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In the entire Flourishing Palace Small World, Ye Fan had not stepped foot in it for nearly a month.

He had lived with Ye Qingchen in the Shenyue Mountains for almost a month, and he was not used to living with him in the small world.

The construction of the small world was very fast, and the vicinity was already surrounded by endless pavilions and herb fields.

The training grounds, Grand Plaza and others, there were hundreds of them lined up in a row.

In the distance, one could faintly see mountain caves, and many mysterious illusory lights were flickering endlessly.

And in every training field, there were tens of thousands of children practicing martial arts.

The first thing the little white fox felt after entering was that how could there be so many children here?

Other than the experts who stayed behind to impart martial dao, there were no other adults.

"Master, these children have extraordinary talents. They should have long since been snatched away by the sect!" The little white fox frowned and asked.

With her cultivation level, it was only natural that she would be the first to see that these people had excellent Innate Ability.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised slightly, and said: "In this world, there are still many mortals!"

"They were originally mortals who could not cultivate. It was my Yihua Palace who bestowed them with the ability to cleanse their marrow and refine their bodies, achieving unparalleled heights."

"There are probably five or six hundred thousand of them now!"

Hiss ~

Hearing this, the little white fox's face paled on the spot.

Seeing Ye Fan walking in through the air, tens of thousands of Grand Plaza people all looked at him, and all of them knelt down!

"Greetings, Young Lord!" The sound shook the sky, carrying with it the aura of over a hundred thousand people, looking down on the outside of the Ninth Heaven.

Ye Fan raised his hand slightly, and everyone stood up.

Abruptly, his eyes flashed with sharpness as he stared at a certain direction in the void.

Ye Qingchen also realised something, he raised his Pingyu Sword and fiercely slashed towards the void, his movements was fluid and smooth, in just a breath of time.

Rumble ~

With an explosive sound, a black shadow was chopped out by her and was pushed back several hundred meters.

The red battle sword in the black shadow's hand was buzzing.

But it was only a single strike, and Ye Qingchen immediately retracted his imposing manner, and laughed: "Shadow Killer, this time you cannot defeat me!"

It was Shadow Killer!

He quietly sneaked over, and bowed to Ye Fan slightly, saying, "Young Master, the number of Yihua Palace's new disciples totals to seven hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Also, Young Lord, Qingchen has become so powerful, shouldn't you give me some pointers?"

Shadow Killer's face was filled with depression!

All these years, he had been taking care of the Yihua Palace, and his cultivation had stagnated due to his inability to advance in his Fish Dragon Nine Stages.

With that thought, Ye Fan coiled a black python with one hand, as if it was made of steel.

Immediately after, he raised his hand and the black python roared, its body expanded as though it was an evil dragon that had descended into the world.1

The pressure of the black python pierced through the sky and hovered above his head. Even the surrounding sky and earth became dark.

Clearly, this was a heavenly treasure.

The seal in Ye Fan's hands changed, and the giant python immediately disintegrated with a clang, transforming into thousands of sharp little swords, flying towards Shadow Killer.

Shadow Killer's expression changed, but he did not take half a step back.

That powerful pressure twisted and twisted. The black robes on his body were immediately shredded into pieces. There were even some wind blades that cut through his body.

Little White Fox and the others were naturally shocked. This treasure was at least an existence on the Spirit Ranking.

The moment the myriad of small swords pierced Shadow Killer's forehead, all of the small swords gathered together like raindrops, forming a three foot long, pitch-black battle pestle.

universal pestle!

"Not bad, I'll give it to you as a gift!" Ye Fan said indifferently, and then stepped into the air.

At this moment, Shadow Killer's entire body was badly mutilated, and he was enduring the pain of being torn apart.

Ye Qingchen quietly took a step forward, and with a flip of his hand, an ice crystal sealed with scarlet blood appeared in a flash, and said:

"Don't resent Master. If you can't even withstand the power of this magic treasure, how could he dare to let you use it?"

"When I first inherited the Sword of Feather, didn't Master allow that baleful aura to devour my ghost aura?"

"This is the blood of the true Phoenix. Master told me to pass it to you!"

Shadow Killer's eyes lit up, a trace of determination appearing in his eyes!

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