C1313 My Skin Is Itching Again
"Yun Fan, since you dare to stand out, you should have the courage to admit it." Shu Mu said in a deep voice.
"Hehe, you don't have to worry about that."
Yun Fan turned to Tang Wude and said with a smile, "Senior, this matter has nothing to do with Great Tang Dynasty. I was the one who killed the people they were talking about. As for the reason, it's really inconvenient for me to say it.
This involves four sects. I don't know if the four people I killed can represent the four sects, but if I say it out loud, I'll be suspected of tarnishing the four sects.
They are all sects in Ancient Star. There might be some who have bad reputations, but I don't believe that the four sects are bad.
Therefore, this matter is attributed to the personal grudge between me and them. It is only natural for them to come here to take revenge.
As long as it isn't from the older generation, I can accept it. Even if it means death, I can understand it."
" Yun Fan, you... "
Tang Wude was about to say something when he saw Tang Baichao wave his hand and say, "Since you have said so, you can solve this problem yourself!
Blood Devil invasion, as long as you are still in Bright Moon Star, I can guarantee that no one from the previous generation will shamelessly come and take your life."
A cunning smile emerged on Tang Baichao's face. Yun Fan's words seemed to be righteous and reasonable.
In fact, he was waiting for Yun Fan to say this. No matter how monstrous Yun Fan was, he couldn't be compared to the older generation of Ancient Star.
Tang Baichao had been the Emperor of Great Tang Dynasty for so many years. How could he not understand this?
Most importantly, Yun Fan's words had directly cast them and the sect behind him aside.
In other words, this was purely a personal grudge and had nothing to do with the sect. If something were to happen and the sect behind these people started looking for trouble, it would be a slap in the face.
Looking at Luo Ren and the other three, Tang Baichao smiled and sighed in his heart. If the Saints of your sects knew that this was Senior Jiu's disciple, they wouldn't dare to let you guys come here even if they were given a few more guts.
But this was also good. Seeing that Senior Wine didn't care about them, it was obvious that he also wanted to train Yun Fan.
This fellow was truly monstrous. Besides Tang Wenlei, no one else in the Bright Moon Star could give him any pressure.
"It's good that you admit it. You have said so much because you are afraid of our sect.
However, you are thinking too much. You are not worthy of us mentioning our sect. Any one of us can kill you." Fan Jianhe said coldly.
Initially, they thought that Yun Fan could kill Gongsun Jun and the others, at least at the sixth or seventh level of the Immortal Realm. They didn't expect Yun Fan to be at the Sixth Level of Sublimation Stage.
With such a cultivation realm, it was obvious that Yun Fan had used some shady means. Otherwise, how could it be possible?
Now, in front of Tang Baichao and the others, they naturally wouldn't be able to use those dirty tricks. Killing a Sixth Level of Sublimation Stage like this would only take a single strike.
"Everyone here is a disciple of Ancient Star. Naturally, we won't use our sect to suppress them. Since all of you want me to die, then don't waste any more time. Let's begin!
By the way, should all of you attack together or do you want to have a battle of attrition? " Yun Fan said with a smile.
"You are not qualified for us to fight together, and it is even more impossible for us to take turns fighting!"
Luo Ren shouted, and a long whip with a sharp blade in his hand quickly whipped towards Yun Fan.
Chanyu Aofang saw Yun Fan was sent flying by the whip and said in a low voice, "Ah, my skin is itchy again. Is this really good?"
Bai Xiaoyao and the others' bodies swayed and smiled bitterly.
In the face of a Seventh Level of Immortal Stage, this guy was still using it to practice. Just like what Chanyu Aofang said, was this really a good idea?
He was a disciple of Ancient Star after all, shouldn't he give him some face?
It was really not good to fool around!
Fan Jianhe looked at the expressions of Bai Xiaoyao and the others. He thought that they were sighing because Yun Fan had offended the Ancient Star. He couldn't help but coldly say, "You overestimate yourself. You will die in three moves!"
"It's not good to say that, right? Why don't we make a bet? I bet that Yun Fan won't die even after thirty moves.
How about a thousand mid-grade Spirit Stone? If you're afraid of losing, we can bet less." Song Ming said with a smile.
As the leader of Star Edge Chamber, although he was not as good as Song Xiangmin in doing business, he would not let go of such free benefits.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to afford to lose. If you want to bet, you should bet a little more. Three thousand Mid Grade Spirit Stone!" Fan Jianhe said in a deep voice.
"Alright, three thousand it is. You are a disciple of the Heaven Sword Peak, so I'm not afraid that you will go back on your word." Song Ming said with a smile.
Everyone looked at Fan Jianhe with their mouths wide open.
Did he think that he had too much money? Was he afraid that he would not be slaughtered ruthlessly enough?
He only asked for a thousand, yet you insisted on giving him three thousand. Your illness is not light!
Yun Fan's previous performance, not to mention three moves, thirty moves, as long as he was willing, he would not die even after three thousand moves.
Seeing Yun Fan being sent flying again, Song Ming said in a low voice, "The second move!"
His voice wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it.
Fan Jianhe said coldly, "What's the hurry? What's the difference between dying in the first move and dying in the third move?"
As soon as his voice faded, he saw Yun Fan rushing forward like he was seeking death. He collided with the long whip and flew out once again.
It was different from what he had imagined. Before Yun Fan could stop, he leapt forward once more.
"There's no hurry. I said thirty moves. You still haven't lost." Song Ming said with a smile.
"Yes!" Fan Jianhe snorted coldly. At this moment, he could also see that something was wrong.
Logically speaking, the attack of a Seventh Level of Immortal Stage Luo Ren was not something a Sublimation Stage could defend against. However, this man who casually swung his sword and was hit by the long whip was perfectly fine.
He was also a body cultivator! Furthermore, the cultivation realm of body cultivators was even higher than Genuine Qi.
Fan Jianhe looked at the three people beside him and revealed a trace of surprise.
But it was only shock. Luo Ren's strength was similar to theirs. They believed that Luo Ren would be able to get rid of Yun Fan very quickly.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yun Fan. At first, they were still somewhat frightened, but as time passed, they became numb to it.
This fellow's skin was too thick, there was no way they could make a move against him.
They even suspected that if Yun Fan wanted to commit suicide, he might not even be able to cut open his neck with the Longsword.
Seeing that thirty moves were about to arrive, Fan Jianhe said in a deep voice, "Brother Luo, use your martial skill. Otherwise, you won't be able to kill him."
Luo Ren nodded, stared at Yun Fan and said, "Being able to make me use my martial skill, even if you die, you will be able to rest in peace."
He waved the long whip, sending out layers of whip light. It spread out from both sides like a pair of huge wings.
"Infinite Seal!"
Beams of light that looked like wings quickly gathered together and intersected like a huge pair of scissors, cutting towards Yun Fan's body.0
"Let's see if you will die this time. This is a low heaven grade martial skill, even we can only avoid its edge.
You reckless thing, you actually dare to charge up, ten of you will be cut into pieces. "
Fan Jianhe's face revealed a smile. He had personally experienced this martial skill before. If he did not use a martial skill, he would not dare to block it head-on.
In his view, Yun Fan charging in had no chance of survival at all.
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