Sword light pierced through the illusory Soul Summoning Bell.
The emaciated face bore a hint of eeriness, as if he had already seen the youth choked to death by his sword.
From the mont Jiang Feng stepped into the Purple Cloud Pavilion yesterday, he had been observing the youth who had embarrassed his nephew, and just then, soone inford the county office about the wolves near He Family Village.
The county office obviously couldn’t send any experts, so naturally, the matter was forwarded to State City, and it just so happened that Jiang Feng arrived that day, clearly identified by portraits from another two nephews.
Taking advantage of the situation, the distress letter from Fan Yin Sect sent to State City was deliberately delayed in their hands for a few hours before being given to Immortal Pavilion when Jiang Feng headed in that direction.
Once verified accurately, it logically fell into the hands of this "related party."
"Hey, if it weren’t for the rules against fighting in the city, I would have taken your head to the Sect Master to claim my reward."
"Didn’t expect you to have the guts to deliver yourself to ."
"If I don’t slaughter you, where would Fan Yin Sect put its face? Anyone who dares provoke Fan Yin Sect dies!"
With a furious shout, the longsword completely pierced the Soul Summoning Bell, and the powerful sword light was about to stab into the youth’s heart!
But the utterly exhausted youth suddenly raised his head...
A rising illusory figure pounced from behind, as if waiting for the living to co close, revealing its sharp fangs and biting towards the man’s neck.
"How could this be..." Surprised at the sight of the soul, it wasn’t because the soul was too strong—it was rely at the level of Qi Refinent Stage Five in its lifeti—but the sight that caused his face to contort and made him retreat in panic.
"Is this, is this Wen Juan?"
Clang—
Casually grabbing a dagger, he swung with a forceful strike showing no sign of weakness, even seizing the mont of surprise to counterattack.
The dense tal collision turned the battlefield from handling Gu Beasts to confronting humans.
He had known for a long ti that soone was following him, but if he didn’t show enough weakness, the other party wouldn’t strike.
Fortunately, his acting skills were good.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Spiritual Energy burst forth from within his body, his hand flashed at his waist, and he tossed out several Yellow Papers, which quickly folded themselves into beast-like shapes.
He imdiately stopped his movent; ever since the close call at the cliff three years ago, he had been extrely careful and cautious in everything he did, flipping through the mories of Wu Wenjuan in his mind once more, then looking at the thin man in front of him.
"So it’s you."
His eyes narrowed into slits.
When they first t in Shuangfeng City, he hadn’t had the ti to look closely at this man, since he appeared unimpressive and clearly ca to scam, so he didn’t care.
But now, upon a closer look, he realized this man was identical to the rarely seen uncle-instructor in Wen Juan’s mory!
"Good, good, good, you despicable thing, not only did you harm my Fan Yin Sect disciple, but you even refined my sect disciple into the Soul Summoning Banner, heh, daring, very daring!"
Breaking out of his shock, but then ca the rage, staring at the youth with the flag fabric pulled out from his waist and the hanging bells, he could not imagine this vile creature being so cruel and ruthless.
Not only did he kill his niece, but he even incorporated her into the Soul Summoning Banner and used it as a weapon; the previously gasping youth now had a calm expression, not a pampered young master at all. It’s only been half an hour, far from reaching his physical limits.
Rember, when traveling with his senior sister, he could run for over five hours daily.
"So it was you who stole my Lifebound Magical Treasure, and now you also want to rob and kill?"
Pretending to be surprised, this actually made the emaciated man in front of him let out a cold laugh.
"You damn vile creature, killing my disciple and you have the nerve to ask ? Let tell you, from the mont you entered the city, I’ve had my eye on you, heh, do you really think such fortune falls from the sky?"
"It was your disciple who was at fault first!"
"What does that have to do with ? Murder for murder, debt for debt. Whatever you have to say, save it for when you’re below the Ninth Spring."
Pressing in step by step with a cold smile.
The paper tigers he threw out now seed to truly transform into tigers, majestic and imposing. Jiang Feng could feel that the toys made by pinching seed to have taken on the essence of Spiritual Beasts, which undoubtedly made his expression even uglier.
The man’s eyes uncontrollably showed greed; although this young man’s cultivation was ordinary, the treasures on him were not few, and it wasn’t in vain that he sent the other fellow disciples away.
Yes, there were still a few Fan Yin Sect disciples in Shuangfeng City.
Although most disciples had diocre strength, they were all ultimately at the Qi Refinent Realm, coming to help would definitely be foolproof, but an encounter near the city gate made him realize he definitely couldn’t let other fellow disciples co along.
This seemingly ordinary young man obviously had an enormous fortune, especially the woman traveling with him—just one look and he knew she ca from no ordinary background. Although he was not powerful, he definitely knew how to read people well.
Now in his sixties, although not considered old among cultivators, his several attempts at Core Formation had failed, signaling this path had co to an end, but.
Heaven does not bar one’s way.
Since he had reached the end of his path, why not steal another’s path to further his own ambitions?
"Again the Soul Summoning Bell and the Soul Summoning Banner, and moreover stolen by like so magic treasures. Although I don’t know how to use it, this kid said it’s his Lifebound Magical Treasure, probably not far off."
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