Chapter 1786
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The gloomy smile on Yan Zichen's face grew even more pronounced.
When Qianbei Xun's words fell into Yan Zichen's ears, he thought that this young man must have some acquaintances in the Spirit Sect for him to be so arrogant! Unfortunately, regardless of the status of his acquaintances in the Spirit Sect, it would not change his fate!
"I'm sorry." Yan Zichen curled the corners of his lips and laughed eerily. "I'm the next Young Master of the Spirit Sect!"
Actually, he was only one of the candidates for the position of Young Master of the Spirit Sect. However, he had said those words in order to shock Qianbei Xun even more.
"Young Master of the Spirit Sect?" Qianbei Xun laughed icily. "Even if the Spirit Sect's Sect Master were here, I would cripple him all the same!"
"Hmph!"
Yan Zichen laughed icily as the aura from his body slowly rose. "I'd like to see if you have the power!"
Boom!
A powerful aura charged towards Qianbei Xun like a hurricane. However, Qianbei Xun's expression did not change despite the hurricane as his lips curled into a small angle.
"Is this all you've got?"
Qianbei Xun laughed icily. "Based on this bit of power, there's no way you can protect her."
Yan Zichen's expression finally changed when he saw that Qianbei Xun was completely unfazed by his coercion. He quickly drew his longsword and slashed it fiercely at Qianbei Xun.
Clang!
A crisp sound rang out. Yan Zichen felt as if his longsword had struck steel. He did not even manage to cut through Yan Zichen's clothes. On the contrary, Yan Zichen's hand went numb from the impact, and the sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Feng Qianhuan narrowed her eyes as she sized Qianbei Xun up. A light flashed across her blood-red eyes.
Just how powerful is this man? Yan Zichen, who was at the rank of a Martial Emperor, could not even open his clothes. It was as if his skin, flesh, and clothes had been forged from steel and were incomparably sturdy.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
Yan Zichen stumbled back as his face drained of color. He simply could not understand how his full-powered attack could not even scratch Qianbei Xun?
"Are you done?" Qianbei Xun's lips curled. "It's my turn now."
While Yan Zichen was in a daze, the youth's white robes had already appeared in front of him. A swift and fierce palm wind rushed towards him. With a bang, Yan Zichen's body was suddenly sent flying and landed outside the study.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at Qianbei Xun in shock as he tried to come up with a plan.
However, he also understood that his opponent's palm had caused his internal organs to suffer extremely severe injuries!
"You want to snatch my woman with your meager strength?" Qianbei Xun pulled Feng Qianhuan away from the side and held her waist tightly. He then raised his head and stared arrogantly at the man who was lying on the ground.
Just as Qianbei Xun was about to step forward, a hurried voice cried out anxiously, "Your Imperial Majesty, something terrible has happened. The Ninth Prince has gone mad, he's gone mad!"
Ninth Prince?
Zuo Chen?
Feng Qianhuan's expression sank completely. She grabbed the eunuch who was running towards her with a gloomy murderous intent in her eyes.
"Tell me, where is Chen 'er?"
Perhaps it was the murderous intent that was being emitted from Feng Qianhuan's body that caused the eunuch to be stunned. He then blurted out, "He's in the Jingyang Palace."
"The Jingyang Palace? Concubine Liu! " Feng Qianhuan threw the eunuch fiercely onto the ground as a murderous intent shot out from her eyes. "If anything happens to Chen 'er, I will make everyone in the Imperial Palace accompany him in death!"
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