The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 601 I Have Changed My Opinion of You_1

Chapter 601: Chapter 601 I Have Changed My Opinion of You_1

The Spiritual Power Longsword was raised, creating a sword beam in the hazy smoke that flickered like a ribbon.

The sword beam whistled through the air like a ribbon unleashed.

The killing intent was stern, and its sharpness unparalleled!

This sword seemed capable of severing everything in the world!

Elder Kong’s face was filled with horror. Facing this sword, he felt as if his very soul was about to be cleaved apart!

He took a deep breath and madly circulated his power, launching a fierce punch outwards!

This punch was a complete unleashing of his strength!

The violent power surged like a torrential river and a tidal wave, even stronger than his previous punch!

"Break for me!"

Elder Kong roared furiously, his power running wild, forming into a fierce dragon!

The ferocious dragon’s maw opened wide, viciously biting towards the sword beam!

"Boom!"

With a loud booming sound, dust filled the air, obscuring everyone’s visibility.

The crowd stared into the dust, their voices filled with hesitation and uncertainty.

"Is he dead?"

"I don’t know... can’t sense any breath..."

"Why don’t you go take a look?"

"Damn it, why don’t you go check!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose between heaven and earth, quickly scattering the dust around them.

The scene within came into view for everyone.

Elder Kong’s right fist was held up, blocking in front of Ning Fan.

Seeing this, the powerhouses of the Black and White Witch Sect rejoiced greatly.

"Hahahaha! This kid is finished!"

"Worthy of Elder Kong! Well done!"

"Now that this brat is dead, Star Country will be ours!"

But just as they were exultant, they saw Ning Fan suddenly turn his head slightly toward the crowd, he lifted a brilliant smile.

"Disappointed you, haven’t I? The one who’s dead isn’t me."

With a spurt!

As his words fell, a slender crack appeared on Elder Kong’s forehead, running through his entire body, as scarlet blood spurted up to the sky!

The world seemed to turn black and white, the only color visible was that bloody red!

In the midst of the blood raining down, Ning Fan stepped forward calmly, standing before everyone.

The smile on his face, to them, was like a demon from hell claiming lives!

Thud!

Elder Kong’s body, split in two, crashed heavily to the ground, his eyes still filled with terror.

The might of that sword seemed to have penetrated deep into his soul, dragging it into hell.

Seeing this, everyone’s face showed horror, their eyes filled with profound shock.

It was then that they truly understood that Ning Fan’s strength had already far surpassed them, they were not even on the same level!

As Ning Fan approached slowly, everyone couldn’t help but retreat across the ground, as if a terrifying demon god was walking towards them!

"Don’t, don’t kill us!"

"We are from the Black and White Witch Sect, you can’t kill us!"

"Just spare us! We are willing to pay any price!"

In the face of death, even a Great Grandmaster couldn’t escape fear.

Before they could finish speaking, Ning Fan released his Spiritual Power from his palm, forming several sword beams.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Where the sword beams passed, heads fell to the ground!

Blood spurted into the sky, staining the ground a bright red, like a red carpet had been spread out.

In the blink of an eye, only a handful of people remained, relying on their profound skills to either hide or block the sword beams.

Their eyes were filled with terror and utter despair.

Even the combined strength of dozens of them had been unable to kill this man!

Why was he so strong?!

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind Ning Fan.

"Die for me!"

Lin Ping had appeared behind Ning Fan, his gaze bloodshot and his expression wildly insane.

That previous sword strike had filled him with deep fear.

It was this fear that had driven Lin Ping to complete madness.

As long as Ning Fan lived, he himself would have to die!

He chose the moment he thought Ning Fan was most relaxed to launch this attack!

The dagger in his palm shone coldly, stabbing straight towards Ning Fan’s back!

Even a Great Grandmaster, if stabbed in the heart and not treated promptly, would die all the same!

As Lin Ping made his move, the surviving strongmen of the Black and White Witch Sect were initially stunned, then suddenly burst into action.

Instead of helping, they turned around to flee!

Spouses are like birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly separately.

If even spouses acted like this, let alone these allies who were merely bound by interests.

"You still have the courage to attack me at this moment, I’ve changed my opinion of you," Ning Fan commented, unflustered by the sudden attack, as he lightly flicked his hand backward.

With a "snap", the dagger Lin Ping had swung with all his might broke in two.

Before he could react, Ning Fan had already grabbed his head, asking coldly, "I’ll give you a chance to leave your last words."

Lin Ping clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot with the fear of death, shaking uncontrollably.

"I, only regret not acting faster... giving you the chance to turn the tables!"

After a moment, he managed to squeeze out these words through clenched teeth.

Hearing this, Ning Fan knew this man would not repent, so he unleashed his Spiritual Power from his palm, instantly blasting Lin Ping’s head to pieces.

Blood flew wildly, bits of flesh scattered, all blocked by the Spiritual Power.

Ning Fan turned his head, looking towards the few fleeing figures, and once again he threw out several sword beams.

The sword beams left his hand at an astonishing speed, chasing directly after the escapees.