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Graceland sighed and said, "Sire God of Swords, you are young and you do not know what is normal.

This Hidden Sword Villa was the oldest swordsman family in the Blessed Paradise.

It could be traced back to the time before the clan had competed for supremacy, when the Meng Clan had already forged their sword in the Blessed Paradise.

Although the Meng Clan was not a clan and chosen by the heavens, they had a deep relationship with the sword.

Their ancestors, by forging swords, had instantly gained insights into a unique sword-training technique.

Generations of descendants all sent out swordsmen. As the number of them increased, their combat prowess was actually higher than that of ordinary clans.

Those born in the Hidden Sword Villa would walk from snack to sleep, their bodies never leaving the sword.

Furthermore, he could go to the Sword Pool, Sword Tomb and other secret places where he had many famous swords, comprehend the sword intent and seek advice from the sword masters at home.

Generations of powerful Swordsmen of the Meng Clan had been groomed, causing the number of Swordsman experts in the clan to be very considerable.

Among the cultivation families in the Blessed Paradise, the Meng Family should be ranked in the top three in strength. "

Ye Fan suddenly realized that this was actually a family specializing in sword practice. If they had developed for tens of thousands of years, then they would truly be powerful.

One had to know that even many clans weren\'t able to endure for such a long period of time.

"Although the Hidden Sword Villa has not done much in the past thousand years, it\'s only because they are unwilling to be high-profile.

Occasionally, swords that were looked down upon by some clans would flow into the auction house, but even if it was a sword that the Hidden Sword Villa did not want, it could still be sold for a very high price.

"It\'s clear that the Meng Clan\'s sword crafting skills are on par with the Heavenly Passage Paradise, or even the entire prehistoric era." Yao Yao sighed emotionally.

Cen Ying grinned and said, "Sir God of Swords, you may not know this, but the Great Desolation Swordmaster has been evaluated by everyone in the past thousand years.

Two thousand years ago, the owner of the Hidden Sword Villa, Meng Duanyun, used his sword intent to kill three Holy Spirit Realm experts who were trying to steal divine weapons from the village, as well as many Holy Bodies and Sacred Hearts.

The fame of the Cloud Sword Saint resounded throughout the prehistoric era. Back then, in the prehistoric era, he was the only Sword Saint. No one else could match him!

It was only when the Dragon Fist Emperor Ren Tianwei was revealed that the Sword Saint\'s reputation gradually waned. "

"Sword Saint Yun is the sword cultivator senior that I revered when I was young …"

He sighed, "It was also because of the Sheng Domain\'s invasion that made the Hidden Sword Villa keep a low profile for the past two thousand years.

Wealth is a crime and I believe the Hidden Sword Villa does not wish for people who are jealous to go to the Villa and steal from it. "

Hearing this, Ye Fan finally understood why this group of sage realm experts were so afraid.

A sword cultivation aristocratic family that had existed for tens of thousands of years was definitely not something that an ordinary sect could afford to offend. It was likely that only a clan of the four great clans would be able to steadily suppress them.

At this moment, Meng Yicheng suddenly sat up, bringing two maids with him to stand in front of Ye Fan.

Meng Yiqiu had a look of contempt on his face. "Kid, don\'t think that a bunch of ignorant fellows will call you \'God of Swords\'. You really deserve this title.

In this world, if there is anyone who can be called the Sword God, then the only person who can be considered is my father, the \'Sword God of Cloudfall\'!

This young master knows that you have become famous young, and is a little too pleased with yourself, you even built some Immortal Sword Sect …

I advise you to change your name as soon as you get back, in case you make a fool of yourself!

Otherwise... I don\'t even need my father\'s help to break your beautiful sword-god dream! "

Ye Fan\'s face turned cold. He didn\'t say anything, and this brat kicked his nose in embarrassment. Could it be that Hidden Sword Villa wanted to go against him?

After all, they were all sword cultivators, and it was inevitable that they would dislike each other.

"One Autumn!" Don\'t be rude! "

At this moment, a valiant middle-aged man with long, gray hair wearing a dark blue robe appeared on the side. He was leading two of his entourage.

