothing to do with you Zhao Dynasty?"

"Ha, you're quite smart!" Zhao Huangchao sneered when he heard Ye Fan's words.

Ye Fan thought to himself: F*ck! How smart is this! He just doesn’t want to take action and expose his strength. What on earth does this person want to do?

"Zhao Dynasty, you have reached the Earthly Celestial realm, and your ascension is just around the corner. You don't want to ascend, you just want to stay in the world to seek luck for the Zhao family royal family, and to extend the life of the Liyang Dynasty.

Let the Zhao dynasty continue through the ages. But you shouldn't have provoked me. If you could just keep to yourself, you might still have hope. But you chose to go against me. It's simply stupid. Ye Fan shook his head and said sarcastically to Zhao Huangchao.

Zhao Huangchao's expression changed slightly after hearing this.

Although he acted calm and calm, deep inside he was already in turmoil.

"You know a lot, so you have to die!"

Zhao Huangchao pondered for a while and then said coldly to Ye Fan. "Go to hell!" As soon as he finished speaking, several more terrifying golden thunderbolts appeared out of thin air and rumbled down towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and dodged their attacks. At the same time he stretched out his hands against them.

"boom"

Two bolts of lightning struck hard on the roof where Ye Fan lived, causing the roof to collapse and shatter in an instant.

"Rumble..."

Then more than ten thunder and lightning descended from the sky with terrifying power, rumbling to the ground and placed among them.

Ye Fan stood among the ruins, unscathed... but still had a faint smile on his lips.

Zhao Huangchao watched from a distance, thinking that this boy was indeed a Martial Saint in the world, having withstood so many lightning strikes.

"Come again!"

Zhao Huangchao looked at Ye Fan in this state and shouted coldly. In an instant, countless lightning bolts appeared out of thin air and roared towards Ye Fan.

"Roar!"

Facing these terrifying lightnings, Ye Fan suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

The next moment, bursts of bright white light burst out from his body.

Ye Fan's whole body was bathed in dazzling white light, as if a god had come to the world.

"Shuashuashua..."

Countless lightning disasters disappeared one after another as they approached Ye Fan.

Ye Fan walked slowly towards that side, wrapped in white light.

"What's going on?" Zhao Huangchao's face was filled with shock!

Ye Fan watched Zhao Huangchao kill him again and again, and felt angry: "Since it is a dream, then I will let you experience what a nightmare is!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan's figure suddenly accelerated, and he rushed in front of Zhao Huangchao in the blink of an eye, and slammed his right fist towards Zhao Huangchao's head.

"..."

Zhao Huangchao fell to the ground without even having a chance to react.

"How can you be so strong?" Zhao Huangchao raised his head with difficulty and asked Ye Fan who was very close at hand.

"What do you think?" Ye Fan replied coldly: "You think you can kill me just because you had a dream? That's too fanciful!"

Zhao Huangchao calmed down at this time. In this case, he must deal with this kid seriously. After all, he is a world-famous Martial Saint and must be treated with caution.

Instantly, Zhao Huangchao's eyes flashed with strong murderous intent, and a majestic aura radiated from around him. He condensed his breath into his right hand and "turned it into a long sword.

Zhao Huangchao's right hand held a long sword and pointed at Ye Fan: "Martial Saint in this world, it would be easy for me to kill you! You'd better capture him without any effort!"

Zhao Huangchao knew that he and Ye Fan were equally powerful and it would take a lot of effort to kill him, so he chose to kill him in his dream.

Another reason is that he was afraid of being trapped like Qi Tianchen and Yuan Tiangang, so he chose this foolproof method...

Zhao Huangchao originally thought that this plan was foolproof, but who would have expected that it would be like this.

At this moment, his heart was already in turmoil.

Ye Fan sneered when he heard this and said, "I don't think so! If you have the ability, just come here!"

When Zhao Huangchao heard this, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhao Huangchao shouted, Sword Qi Zongheng!

His long sword surged towards Ye Fan with terrifying power.

The sound of swords resounded across the sky.

Zhao Huangchao stabbed at Ye Fan with his long sword, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

"Clang..."

Accompanied by bursts of crisp chirping, sparks flew everywhere.

During the battle, Zhao Huangchao threw out a lucky Lotus flower mixed with the Sword intent and blasted towards Ye Fan.

"Little tricks!"

Facing the lucky Lotus flower, Ye Fan showed no fear and directly blasted it with his fist.

Zhao Huangchao was extremely surprised when he saw that the method he used was so easily solved by Ye Fan, but he had no idea of ​​backing down.

Zhao Huangchao's sword edge glowed with a cold luster.

"call out!"

The sharp sword in his hand went straight to Ye Fan's throat with a destructive aura.

Ye Fan dodged the fatal sword in a flash.

"Hmm? The speed seems to be faster than before!" Zhao Huangchao muttered to himself as he narrowed his eyes.

He didn't panic, but continued to take action.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The Zhao Dynasty kept dancing with the sword, and Sword Qi was raging.

