Ye Fanchen, dressed in a white robe and black shoes, strolled along the empty Imperial Street. His pair of cold black eyes were mixed with a faint smile.
The doors, which used to be as busy as a marketplace, were tightly shut today.
Although he didn't know why, Ye Fanchen felt that something was wrong when he saw the tightly shut doors. However, he didn't know what was wrong.
It was as if all of this had happened before. Everything gave him a familiar yet strange feeling.
Ye Fanchen patted his head heavily. He chuckled and shook his head, muttering, "Now that we are facing a great enemy, what am I thinking!?"
The surroundings were so quiet that it was as if there were no living creatures. It was as if Ye Fanchen was the only person in the entire Imperial City of the Snow Land.
Ye Fanchen didn't see a single person walking from one end of Imperial Street to the other. All the shops on this street, which used to be the busiest in the Imperial City, were also tightly shut.
Behind every shop on this busiest street stood an important person who could make the Imperial City tremble with a stomp of their feet. And the only person who could make these important people shut their mouths at the same time, obediently close these shops, and allow other forces to clean up this street, was undoubtedly the Emperor's close official — Tong Xin!
Only Tong Xin had the power to make these important people obediently give up on a business that was making a lot of money every day!
The thirteen Grand Guardians of the Police Bureau jumped out from the second floor of an inn one after another and landed steadily on Imperial Street.
"Ye Fanchen, your name is like thunder to my ears. I've heard a lot about you!"
The leader, Li Wen, saluted Ye Fanchen with cupped fists. He didn't have any intention of making a move and just stood there.
"Based on this situation, I guess Tong Xin has come personally, right?" Ye Fanchen cleared his throat, "If he doesn't show up, I'm going to leave."
The bad-tempered Wei San looked deeply at Ye Fanchen and said coldly, "To deal with a brat like you who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, do I need the Grand Guardian to make a move?"
As soon as Wei San finished speaking, a signal flare suddenly shot out from a deep alley in Imperial Street and then exploded in the sky.
A bandit dressed in a black brocade robe led a group of twelve strong men dressed in red robes as they continuously rushed out from the alleys of Imperial Street.
In the blink of an eye, these vassals and strong men had completely surrounded the entire Royal Street!
Ye Fanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around at the guards and strong men, and said loudly, "Tong Zhang Yin, you've come in person today, but you still put on such a big show. There's no need for that, right?"
At this point, Ye Fanchen raised his eyebrows contemptuously and continued, "Or is it that Boss Tong doesn't have any confidence in his subordinates? Do you think that with so many people here today, I can still kill my way out like cutting vegetables? "
"Ta! Step! Ta! "
Tong Xin, dressed in a goose yellow brocade robe, took steady steps as he walked out step by step from the seemingly endless fences.
It was still Tong Xin's fair and clean face, his silver-white hair hanging naturally behind his waist. The two of them looked at each other, and Tong Xin said indifferently, "Ye Fanchen, do you only know how to show off now? You've only been in the Imperial City for a short time, and you've already stirred up such a foul atmosphere. This is truly … unforgivable! "
"Crime?"
Ye Fanchen's raised eyebrows slowly relaxed, and his five well-defined fingers lightly landed on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
With Ye Fanchen as the center, a cold murderous aura spread out in all directions. One by one, the guards and strong men were forced to take a few steps back by this murderous aura!
Tong Xin did not move, his hands behind his back, allowing Ye Fanchen's cold murderous aura to wash over his body.
"Two things. First, you give me the cultivation method to refine the demonic aura. Second, you leave the Imperial City immediately."
Tong Xin's fair and clean face outlined a sinister smile, and he said in a deep voice, "Satisfy my two requests, and I'll let you, Ye Fanchen, become the Lord of Xuan City. How about it?"
"Clang!"
A sword sound rang out, and the Thousand Mystery Sword appeared in his hand.
Ye Fanchen did not even bother to answer Tong Xin's request, and directly used the simplest and most violent method to express his thoughts.
With a surge of spiritual energy, Ye Fanchen, with his back facing Tong Xin, rushed into the guards of the Imperial City alone with his sword, and instantly set off a reign of terror.
The thick smell of blood permeated the streets of Imperial Street. Tong Xin and the 13 Guardians sniffed, somewhat intoxicated, but still did not have the intention to make a move.
Tong Xin stood still, his fair and clean face still had a sinister smile. He raised his hand and pointed at Ye Fanchen, and said, "Take him down, and you'll be promoted by three ranks, rewarded with ten thousand gold, and made a Marquis!"
Under the stimulation of Tong Xin's rewards, countless guards of the Imperial City kept rushing toward Ye Fanchen.
With Ye Fanchen and Tong Xin as the center, the entire Imperial Street seemed to have turned into a machine, a machine that minced flesh and blood!
Tong Xin, with his hands behind his back, looked at Ye Fanchen with a mocking expression.
He knew that Ye Fanchen was very strong, but he did not believe that Ye Fanchen could slaughter the entire Imperial City alone!
Ye Fanchen killed his way from one end of Imperial Street to the other. Other than Tong Xin and the 13 Guardians, almost 80% of the guards of the Imperial City would stay in Imperial Street forever!
However, when Ye Fanchen killed his way to the other end of Imperial Street, he had already used up 80% of his spiritual energy, and the knife wounds on his body were even more shocking.
His white robes had already been stained with blood. Even the hairpin on his head had been sent flying. His black hair was draped over his shoulders. Coupled with his blood-soaked appearance, Ye Fanchen looked like a demon that had just escaped from its cage!
"Hah … hah …"
Ye Fanchen panted heavily as he scanned the surroundings with his sharp eyes. However, he found that the number of guards in the police station was still the same!
Tong Xin, who had been following Ye Fanchen, raised his right hand and stopped the guards who were about to attack. He said loudly, "Ye Fanchen, your performance is beyond my expectations, but I don't believe that you can still wield a sword in your current state!"
Ye Fanchen used his left hand to brush away the loose hair on his forehead. His right hand gripped the hilt of the Thousand Mystery Sword tightly and drew a circle of sword marks around himself.
After the sword marks were formed, the Thousand Mystery Sword pointed diagonally to the ground. Ye Fanchen looked at Tong Xin expressionlessly, as if to say, "Whoever takes half a step into this circle will die!"
Crack! Crack! "
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