Chapter 630: Chapter 630: Long Guhuang_1 Chapter 630: Chapter 630: Long Guhuang_1 The most shocking thing was that the giant water sword that had cut down the Evernight Dominator still retained nearly half of its energy.
If Xu Fan didn’t restrain himself, he would have been able to kill the severely injured Zhu Yangyuan in one fell stroke.
However, at that mont, Xu Fan heard a voice coming from behind him.
“Young brother Xu Fan, please hold your hand!”
This voice, like thunder, was domineering and intense; even the many spectators thousands of ters away felt their eardrums throbbing with pain, their expressions turning to those of shock.
Such presence seed even more formidable than Xu Fan, who had just defeated Zhu Yangyuan.
With that, everyone couldn’t help but change their expressions, feeling a tremble deep within their hearts.
Because from the voice, they heard a hint of familiarity.
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Xu Fan couldn’t help but turn around, and the deep blue giant water sword also turned, slashing towards the direction of the voice.
“Interesting, you dare to make a move against ; your temper is indeed explosive,” the mysterious voice said, accompanied by a laugh that mixed with a dragon’s roar, and imdiately, a shadow of a five-clawed golden dragon flew out from the yacht where the voice originated.
The dragon’s head was held high, charging towards the giant water sword with an unrivaled, fierce montum.
With a “boom,” the two forces collided violently.
The wild energy dispersed, causing the sea water below to press down and form a huge pit, revealing the rocks tens of ters below the sea surface.
It seed as if the strike was from the heavens themselves, truly possessing the might of a divine palm.
The collision of energies finally exhausted the power of the giant water sword, and the shadow of the golden dragon also faded, losing so of its solidity.
After withstanding the sword blow, the golden dragon quickly circled above the sea surface, raising its head to let out a domineering dragon’s roar before returning to the yacht.
Xu Fan stood proudly in the void, his gaze calmly fixed on the yacht.
Originally, he had no intention to kill Zhu Yangyuan.
In his view, Zhu Yangyuan had no intention of harming him and had not done anything to damage his interests.
Zhu Yangyuan was not a bad person, rely too eager for talent, which led him to insist on inviting Xu Fan to the Taiyi Sanqing Palace, to the point of resorting to combat to demonstrate the gap in their strengths.
Furthermore, Xu Fan was not a bloodthirsty man, and with a happy family at ho, he had agreed to this duel more out of a desire to practice his skills and to gauge the level of cultivator strength in the Great Wilderness Immortal Realm.
Therefore, Xu Fan decisively held back.
Otherwise, if he had been determined to kill Zhu Yangyuan, no one at the scene could have stopped him.
However, since that person’s voice was filled with domineering confidence, it must signify certainty in their own strength.
Thus, Xu Fan wanted to see who this person of high standing was, daring to ddle in his affairs, so he swung his sword in response.
Unexpectedly, the other party effortlessly resolved his sword strike that contained half his strength, which left him sowhat surprised.
He estimated that the person’s strength was sowhat greater than Zhu Yangyuan’s, approximating the level of a complete Golden Core.
As for the identity of the newcor, whether a native cultivator or a Banished Immortal, that should beco apparent soon.
“Swish!”
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared out of thin air a few dozen feet away from Xu Fan, exceedingly formidable in stature.
Xu Fan couldn’t help but squint his eyes to scrutinize the newcor.
The tall man appeared to be under forty, his features chiselled, with thick eyebrows and eyes, and sported a head of wild, long black hair.
Despite an ordinary appearance, his every move exuded a bold and compelling male charisma.
The man was dressed in a red practice outfit with gold trim, and the aura he released casually was filled with a domineering air.
With a faint, mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, he stood with his hands clasped behind his back mid-air, looking at Xu Fan with a bit of appreciation in his eyes.
Although the man simply stood in the void without any extraneous movents, his entire body surged with an intense montum, wild and fierce, like a primordial halberd possessing the power to pierce through clouds and shatter the sun.
