Top-tier Unruly Master

Ye Ningqing seriously doubted whether she had seen it wrong.

At this moment, the right arm of the Thousand-Facade Duke was actually dripping with fresh blood, obviously injured by some weapon.

"Whoever harms my friend must die," a very deep voice said near Ye Ningqing's ear.

Ye Ningqing looked in the direction of the voice, and when she finally made out the speaker's face, her eyes reddened and tears were almost spilling out.

The person speaking was none other than Ding Fan, who had just been seated cross-legged, performing breath regulation.

While assisting Sun Chao, Ding Fan had an epiphany, and then he immediately sat down cross-legged to meditate. After a session of meditation, he had already reached the Fourth Level of Qi Cultivation.

After opening his eyes and seeing clearly what was happening around him, Ding Fan understood the situation.

It seemed that people from Jiu Jiao had caught up, and Li Yu and Ye Ningqing were using their lives to protect him...

Just then, the Thousand-Faced Duke had attempted to crush Li Yu's head with his foot, so Ding Fan grabbed a pebble and flicked it toward him.

Now, being at the Fourth Level of Qi Cultivation, the stone that Ding Fan flicked, even at a distance of several tens of meters, was comparable to a bullet, and it pierced through the shoulder of the Thousand-Facade Duke instantly.

The color drained from the Thousand-Facade Duke's face to an extreme degree. Judging by the force behind the stone that was shot at him, the assailant's cultivation was extremely domineering. However, the Thousand-Facade Duke didn't feel any fluctuation of inner strength coming from Ding Fan's body, which was too strange...

After pondering for a moment, the Thousand-Facade Duke turned to leave.

In his view, since he couldn't discern Ding Fan's cultivation level, he did not want to risk a confrontation with Ding Fan alone. He planned to go back to get some help before trying to kill Ding Fan.

However, before the Thousand-Facade Duke could even turn around, he was struck by an immense power on his back.

The Thousand-Facade Duke immediately lost his balance, and his body was shot out like a cannonball, flung away directly.

Even as he was being flung away, the Thousand-Facade Duke still wore a look of astonishment.

The Thousand-Facade Duke was most proud of his agility and movement techniques; otherwise, the swift-bladed Li Yu wouldn't have stood a chance before him, with no opportunity to even draw his blade.

The Thousand-Facade Duke believed if he wanted to escape, the other party would definitely have no chance to intercept him.

But what he did not anticipate was that just as he turned around, he was blasted away by the other party directly. The speed of the other party was horrifyingly swift...

Thud... The body of the Thousand-Facade Duke flew out seven or eight meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

Ye Ningqing watched this whole scene. The Thousand-Faced Duke, who had been toying with her and Li Yu as if they were mere chicks, was kicked away by Ding Fan with a single foot

Ye Ningqing remembered how she and Li Yu were incapable of fighting back in front of the Thousand-Faced Duke, but in front of Ding Fan, the same foe didn't even have the chance to run...

Ding Fan! So powerful!

The Thousand-Facade Duke struggled to support himself. "You... you..."

He intended to say something, but before he could speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the ground before him was stained red with blood...

"Whoever harms my friend must die!" Ding Fan said this to the Thousand-Facade Duke for the second time. At this moment, an endless killing intent spread vastly...

What is a friend? In times of adversity, those willing to lend a hand are.

To protect Ding Fan, Li Yu had been beaten until he vomited blood; his head was almost crushed just now, and Ye Ningqing herself was also gravely injured...

At this moment, Ding Fan had sentenced the Thousand-Facade Duke to death!

Right then, the Thousand-Facade Duke felt like he was facing not a man but a monster!

"I am... I am a disciple of the Three Flames Gate of the Hidden Sects. If you kill me, the Three Flames Gate will not let you off..."

Whoosh!

Ding Fan didn't wait for him to finish speaking. He transformed his right hand into a palm and after infusing it with True Qi to form a hand blade, without hesitation, he raised his hand and a sudden surge of blood light soared. His body was directly severed into two halves!

Blood was spilled all over the ground.

Ding Fan didn't care who you were, be it Three Flames Gate or White Lotus Sect. If one crossed Ding Fan, then he would show no mercy.

Facing thousands of battles in the Cultivation World of his past life, in this life, he would absolutely not hold back!

The scene of Ding Fan killing the Thousand-Faced Duke was clearly seen by both Li Yu and Ye Ningqing.

At that time, Ding Fan simply transformed his right hand into a palm; it was just an ordinary hand blade that couldn't be more ordinary, yet it directly killed his opponent. In Li Yu's and Ye Ningqing's view, even a sharp blade couldn't match the lethality of Ding Fan's hand blade then.

Ding Fan walked over to Ye Ningqing's side.

Ye Ningqing had suffered some internal injuries. At that moment, Ding Fan held Ye Ningqing's wrist, and soon, a stream of True Qi was continuously infused into Ye Ningqing's body.

