387: C387 You Don't Have the Right

C387 You Don't Have the Right

Jin Qianhong was using a strange weapon. It was a semicircular bracer, and in front of it was a tier 1 short sword. When linked together, not only could it block, but it could also attack at close range.

And behind the handle of this strange weapon, it could also release hidden weapons. The finger-long steel needle was triggered by the Genuine Qi, and it was impossible to guard against it.

There was one in each hand, one attacking and one defending. With the addition of hidden weapons, even if Beishan Tingxue's realm was higher than his, it would be very difficult to defeat him in one piece.

If Beishan Tingxue could not care about herself, whether it was using martial skills or risking her life, she would have taken Jin Qianhong down a long time ago.

Yun Fan saw through Beishan Tingxue's weakness at first glance, so he berated her.

Beishan Tingxue frowned. Anyone who heard Yun Fan's words would be unhappy, and she would be the same.

However, she knew in her heart that what Yun Fan said was the truth.

From the beginning until now, she was worried that Jin Qianhong's hidden weapon would hurt her, so she was apprehensive and her combat strength would be greatly reduced.

Thinking of the decision she had made in her heart, Beishan Tingxue shouted and the snow-white Longsword slashed down like a waterfall.

This time, she did not hold back and attacked with all her strength.

Jin Qianhong's expression changed drastically. He could not withstand such an attack. He kept stepping back, and his eyes were flashing with a fierce light.

"If you want me to die, you won't be any better!"

He held his hands in front of his chest and crossed his weapons to block the sharp sword. Two steel needles were shot towards Beishan Tingxue's body.

Although they shot out at the same time, one shot towards her throat and the other shot towards her abdomen.

The two did not care about the hit of the other one. Even if Beishan Tingxue did not die, she would be crippled.

As a genius of Heavenly Astral Sword Sect, how could she exchange her life with Jin Qianhong? Beishan Tingxue gave up on attacking. The Longsword quickly descended and blocked the two steel needles. At this time, she heard a soft sigh in her ear.

A figure suddenly appeared between her and Jin Qianhong. A sword light slashed at Jin Qianhong.

Beishan Tingxue's eyes narrowed because she found that Yun Fan's sword attack was exactly the same as her previous sword attack. Whether it was the direction, strength, or attack power, they were all the same.

Due to the sudden change, Jin Qianhong did not have time to think about it. He used the same move to block Yun Fan's Longsword again, and two steel needles shot out.

At the same position, one at the throat and the other at the abdomen.

However, Yun Fan did not take back the Longsword. Instead, he hacked down at an even faster speed. The moment the needle approached, Yun Fan slightly leaned to the side.

One of the steel needles grazed past his neck and shot out, while the other shot into his waist. At the same time, the Longsword cut open his opponent's body, causing blood to fly everywhere.

Without even looking at the corpse on the ground, Yun Fan pulled out the steel needle from his waist and casually threw it onto the ground.

"East, West Gate, follow me to the Intense Fire Cult for a stroll!"

Without saying another word, the two of them quickly followed. However, just as Yun Fan took a step forward, Beishan Tingxue blocked in front of him.

"From now on, you are my boss, I swear..."

"You don't need to swear. You are not qualified to be my little brother!"

Yun Fan interrupted Beishan Tingxue's words and walked away.

"Genius of Heavenly Astral Sword Sect, did you forget what I said? Not everyone can be the boss's little brother. You are not qualified."

Ximen Yong curled his lips and followed behind with big steps. Dongfang Lie glanced at the other party and followed him as well.

Cao Zhan, Nie Yu and the others shook their heads helplessly.1

Beishan Tingxue was too arrogant and too proud. Yun Fan personally demonstrated to her what a real battle was.

It was absolutely impossible to become an expert without any injuries or bleeding.

Yun Fan gave her some pointers, but she hesitated. It was her hesitation that made her lose the qualification to be a little brother.

"Junior sister Beishan, his path might not be suitable for you. Let's go back to Heavenly Astral Sword Sect!"

Cao Zhan stepped forward and looked at Beishan Tingxue, who was lowering her head and thinking about something, and said with a smile.

"No, he was right. My talent, the glory that the sect gave me, and my appearance will all be my shackles.

In this world where strength is respected, talent that cannot be improved is mediocre. Without strength, there will be no glory. Beauty can only bring me trouble. Since that's the case..."

Beishan Tingxue's voice paused and suddenly said fiercely," Then I will completely destroy them! "

Cao Zhan and the others were shocked and looked at Beishan Tingxue, whose face was covered in blood.

No one had thought that she would actually destroy that beautiful and moving face. Two lines of blood flowed down from her eyes to her chin.

"All of you can go back now. Tell the elder that I, Beishan Tingxue, am no longer a disciple of the Heavenly Astral Sword Sect from today onwards. If there is a chance, I will definitely repay the sect's nurturing."

"You still want to look for him?" Cao Zhan said in shock.

"Of course. No one else can help me break through to the Fusion Stage. You guys don't know, right? The genius Beishan Tingxue in your eyes will eventually stop at the Half-step Fusion Stage.

Doesn't this sound ridiculous? But this is what the elder said. Everything I have right now is forcefully raised. In other words, I have been consuming my talent all this time.

But now that my talent has been used up, there is no room for me to improve. Although the elder did not say anything, I know what he is thinking.

If there is someone who can help me improve, I think it will be Yun Fan. Because he has brought me too many miracles. He has given me an unimaginable space. I don't want to be like this forever, and I don't want to be pitied by others."

Beishan Tingxue left with determination.

Cao Zhan and the others knew that in the future, Beishan Tingxue would no longer be the genius of Heavenly Astral Sword Sect. Perhaps she would become stronger, but in her heart, there would be a person whose position was higher than everything else. That person would be Yun Fan.

"Ai, she kidnapped the geniuses of Intense Fire Cult and Heavenly Astral Sword Sect as soon as she arrived. What is going on?"

Cao Zhan smiled bitterly. Nie Yu and the others were stunned for a moment before they nodded their heads.

Whether it was the Intense Fire Cult or the Heavenly Astral Sword Sect, they were the First-rate Sect. This was the place that countless geniuses wanted to enter. However, they didn't expect these two geniuses of the First-rate Sect to chase them out. They were loyal to a brat who was nothing.

If this was spread out, even if Yun Fan was a Body Tempering Stage, his name would still shake the entire Western State.

"Boss, this is the place. In Linhe City, this was the only branch of Intense Fire Cult. The Hall Master's name is Du Fengliu. It's said that he has the strength of a Half-step Fusion Stage, but I have no idea how strong he really is."

There was an endless stream of people on the street. Three of them were particularly eye-catching. One of them was tall, had a ferocious face, and the other was slightly handsome.

These three people were Yun Fan and the other two who had left Sand River City. The one who spoke was Dongfang Lie. Opposite them was the branch of Intense Fire Cult in Linhe City.

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