Chapter 2003 - 1868: All-Out Brawl

Chapter 2003: Chapter 1868: All-Out Brawl

The 10th Xing Kong Gu Road seemed like a dam blocking the river, with countless talents pausing here, not yet setting off for various reasons.

It could be said that within this Ancient City, there were certainly some Heavenly Pride not weaker than Ba Cangtian.

The young man who attacked Ye Fan had already reached the Early-Stage Venerable Realm, stepping into the Saint Realm, with incredibly strong power.

"Boom!"

A brilliant Xing River descended, with overwhelming Holy Might, as if a real Cosmic Starry Sky was pressing down, unstoppable.

"I have already said, I am not the Demon Clan’s spy. The real Demon Clan spy is right behind you."

Ye Fan was extremely angry, as these people, without discerning right from wrong, unanimously identified him as the Demon Clan’s spy, not giving him any chance to explain.

As the Xing River pressed down, Ye Fan was helpless and had to unleash the Xuandi Fist, breaking it with force.

"Boom!"

The punch from Ye Fan was overwhelmingly powerful, piercing through the Xing River, with stars exploding under his fist, turning into brilliant fireworks.

"Swish!"

Ye Fan shot through the Xing River like a Flowing Light, continuing to charge at Zheng Wuji and Baili Han.

At this moment, he had no choice but to kill both of them in public and examine their Divine Souls to prove his innocence.

However...

"Swoosh!"

Just as he was about to make a move, the young strong man intercepted him again, thrusting a blood-colored spear at his forehead.

"Clang!"

A sharp sound rang out as the blood-colored spear shattered inch by inch, turning into scrap metal on the ground. Under Ye Fan’s fierce punch, nothing could withstand it.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan rushed through, using soft strength, punching the young man away, instantly sealing his Divine Power in the Dantian without taking his life.

Ye Fan knew that the current situation was extremely dire, and a slight misstep could lead to his downfall here.

If he were to recklessly slaughter them, it would undoubtedly confirm his identity as a Demon Clan spy, making things even more unfavorable for him.

"Boom!"

The young strong man crashed into a house, falling into the rubble.

However, he showed a different expression, clearly aware that Ye Fan had held back; otherwise, he would have already been a cold corpse.

Even a Holy Weapon could be shattered with a punch, taking his life would be effortless.

Could it be... as he said, he is not the Demon Clan’s spy? Otherwise, why would he let me go so easily?

At this moment, his deeply held belief was shaken.

"The Demon Clan’s spy is here, what are you waiting for?"

"Everyone, join hands and kill this villain to avenge our Human Race’s heroes!"

Zheng Wuji and Baili Han reversed the truth, fleeing swiftly while urging others to take action against Ye Fan.

Instantly, several hot-blooded young strong people were incited by the two, charging at Ye Fan, blocking his path.

"I want to kill the real Demon Clan spy, don’t mistake yourselves, everyone."

Avoiding confrontation with these misled young strong people of the Human Race, he explained while striving to avoid a direct conflict.

"No matter how you argue, you can’t change the fact that you are the Demon Clan’s spy!"

These people didn’t listen to his explanation at all, still attacking ruthlessly, driving Ye Fan to fend off their attacks.

"You all have been fooled!"

Ye Fan was furious, seeing Zheng Wuji and Baili Han about to escape, although they couldn’t escape the city, if he didn’t kill them this time, there would be endless trouble.

"Ye, today is your death day."

A young strong man spat a stream of Innate Primordial Essence Qi at Ye Fan, like a hanging Tianhe hitting him.

"You forced me!"

Ye Fan let out a loud shout, his vigorous blood boiling, a blood light shot into the sky, his whole body shrouded in blinding Thunder and Xuan Ci Immortal Light, charging out directly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two young elite strong people blocking his way were knocked back, coughing up blood, their faces pale as paper, their eyes wide with shock.

At that moment, it was as if they were facing a Great Emperor, the powerful pressure making it hard for them to breathe.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

Ye Fan traveled like light, covering a thousand miles in an instant, catching up to Zheng Wuji and Baili Han in no time.

"Clang!"

A blood-colored War Spear appeared, transforming into thousands of spear shadows, stabbing at them, the sharp spear tips shooting out piercing Killing Light.

Zheng Wuji and Baili Han’s faces changed drastically, sensing a threat of death from Ye Fan.

Just as they hesitated whether to use Death Martial Technique, a change occurred.

"Clang!"

A Holy Sword suddenly appeared, striking the spear tips, deflecting them.

"Phew..."

The two let out a long breath simultaneously, narrowly escaping with their lives.

"Swish!"

A figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, exuding a powerful Holy Might, clearly a Saint Lord level strong person who had been in the Venerable Realm for many years.

This person wore a long gray robe, had his hair tied in a cow-heart bun fastened with a Wu Mu hairpin, and sported five strands of long beard, displaying an immortal wind and Daoist bone demeanor.

"Saint Master Pang Ran has arrived, now that Ye-surname Demon Clan spy won’t escape."

"Indeed, Saint Master Pang Ran is the little uncle of the Law Enforcer, already over nine hundred years old, and was a Saint Lord thirty years ago. With profound strength, dealing with such riffraff is a piece of cake."

Seeing the old man appear, many people around began to discuss, believing that Ye Fan was doomed to disaster.

