Snow Land, the Imperial City, Imperial Street.
Lin Xiao and Lin Yun stood at the entrance, looking solemnly at the direction Ye Fanchen had disappeared into after getting into the carriage.
Lin Yun's face was gloomy as he gritted his teeth and asked, "Big brother, I don't know what you're thinking, but this Ye brat is like a turtle in a jar today. If you and I joined forces, he wouldn't have a chance to escape. But you let the secret and the Luo Shui Sword Technique escape just like that!"
At this point, Lin Yun suddenly paused as fear flashed across his face.
"Ha."
The peaceful look on Lin Xiao's face instantly disappeared and was replaced by a cold smile. He said indifferently, "Little brother, this brat is not as simple as you think. He has too many secrets on him, so many that our Imperial City branch can't handle them all!"
The Luo Shui Sword Technique was the most respected sword technique in the world. Since ten thousand years ago, only four people had used it!
Qingyun Xian Zun, Ye Fanchen, Bai Ning, and that mysterious girl of unknown origin!
Qingyun Xian Zun was an existence that had fallen ten thousand years ago. Although no one had ever recorded it, Qingyun Xian Zun had passed down the Luo Shui Sword Technique!
But Ye Fanchen and Ye Fanchen had the same surname, so it was possible that Qingyun Xian Zun was a descendant of Ye Fanchen!
A surname naturally didn't explain everything, but when this Ye and Qingyun Xian Zun were the same Ye, and they had passed down the Luo Shui Sword Technique, the combination of these two together was incredible!
Bai Ning called Ye Fanchen master, but the sword technique he had used was only the first form of the Luo Shui Sword Technique, so it was negligible!
And that mysterious girl, not only did she know the Luo Shui Sword Technique, but she was also born with the Heart of the Sword. She had derived her own sword technique from the Luo Shui Sword Technique!
The power that was revealed was only the tip of the iceberg. So when the mysterious girl appeared, Lin Xiao immediately began to investigate.
However, Lin Xiao only found one thing — that girl's surname was Ye!
After that, the higher-ups of the organization immediately stopped the investigation and sent someone to reprimand Lin Xiao, ordering him to burn all information about the girl!
Ye Qingyun, Ye Fanchen, and the mysterious girl!
The three of them all had the surname Ye, and all knew the Luo Shui Sword Technique..........
Even the forces behind them couldn't afford to offend such a colossus. Would a small Imperial City branch really dare to pull the whiskers of a tiger?
... ...
Lin Xiao heavily patted Lin Yun's shoulder and sighed helplessly, "Brother, you're almost a thousand years old, but there's still a long way to go before you can take charge!"
As soon as his voice fell, a cold light flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes. He raised his hand and pointed to a certain alley on Imperial Street. More than ten black shadows rushed out from it, and in a few breaths of time, they carried out seven or eight corpses wearing dark green brocade robes.
The dark-green brocade robes were embroidered with flowers, which was obviously the small flag of the police station!
People from the Editorial Office were not allowed to enter Imperial Street!
This was a rule that even the old Emperor of the Snow Land didn't dare to say 'no'!
"Hmph!"
Lin Xiao coldly snorted and said with a dark face, "Just a mere Tong Xin, you really think you're the number one person in the Snow Land? You even dare to provoke me, let's see how long you can laugh! "
… …
"Creak!"
Ye Fanchen gently pushed open the wooden door of his courtyard, but he didn't enter.
A pair of clear black and white eyes looked around and said indifferently, "Everyone, since you're already here, don't you want to show yourself and talk? This doesn't seem to be the style of your Editorial Office? "
The street, which had already been completely silent, instantly burst into an uproar after Ye Fanchen's shout.
Groups of Editorial Office guards wearing dark green robes with flowers on their clothes suddenly appeared and surrounded Ye Fanchen's courtyard with torches.
These guards were all white and beardless, and their Yin Qi was even more than Yang Qi. Obviously, they were all selected from the eunuchs in the palace.
Although they were all warriors selected from the eunuchs, they perfectly obeyed orders. Except for the sound of footsteps and the crackling of the torches, Ye Fanchen didn't hear any other noises.
The leader of the Editorial Office guards was a young man wearing a navy blue robe. There was a long saber hanging from his waist. Even though it wasn't unsheathed, it still emitted a chilling aura.
"You're Tong Huan, the one who hired the assassins?" Ye Fanchen narrowed his eyes and sized up the long saber hanging from his waist. "Your saber isn't bad!"
The saber faintly glowed. It was probably a spiritual weapon, but its grade couldn't be compared to the Thousand Feather Sword hanging from his waist!
Tong Huan tidied his navy blue robe and slowly turned to face Ye Fanchen. His bloodshot eyes flashed with a faint murderous intent.
Although he wasn't the one who personally led the team to monitor Ye Fanchen, his trusted subordinates were in charge. But today, Ye Fanchen suddenly disappeared for half a day. To the Editorial Office, this was tantamount to sticking their face out and slapping them hard in the face.
"Let me introduce myself …" Tong Huan grinned.
"No need." Ye Fanchen stretched his neck. "I don't have time for a dead man's self-introduction."
"Arrogant!"
Tong Huan growled and unsheathed the long saber at his waist. He stomped on the ground with his soapy shoes and pounced on the unmoving Ye Fanchen.
Ye Fanchen was indeed arrogant!
Whether it was the nobles of Snow Land or anyone who had interacted with Ye Fanchen, they all thought that this person was crazy beyond belief!
If Ye Fanchen's sword had been in perfect condition, Tong Huan might have been a little more cautious. However, in the battle half a month ago, Ye Fanchen's sword had been damaged in front of everyone's eyes.
What was there to be afraid of when a swordsman lost his sword?
"Whoosh —"
Ye Fanchen reached out and pulled, and the white robe on his body flew into the air. The flesh on his back squirmed, and four thick vines slowly spread out in all directions!
Tong Huan narrowed his eyes. Although he didn't stop moving, the long saber in his hand was placed in front of his chest.
He wasn't surprised, and he didn't cry out, "What kind of monster is this?!"
The battle between Ye Fanchen and the martial artists from the Liu Household had alarmed the entire Snow Land's imperial city. Naturally, it couldn't be hidden from the Editorial Office, who specialized in secret missions.
Tong Huan was a swordsman. He had the unique dominance of a swordsman. He believed that the saber in his hand could cut through everything that stood in his way!
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