The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1043: The Thing That Can’t Be Pierced by the Sword’s Radiance

Chapter 1043: Chapter 1043: The Thing That Can’t Be Pierced by the Sword’s Radiance

Ning Fan took a deep breath and looked up.

The injuries inside his body had recovered by fifty percent, almost enough.

"Young Master Zhai, I am honored by the high regard you hold for me and that you are willing to offer such generous terms to recruit me."

Zhai Anping’s face showed a proud expression, "It seems you’ve thought it through clearly, now submit."

As the Young Master of the Flying Immortal Sect, he believed no one would refuse such a condition.

However, unexpectedly, a smile suddenly spread across Ning Fan’s face.

"Unfortunately, I refuse."

As soon as the words fell, he flung his arms wide open, and robust Spiritual Power surged out from within his body, instantly condensing hundreds of sword energies in front of him.

"Slash!"

With a low shout from Ning Fan, those sword energies instantly condensed into a giant longsword and cleaved toward Zhai Anping in mid-air!

"Damn it!"

"Protect the Young Master!"

"Bastard! How dare you attack the Young Master!"

The cultivators were taken aback, and without further thought for continuing to encircle Ning Fan, they soared into the air, rushing towards the giant sword energy in an attempt to stop it.

At the same moment they took action, the sword energy suddenly exploded.

Boom!

The formidable force burst open, and hundreds of sword energies scattered in all directions, striking wildly against several cultivators.

In just an instant, two cultivators at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage were severely injured, their bodies penetrated by sword energies.

The remaining cultivators were also not faring well, completely unprepared for the sword energies that were not targeting Zhai Anping at all, but them, the encircling cultivators.

Seizing this opportunity, Ning Fan charged back into the cave.

"You all immediately return to Fuguang Sect, find Wei Tianyuan and arrange for direct transport back to Feiyu Sect! I’ll lead them away!"

Yan Shuang wanted to stay behind, "My lord, I will stay and fight with you!"

"If you stay, you’ll only slow me down! Go back to Feiyu Sect immediately and tell them to activate the Sect Protection Array!"

After dropping these words, Ning Fan left again, the entire conversation lasting no more than two breaths.

Outside, chaos still reigned.

Several cultivators were caught off guard by the sword energies and cursed Ning Fan for his treachery.

"That bastard, if I catch him, I’m going to tear him to pieces!"

The heavily injured cultivators lay on the ground, cursing resentfully.

In mid-air, Zhai Anping, after a false alarm, was also furious.

"Damn it, to think he dared to use such a diversionary tactic, he’s courting death!"

Zhai Anping was enraged, never expecting Ning Fan to play him like this.

As the Young Master of the Flying Immortal Sect, everyone he approached to recruit would bow their heads in submission, eager to gain his attention and favor.

And yet, this guy named Xu Fan was so unappreciative!

"Search for him! We must find this bastard! I’ll make him pay!"

Zhai Anping’s angry roars echoed through the wilderness, and the uninjured cultivators dispersed immediately, searching for Ning Fan’s traces.

The severely wounded cultivators sat cross-legged, shakily taking out elixirs from their bosoms and consuming them to heal.

Before the dust had fully settled, a figure suddenly appeared before the two men.

"Hello there, I’ve returned."

Ning Fan smiled and swiftly snatched the elixir from the hands of the two men.

Then he raised his sword energy and, under the terrified gaze of the two, chopped off their heads.

"What?!"

It took a moment for Zhai Anping to come back to his senses, staring incredulously at Ning Fan down below.

It had never crossed his mind that this man named Xu Fan would return!

Has this bastard gone mad?!

"You dare to kill cultivators of Feiyu Sect! Today, you are doomed!"

Zhai Anping roared furiously at Ning Fan.

These were the direct subordinates he had always kept by his side, each loss was irreplaceable.

It would take a lot of time to train new direct subordinates!

"Heh, so only you are allowed to kill me, but I’m not allowed to kill you?"

After killing the cultivators, Ning Fan did not leave but instead looked up at the flying boat in mid-air.

Feeling the cold killing intent in Ning Fan’s eyes, Zhai Anping couldn’t help but swallow nervously, "What... what do you want to do?"

"I’m wondering what the reaction of your Flying Immortal Sect would be if I killed you, their Young Master."

As the words fell, Ning Fan burst forth, using all his Spiritual Power to boost his speed, reaching Zhai Anping in almost the blink of an eye.

One was in the air, and the other at the head of the boat.

The two men faced each other, their distance less than half a foot.

"Die!"

Ning Fan’s face was expressionless, a sword energy condensed in his palm and thrust powerfully straight at Zhai Anping.

Zhai Anping’s face showed sheer astonishment, the sword energy in his pupils enlarging continually until it filled his entire field of vision.

"Clang!"

The resounding clang of metal collision suddenly boomed as the sword energy, meant to pierce Zhai Anping, collided with an invisible barrier in mid-air.

This barrier’s sturdiness was such that even the sword energy bent nearly at a right angle.

"What is this thing?"

Ning Fan’s brow furrowed, his eyes filled with confusion.

Was there truly something his sword energy couldn’t pierce through?