"You have some guts."
The gentle voice was like a warm spring breeze, making one feel comfortable.
When he heard the voice, Ye Fanchen felt a chill run down his spine, the hairs on his body stood up, and he immediately gave up on pouncing towards Meng Qi.
In his perception, other than him and Meng Qi, there was no other life form here.
Even if it was Han Zhengchu who had disappeared into the forest, Ye Fanchen could still find some obscure traces, and chasing after him was not too difficult.
However, Ye Fanchen was a person who knew his own limits. Although on flat ground, he could completely suppress Han Zhengchu who used swords and sabers, but in the mountains, the legacy that Qiancheng had left behind was not something that he could suppress with his current cultivation level.
The voice that suddenly rang out was a little strange, but there were only two possibilities. Either this person was not within the range of Ye Fanchen's perception, or this person could hide in broad daylight!
Regardless of the situation, the person who spoke was far more powerful than Ye Fanchen!
"Relax, relax."
A thick hand suddenly pressed down on Meng Qi's right arm that was pulling the bowstring, and a strange force slowly wrapped around Meng Qi's arm.
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The golden arrow that Meng Qi and the female assassin had placed their hopes on did not even have the time to be shot out, and it was already shattered into fine powder by a strange force.
"You … you …"
Seeing this scene, Meng Qi's entire body started to tremble.
No one knew the power of this golden arrow better than him. His archery skills came from some historical remains, and he had only obtained three of these golden arrows. The first two arrows had allowed him to kill two Yuan Opening Realm practitioners!
But this golden arrow, which had clearly reached the stage where it was ready to be shot, was easily destroyed by someone!
The owner of this hand, who exactly was it?
Under the pressure of a mountain, Meng Qi slightly tilted his head, and happened to see the delicate face of a youth, who even had a bashful smile on his face.
Ye Fanchen looked at the figure that had suddenly appeared beside Meng Qi. His gaze was as calm as still water, but his right hand that was holding onto his sword was constantly trembling.
That person looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old and was wearing a simple gray linen robe. He didn't look like a warrior that should appear in a prince's mansion, but more like a little beggar in the secular world.
It was this inconspicuous existence that made Ye Fanchen feel an immense pressure. Clearly, this was an existence that was strong enough to make him feel despair!
It seemed that in the ten thousand years that he had been guarding the immortal tomb, the world had become even more complicated, and the era that belonged to Ye Qingyun had completely passed.
The young man smiled shyly at Ye Fanchen and said calmly, "Don't worry, you won't die here today. I don't want that old bastard Tao Wuwei to come after me."
"You, who are you?"
Ye Fanchen stared into the young man's clear eyes and slowly asked his question.
He suddenly had an illusion that he couldn't see the bottom. It seemed that when he stared into the abyss, he also felt like he couldn't see the bottom at a glance!
"My name is Liu Chengfeng. You, killed two of my sons, destroyed half of my mansion, and then you still want to stand in my house and ask me who I am?"
The young man still had a bashful smile on his face, and his tone was as calm as ever. "It seems that you, Qingyun Xian Zun, are even more domineering than I thought."
"Lord Liu, why are you still keeping this kid alive?" The voice from before sounded again. "This kid is the existence that those three wanted to kill!"
"Pa!"
Liu Chengfeng suddenly swung his right hand, and with a crisp sound, a figure wearing a black embroidered dragon robe was suddenly pulled out from the void.
Immediately, Liu Chengfeng lightly swung his hand and raised his eyebrows. "What kind of tone is that? Those three old dogs standing behind you are nothing to me, do you understand?! "
The black-robed warrior looked about 70 years old. His body was severely bent, but his pair of black eyes were like that of an eagle's, staring straight at Liu Chengfeng's face.
Ye Fanchen slowly turned around and stared at the black-robed warrior who was slowly getting up from the ground. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he sneered. "Xue Ren, the inheritor of Long San?"
As his voice fell, the smile on Ye Fanchen's face suddenly disappeared. The silver-white longsword soared through the sky as the Spring Rain Sword Domain spread out in front of Ye Fanchen, as if he wanted to directly kill this black-robed martial artist!
Although Han Zhengchu had also obtained the inheritance of Qiancheng, there was a fundamental difference between Han Zhengchu and this black-robed warrior. This was because this black-robed warrior was clearly the lackey of those three traitors!
A murderous aura that almost condensed into a solid substance floated in the black-robed warrior's eyes. A pitch black iron pestle appeared in his hand, constantly shattering the Spring Rain Sword Intent. His figure rapidly retreated, trying to test the limits of the Spring Rain Sword Realm!
From the time Ye Fanchen was reborn until now, he had always wanted to erase Ye Fanchen's existence. However, he had not succeeded until today. He had even lost the foundation of the Blood Dress Tower!
Even though they were a hundred meters apart, Ye Fanchen could still feel the resentment of the black-robed warrior!
"Liu Chengfeng, I know your background is not simple!" Xue Ren retreated again and again. "But if Ye Fanchen doesn't die today, the three lords will definitely not let you go!"
Liu Chengfeng's shy smile disappeared, and he said coldly, "Xue Ren, if you like to be a dog, then be a loyal dog obediently. It's not up to you to teach me how to do things!"
As his voice fell, Liu Chengfeng's spiritual power surged out, propping up the gray linen clothes on his body. A huge force came from above and firmly locked onto Xue Ren.
The spiritual power of the two sides only collided for a moment in the void. The spiritual power that locked onto Xue Ren was still there, but Xue Ren's face turned pale, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ant." Liu Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and commented tirelessly.
"You …" Xue Ren's face changed, and he almost lost his temper.
However, as an existence that had operated an underground organization for many years, Xue Ren naturally knew that the Snow Land's King's strength was unfathomable. He was far from being able to deal with him!
Ye Fanchen rubbed his nose and said with a gloomy face, "You two, did you show up to act out an internal fight?"
Xue Ren did not continue to fight with Liu Chengfeng. He slapped the ground with both hands and bounced up from the ground. He used the strange movement technique that the female assassin had used and directly pounced on Ye Fanchen.
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