The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1237: The Alliance of the Three Strongpowers

Chapter 1237: Chapter 1237: The Alliance of the Three Strongpowers

Within Luo Fan Sect, two elders dressed in white robes appeared in the sky.

One was Chen, the former Supreme Elder of the Flying Immortal Sect.

The other was Qing Feng, the Supreme Elder of the Luo Fan Sect.

Both were strong practitioners at the Pseudo Dan Peak Realm.

"Ning Fan, you really did come to my Luo Fan Sect."

With a single step, Qing Feng arrived outside the Sect Protection Array, facing Ning Fan head-on.

"You killed my disciple, and today you intend to destroy my Luo Fan Sect. Do you really think I can’t kill you!"

Ning Fan smiled calmly, completely indifferent to the presence of this Pseudo Dan Peak Realm powerhouse.

"Bai Yuchen was the one who courted death."

"But, one of those who killed my father that year was you, wasn’t it?"

Qing Feng was visibly taken aback by Ning Fan’s statement, but quickly sneered in disdain.

"So what if I was involved?"

"Back then, he was too arrogant, completely disregarding our major sects."

"If we didn’t kill him, where would our sects’ dignity lie!"

Spiritual light flickered in Ning Fan’s right hand, and an ancient longsword appeared.

Qing Feng’s gaze also fell on the sword in Ning Fan’s hand, how could he not be familiar with it?

"This sword once ended up in the hands of the Flying Immortal Sect, and I had long proposed to destroy it, but some fool actually refused."

Having said that, he cast a fierce side glance at Chen, who was within the Sect Protection Array.

Chen, feeling awkward, smiled. He had kept the sword because it seemed like a divine artifact when in Ning Potian’s hands, but to them, it was like scrap iron.

Unexpectedly, it had now ended up in the hands of Ning Potian’s son.

Qing Feng’s gaze returned to Ning Fan, and he said outright, "Withdraw from the Flying Immortal Sect, dissolve the Four Sacred Sect, and I might spare your life today."

Ning Fan laughed, a mocking, contemptuous laugh.

"Old man, this time I came fully prepared. If you want me to leave, it’ll have to be over the destruction of Luo Fan Sect."

Qing Feng’s eyes gradually turned cold, deep killing intent surfacing.

"Sect Master, why bother with such pointless talk with this old man? Let’s just kill them outright!"

Fierce Lion was already impatient, wishing he could immediately rush forward with his greatsword against Ning Fan.

Ning Fan, however, showed no rush to act, instead, he looked at Qing Feng with a face full of mockery.

"I know you Supreme Elders are wary of taking action, because once you do, it’s highly likely you’ll be unable to suppress the advancement within your bodies."

"Once you fail to suppress it, breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage will provoke the Heavenly Tribulation, and all of you are barely a step from the coffin, daring not to face the tribulation."

Ning Fan took a bold step forward, his right hand gripping his sword fiercely. Even if there was a great gap in their realms, so what?

"You pursued and killed my father, and even if it leads to death, I will kill all of you."

"Kill!"

Spiritual Power converged in the warship, beams of light like missiles from a cannon fiercely hammered the Luo Fan Sect’s Sect Protection Array.

Seeing the situation, Qing Feng gnashed his teeth and charged toward Ning Fan.

Ning Fan, however, sword in hand, leapt up into the air and departed; this was not the place for a battle.

Chen, now mostly recovered from his injuries, saw the warship’s attack and stepped out of the Sect Protection Array, circulating his Spiritual Power and resisted with all his might.

Warships, such things only the Flying Immortal Sect possessed.

And the warships before him were all too familiar.

He could only hope that Qing Feng would swiftly end the fight; as long as they could kill Ning Fan, everything would be over.

On the warship, Fierce Lion roared with wild laughter, his hand gripping a blood-red greatsword, "All brothers of White Tiger Hall, follow me and kill!"

"Disciples of Vermilion Bird Hall, on my command, form ranks and break this Sect Protection Array as fast as possible!"

"All disciples of Xuanwu Hall, follow me and kill!"

"Disciples of Azure Dragon Hall, on my command, kill!"

War cries filled the sky, countless figures charged toward the Luo Fan Sect, repeatedly assaulting the Sect Protection Array.

Ning Fan had already exchanged several rounds with Qing Feng, but there was ultimately a gap in their realms.

Despite possessing powerful Spiritual Techniques, Ning Fan was somewhat pressed when facing Qing Feng, the Supreme Elder.

A palm strike forced Ning Fan back several steps, and Qing Feng wore a confident smirk.

"Ning Fan, possessing such strength at your realm is already commendable."

"But to think you can kill me at your current level, that’s nothing short of delusional wishful thinking."

"You should have waited for some more time; maybe then you would have had the power to kill me."

Ning Fan coughed up blood, fear and regret absent from his eyes.

Of course, he needed more time, but time was not on his side.

He feared Luo Fan Sect might ally with the other two sects. A month was already long enough.

Knowing that Yin Yang Sect had its concerns, and as Fierce Lion and others reached the Pseudo Dan Realm, he didn’t want to wait any longer.

"To think that you, an old man, could kill me? That might not be so easy."

Ning Fan coughed a few times, again circulated his Spiritual Power, and deployed the Spirit Sword Seal.

Seeing the massive Spirit Sword, Qing Feng shook his head in disappointment.

"Your Spiritual Technique is indeed powerful, but you ultimately have a large realm gap between us, and moreover, your sword is no longer as potent as before."

With a wave of his hand, Qing Feng sent out a sword beam that instantly shattered Ning Fan’s Spirit Sword Seal.

The residual force of the power pushed Ning Fan back.

"Ning Fan, let me tell you something else. Right after you killed my disciple, I already allied with the other two sects. So today, it’s not just the two of us Supreme Elders looking to kill you but four."

As Qing Feng’s words fell, two figures suddenly materialized out of thin air.

One was skinny as a rod, the other a hunched old woman.

Both were at the Pseudo Dan Peak Realm.

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