Zheng Wuji and Baili Han, standing behind the old man, couldn’t stop sneering at Ye Fan.

At this moment, they felt reassured, with the Human Race Saint Lord taking action, Ye Fan was dead for sure, and their plan of borrowing the knife to kill had reached fruition.

Once Ye Fan died, there would be no one left to threaten them, and they could hunt Human Race elites without restraint, using the Death Energy emitted when they died for cultivation to strengthen themselves.

In such a situation, within a few years, they would become the strongest on the Human Clan’s Ancient Star Path, eradicating all life on this road.

By that time, even if someone guessed their identity, they would have nothing to fear.

"Surrender, we will thoroughly investigate. If you are indeed not a Demon Clan spy, we will clear your name."

Pang Ran wielded a Holy Sword, looked righteously in demeanor, and his voice was sonorous and powerful, accompanied by Holy Might, leaving no room for resistance.

"What if I say no?"

Ye Fan stared at Pang Ran, seeing the shadow of the City Lord of the Human Clan’s First City in him.

The same arrogance, the same conceit.

"Then I, the old man, will have to take action to subdue the demon and first capture you."

As he spoke, Pang Ran suddenly struck, a large hand covered ten directions, with Chaotic Energy seemingly surging between his fingers and palms, directly grabbing towards Ye Fan, very aggressive.

"Isn’t this Saint Master Pang Ran’s exclusive secret technique, the World in the Palm?"

"He unexpectedly made his strongest secret technique right away, it seems he doesn’t want to give that Ye-surname Demon Clan spy any chance!"

"Indeed it should be. Capture him quickly, cut him to pieces, and refine his soul to avenge the dead Human Race elites."

Seeing Pang Ran’s strike, many people shouted again, discussed endlessly, all thinking Ye Fan would surely be captured, without suspense.

However...

At this moment!

Ye Fan roared long, his voice akin to dragon chant, echoing through heaven and earth. He, as an Immortal Light, wielded a War Spear, soared into the sky.

"Puff!"

Blood rain scattered, Ye Fan’s spear pierced through Pang Ran’s large hand, brought forth a canopy of blood rain, directly dashed out, rushing towards Zheng Wuji and Baili Han.

"Such boldness!"

Pang Ran’s face turned livid, with a sweep of his big sleeve, fiercely struck at Ye Fan, once again preventing him from killing Zheng Wuji and Baili Han.

Even so, the two were scared to the core, quickly retreating. They felt even with a Saint Lord level strong person in front, they were still not safe.

If Ye Fan broke through the blockade and killed them on the spot, then everything would be over, and the accusation against Ye Fan would be impossible to discuss further, possibly even whitewashing him, which they didn’t want to see.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan and Pang Ran clashed fiercely in a blow, both retreated four or five steps simultaneously.

At this moment, Ye Fan resembled a Killing God, with disheveled hair and cold eyes, emitting a sharp murderous intent.

Pang Ran was shocked, having entered the Venerable Realm for years. Although merely in the Early-Stage Venerable, without further progress, it shouldn’t be something a Lord Realm ant could contend with.

Yet now, Ye Fan managed to fight him evenly without being disadvantaged, leaving him inexplicably resentful.

Especially since Ye Fan had personally killed his grandson, sending his nephew into Heavenly Prison.

With such deep hatred, he naturally wanted to directly kill Ye Fan; as for surrendering, investigating the truth, etc., they were all nonsense.

"I don’t want to kill, don’t force me!" Ye Fan suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.

"Humph!"

Pang Ran snorted coldly and said, "Stop using flowery words to argue. The Law Enforcers are about to arrive; let’s see how you escape then."

"Everyone together, slay this fiend to avenge the fallen."

After the confrontation just now, he couldn’t see through Ye Fan’s depth, no longer dared to take action recklessly, fearing his lifetime reputation would be ruined, thus he called upon everyone to join forces to kill Ye Fan.

Once Ye Fan died, whether or not he was a Demon Clan spy, the blame was destined to be pinned on him, letting him bear a thousand years of infamy even after death.

"Indeed, think of how many young talents from our Human Race died at his hands, how tragic their deaths were."

"What are you waiting for, with so many people joining forces, we will surely capture and kill him, restoring justice for the dead."

Zheng Wuji and Baili Han were relentlessly inciting, urging everyone to take action to kill Ye Fan, while they quietly retreated, ready to escape at any moment.

"Zheng Wuji, Baili Han, where do you think you’re going?"

Ye Fan had already locked onto the two, how could he let them escape, immediately shouts angrily, activating Chasing Star Step, chasing them once more.

"With me here, you shall not harm my Human Race elites again."

Pang Ran’s figure moved, blocking Ye Fan again, striking towards his face with one palm, palm light like a blade, sharply unmatched.

"Die if you stand in my way!"

Ye Fan also got angry, being blocked several times, he gradually lost patience. His eyes turned sharply intense, wielding the War Spear as a great knife, slashing down fiercely.

"Siz!"

Blood light exploded, Saint Lord level strong person Pang Ran was slashed diagonally into two sections from shoulder to waist by Ye Fan’s spear and dashed away.

"Ah..."

Pang Ran screamed miserably, blood rain flying everywhere, the upper half of his body was directly sent flying by Ye Fan, while the lower half was kicked to pieces by Ye Fan, turning into a skyful of blood mud.

The scene was silent.