Ye Ningqing simply felt bursts of burning heat flowing from Ding Fan's fingertips. As the heat flowed into her body, she found her originally uncomfortable breathing had become much more pleasant.

Then, a warm sensation spread throughout her entire body, and at the same time, she smelled the very pleasant scent coming from Ding Fan... At that moment, Ye Ningqing's heart inexplicably was filled with an indescribable sense of happiness.

It was a feeling hard to explain, and when she thought about the fact that her wrist was being held by Ding Fan and she actually felt this happy, Ye Ningqing's face turned red. How could being held by a boy's hand make her feel this way?

Could it be true, like others say, that when a girl reaches the flowery age of youth, she begins to yearn for love?

Ding Fan did not notice Ye Ningqing's flushed cheeks at the time. After infusing a bit of True Qi, Ye Ningqing's injuries had improved a lot, and she could even walk around a little.

After that, Ding Fan went to Li Yu's side and similarly infused a bit of True Qi, which also alleviated Li Yu's injuries.

By then, Li Yu was even more convinced of his previous thought.

Ding Fan must indeed be an Earth Level strongman; otherwise, how could his severe injuries have improved so fast...

"Senior, we are now surrounded by Jiu Jiao's people. What should we do now?" Ye Ningqing looked at Ding Fan and asked.

Although Ding Fan had killed the Thousand-Facade Duke, there were still more than thirty gunmen lying in ambush outside. Even the most skilled Martial Artist could not outperform guns and firearms, and the terrain around them was very complex, making it difficult for them to break out.

Ding Fan glanced at Ye Ningqing. "What was your mission this time, to kill Jiu Jiao or to capture him alive?"

Ye Ningqing was taken aback, she really didn't understand why Ding Fan would bring this up at this time.

However confused, Ye Ningqing still told Ding Fan, "Jiu Jiao is a dangerous element, and the mission given from above was simply to kill Jiu Jiao."

"Just to kill him?" Ding Fan said.

"Senior, you can't be thinking of going to kill Jiu Jiao yourself. Jiu Jiao still has more than thirty gunmen under his command. These men are all veterans from various countries, each with abundant combat experience and very difficult to deal with..." Li Yu, understanding Ding Fan's intent, said from the side.

"You guys just wait here for me. I'll take care of the rest..." Ding Fan moved his wrists and said with an indifferent expression.

...

"Are those few rats taken care of yet?!" Jiu Jiao asked with some impatience to the goateed man beside him.

"Ninth Master, those rats are from unit 3567 after all. Our men have charged several times, but they've been beaten back every time," the goateed man reported.

"Trash, I've spent so much money just to keep a bunch of trash!" Jiu Jiao said, clearly dissatisfied.

"Ninth Master, but you don't have to worry, the Thousand-Faced Duke has already gone up," the goateed man said.

The Thousand-Faced Duke?!

Upon hearing these three words, the previously anxious Jiu Jiao's face became much more relieved.

Others might not know about this Thousand-Faced Duke, but he, Jiu Jiao, was well aware.

This Thousand-Faced Duke was an elder of the Three Flames Gate of the Hidden Sect. Even if all his Ancient Martial Warriors were tied together, they would not match the Thousand-Faced Duke, who was rumored to be a Grade Eight Human Level Martial Artist.

By all means, Jiu Jiao should not have been able to afford the Thousand-Faced Duke, but the duke came to Changan Ridge on business, and Jiu Jiao had been treating him like a lord ever since.

Hearing that the Thousand-Faced Duke personally went to deal with the people from unit 3567, Jiu Jiao felt naturally at ease. That was a Grade Eight Human Level presence after all; how could those few rats oppose him?

"In a while, I'll flay the skin of those rats alive. Let's see if those blind fools from Huaxia Country dare to trouble me again," Jiu Jiao said with a bullish look.

"I dare to trouble you..." At that moment, a voice appeared suddenly beside Jiu Jiao, without warning.

Jiu Jiao was startled at once. The voice was very close to him, and when he turned around sharply, he saw a slightly thin young man standing there, less than ten meters away from him.

The other person was so near, and yet he had not noticed at all.

"Young man, who are you?" Jiu Jiao looked at him and asked.

The person was Ding Fan.

"One of the rats you're hunting." Ding Fan didn't bother to conceal anything and spoke in an even tone.

"The Thousand-Faced Duke failed to kill you?" The goateed man looked at Ding Fan in astonishment.

"The Thousand-Faced Duke? You mean the man with the mask? That man has been killed by me," Ding Fan said, as if what he was discussing was nothing more than small talk.

Killed?! The goateed man's eyes darted around, uncertain.

"Go to hell!" Jiu Jiao suddenly pulled a handgun from his bosom.

Click... The moment he pulled out the gun, Jiu Jiao immediately pulled the trigger...

Ding Fan's eyes suddenly brightened, and then the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.