Chapter 4301: The Powerful Bitter Son

re..."The three people had different reasons for being there, and they came from completely different places. As they spoke, they all shared a sense of regret and remorse.“This godforsaken place is a...Luo Jisheng's expression was grim, his black spear thrust out, meeting the massive ice arrow head-on.

The spear and ice sword met, everything was silent.

Then, a shocking scene happened. The black spear instantly froze, followed by the sound of cracking and shattering.

Before everyone could recover, there was a sound of crashing as the black spear turned into countless ice shards that fell to the ground.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, everyone in Shenjian Valley's eyes flashed a hint of shock and fear.

They shielded Ye Junxie, but didn't immediately choose to leave. The other party was too formidable.

Once he leaves Lu Jisheng's protection, he'll probably freeze solid before he can run very far.

Even Lu Jisheng himself was full of astonishment, retreating again and again.

At this moment, frost had also begun to form on his arms. Thanks to his profound cultivation, he was barely able to withstand the cold air entering his body.

The cold swordsman's expression was icy, showing no change in emotion. The enormous ice sword in his hand swung again, preparing to strike the group.

And just then, a wave of overwhelming killing intent swept in from behind.

He frowned and turned back, only to see a young man holding a golden bow with a golden arrow nocked, already aiming at him.

Even facing the Chaotic Spirit Treasure, the Cold Swordsman showed no panic. "Little brat, do you know what you're doing To attack this old man is to court death!"

Ye Bufan, however, ignored him completely. With a flick of his wrist, the first golden feather arrow broke through the void and instantly arrived before him.

The cold swordsman's lips curled into a sneer. With a wave of his hand, the golden arrow was instantly encased in ice within the void, transforming into a massive ice block with a diameter of several meters.

Although it was not as cracked and broken as the black spear just now, it had lost all its might and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ye Bufan seemed to have guessed the result a long time ago. Although the Chaotic Spirit Treasure was powerful, his cultivation level was still too low, and he couldn't fully exert the power of the golden arrow.

The first arrow was just launched, followed by the second, and the third flew out as well.

This thing is powerful, but each arrow fired consumes a large amount of chaotic primordial energy. With his current strength, he can only fire at most three arrows.

A cold light flashed in the swordsman's eyes, the second arrow reached him and was once again frozen to the ground.

The third arrow was pinched between his two fingers.

The arrowhead, too, instantly transformed into a block of ice.

Although the three golden arrows did not harm him in the slightest, they enraged him completely.

"The old man said, you are courting death!"

After that, he waved his hand: a massive ice arrow slashed down from the sky.

A seventh-rank ancestor, with each level of strength increase, their attacks become terrifyingly powerful.

It's no exaggeration to say that at this moment, the space around Ye Bufan was completely sealed off. The immense cold air prevented him from even using his spatial distortion ability.

Now he is at the seventh rank of the Yuan Emperor, able to fight against the seventh rank of the Yuan Saint across ranks, but facing the seventh rank of the Yuan Zu, he is as helpless as a baby.

Luo Jisheng shook his head. In his eyes, this young man was already a dead man. Even if he made a move, he couldn't save him.

Moreover, for him and the Tiandu Mansion, the most important thing is to protect the reincarnation of the Holy Ancestor. Everything else is secondary.

Just as Luo Jisheng was about to take Ye Junxie and the others away quickly, a hunched figure stood in front of Ye Bufan, raising his hand and punching out.

The one who made the move was Kǔ Xūzi. This is also why Yè Bùfán dared to provoke the seventh rank of Yuánzǔ. According to this old man's previous unfathomable performance, he should not let himself suffer a loss.

It turned out that his guess was right. Kusuz's punch looked ordinary, not even bringing any pressure from heaven and earth.

Wherever the fist of wind passed, the ice giant sword shattered inch by inch, turning into countless ice shards that drifted away with the wind.

The cold swordsman's expression changed drastically, his whole body shaking as he stumbled backward, his eyes filled with shock.

With his experience, he knew every super powerful being in the entire Chaotic Holy Realm, except for this old man before him.

"Who are you"

Kusuzi said faintly, "Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that you can't touch my disciple."

"Die!"

The cold sword wielder's aura suddenly surged, it was obvious he hadn't gone all out before.

With a single hand outstretched, nearly a thousand ice-cold swords materialized in mid-air. Each one hummed with fierce sword energy, comparable to divine weaponry of legendary renown.

"Ice Blade Formation!"

A loud shout echoed, and a thousand frost-kissed swords spun in the air, forming a massive sword array with Ku Suzi at its center.

Kill!

With a loud shout, the Frost Blade swept across in a flurry of attacks. Amplified by the sword formation, its power had multiplied severalfold.

Luo Jisheng's pupils constricted. If he faced such an attack, he would definitely be defeated in one move.

If you don't stop, it will fall apart immediately.

Ku Xunzi coldly smiled, his hunched figure instantly transforming into a phantom. Those icy arrows seemed to have no effect on him, passing straight through the formation.

By the time it reappeared, it was already before the Cold Sword Expert, lightly pressing a palm against his chest.

"Ah!" "Pff!"

The cold swordsman obviously didn't expect the other party to effortlessly break free from his sword formation. He couldn't understand what had happened and was sent flying backward, blood spraying wildly.

This seemingly weak palm strike had already severely injured his internal organs.

At this moment, he could no longer see the gap between himself and his opponent. He dared not linger for a moment, stabilizing his form and fleeing towards the distance.

Heiyingshan, within a radius of ten thousand zhang, is eerily silent, where even the fall of a pin can be heard.

Everyone was shocked. Luo Jisheng, Bai Jianbing and the others had all met Ku Xuzhi before and knew he came from Yunhai Sect, but none of them took him seriously. Not even the people from Shenjian Valley had ever looked at him properly.

It was precisely because of this that they dared to attack Ye Bufan and dare to take Yuhualing hostage.

I originally thought the other party's strength was ten thousand miles worse than mine, but now there's a complete 180-degree turn of events.

They could easily crush a seventh-rank Yuan Zu, their strength was unimaginable. The most baffling part was that none of them had sensed this threat beforehand.

The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts was even more shocked, his eyes widening in disbelief. At this moment, he realized just how wrong he had been and finally understood why Ye Bufan had such immense confidence and such calm composure.

With such a powerful master standing behind them, why would they have any worries

If someone makes a move here, no one will end up well.

"My friend, I didn't expect your strength to have reached this level."

Luo Jisheng, the first to recover, was overjoyed. "Since you already have such strength, why don't you quickly come and assist Lord Shengzu."

"Brother, I apologize for our previous offenses. We were out of line."

But the Yunhai Sect received great grace from the Holy Ancestor back then, and now you have no reason not to come and help.

They all looked at Kusuzime with longing, including the Demon King of Ten Thousand Beasts. They all craved to have this incredibly powerful old man on their side.

If one could get the help of a martial artist ranked at least seventh rank, their strength would be greatly enhanced.explain it to this little girl.Suddenly, he had an idea, "It's nothing. I just think that if you go back and play games now, you'll definitely be able to pass the third level.""Why"Xiaqing was a littl...