Destined Martial Lord

A beam of sword qi shot across the sky and directly shattered Seventh Uncle's fist light. That vast fist intent also instantly collapsed into nothingness!

"What!?" This... This is... "Sword intent?"

Seventh Uncle's eyes suddenly opened wide in disbelief as he looked at everything that was happening before him. The Fist Aura he had unleashed was actually instantly destroyed by a supreme sword intent. This meant that Ye Fan was much stronger in terms of the cultivation of the Concept!

However, even if he was surprised, it was already too late. The violent sword intent had already torn through all obstacles and was charging towards him!

"Mountain Splitting Fist!"

Seventh Uncle threw out a few more punches, causing Ye Fan's sword ray to shatter. However, he was unable to stop the crazy sword intent that wanted to cut everything down. The powerful sword intent invaded his body and his spirit couldn't help but feel sluggish!

A Concept that could sever the heart!

An external spiritual attack could destroy a cultivator's body and physical body. In other words, the power of a Concept could directly affect the cultivator's mind and could severely damage the cultivator's soul!

The soul is the essence of life. Without a soul, a human is just a walking corpse. The damage to the soul is even more terrifying than the damage to the body!

Plop!

Ye Xingchen did not continue to act because there was no longer any need for him to do so. Seventh Uncle directly knelt on the arena. His soul was damaged, causing him to completely lose his battle prowess.

"Who did you learn your sword intent from?"

Seventh Uncle tried his best to resist the urge to faint as he asked Ye Fan.

"Someone you can't think of."

Ye Fan coldly smiled, then turned around and walked off the stage.

Boom! *

Seventh Uncle finally fainted and fell onto the arena floor. The impact on his mind was too great. It was hard to say if he would ever wake up again.

"Ye Fan, what did you do to Seventh Uncle?"

Liu Jun angrily asked Ye Fan.

"What have I done? You should have been watching from the side the whole time. Isn't it just a normal arena battle?"

Ye Fan lightly smiled, then prepared to turn around and leave. If he stayed any longer, he didn't know what other trouble he would face.

"Ye Fan, just you wait. This isn't the end!"

Liu Jun viciously said to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan suddenly halted his steps and turned around. In the next moment, he was already in front of Liu Jun. He stared coldly at him with a pair of emotionless eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"You … What do you want? "

Liu Jun felt goosebumps all over his body as he asked Ye Fan this question.

"I advise you not to find trouble with me again. I didn't touch you because of your father. If you don't repent, I don't mind making you like that Seventh Uncle!"

Ye Fan whispered into Liu Jun's ear. Although it was not easy to kill him in the city, it was still very easy to turn him into a half-dead vegetable or something like that.

"Are you threatening me?"

Liu Jun said coldly.

"It's not a threat. It's just advice. I hope you can listen to what I have to say, or else I won't be polite to you next time! "

Ye Fan sneered. After greeting Wu Feng and the others, he turned around and left.

"Jun Mo Xie, I've just told you that my disciple's temper isn't very good."

Wu Feng stood behind Liu Jun and said with a smile. It had been so many years, but this was the first time that he had been so proud of himself in front of the rich and powerful people of Clear Water City.

This feeling of straightening one's back was truly comfortable!

Wu Feng's face brimmed with a happy smile. Even if he were to deal with Seventh Uncle, he would still have to put in a bit of effort. He didn't expect Ye Fan to deal with him so easily. Ye Fan's overall strength was already very close to his own.

Judging a cultivator's strength was the most intuitive display of their cultivation base, but it would always be just one aspect. There were many other factors that one needed to consider.

"Wu Feng, Profound Heaven Sect, just you wait!"

Liu Jun gave a cold snort and ordered the guards to lift the unconscious Seventh Uncle up before running away with a face full of dust.

"Sovereign, why did you offend such a vile character?"

Although he knew that the position of the Mysterious Sky Sect would be different in the future, their overall strength was still there. Even if they became heroes, their strength would not change. Blindly making enemies was not a wise decision.

"Because Ye Fan doesn't like it. As long as Ye Fan dislikes it, our Mysterious Sky Sect will naturally draw a clear line between us!" "Let's go."

Wu Feng smiled and did not explain any further. He led Fan Zhan Yang and the rest to a distant place where they could continue to visit the next celebrity in the city.

Behind him, Fan Zhan Yang's body suddenly trembled, his heart filled with worship for Ye Fan. For the sake of a disciple's preference, a sect master did not hesitate to make a strong enemy. What kind of honor was this!

If he was able to receive such treatment, he would probably wake up laughing in his dreams.

Ye Fan, I'll definitely catch up to you!

Fan Zhan Yang made up his mind and quickly followed.

"Grand master, where are we going? We've been to three different families and two of them haven't seen our master yet, and one of them has even closed the door and refused to receive us. Why are we still trying to be nice to him?"

Fan Zhan Yang said in dissatisfaction as he followed behind Wu Feng.

"Hehe, these few days, we will just have to spend a little bit of time. After a few more days, we will have a huge reward. The more places we can go to, the bigger the reward will be."

Wu Feng chuckled.