Chapter 728 University

"Sow..."

Hearing what Suan Sansheng said, Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled helplessly.

"After this incident, Fatty will not be in trouble in the future, right?"

"I don't know about that." Suan Sansheng smiled and replied: "But he has been more focused these days."

"It's just that he is still a little greedy. If this problem can be cured..."

"We have to leave him some thoughts." Ye Fan waved his hand. Fatty Li loves to eat, partly because of himself, and partly because of practicing Taotie.

Fatty Li has ordinary talent, and Taotie can indeed bring him strong help, forcibly narrowing the gap between him and those geniuses, but how can there be a perfect solution in the world? Taotie also brings Fatty Li an increasing appetite, and he will never be able to have the same body shape as ordinary people.

"Okay." Suan Sansheng understood Ye Fan's idea, nodded, looked at the city opposite, and asked, "I think it's about time."

"Yeah." Ye Fan nodded, slowly raised his hand, and everyone's eyes gathered.

"Break the city! Suppress the bandits!"

As Ye Fan's hand fell, the next moment, the army rushed out like a fierce dragon out of the sea, and the rumbling footsteps shook the ground.

"Suppress the bandits!"

Ye Mou and other king-levels took the lead in attacking. They were strong. Facing the broken forbidden barrier of the city wall, they each used their own methods, either covering the sky or rolling up wind and thunder.

"Then Pavilion Master Jiang..." Ye Fan stood in front of the formation, his eyes focused on Jiang Wuyin.

His performance was too conspicuous. At this moment, there were countless flying swords around him and around him.

Many sword-wielding people in the army had their swords taken away. Fortunately, they were all technological weapons, so there was not much impact.

"Sword control." Ye Fan's eyes flickered, and in his hand, the sword beast made a buzzing sound, which seemed equally excited.

The book of magic left by the Sword Saint records some extremely powerful sword moves. Just reading it can bring out terrifying power. It does not require much talent for swordsmanship. It is more about the physical fitness of the sword holder.

Knowing sword moves does not necessarily mean you can know swordsmanship. The strong man I met in Pingcheng that year was frightening just by his sword intention.

"Maybe if there is a chance, I can ask him for advice..." Looking at the flying sword formation, Ye Fan nodded slightly, and then heard the noise in the crowd.

"Zhang Pingzhi, you are here again??!"

"We are fighting, you took our weapons away, how can we fight?"

"..."

"People from the Sword Pavilion." Ye Fan's eyes moved, and at a glance, he saw a young man in the Sword Pavilion who also performed a sword-controlling technique similar to Jiang Wuyin, and a huge sword flow surrounded him.

Outside the sword flow, a group of Sword Pavilion disciples who had lost their weapons were cursing anxiously.

"I was so excited that I forgot that I couldn't use the sword control technique." Zhang Pingzhi also looked embarrassed in the sword flow, and quickly dispersed the sword flow. The weapons fell down and piled up.

"I'll deal with you when I come back." The disciples of the Sword Pavilion cursed, and didn't care about so much, just picked up weapons and went to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Zhang Pingzhi fell to the end, watching many fellow disciples charge, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

As the eldest disciple of the Sword Pavilion, his strength is not weak, but all his skills are based on the sword control technique. Suddenly he couldn't use the technique, as if his hands and feet were cut off at once.

"I can't control the sword, what should I do." Zhang Pingzhi looked distressed, perhaps eager to show off, he also cursed: "It's all Master, you don't teach me anything, but teach me the sword control technique."

"The technique your master taught you is not useless." The voice sounded beside his ear, Zhang Pingzhi was stunned, just raised his head, and saw Ye Fan who appeared beside him at some point.

"King Ye!" Zhang Pingzhi already had some admiration for Ye Fan, and when he suddenly saw Ye Fan, his breathing stopped for a few seconds.

In front of him was the most powerful hero in the entire southern region, the youngest titled king of the human race, and the peerless genius who had swept his peers at a young age...

"Accept my worship."

After saying this, Zhang Pingzhi immediately knelt down.

