From the crowd emerged a man who looked at Xu Fan with anger and said harshly, "Boy, you're simply too arrogant!"
This person had a face as red as a jujube, a mustache that turned up at the ends, and a tall and robust figure, standing nearly two meters tall. He was dressed in a black tight-fitting outfit, his muscles full and well-defined, wielding a black-backed broadsword as his weapon.
In particular, this man's temples were prominently swollen, a clear indication of his deep cultivation, and the aura he exuded had actually reached the late stage of a Grandmaster.
"It's actually Yan Beique!"
"You should know that Yan Beique is our Ning Family's chief Patron. His Zhanhu Sword Technique has reached the profound realm of perfection, and the number of strong opponents who have died by his hand is countless."
"Hehe, now that Brother Yan has stepped forward, is there anything that can't be resolved?"