Such a rugged and cool deanor imdiately drew everyone’s attention.
“Who are you?” Xu Fan felt a shock in his heart and asked aloud.
“Long Guhuang!” bood the tall man, his voice resonant like a large bell.
Xu Fan savored the na, indeed it had a certain flavor to it.
The many onlookers, upon hearing this na, could no longer remain calm, and they began to discuss it animatedly with shock written all over their faces.
“Long Guhuang?!
My heavens, isn’t that the top boss of Yan Country, the Dragon Head?”
“It’s him, it’s really him!
The War God of Yan Country, the mysterious Dragon Guarding Clan.
Rumors say he’s a once-in-a-century genius, currently the Dragon Head of the Fla Dragon Organization, tasked with the duty of protecting Yan Country.
They say his strength is unfathomable.”
“They say he’s been in seclusion for three years.
I never thought he’d be stirred into action this ti.”
“Before his seclusion, he had already perfected the state of Heavenly Venerable.
After erging, his strength must have broken through, otherwise how could he have easily caught Xu Fan’s sword?”
“…”
The na of Long Guhuang was far too illustrious, arguably the most famous Ancient Martial Artist in Yan Country.
Even if one did not know his real na, they had likely heard of the Fla Dragon Organization to so extent.
And the titles associated with Long Guhuang were nurous: the War God of Yan Country, the Guardian God of Yan Country, the Dragon Head boss, and the Golden Dragon, each evoking surprise and awe.
He could even be described with the word “legendary.”
“I understand now.”
Through the discussion of others, Xu Fan learned the identity of the tall man before him, and said calmly, “So you’re the number one person of the Fla Dragon Organization.
I’ve long admired you, and I never expected we’d et this way.”
His voice carried an air of equality, neither servile nor overbearing.
To Long Guhuang, Xu Fan’s deanor made him regard him more highly.
As Xu Fan’s imdiate superior, the fact that he showed no fear was indeed rare.
If it were soone else, they probably would have been affected by his own status and imposing nature, their spirit weakened.
After so thought, Long Guhuang also adopted this equal manner of conversation, saluted him with a fist, and said in a deep voice,
“Xu Fan, my young friend, I stopped you impulsively because Elder Zhu’s status is extraordinary.
He is not only a Law-Transmitting Elder of the Taiyi Sanqing Palace in the Great Wilderness Immortal Realm but also has a very good relationship with the Ancient Martial World of Yan Country.
Therefore, I hope you can show so rcy.”
“You worry too much, Dragon Head.
I had no intention of killing him to begin with, especially since he ant no harm,” Xu Fan nodded and honestly expressed his thoughts.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yangyuan, standing behind, felt his face flush, sensing his old face had nowhere to hide.
His reputation had taken a significant hit.
“Haha…
ɴονǤᴑ.сᴑ
young brother Xu Fan, I misjudged you; I apologize.
However, I will first heal Elder Zhu’s wounds, and then we can exchange our thoughts together later,” Long Guhuang said.
“Alright,” Xu Fan said with a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Long Guhuang then flashed behind Zhu Yangyuan, supported him with his hand, and directly took out a bottle of healing Spiritual dicine from the deep green storage ring worn on his thumb.
“Elder Zhu, this is a healing dicinal pill, very effective.” As he spoke, he poured out a few that hovered in the air.
“Thank you,” Zhu Yangyuan didn’t bother with pleasantries, scooped them with his hand, and swallowed the crimson dicinal pills in one gulp, with a “gulping” sound heading straight down into his stomach.
The Fla Dragon Organization’s special healing dicinal pills were well-known for their remarkable efficacy.
Not long after Zhu Yangyuan had taken them, his complexion quickly regained its healthy color, and his breath stabilized, no longer languid.
“How do you feel, Elder Zhu?” Long Guhuang asked.
“Much better already,” Zhu Yangyuan nodded slowly.
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