"No need to kneel." Ye Fan held Zhang Pingzhi.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Pingzhi stood up and looked at Ye Fan in front of him. He wanted to say something, but he stuttered and didn't say it.

"You are very good." Along the way, Ye Fan naturally saw Zhang Pingzhi's emotions towards him.

Some people hate him, and naturally there are also people who recognize him.

Zhang Pingzhi was flattered by the compliment, "No, no, I often make things worse." New

"I make things worse because they can't coexist with you, but not because you are useless." Ye Fan patted Zhang Pingzhi on the shoulder: "Your sword-controlling skills are strong enough, and you are also lucky enough in this."

"This is the path that Master pointed out to me. I am his last disciple..." Zhang Pingzhi scratched his head. The man in his twenties looked at his idol with his eyes wide open: "King Ye, you are much younger than I thought."

"I'm not very old." Ye Fan replied. Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, there was a loud rumble in front of him.

Looking up, the protective shield on the Posa City, which had a hole in it, had a big hole. The clouds above were split in the middle, and there was no end in sight, as if the sky was split in half.

"The barrier is broken." Ye Fan was a little surprised: "So fast."

"It should be because of my master." Zhang Pingzhi replied, "Master is the only person in the Jiangge who can combine the sword control skills and sword moves left by the ancestor in the past hundred years. If he breaks out with all his strength, the half-emperor also needs to avoid its edge. "

"Grandmaster, Sword Master..." After receiving the information from Zhang Pingzhi, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the close disciple beside him.

"Are there many people practicing sword control in Jiange?"

"I am the only one in this generation. In the future, there may be my junior brother." Zhang Pingzhi replied, glanced at Ye Fan, and felt Ye Fan's curiosity about sword control. He thought for a while, and then said: "The sect's magic is not If rumors are allowed, if King Ye wants to practice sword control, he may try to join the Sword Pavilion and become a nominal disciple."

"Nominal disciple?" Ye Fan frowned.

"It's just a name. Jiange recognizes this person. In the past, many powerful tribesmen liked to find some sects to name themselves, which can be regarded as gold plating." Zhang Pingzhi explained:

"Nominal disciples do not need to stay in the sword pavilion. The sword pavilion will hold a sword trial ceremony every year. As a nominal disciple, you can enter. Not only will you have the opportunity to learn sword control, but you will also have the opportunity to meet the ancestor."

"Meet the Patriarch?" These words aroused Ye Fan's interest: "Didn't the Sword Master leave with the King of Humans?"

"You can come back." Zhang Pingzhi replied, looking at Ye Fan staring at him, scratching his head: "Anyway, Master told me so, but I have never seen it."

"Can I enter the Jiange?" Ye Fan didn't care, thinking about some ways: "With such a stalemate between the Jiange and Nanchuan, your master probably won't accept me in."

"I can tell the master for King Ye." Seeing that Ye Fan was really interested, Zhang Pingzhi replied: "Jiange is recruiting disciples. King Ye is also a practicing Sword Master. Logically speaking, he is considered a disciple of Jiange."

As he said that, Zhang Pingzhi showed some excitement on his face.

If Ye Fan can put his name in Jiange, it's not because he is gold-plated, but because Jiange is gold-plated.

"If King Ye is willing to come, Master will definitely not refuse." Zhang Pingzhi emphasized.

"Yeah... OK." Ye Fan didn't hesitate much and quickly agreed: "Then I'll take care of you."

"King Ye is joking, I'm really looking forward to studying with King Ye." Zhang Pingzhi replied quickly.

"There are many opportunities to study together, and it doesn't necessarily have to be only in Jiange." Ye Fan replied, glanced at Zhang Pingzhi, and suddenly smiled.

"Zhang Pingzhi, there is a swordsmanship university in Nanchuan. If you are interested, you can come."

"Swordsmanship University?" Zhang Pingzhi was stunned: "Is there such a university in Nanchuan?"

"Yes." Ye Fan nodded, patted Zhang Pingzhi again, and then let out a devil's whisper.

"If you come to Nanchuan, I can build a swordsmanship university specifically for you, specifically named after you."

(Sorry for the delay due to something at home)