Destined Martial Lord

After leaving the Tian Dang Mountain Range, Ye Fan checked his own jade talisman, confirming the contents of his first quest.

This was a hunting mission. Its target was the nearby Black Stone Town named Zhao Qi, the leader of an adventurer team. According to the quest, he was at the seventh level of the Soul Formation Stage.

The target of the quest was a woman from Blackstone Town. Her son was also an adventurer and had offended Zhao Qi in the Tian Dang Mountain Range. In the end, he was chased by Zhao Qi to Blackstone Town to be killed.

Very soon, Black Stone Town appeared within Ye Fan's line of sight. According to his client's information, Ye Fan arrived at a large courtyard with white silk draped over it.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? "

An old servant vigilantly looked at Ye Fan as he asked.

"Profound Heaven Sect, Ye Fan, I've come to find a person named Fan Cui.

Ye Fan said in a low voice.

"Oh, so it's a cultivator from the Black Heaven Sect. Please come in. I'll call my mistress over right now."

When the old servant heard that Ye Fan was from the Mysterious Sky Sect, his originally murky eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly let Ye Fan into the house. Soon, a middle-aged woman came out and saw Ye Fan and was immediately stunned.

"May I ask if Mister came for the mission?"

The woman looked at Ye Fan and asked.

"That's right, is Zhao Qi still in the town?"

Ye Fan nodded his head and said.

"He's here. He just left our home not too long ago. He shouldn't be too far away by now."

"Yes," the woman replied.

"Oh? Aren't you enemies? What else is he doing here? "

Ye Fan asked, puzzled.

"Sir, you don't know that my son was killed because of a dispute he had with him in the Tian Dang Mountain Range, but he did not let this go. He said that my son ruined his good fortune and caused a three star beast to escape, so he asked our family to compensate him for his losses, if not … "Sob, sob, sob …"

As the woman spoke, she broke into tears. It was obvious that she felt extremely wronged.

"Or what?"

Ye Fan frowned and asked softly.

"Otherwise, he will kill us all! My husband died because he was too angry and couldn't fight him anymore. Everyone in my family escaped … Woo woo … * When the time limit is up, if we cannot gather the amount he wants, we might just leave with them … "Sob, sob …"

The woman cried.

"What a scum!" Where is he? Take me to him! "

Ye Fan couldn't help but become furious. He suddenly slammed the table, stood up, and said.

"Sir is an expert at the seventh level of the Soul Formation stage, shouldn't you make some preparations?"

The woman said as she looked at Ye Fan. It was clear that Ye Fan was too young, so he was afraid that Ye Fan might not be her opponent.

"Hehe, killing him is like cutting grass, you don't need to prepare, take me with you."

Ye Fan smiled. A seventh level Soul Formation cultivator like him could be killed with just one sword qi.

"Sir, please follow me."

The old servant nodded and led the way, bringing Nightingale to the center of the town.

"Zhao Qi! "You have committed many evil deeds and killed countless innocent people. Today, this young hero shall take your life!"

Just as the two of them reached the center of the street, they heard an explosive shout coming from afar.

He saw two people in the middle of the street not too far away, staring at each other. The surrounding passersby were all frightened into hiding and watching from afar.

"Sir, look, that man holding the ghost blade is Zhao Qi. His strength is not weak, and ordinary cultivators are not his match."

The old servant pointed at one of the black-clothed men as he spoke to Ye Fan.

"Alright, I'll take his life."

Ye Fan nodded his head and walked forward.

"Brother, please wait a moment, this Zhao Qi is my prey, please do not interfere!"

The person facing Zhao Qi was a handsome young man. His aura was not weak at all as he spoke to Ye Fan.

"Sure, feel free to go."

Ye Fan smiled. It seemed like the other side had also received the bounty.

"Haha, this is quite interesting. Are so many people anxious to die today?"

Zhao Qi let out a cold laugh, and the ghost blade in his hand flashed with a cold light, emitting a faint killing intent.

Grade one spirit weapon!

Ye Fan couldn't help but be startled. It seemed this Zhao Qi wasn't a simple person. He could actually use a Grade 1 Spirit Treasure. Even within the Profound Heaven Sect, not every disciple could use a Spirit Treasure as a weapon.

"Zhao Qi, hand over your life!"

The handsome youth let out a loud shout as he drew his sword. Behind him, a shadow of energy appeared like a crane's wing. He suddenly turned into a beam of light and appeared in front of Zhao Qi, instantly enveloping him with sword shadows!

Seventh level Soul Formation!

"Hahaha …" "Good!"

Facing this amazing sword attack, Zhao Qi did not show any signs of panic. The ghost head blade in his hand suddenly flew upwards and a majestic sword aura shot out. The sword aura that filled the sky was instantly shattered and the handsome youth was sent flying backwards.

"Crane Wing Slash!"

The handsome youth floated in the air and instantly activated his martial spirit. A layer of energy wrapped around his body, and he turned into a white crane. With a flap of his wings, two crescent-shaped slashes came crashing down!

BOOM!

Zhao Qi did not dare to take the attack head on. His figure flashed to the side and one of the slashes hit a two-story wooden building behind him. The wooden building instantly split in half and collapsed!

As for the other attack, it spun in the air and continued to attack Zhao Qi.