A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1855

Just like literati writers, they will have their own famous works.
The martial artist is naturally the same, every powerhouse who is famous in the world has his own fame and unique knowledge.
Like the King of Fighters’ Beastmaster’s Divine Fist and Mochizuki’s Aoki Sword Art, they are all renowned martial arts skills.
The Qinglian Sword Art is the famous swordsmanship of Xue Zhao Tian.
When it is displayed, the blue light is diffused, and the vertical and horizontal sword energy will converge in the void into a green lotus phantom.
The “Qinglian” phantom is the symbol of Qinglian Sword Art.
That’s why, after seeing Ye Fan’s display, everyone almost immediately recognized that it belonged to Xuezhao Tianshen’s unique swordsmanship.
It was originally the exclusive martial arts of their No. 1 strongman in Japan, but now it was also used by a Chinese.
Everyone naturally felt shocked, trembling, and angry.
It is as if they were the national treasures of Japan, falling into the hands of foreigners.
Even they are like this, let alone Xuezhao himself.
At the moment when Ye Fan used the green lotus sword intent, Xuezhao was stunned.
If struck by lightning, the body trembled.
Just now when I saw Ye Fan use the Dragon Divine Body, Xuezhao Tianshen was not so panicked.
“You…how do you know my Qinglian Sword Art?”
“This is impossible?”
“Qinglian Sword Art is my famous sword art. I am the only one who is strong in the world. How can you do it?”
Xuezhao is almost crazy, she only feels that the combined surprise in this life is not as much as Ye Fan has brought her.
His own fame sword art was actually seen in the hands of others.
She swears that she has never accepted any disciples in her life, nor has she taught swordsmanship to others.
How could this Chinese junior be too?
With full of doubt and astonishment, Xuezhao kept asking Ye Fan.
Ye Fan shook his head and smiled as he listened.
“Really, only you have it?”
“Then I might as well ask Pavilion Master Xuezhao, where did you get this Qinglian Sword Art?”
“Drinking water and thinking about the source, Pavilion Master Xuezhao won’t forget the master of his art studies, has he forgotten?”
Ye Fan smiled faintly.
On the delicate face, there is always a touch of calm and indifferent.
It’s like, at this time, he is not engaged in a life-and-death battle, just talking with people.
But in Xuezhao’s heart, there was a terrible storm.
Her expression trembled, and her eyes trembled and asked Ye Fan.
“Do you know the whereabouts of my teacher?”
“tell me!”
“My teacher, where are they?”
“If you tell me, I can keep your whole body!”
“Haha~” Ye Fan smiled suddenly.
“Pavilion Master Xuezhao is really powerful!”
“Want to keep my whole body?”
“I’m afraid you don’t have the ability!”
Ye Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, and immediately stood with Xuezhao, waving his sword energy.
The same swordsmanship, the same bitterness.
At the top of the Japanese country, Ye Fan and Xuezhao were fighting in the dark.
Like a dragon and a tiger, the fight is inextricably difficult.
Wherever it enters the eye, the blue light is vertical and horizontal, and the sword energy swept across.
The clang of gold and jade is endless.
Between the galaxies, the sparks that burst out are like fireworks blooming under the stars.
Bright and eye-catching!
“Brother, brother, take a look.”
“Look at the sky tree, it’s so beautiful?”
“Is someone setting off fireworks?”
Thousands of meters away, a child looked through the window and saw the dazzling light and shadow of the top of the Japanese nation. His eyes were shocked, and he said with emotion.
More than them, this night, hundreds of thousands of citizens in the entire Winter Capital almost saw two cyan lights and shadows criss-crossing on the Skytree.
Just like the skyrocketing fireworks, dazzling!
However, how do these worldly people know what kind of battle is going through there.
At this moment, in the void, there was another encounter.
The two of them exploded as soon as they stepped on Tianhe.
After the long battle, Xuezhao Tianshen’s forehead was already dripping with sweat, and with his breathing, a delicate body was trembling uncontrollably.

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