C2586 I Was Scared by a Little Kid
The two sage realm experts each used their secret techniques, but this time, they were on equal footing.2
Although Fann Qingchen's sword radiance was unstoppable, Nian Jiu's martial art was similarly unfathomable. It was as if it possessed endless and terrifying might.
Fann Qingchen kept his long sword and coldly stared at Nian Jiu. He said with a cold voice, "You are not just helping this kid by risking your life to make an enemy out of me."
Nian Jiu stood in the air and said with a polite smile, "This is only one of the goals."
"Sure enough!"
Fann Qingchen's eyes shone with excitement, and his voice became even colder: "Seems like, those old fellows from Zhong City also noticed. However, these old bastards didn't make a move, and actually sent a junior like you to die!"
Nian Jiu was not angry. He smiled and said, "Senior Light Sage is too serious. My master said that I am only responsible for stopping you. Leave the desperate matter to others."
"Hmm?"
Fann Qingchen became suspicious: "You mean, other than you, there are other experts from Zhong City here, but they haven't appeared yet?"
Nian Jiu calmly said: "I beg your pardon, but this junior has no comment. This junior only knows that we cannot let Senior Light Sage be too successful, or else, our Zhong City will fall into a deep abyss!"
Fann Qingchen's eyes remained calm as usual. However, when Wu Tie said those words, a trace of killing intent rarely appeared in his eyes as they slowly intertwined.
His cold voice slowly came out: "Child, you're talking about this self-righteous Immortal Genius, don't think that you have some cultivation. Just because you've seen the world, you dare to use an expert from the older generation of Zhong City to suppress your Heavenly Sect!"
Then, his gaze softened a bit as he continued to speak: "Oh Nian Jiu, have you ever heard that on the Hundred Extinction List, even Du Qinghai, Wu Xilei, such a famous expert and giant powerhouse did not dare to be presumptuous in front of the Heavenly Sect. The thing that the Heavenly Sect wants, the Heavenly Sect wants to kill, is the person that the heavens want to kill, cannot live!"
Hearing that, Nian Jiu's expression became calmer, without the slightest emotion. He thought for a bit, then said: "Senior, Heavenly Sect has a lot of people that he wants to kill, I know that, but there are also a lot of people that he cannot kill. This junior does not know who the heavens want to kill, but many people who defy the will of the heavens are still working hard.
After saying that, Fann Qingchen understood Nian Jiu's thoughts. He raised his head and sighed, feeling helpless: "It seems that you are also a stubborn person. Fine, since you don't have a good conversation, let's each take a stand and see who can laugh to the end!"
An aura suddenly interrupted his voice.
Fann Qingchen frowned and looked ahead. He noticed that Xu Liusu had risen from the ground and was floating in the air for dozens of feet. A pair of huge wings as black as ink was floating on his two sides.
"Demonic cultivator."
Fann Qingchen grinned. The murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.
He knew that Liu Tie was the Zhong City's famous Immortal Genius, but he didn't expect that in his eyes, a place as remote as Hidden Continent, would actually have a young expert like Xu Liusu.
What confused him was that Xu Liusu was not alone. Rather, he had several experts by his side, including the skinny youth with a hammer, the eight-armed Golden Light Evil Spirit, the black-armored warrior with a Magic Weapon Blade, and the black Bai Moyin with Sea Abyss of Death.
The young people's shocking talents weren't scary at all. What was terrifying was the incredible strength of his neighbor.
Obviously, Xu Liusu belonged to the latter.
Looking forward, there were a total of seven experts in front of Fann Qingchen, including Xu Liusu and Nian Jiu. Other than Liu Tie, no one else was a Sheng Domain warrior.
However, it made Fann Qingchen feel a little uneasy.
Why?
The dignified Light Sage was scared by these two brats?
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