Each Sword Qi contains supreme power, and seems to be able to tear the entire sky apart.

Facing these sharp Sword Qi, Ye Fan's body kept moving.

Every time he cleverly avoided these Sword Qi, and while dodging, he did not forget to attack Zhao Huangchao.

Ye Fan stepped forward and jumped high with his right foot. Then he kicked Zhao Huangchao hard on the chest.

Zhao Huangchao's body was kicked back several feet by Ye Fan. He knelt on the ground with one knee, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"you lose!"

Ye Fan stood there and looked down at Zhao Huangchao and said lightly.

Zhao Huangchao thought about the relationship between Nangong Pushe and Xie Guanying, then looked at the person in front of him, and coldly snorted: "It's too early to tell the outcome now!"

"Oh?" Ye Fan looked at Zhao Huangchao with interest and said, "Do you still have a trump card?"

"Haha, why didn't I order something from the bottom of the box? Don't be too arrogant!"

After Zhao Huangchao finished speaking, he saw eight phantoms of Lotus flowers lingering around him. Immediately afterwards, these Lotus flower phantoms gradually merged into all directions of his body.

Ye Fan frowned slightly when he saw this strange scene around Zhao Huangchao, feeling inexplicable danger.

Zhao Huangchao instantly transformed into a giant dragon and soared into the sky. A dazzling light bloomed from his body, like a god, overlooking all living beings.

"Today I will use this technique to kill you!" Zhao Huangchao yelled. Immediately, he turned around and turned into a giant dragon roaring towards Ye Fan.

"Boom!"

The situation changed in an instant.

I saw dark clouds sweeping across the sky.

The wind roared and the rain fell suddenly.

"Roar......"

The evil dragon that Zhao Huangchao transformed into made a deep roar. Immediately afterwards, all the scales on his body exploded, revealing a hard golden skeleton.

His whole person's temperament became extremely sinister

Ye Fan was amazed after seeing it. Just now, he noticed that it was Lotus flower, the luck of Liyang. No wonder he dared to kill himself in his dream like this.

Ye Fan's eyes were slightly sharp. The aura of Zhao Dynasty was much stronger than before!

It is indeed a lucky Lotus flower, it is indeed extraordinary! Ye Fan thought to himself.

"Suffer death!" Zhao Huangchao roared and grabbed Ye Fan with his claws.

Ye Fan looked at Zhao Huangchao, who was rushing toward him, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "I'm afraid you're not powerful enough to hurt me at all!"

Ye Fan's words were extremely plain, and he didn't take Zhao Huangchao as a call back at all.

But it has a domineering air that looks down on the world!

"Arrogant!"

When Zhao Huangchao heard this, he became extremely angry.

The long sword in his hand slashed hard at Ye Fan.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan smiled disdainfully and said: "You want to hurt me with this rubbish trick? It's just wishful thinking!"

The evil dragon transformed into Zhao Dynasty attacks again.

Ye Fan faced the ferocious dragon and refused to retreat.

Then, his legs slightly bent, and then he took a step forward.

A monstrous fighting spirit erupted. Ye Fan is like a peerless God of War, standing proudly in the sky.

Ye Fan holds a sword in his right hand. This sword is the transformation of his Sword Qi and has unparalleled destructive power.

He suddenly slashed out with his sword.

"boom!"

The two collided and erupted into strong ripples.

The ripples are like ripples in water, spreading out continuously.

Soon, the eight Lotus flower shadows on Zhao Huangchao could no longer hold up.

"Pfft..." Zhao Huangchao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his 5.6 face was as pale as paper.

Ye Fan's sword power continued unabated and struck Zhao Huangchao fiercely.

This sword was enough to cut Zhao Huangchao in half.

"F..."

Zhao Huangchao's eyes widened, full of unwillingness.

However, in the end, we are still no match for Ye Fan!

"boom!"

Ye Fan slashed down with his sword, and Zhao Huangchao was shot down from the air and fell to the ground.

Ye Fan retracted his sword and stood quietly in the void, looking down at Zhao Dynasty.

"Pfft..." Zhao Huangchao spat out a mouthful of blood, with a look of pain on his face!

All the Lotus flowers were destroyed by Ye Fan, and the Liyang royal family was also going to be in turmoil. The Zhao Dynasty was unwilling to give up, and had to bear him down until death!

He struggled to get up and rushed towards Ye Fan with his sword in hand.

He already knew that he could not be Ye Fan's opponent, but he still wanted to drag Ye Fan to die together. This was his only chance for revenge.

"Since you want to die, then I will help you!"

Ye Fan said coldly.

Then, he raised his left hand and slapped it down.

"Snapped!"

Ye Fan's left hand accurately hit Zhao Huangchao's head, smashing his head to pieces.

Zhao Huangchao opened his eyes wide, his pupils slowly dilated, and finally lost their luster.

The dream faded, and Ye Fan also started to dream...

"Huh..." Ye Fan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "It's finally over, I can have a good sleep!"