This man was in the Holy Spirit Realm, and the two people behind him were both in the Sacred Body Realm, which showed that they had an extraordinary background.

Only then did Meng Yicheng restrain his emotions and respectfully saluted, "Father, why have you come? It\'s just a mere ancient ruin, it\'s enough for my son to come."

Many of the sage realm cultivators present now knew that this person was the Sword Saint of the Sword from two thousand years ago!?

"Manor Lord Meng actually did not ascend? I wonder what level his cultivation in the way of the sword has reached! "

"It seems that the Hidden Sword Villa is determined to get the treasures from the Ancient Era\'s Remnants!"

Meng Duanyun said in a reproachful tone, "Yiqiu, how many times have I told you this? Even if you have the ability, you shouldn\'t look down on others.

Our Hidden Sword Villa has always been at peace with other sects and families, why haven\'t you apologized to this Brother Ye?! "

Although it was a lecturing tone, he obviously agreed with his son\'s words.

All the saints could not help but mutter in their hearts, "Looks like Sword Saint Yun …" He had not really looked down on the Sword God\'s Monarch level of sword intent!

However, Meng Duanyun truly did have this kind of confidence, and no one would think that he was arrogant or conceited.

After all, many people had never seen Ye Fan fight before, so they grew up listening to Meng Duanyun\'s stories.

"Alright, since Father has said so … "Then, this Brother Ye, I apologize for offending you just now." Meng Yiqiu said with a sneer.

Ye Fan could feel that this Meng Feiyun had some skill, but it was not unfathomable.

It was just that he didn\'t want to lower himself to the level of the father and son duo, so he couldn\'t be bothered.

Moreover, he was going to enter the Ancient Ruins. If he directly broke up with the Hidden Sword Villa, the people of the Divine Sword Sect would suffer.

Seeing Ye Fan remain silent, Meng Yiqiu thought Ye Fan was afraid, and the disdain in her eyes became even more intense.

"Haha, Villa Owner Meng, I never thought that the Manor Lord would personally come to this ancient ruins."

At this moment, Magic King Phillips, along with his two disciples, walked over.

"Phillips, how long will it take for the entrance to be stable?" Meng Boyun asked. Towards the Demon Lord, he spoke in the tone of a junior.

"Today is the day, it shouldn\'t take more than six hours." Phillips turned around and saw Ye Fan, he smiled and said, "The God of Swords is also here. Both of you are swordsmen, could it be that you are communicating with each other?"

"Is he even worthy of exchanging insights in the sword with my father? Can you, old thing, chat? "

As Phillips\' smile froze, the two disciples behind him revealed looks of anger.

"What are you saying!?"

"You dare to insult teacher?!"

Phillips stretched out his hand and stopped his disciple: "This must be the young master. It seems like the old man said something wrong?"

Meng Duanyun sighed and looked at his son reproachfully, "Phillips, I\'ve spoiled this son of mine. Please don\'t mind me too much.

One Autumn Leaf had reached the Sacred Heart at the age of forty, reached the Sacred Body at the age of one hundred and thirty, and was already half a step into the Holy Spirit Realm.

And there was also the Heaven level Sword Intent and Sword of Heart Realm... This was truly rare.

My old son, who is also such a gifted son, naturally dotes on him.

"Don\'t worry about what he has said. Just treat it as a joke …"

Phillips smiled and nodded, "Villa Owner, rest assured, this old man naturally understands. I congratulate the Manor Lord on having a successor."

Meng Yiqiu, who was at the side, had an evil smile on his face as he said, "Father, you love your son, but your son is worthy of your love … …

If it wasn\'t for you, father, stopping them, and being called \'God of Swords\' by this group of people, your son I would be the one. "

Meng Duanyun lectured, "One Autumn! Don\'t be so rude! "

Even though he said so, his eyes were filled with pride for his son.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn\'t help but think of Ji Susu. If he had grown up by Ji Susu\'s side, would he also have become like this...

Just at this time, a large amount of Saint realm pressure was approaching the valley from the Ancient Devil Abyss.

The various saints frowned and turned their heads to look. They saw that the black qi was rolling and a cold wind was blowing!

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