The nameless valley was completely silent, to the point that it was frightening. Only an extremely loud voice could be heard reverberating through every corner of the Qi Yun Mountain Range.
Everyone's face was filled with shock, and their hearts were filled with shock.
An outsider forcefully transmitted his voice, this was something that had never happened in the Desert College for thousands of years!
Not only did Song Chengyong forcefully transmit his voice, he also exposed Ye Fanchen's location, and even placed a high bounty on Ye Fanchen's head for all the Martial Disciples in the Qi Yun Mountain Range!
Mid-grade martial technique! Even the entire Northern Liang City could not afford five of them! Priceless!
Without a doubt, Ye Fanchen would definitely be surrounded by everyone!
Everyone looked at the injured Song Chengyong sitting on the ground and laughing proudly, and their minds went blank.
"Sigh …" A White-bearded Old Man helplessly sighed, "The golden barrier was personally set up by the Desert College's number one dean. You suffered from the backlash of the golden barrier, and you will definitely be heavily injured. Your meridians will be greatly damaged, and your cultivation will fall greatly. Why do you have to do this? "
"Hmph, why do I have to do this? As long as I can take revenge for my son, what is this little injury? " Song Chengyong coldly laughed and looked at the Qi Yun Mountain Range. He gritted his teeth and viciously said, "Ye Fanchen, even if I lose all my cultivation, I will tear you into pieces!"
"Even if I die, I will still kill that little brat from the Ye Family?"
A White-bearded Old Man secretly thought, and his heart was extremely bitter.
Once the golden barrier was set up, no one could forcefully break in.
"You can only rely on yourself!"
A White-bearded Old Man shook his head and sighed.
Ye Fanchen was a good seedling, reaching the late stage of the Stepping Dust Realm at such a young age, and could even kill cultivators of the same realm. His temperament was also not bad, and he was able to stretch and bend. He could kill Song Hua, but he could also hide his strength, and was neither servile nor overbearing.
"The Song family is now the tyrant of Northern Liang City. Now that the dean of the Desert College is missing, no one in Northern Liang City can suppress him. He was originally an outstanding brat like Qing Yun, and his future was limitless. It's a pity that he offended someone he shouldn't have offended. " Shi Hongtu walked to A White-bearded Old Man's side, and patted A White-bearded Old man's expression of regret.
Hearing this, Hongtu's name, Hongtu Hongtu's Hongtu's heart Hongtu's heart.
He had stayed in the Great Desert Academy for close to a hundred years, and had seen countless geniuses fall because of some worldly affairs. It should have been a common occurrence, but when he saw this scene, he still felt so sad.
However, a look of determination flashed across his eyes.
............. at least.......... of him....... After all, he was the only successor of the Celestial Venerable. Even if I have to risk my life, I won't hesitate! " A White-bearded Old Man straightened his back, and his previous frivolous appearance was swept away. His face was solemn as he transmitted his voice to Shi Hongtu.
Seeing A White-bearded Old Man's expression, Shi Hongtu was stunned at first, but after a while, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
A White-bearded Old Man had always been the person Shi Hongtu respected the most. Forty years ago, when he first came to the college, he was the same now, and he would be the same in the future!
Behind him was Song Chengyong's sinister laughter, and the crowd's discussion.
"He offended someone he shouldn't have. His death is inevitable."
"There's a path to heaven, but he doesn't want to take it. There's no door to hell, but he wants to barge in."
Those Martial Disciples who had an inexplicable dislike for Ye Fanchen from the beginning were gloating, and they were looking forward to the great show of an abnormal chase in the Qi Yun Mountain Range.
…
Qi Yun Mountain Range, Broken Love Cliff.
Ye Fanchen, who had just completed sixty kills, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, absorbing the Martial Spirits of the nearby corpses.
The infant doppelganger in his Dantian had already grown to twice its original size!
Ye Fanchen couldn't help but praise this Spring Hunting Competition. It was the perfect place to nurture his doppelganger in his Dantian.
According to his memories of the Evil Spirit Demon God Martial Spirit, the doppelganger's growth was the slowest when it was in its infant form. Under normal circumstances, it would take a month for it to grow to twice its original size.
Ye Fanchen took less than six days.
And all of this was thanks to the souls of the Song family who had died under Ye Fanchen's feet.
In this life, Ye Fanchen didn't want to be a saint who cared about the world. He didn't have any pity for those who had died, and he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.
Every person that Ye Fanchen killed had a look of joy on their faces when they saw Ye Fanchen. It was as if they had found a treasure.
They treated Ye Fanchen as prey, and Ye Fanchen treated them the same way.
It was just that Ye Fanchen was stronger than them.
After a while, Ye Fanchen finished absorbing the Martial Spirits of the corpses beside him. He stood up and was ready to leave.
At this moment, Song Chengyong's loud voice could be heard.
Hearing this, Ye Fanchen's face was filled with shock and doubt.
"How did this voice come in? Isn't the Spring Hunting Competition isolated from the outside world? "
"How did this Song Chengyong know that I'm here?"
Ye Fanchen's eyes were filled with puzzlement, but this puzzlement soon turned into viciousness.
"Middle-grade Martial Skill. He really put in a lot of effort!"
Ye Fanchen snorted and thought to himself.
Although this Middle Rank Martial Skill was nothing good to him in his previous life, he knew the significance of this Middle Rank Martial Skill to the Martial Disciples of Northern Liang City.
It was extremely rare and priceless.
This martial skill would definitely make all the Martial Disciples in the Qi Yun Mountain Range go crazy for it! Not to mention late-stage Martial Disciples, even those at the peak of the Step Dust Realm would be no exception!
Song Chengyong wanted to kill him!
Ye Fanchen's eyes were filled with coldness, as if there was a thousand year old ice hidden within.
He believed that not long after, there would be Martial Disciples stronger than him who would hunt him down for this martial skill.
Although his current strength was at the late-stage Step Dust Realm and he could fight against a peak late-stage Step Dust Realm expert, facing so many peak late-stage Step Dust Realm experts, only death awaited him!
"I must first change my position and avoid them, then find an opportunity to kill them one by one!"
Ye Fanchen thought to himself and was about to leave.
But right at this moment, a small team suddenly appeared!
"Ye Fanchen! Sure enough, it's here! "A female warrior in the small team, who was wearing a long robe with carved patterns, exclaimed excitedly.
The other members of the team also looked at Ye Fanchen with eyes filled with fanaticism.
It was as if in their eyes, Ye Fanchen was no longer Ye Fanchen, but a mid-grade Martial Skill!
"Ye Fanchen, you have nowhere to run. Come over here and accept your death obediently!" A well-built man shouted loudly. His face was full of arrogance.
At this moment, behind Ye Fanchen was a bottomless cliff, and in front of him was the small team that surrounded him. It was as the man said, there was nowhere to run.
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