C12 (1/2)

Feeling danger, Wei An hurriedly picked up the sword beside him and used his strength to dodge the sword spirits. The golden light passed by where he was just standing and hit a tree not far away with a 'bang', breaking it at the waist.

Wei An looked at the destroyed tree and felt a lingering fear in his heart. Looking at the young man who was about the same age as him staring at him coldly, he actually had thoughts of retreating, but after adjusting his state of mind, he revealed an angry expression and asked: ”Sir, who are you? What enmity do I have with you? Why must you interfere in this matter? ”

The person who came was none other than Yang Fan. He was here to prove his thoughts, and even though he knew he was very shameless, he was here to prove that he wasn't cut off from the family. However, when he saw the weak state that Mu Jian Ling was in, he was infuriated. Yang Fan was currently in a state of rage. He glared angrily at Wei An as he coldly stated, ”Someone wants to kill you.”

The Spiritual Energy around Yang Fan's body began to converge and he waved his sword. A golden Spiritual Energy was sent out and Yang Fan followed closely behind with his body slanted to the side as he swung his sword.

Wei An could feel that Yang Fan's attack was extremely powerful, so when he saw the situation unfold, he immediately brandished his sword to block it. A thick earth-attributed spiritual force shot out, colliding with Yang Fan's sword radiance.

With a sudden flash of spiritual light, Yang Fan blocked the attack with his sword. The sword trembled and let out a crisp hum. Yang Fan hurriedly stopped his steps and jumped out of the area. The cool breeze blew away the dust that filled the sky, and his vision gradually became clear. He saw Wei An gasping for breath, and a trickle of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

Wei An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Yang Fan in disbelief. He could clearly feel that Yang Fan was only at the third or fourth level precelestial stage, but why did the spiritual energy he emitted seem to be even thicker than his own? Wei An's face was filled with shock. After calming down for a moment, he pointed at Yang Fan and said, ”You …” You are definitely more than the fourth level of precelestial stage. ”

”Hmph, who told you that I'm only at the fourth level precelestial, that's just your wild guess.”

Yang Fan's face revealed a hint of disdain. He pointed his sword at Wei An and coldly snorted, ”You want to stall for time? I won't give you the chance. ”

”I just happened to take you on a sword test. I wasn't satisfied for the past few days. Although it feels like bullying the weak, I've never fought against anyone before. Let me experience the might of a cultivator at the peak of the sixth level.” Yang Fan said with a serious expression as he forcefully used his sword to stab forward.

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Wei An finally understood why Yang Fan had restrained his aura. Was there some hidden motive?

However, facing another sharp attack from Yang Fan, Wei An was in a bit of a dilemma. Suddenly, he thought of something and a bright light flashed across his eyes. He first swung his sword and shot out a wave of spirit energy, before reaching his hand to his waist and taking out a bag from his storage pouch. This was the medicinal powder used to deal with Mu Jian Ling's medicinal powder that had scattered for three days and the Fierce Spring Powder. He held it in his hand, and just as Yang Fan was about to block his attack, Wei An quickly rushed over.

”Ding! Ding!” After two consecutive sounds, the two swords clashed against each other. Yang Fan's expression was unperturbed, he didn't even have the slightest bit of strain on his body. On the other hand, Wei An's face was filled with malevolence. The veins on his neck bulged, and he was resisting with great difficulty. However, when he laughed, his laughter was extremely strange. Even though Yang Fan had realized something, he still believed that Wei An wouldn't pose too much of a threat. Instead of dodging, he accelerated the condensing of his spiritual energy and tried to blast Wei An away.