The six Primal Chaos Realm cultivators looked at each other in dismay. None of them had any intention of attacking.
Although Ye Fanchen was only at the late stage of the Nirvana Realm, his offensive skills were simply too terrifying!
Chu Mosheng's face darkened as he sized up the six Primal Chaos Realm cultivators. He said coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that you guys didn't put in any effort and attacked earlier to keep Lin Yun here, how could Ye Fanchen find us so quickly?"
The six Primal Chaos Realm cultivators didn't dare to refute and lowered their heads.
Lin Yun was backed by a colossus. As King Chu's successor, Chu Mosheng naturally didn't have to worry about revenge.
However, they were just ordinary cultivators. If they didn't have the position of Chu royal residence's Primal Chaos Realm cultivators, killing them would be as easy as killing an ant!
Kill Lin Yun?
They didn't have the guts!
Ye Fanchen, who had been waiting outside the Chu royal residence for a while, glanced sideways. He raised the silver sword in his right hand and the sharp blade directly slashed across the neck of the dazed Li Qing.
When Li Qing fell into a pool of blood, Ye Fanchen once again took a step forward and walked towards the Chu royal residence's main gate.
Chu Mosheng's hands clenched into fists. He growled, "Normally, when we're taking the Primal Chaos Realm cultivators, each of you is more active than the other. Now that a tough nut has come knocking, you're shrinking back? Pei, what kind of joke is this! "
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties strolled out. He glanced at Chu Mosheng's back with an ugly expression.
He admitted that after eating the Chu royal residence's Primal Chaos Realm cultivators for so many years, his comfortable life had gradually extinguished the fire in his heart. He, who had lost his courage, was terrified after seeing Ye Fanchen instantly kill Li Qing.
However, he was still a proud person. He couldn't accept Chu Mosheng humiliating him like this!
"Clang!"
A clear sword cry sounded. A ray of light streaked across Chu Mosheng's face and shot towards Ye Fanchen outside the gate!
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and tore off the luxurious robe on his body that was inconvenient for him to move about. His feet moved slightly as he chased after the cold light!
Ye Fanchen, who was just one step away from entering the Chu royal household, suddenly raised his head. He saw a cold glint piercing through the air. He raised the sword in his right hand and blocked the path of the cold glint!
After the cold beam collided with Ye Fanchen's silvery-white longsword, it suddenly slowed down, revealing a strange sword that was about three feet long and did not have a handguard!
Without the armguard, the sword had lost most of its ability to block attacks. If the opponent's weapon came down, it could even chop off one of the sword's owner's hands!
However, it was also because of the lack of a handguard that the air resistance of the sword was greatly reduced. The speed of the sword was at least 30% faster!
While Ye Fanchen was still amazed by the sword's forging process, a terrifying spiritual energy suddenly erupted from the sword's edge, forcefully pushing Ye Fanchen back more than 30 steps!
"Ta! Step! Step … "
With every step Ye Fanchen took on the ground, a large amount of force would be dissipated with his legs. Pieces of the bluestone ground were cracked inch by inch. In the blink of an eye, there was not a single piece of intact bluestone road outside the Chu royal household!
When the force was almost completely dissipated, Ye Fanchen raised his right hand and threw out the strange longsword that had forced him back!
This was the first time he had been forced back by someone!
Using his left hand to rub the tip of his nose, Ye Fanchen's mocking smile disappeared. He said seriously, "It seems that the Chu royal household is not full of useless people. Finally, an interesting character has appeared."
The middle-aged man swiftly rushed to the Chu royal household's main door. With a tap of his foot, he leaped into the air and reached out to catch the longsword.
"Clang!"
The middle-aged man gripped the hilt of the sword. The longsword that had just stopped once again let out a crisp sword hum!
Ye Fanchen pointed the silver-white longsword diagonally to the ground as he looked gravely at the slowly descending figure.
After the middle-aged man landed, he did not charge forward again. Instead, he calmly blocked the Chu royal household's main door and said calmly, "Cheng Tianyi of Xinling, my master is Li Taibai of Xinling. Sword please!"
Li Taibai of Xinling. Ye Fanchen had never heard of this name before. But thinking about it, he should be a grandmaster who had founded a sect.
The word 'master' wasn't something that could be said so easily. Only the direct disciples of a grandmaster were allowed to say who their master was. For example, if Ye Fanchen's identity was exposed, Bai Ning would be allowed to say that her master was Ye Qingyun from Heaven Xuan!
The words "sword please" were used when a grandmaster's disciple asked another grandmaster's disciple about his background.
But usually, after these words were said, the two swordsmen would fight to the death!
Ye Fanchen's face was expressionless as he said calmly, "Ye Fanchen of Xuan City, my master is Ye Fanchen of Tianxuan. Sword please!"
Cheng Tianyi's eyes narrowed as he stomped on the ground and charged towards Ye Fanchen again. At the same time, he said loudly, "I've long heard that you know the Luo Water Sword Technique. So you really are the successor of Qingyun Xian Zun. Today, I'll have a taste of the Luo Water Sword Technique!"
As a fellow swordsman, Cheng Tianyi knew what kind of person a true swordsman was. Therefore, he did not think that Ye Fanchen would lie to him. Furthermore, Ye Fanchen's Luo Water Sword Technique was no longer a secret. It was just that not many people dared to have designs on it.
Some people did not have the ability, while others did not dare. This was a delicate balance.
Ye Fanchen's face darkened as a cold glint flashed across his silver-white longsword. Layers of sword intent appeared around him and disappeared in an instant. Only a circle of sword domain that was completely under Ye Fanchen's control had been silently formed!
Inviting a sword wasn't just for show.
If Ye Fanchen was defeated by Cheng Tianyi today, it would be equivalent to Ye Qingyun's Luo Water Sword Technique being defeated by Li Taibai's sword technique!
"Uncle Gu!"
Chu Mosheng, who was watching the battle, suddenly turned his head respectfully and called out softly to someone behind him.
If Ye Fanchen had charged into the Chu Royal Residence, he would still be slightly apprehensive. However, now that Cheng Tianyi had blocked Ye Fanchen, Chu Mosheng's thoughts started to become active.
The five Chaotic Realm experts beside Chu Mosheng looked at each other. After all, no one in their group had the surname Gu!
If someone had been hiding beside the five Chaotic Realm experts and had not been discovered, then this person's cultivation level would be very terrifying. At the very least, even if the five of them worked together, they might not be able to take down this person!
Unexpectedly, a faint voice sounded. "Young Master, please give your orders!"
Even though this voice sounded tired and ethereal, the six Primal Chaos Realm martial artists present could hear a healthy and powerful aura from this faint voice!
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