Ao Fan had just wanted to pick more Qi Healing Fruits to consume, but he felt a tremor on the ground.
Huang Xiao and the others had already entered the medicinal garden, but they were blocked by layers of prohibitions and could not come to him immediately. But after all, there were people from the Nine Swords Sect among them, the prohibitions were removed in no time, and Huang Xiao and the others came like waves.
At this time, Ao Fan happened to exit the medicinal garden. The grass and trees around him were lush, but there was a gust of cold wind. He looked up, but found countless pairs of eyes looking over, and his face couldn't help but change drastically.
It turned out that as early as when Huang Xiao and the others entered the medicinal garden, there were many disciples of the Nine Swords Sect who were cultivating at the Martial Way Peak surrounding the medicinal garden out of curiosity, and not even a single gap was left behind. Therefore, even though Ao Fan appeared in a hidden corner, he was still spotted.
"That's him, I definitely won't forget his appearance." A young cultivator said as he crossed the crowd, and it was clearly the Wudao Peak Guardian that Ao Fan bumped into when he entered the Wudao Peak.
"Senior Brother Yue Lin, are you sure you didn't remember it wrong?" A person next to him asked.
"I definitely didn't remember it wrong. Catch him and Senior Huang of the Green Market Sect and even the Shocking Sword Lineage will be rewarded." The young man named Yue Lin said as he rushed in, his appearance arrogant and a bit sinister, his green clothes already bulging under the surging Yuan Qi.
Under his leadership, many of the nearby cultivators with cultivation at the Mortal Realm and even the Second Turning Dao Realm rushed in, like a humanoid sea wave, surging beyond measure, with gusts of murderous aura penetrating into the clouds.
Ao Fan's face changed, these people in order to catch him, how could they still care about the rules of the Wu Dao Peak that no flying is allowed in non-special places? This group of people surrounded the void in all directions, leaving Ao Fan without any place to escape.
He gritted his teeth, knowing that a battle was inevitable. If he retreated back to the Pill Garden, there was a great possibility that he would be captured by Huang Xiao and the others. Instead, if he charged into the crowd in front of him and put up a fight, he would have a sliver of a chance to live.
The Blood Taker Gun with its murderous aura fell into his hands, and his aura flourished, his body was like a stream of light as he rushed towards the direction with the largest number of Mortal Realm cultivators. He knew that if he flew, he would be attacked from all directions, so he just flew on foot, so the area under attack would also be reduced.
"Boom!" The gap between the Mortal Realm cultivators and Ao Fan was too great, he just swept out a shot, and a row of Mortal Realm cultivators screamed and flew out horizontally, injuring a lot of them.
He then rushed into the crowd and continued to vanish outwards. Although there are a lot of first-turn Taoist realm and even second-turn Taoist realm cultivation of the Nine Swords Sect disciples, but because of the excessive number of fellow disciples around them, they had to be careful, in order to barely injure their own people, but the result was that Ao Fan did not have any pressure, and in the blink of an eye, rushed out of the distance of a hundred feet.
Just when he thought that he could be so rushed out of the crowd to escape life, the rear of the medicine garden but suddenly shot out a few light. Those with deep cultivation who had entered the medicinal garden in search of him, including Huang Xiao, flew out.
Ao Fan immediately looked as if he was dying, he had no way of escape at this moment!
Suddenly, in the distant sky, another white stream of light flew in, came close but stopped in mid-air, it was actually the beast Yun Yun carrying Yun Drunken Moon and Yun Qing Yue, the two sisters came here.
Seeing Ao Fan who was caught in the crowd, the two sisters were about to come to help. At this moment, the void was shaking, and a magnificent silhouette suddenly appeared beside Yun Drunken Moon and the two sisters, releasing a transparent light that enveloped the two people, making them unable to move.
"Yun Yun, you won't intervene." This silhouette that suddenly appeared said, his sword-like peaked and sharp eyebrows slightly raised, his face looking towards Ao Fan with a hint of a cold smile.
