The moment Doron fell from the top of the clouds, the whole world seemed to be silent.

For a moment, Haibu seemed to see that the sky of the martial arts of the Indian Kingdom collapsed with the falling Duolun.

"How...how is this happening?"

"Senior Brother Duolun, he actually... was defeated?"

Hai Bulen was there, and his whole body felt like he was struck by lightning.

He opened his mouth wide and looked at the scene in disbelief.

He could not accept the ending at all.

After fighting for so long, the one who lost in the end was his senior brother Doron.

It was clear that a few minutes ago, his senior brother had the upper hand.

Obviously, Ye Fan was being beaten up.

Obviously, not long ago, the little girl in the summer was slashed to the bottom of the Ganges by his senior brother several swords.

But why, why did Chu Tianfan turn the tables in adversity in just a few minutes?

Of course, what Haibu couldn't understand even more was Ye Fan's swordsmanship.

Why is a person who is good at fighting with his body? How can his swordsmanship be so powerful?

Has he been hiding his weaknesses all the time?

Could it be that his strongest thing is not his physical body, but his swordsmanship?

Countless questions, like a flood, swept across Haibu's heart.

He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was too evil.

The monster is simply terrible!

It's like a bottomless black hole, making the world unable to see through it.

Puff~

Doron, who fell to the ground, spat blood again.

His face was terrible, and cold sweat dripped along his forehead like rain.

He no longer has any strength.

The previous match not only drew all his strength, but what was even more fatal was Ye Fan's infinite sword intent. After breaking through Duolun's defense, he swept wildly into Duolun's body.

His tendons and veins were almost broken!

The terrible internal injuries ruined his foundation.

However, he still worked hard and stood up.

The crazy knife in his hand was inserted into the depths of the earth.

Almost all the weight of his body was pressing on his knife.

With this only support, Doron did not fall down.

He raised his head and looked at the thin man standing proudly in the void.

The majestic and arrogant face in the past was left with endless vicissitudes and self-mockery.

"Chu Tianfan, congratulations, you...you won."

"I always thought that your only highlight is your body. Your greatest skill is close combat."

"But now it seems that I was wrong after all."

"The body is not your biggest trump card, but your kendo."

"The sword techniques you used just now are afraid that no one can match the world."

"Just relying on these, the number one on the Tianlist is indeed worthy of its reputation..."

Doron shook his head, and there was a kind of powerlessness and sigh in his words.

He is still old after all.

This world really belongs to later generations.

Before thinking of him, he was disdainful of Ye Fan.

How much foundation do you think a junior can have?

But today's battle made him realize that talent is sometimes much more important than time.

Let him practice for a lifetime and let him stay in seclusion for decades.

But in the face of Chu Tianfan's terrible talent, it is still not worth mentioning.

However, how could Doron and the others know?

Ye Fan’s biggest trump card is actually not the swordsmanship.

The great reliance of the clouds and the sky is Ye Fan’s greatest reliance to this day.

After all, Yun Daotianjue is the supreme martial art tailored by the ancestors of the Chu family for the descendants of the Chu family.

And in terms of power, the Yunyan Sword Art may not be much weaker than Yun Daotian Jue.

But this sword technique was created for the Tang family and was most suitable for women to practice.

Although Ye Fan can also learn it, he is difficult to exert the full power of the Yunyan Sword Technique.

But Yundao Tianjue is different!

If only one person is in the world, he can show the majesty of Yundao Tiandi.

Then this person is Ye Fan!

Unfortunately, Duolun's strength was not enough after all. Before Ye Fan could force him to use Izumo Dao Tianjue, he was defeated.

"However, you are proud to be defeated by the Yunyan Sword Technique."

Ye Fan looked down at the dying old man under his feet with a low look.

The domineering and majesty in the words is heart-wrenching!

Ye Fan had to admit that Doron in front of him was one of the strongest opponents Ye Fan had encountered over the years.

If the Yunyan Sword Technique and Yun Daotianjue were not used, Ye Fan would really not have the confidence to defeat him.

After all, in terms of combat experience and cultivation level, Duolun’s is indeed above Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan’s biggest advantage is the crushing of Duolun in martial arts!

Whether it is Yundao Tianjue or Yunyan Sword Art, it is all the art of immortals.

Why has Ye Fan been able to cross the border and fight over the years?

The greatest reliance is these immortal techniques!

"It...is it called Yunyan Sword Art?"

"It's as misty as clouds, as bright as fireworks..."

"This sword technique is indeed worthy of its name."

"Tell me, who is the one who created this sword technique?

"Where did you learn this profound sword technique?"

Doron was as angry as a fucking spring, his broken body leaning against his long sword.

He raised his head, as if a monk seeking the Tao asked where the Tathagata's true scripture was. In his words, he kept asking about the origin of Ye Fan's sword technique.

However, in the face of Duolun's questioning, Ye Fan just smiled coldly.

"Why should anyone who is about to die ask about the origin of the sword technique?"

After Ye Fan's words fell, his expression suddenly trembled.

call!

The world that had just calmed down became restless again.

Endless winds blow, and infinite energy surges.

Seeing the power of Ye Fan, he seemed to be rekindled and became stronger in an instant.

Among the tendons and veins, the true essence rolls.

Under the Dantian, the Yundao Tianjue exercises are running wildly!

What?

He is...

Seeing Ye Fan's actions, Haibu's eyes turned red, who was originally frustrated.

"Son of a bitch!"
To be continued...