The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 981: Want to Leave?

Chapter 981: Chapter 981: Want to Leave?

He had just observed the fight between a few people and discovered that this fellow named Ning Fan, despite being at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage,

was displaying moves with a power that exceeded the standards of the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

To him, this was completely inconceivable.

It was as if everyone was driving the same model of car, so why could you run faster than me?

It made no sense!

Hearing this, the Third Elder and the Second Elder exchanged glances and slowly retreated behind the Great Elder.

Above them, Sect Master Zuo Yunhua and Deputy Sect Master Zhuang Peng were also whispering to each other.

"Something’s not right with this kid," Zhuang Peng said gravely, "the power of his moves is much stronger than that of ordinary ones."

"I’ve noticed as well. How did he do that?" Zuo Yunhua furrowed his brows deeply, utterly baffled, "Could it be some special technique?"

"Once we capture this kid later, we must interrogate him thoroughly to find out where he learned these moves!" Zhuang Peng nodded.

Both of them were curious about the secrets Ning Fan harbored within him.

If they could master this method, they too could have an advantage in the upcoming sect assessments.

By now, the Great Elder, along with the Second and Third Elders, were fighting Ning Fan together.

Together, their combined moves had reached another level of power.

Ning Fan, wielding Shuang’er with a solemn expression, had already realized he had underestimated his opponents this time.

Although he could handle each of these Elders one-on-one, now that the three of them had joined forces, they were powerful enough to contend with him.

Moreover, with the Sect Master and the Deputy Sect Master looking on like tigers eyeing their prey, making a forceful escape would be no easy feat.

"Young man, thinking of escaping?"

The battle-hardened Great Elder, seeing the change in Ning Fan’s expression, immediately guessed his intentions.

The Third and Second Elders both leapt up at the same time, blocking Ning Fan’s retreat.

"Stay!"

The Great Elder raised his arms, and a mighty power whistled out. Using his own power as a primer, he began to trace the patterns of a formation on the ground.

With each completed line, the air grew heavier.

"Master, I can’t move anymore..."

"Ning Fan, there seems to be something wrong around us..."

Shuang’er and Su Qingcheng felt the change simultaneously; their breathing became rapid.

With their cultivation realms still low, they quickly noticed the issue, feeling as if their surroundings were becoming exceedingly heavy.

The crushing pressure was like a mountain continuously bearing down on them!

Only Huo Erba, relying on his formidable defensive power, managed to staunchly withstand the heavy pressure around him.

"Hmph, this formation is the Sixfold Mountain Range Formation; even those at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage would be suppressed by this overwhelming pressure, unable to move at all,"

"I want to see how you will escape from this formation!"

The Great Elder stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Ning Fan with an overbearing gaze.

In the formation, streaks of light began to emerge, twisting towards them like tentacles.

Shuang’er gritted her teeth and threw a punch, but the light streak seemed unaffected and continued to twist its way closer to them.

Ning Fan furrowed his brow and touched the light streak with his finger.

Terrible Spiritual Power burst from his fingertip, instantly destroying a streak of light.

"Only at my level can I destroy a light streak."

Ning Fan frowned deeply, assessing the strength of the light streaks.

With the current power of Shuang’er and the others, they were simply unable to destroy these light streaks,

Ning Fan stood in front of the three, continuously unleashing Spiritual Power, shattering the light streaks.

In the meantime, Huo Erba was inadvertently entangled by a light streak and instantly fell to the ground.

Shuang’er checked on him and found that almost one-third of Huo Erba’s strength had been drained in the blink of an eye.

"So these light streaks can drain the power from our bodies...no, that’s not all there is to it!"

Ning Fan glanced over the light streaks, feeling that each time he expanded Spiritual Power, it would be absorbed by the light streaks.

Continuing this way, he feared that even if his power was exhausted, he might not be able to break through this formation.

"Stand back."

After a moment of contemplation, Ning Fan took out a Jadestone Mini-sword from his Qiankun Ring and poured Spiritual Power into it.

Whoosh!

The seemingly unremarkable Jadestone Mini-sword suddenly emitted dazzling Sword Qi.

Sword beams burst forth from the Jadestone Mini-sword at a terrifying speed, slashing in all directions.

The light streaks had no resistance to this Sword Qi and were instantly cut apart.

As they tried to recover, more Sword Qi swarmed up, tearing them to shreds.

At the same time, countless Sword Qi spread across the ground, completely shattering the already formed formation!

Streaks of Sword Qi seemed to be endless, continuously shooting out from the Jadestone Mini-sword.

The entire square was nearly submerged in Sword Qi, creating a furious tide of blades.

Though this consumed a significant amount of his Spiritual Power, it effectively damaged the formation.

Numerous streaks of Sword Qi crisscrossed the square, kicking up winds so fierce that the surrounding disciples could not approach, forcing them to retreat further back.

After several minutes, the Sword Qi finally subsided, leaving the square engulfed in dust and smoke, making it impossible to see clearly inside.

"Whoosh!"

At that moment, a figure burst forth from the dust, and it was indeed Ning Fan!

He grabbed Shuang’er and Huo Erba with both hands, while Su Qingcheng was held by Shuang’er’s hand, and the group burst towards the direction of the mountain base.

"Trying to leave?"

The Great Elder’s face darkened, and with a powerful stomp, he chased after Ning Fan and the others at an astonishing speed.

He lashed out with his palm, aiming a mighty force directly at Su Qingcheng.

"Die, you old man!"

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