The beast Yun Yun snorted, a lazy look, stood in place, without another action. The two sisters in its body, Yun Drunken Moon, although anxious, were unable to move or even speak.
"Heavenly Sword Dao Master!" The Huang Xiao several people who had come from afar were surprised to see the man who had suddenly appeared and all of them were surprised to come forward to pay their respects.
Ao Fan's gaze fiercely condensed as if it was a whirlpool. It was as if the rest of the things in heaven and earth could no longer arouse his interest. His eyes landed on the Heavenly Sword Dao Master with endless hatred, almost covering his own consciousness. The only bit of sanity he had left allowed him to not attack the Heavenly Sword Daolord, instead continuing to pound through the crowd.
The Heavenly Sword Daolord seemed to sense the aptly named gaze and turned his eyes to look at it, smiling coldly. Turning his head to face Huang Xiao and the others again, with an air of superiority, he said, "Against a fellow with a mere first turn of the Dao Realm cultivation, you won't need to make a move, so let the lower-ranked disciples of this sect do it."
"Yes." The crowd responded.
Even though Huang Xiao was unwilling in his heart, he couldn't say anything with his mouth. It was because he had heard that among the Nine Sword Sect's nine veins of Dao Masters, the Heavenly Sword Dao Master was the most sinister, and his ruthlessness was something that the two terrifying killing gods, the Slaying Sword Dao Master and the Blood Sword Dao Master, couldn't even compare to.
With the Heavenly Sword Dao Master here, Ao Fan's chances of escaping were even slimmer. He even felt that the other party seemed to have discovered his identity. After all, he had faced the other party a few times on the night when the three gates of the Southern Domain invaded the Dragon Palace. With his identity as the only prince of the Dragon Clan, did the other party really forget about him?
Thinking like this, Ao Fan was ruthless inwardly. Anyway, at this moment, he was almost immortal, so why should he show any mercy? Just now, he rushed all the way here, in order to prevent attracting more trouble, only injured the disciples of the Nine Swords Sect, did not kill anyone. But at this moment, he had to kill.
The gusts of wind drummed fiercely, and the killing aura was fiercely overpowering!
Ao Fan swung his Blood Taker Gun out in a sweeping motion, instantly decapitating several Mortal Realm Cultivators who stood in front of him. A shower of fresh blood splashed out from the wounds of the dead, cutting across the mid-air and leaving behind a lingering gore.
The crowd was instantly shaken, they felt a brutal bloodshed spreading, and their hearts couldn't help but all be flooded with the slightest bit of coldness.
Ao Fan had made up his mind, even if he died in battle, he would still make a scene!
Blood cloud hand probed out, cold wind whistling, daylight seems to also be blocked. A disciple of the Nine Swords Sect who could not reflect as well as the first turn of the Dao Realm cultivation level was immediately swept over by the blood-red hand, and his entire body was torn into pieces of flesh in an instant, accompanied by blood flying out and drenching the surrounding crowd.
The remaining momentum of the blood cloud hand did not diminish, and it continued to pass through the bodies of several more Mortal Realm cultivators, causing them to end up in the same situation as the man from earlier, before it was blocked by a cultivator with a second-turn dao realm cultivation.
"Mortal realm disciples stand down, Dao realm disciples go." The Heavenly Sword Dao Master's gaze was slightly cold, and his voice travelled to every inch of the surrounding area, as if he was speaking right in the ears of the crowd.
Upon hearing this, of the Nine Sword Sect disciples who were dealing with Ao Fan, those whose cultivation was only at the Mortal Realm withdrew in droves, but they were still killed by Ao Fan on the way out by more than ten of them. When all the Mortal Realm disciples retreated and only the Dao Realm disciples stayed behind, Ao Fan was like a flat boat in the sea of fury, and finally felt the pressure like a sea wave.