Chapter 31
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"Xiu, xiu, xiu!"
Tens of thousands of steel thorn-like sword rays whizzed towards the nine people. Everyone was shocked, and they hurriedly raised their weapons in front of them to protect themselves.
However, Wang Yanan, who possessed an extremely beautiful face and eyes that were rarely seen in ordinary people, was different. As she looked at Ye Fanchen who was charging toward her, a trace of contempt appeared on Wang Yanan's face.
"A late-stage Step Dust Realm cultivator wants to fight with me, a peak late-stage Step Dust Realm cultivator? Let's see how I'm going to break your broken sword! "
Saying that, Wang Yanan gripped her sword tightly. Following closely behind the sword will that she had unleashed, she quickly walked in the direction of Ye Fanchen.
The two of them quickly closed in on each other. Just as they were about to reach each other, a thought-provoking smile appeared on Ye Fanchen's face.
When Wang Yanan saw the smile on Ye Fanchen's face, she was puzzled.
At that moment, Ye Fanchen turned his sword and stabbed towards a late-stage Step Dust Realm cultivator behind Wang Yanan!
Ye Fanchen had no intention of clashing head-on with these guys!
If he were to fight them head-on, Ye Fanchen might not be able to hold on even if they were to take turns fighting him, not to mention the fact that they would swarm him.
He wanted to find the best escape route, and the late-stage Step Dust Realm cultivator behind Wang Yanan was the weakest part of the encirclement!
Wang Yanan looked at Ye Fanchen's actions and the target that Ye Fanchen wanted to attack. She instantly understood Ye Fanchen's intentions.
He wanted to escape!
How could she let a mid-grade martial technique fly away?
Wang Yanan's expression was extremely gloomy. Her eyes flashed as she spun on the ground and charged towards Ye Fanchen.
She wanted to stop Ye Fanchen!
However, the result was far from satisfactory.
The tens of thousands of sword rays whistled through the air and a portion of them stabbed into the defenseless Wang Yanan's back.
Wang Yanan couldn't bear the pressure and knelt on the ground. The clothes on her back were torn apart and her white skin was exposed to everyone.
At that moment, Ye Fanchen's Violet Sun Sword was already at the neck of the defenseless late-stage Step Dust Realm cultivator!
"Puchi!"
A human head was sent flying five meters into the air, and blood splattered all over the sky!
That late-stage Step Dust Realm cultivator had already become a headless corpse!
The tens of thousands of sword rays of the Luo Shui Sword Technique were powerful, but attacking nine people at the same time, the power was a bit scattered. Adding on the fact that the other eight people were all using weapons to defend themselves, they were not injured.
Song Lei dodged the thousands of sword beams and put down his weapon. At this moment, a strange sound came from above. Song Lei reflexively raised his head to look.
"Xiu ~ Peng!"
The human head drew an arc in the air, emitting a bone-chilling sonic boom. Finally, it landed in front of Song Lei, causing a cloud of dust to fly into the air.
Song Lei was stunned and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
The others were also dumbfounded, and it took them quite a while to react.
At that moment, Ye Fanchen had already used Swift Shadow Steps to escape!
"What a piece of trash!"
Wang Yanan struggled to get up from the ground. She was so angry that she stomped her feet and ignored her tattered clothes as she cursed.
How could she not be angry when the mid-grade martial technique that was in her hands flew away just like that?
If it wasn't for the fact that the trash didn't dodge Ye Fanchen's sword rays and instead faced them head-on, how could Ye Fanchen have escaped?
Song Lei's face was extremely gloomy. Thinking about how he was shocked by a human head and made a fool of himself in front of everyone, he couldn't help but feel angry.
And the main culprit who had humiliated him was Ye Fanchen!
"Chase!"
Wang Yanan and Song Lei ordered at the same time. Their eyes were full of anger towards Ye Fanchen.
… …
In the nameless valley, on the spirit tablet that displayed the situation of the Martial Disciples in the Qiyun Mountain Range, in the area of the Broken Love Cliff, the dot that represented Ye Fanchen and the nine dots that represented Song Lei and Wang Yanan's teams finally overlapped.
Most of the Martial Disciples in front of the spirit tablet had a look of disdain on their faces.
"They've finally clashed!"
"Ye Fanchen's death timer: 10 seconds!"
"Ye Fanchen is finally going to die. But to be honest, he killed so many people. It's worth it!"
"It's because he killed so many people that he's definitely going to die. He offended the Song family again and again. He's really courting death."
… …
All the Martial Disciples in the nameless valley felt like they were reading a biography of a hero.
The heroes were the disciples of the Song family, and the great devil was Ye Fanchen. Even though they had gone through a lot of hardships, and the heroes had died one after another under the hands of the great devil, in the end, the great devil couldn't win and was about to be killed by the heroes.
And now, the final battle between the heroes and the great devil was taking place at the Broken Love Cliff.
Even though they couldn't see the exact situation at the Broken Love Cliff from the spirit tablet, they could imagine how the great devil Ye Fanchen would be killed by the disciples of the Song family, who represented justice!
They could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The great devil was finally going to die.
This was the common thought of all the Martial Disciples at this moment.
However, Shi Hongtu, who was looking at the spirit tablet in the pavilion, didn't feel the same way. Instead, he broke out in cold sweat for Ye Fanchen.
And at this moment! The ten dots on the Broken Love Cliff suddenly became nine!
"Didn't I say there's a ten-second countdown?"
"Ye Fanchen is too weak. He died so quickly!"
"You're wrong. His opponent is too strong."
… …
When the surrounding Martial Disciples saw this scene, they felt a burst of joy in their hearts. They almost ran to spread the news.
Even Shi Hongtu sighed. A White-bearded Old Man beside him patted his shoulder and nodded.
"This little guy can do it!"
A White-bearded Old Man's words made Shi Hongtu speechless. Just as he was about to ask A White-bearded Old Man why he said that, a weak voice sounded from the crowd.
"Ye Fanchen doesn't seem to be dead yet …"
Ye Fanchen didn't die? Impossible?
Hearing this, the joyful crowd looked at the spirit tablet that recorded the names of the surviving Martial Disciples in the Qi Yun Mountain Range.
Ye Fanchen's name still existed!
This ordinary name seemed to have turned into steel needles at this moment, stabbing into everyone's eyes.
The entire nameless valley was silent. Everyone looked at each other in dismay. The shock in their hearts couldn't be any greater!
Ye Fanchen didn't die!
At this moment, everyone once again focused their attention on the spirit tablet that recorded the distribution of Martial Disciples in the Qi Yun Mountain Range. They found a dot that was quickly moving away from the Broken Love Cliff!
"That's Ye Fanchen!"
"He actually escaped!"
"Then the person who died is …"
At this moment, everyone had a tacit understanding. The shock in their hearts that had dissipated with great difficulty came back again.
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