Lu Fan, after leaving, set off towards the border of Zhongzhou. He could clearly sense the presence of dozens of powerful auras at the Zhongzhou border, presumably from the Black Shadow organization.
Phoenix Ridge was located in the border region of Zhongzhou, a place rarely visited by people.
"Young Master, once we cross Phoenix Ridge, we will be out of Longguo!" the leading black-clothed man said. "We will be safe then!"
"Why the panic? We are all Grandmasters. Even members of the Dragon Group wouldn't dare to do anything to us!" Du Haisheng stated directly. "After all, Longguo still needs the Black Shadow organization's help on the extraterrestrial battlefield!"
"What the Young Master says is correct!" the black-clothed man nodded. "But just to be safe, we should leave Phoenix Ridge as soon as possible!"
Du Haisheng nodded slightly. He knew very well that Longguo had formidable backing. If they truly wanted to stop him, he might not be able to leave safely.
Just then, a figure arrived like a ghost, directly blocking their path. "Want to leave? I'm afraid it's not that simple, is it?"
"It's you?" Du Haisheng's expression was cold. "Indeed, you have remarkable courage. To come alone?"
"If you had stayed obediently at the hotel, I might have spared your life!" Lu Fan sneered. "Now that you court death, you won't escape today!"
"What audacious words!"
The leading black-clothed man said coldly, "Who is the Young Master? How can you threaten him? If you move aside now, we might let you go. Otherwise, we will bury you here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other black-clothed men stepped forward, holding long swords and exuding powerful auras.
"Thirteen Sword Saints, thirty Grandmasters!"
Du Haisheng sneered. "Are you sure you want to court death?"
Lu Fan didn't say another word. He clenched his fist and strode towards the many experts, as unmoving as a mountain, and as swift as thunder.
The Thirteen Sword Saints did not evade at all. They moved to intercept Lu Fan directly, believing that anyone who blocked their path was destined to die.
Within Phoenix Ridge, numerous figures surged, and even the mountains began to tremble.
Not far away, many martial arts experts were rushing to the scene. They were not there to join the battle but to watch the spectacle, and Gu Wen and others were among them.
After a fierce exchange, several black-clothed men were heavily wounded, their faces grim and uncertain.
The leading black-clothed man frowned. The Thirteen Sword Saints were powerful, exhibiting true Grandmaster techniques. Yet, for some reason, they were so outmatched against Lu Fan.
"You escort the Young Master first!"
The leading black-clothed man ordered. "Ensure the Young Master's safety!"
Several black-clothed men nodded. Du Haisheng did not hesitate. He had intended to use the Thirteen Sword Saints against Lu Fan, but now it seemed he had underestimated him.
"Want to leave?"
Lu Fan narrowed his eyes and stomped his foot on the ground. A surge of immense power erupted, instantly pulverizing the several Grandmasters in front of him.
Du Haisheng was terrified. He dared not delay any longer. These were all Grandmaster experts, yet before Lu Fan, they were like ants.
Only now did he realize that Lu Fan had been hiding his true strength all along.
"Hold him back and protect the Young Master!"
The leading black-clothed man roared. The strength Lu Fan displayed was completely beyond his control.
Seven or eight figures once again formed a defensive line, attempting to block Lu Fan. Unfortunately, under Lu Fan's powerful offense, they were like beaten dogs. Even those who were Grandmasters could only serve as cannon fodder.
However, the Thirteen Sword Saints were not made of clay. To help Du Haisheng escape, they unleashed their utmost efforts. Seven or eight sword shadows flashed, suspended in the air, each sword imbued with supreme sword intent.
"In the face of absolute power, these flashy moves are useless," Lu Fan said with a cold expression, simultaneously striking the ground with his palm.
Boom...
A massive impact sound echoed. The seven or eight figures were blasted away, their swords turning to powder. Despair filled their eyes.
Pfft...
Numerous figures fell to the ground, spitting blood, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"Mighty expert!"
The leading black-clothed man's face turned ashen. "I didn't expect you to be a Mighty expert."
"There's still much you don't know!" Lu Fan sneered. "No one is leaving Zhongzhou today!"
After speaking, Lu Fan went in pursuit of Du Haisheng.
"It's futile. Phoenix Ridge is only a step away from the extraterrestrial battlefield. It's too late for you to go now," the leading black-clothed man said coldly. "Once the Young Master returns to Black Shadow, the leader will make you wish you were dead!"
"You are too naive!" Lu Fan shrugged. "Do you think he can really leave?"
"What do you mean by that?" the black-clothed man frowned.
"Within Longguo, if the Black Shadow organization intrudes, how can the Dragon Group sit idly by?" Lu Fan stated directly. "I've already arranged for the Dragon Group to intercept him. He cannot escape!"
The black-clothed man's expression changed. He tried to stand up again, but he felt the powerful internal energy emanating from Lu Fan. Before they could even get up, they turned into nothingness.
Witnessing the scene, the martial arts experts who had arrived were shocked and even more wary of Lu Fan. Such terrifying skill made one marvel.
Gu Wen and others arrived and, upon seeing the scene, did not know what to say. They had intended to help Lu Fan deal with the Thirteen Sword Saints, but the current situation made them feel both amused and helpless.
"Is this Lord Lu of Jiangnan?" Gu Long's eyelids twitched. "Isn't he a bit too strong?"
"That's right, this is my master!" Gu Wen nodded. "He's always full of surprises."
At this very moment, at the border of Zhongzhou, Du Haisheng was being escorted by several black-clothed men. His expression was not good.
They were all Grandmaster experts, and yet they were being pursued like this. The black-clothed men who stayed behind would likely become corpses.
Just as they were about to step into the extraterrestrial battlefield, a figure appeared not far away, carrying a long sword on his back, his figure appearing even more desolate.
"The extraterrestrial battlefield is not a place you can enter just because you want to," Jian Ying said. "To pass through here, you must have Longguo's permission!"
"Who are you?" Du Haisheng frowned. "Why have I never heard of such a regulation? You had better move aside, or you will die without a burial place!"
"As expected of the Black Shadow leader's son, your words are so arrogant," Han Bing said with a faint smile. "It's just a pity that you will be buried in Zhongzhou today!" Su Dan Novel Network
"Ignorant of heaven and earth!"
Several black-clothed men spoke with icy voices and moved towards Han Bing and the others. Lu Fan would arrive soon, and they had to cross the Zhongzhou border line. As long as they reached the extraterrestrial battlefield, the Black Shadow organization would have experts to receive them, and they would no longer need to fear Lu Fan.
Looking at the approaching figures, Jian Ying's expression was indifferent. He drew his long sword abruptly, and a surging sword intent poured out, forming an arc that carried threads of life.
Sensing the powerful sword intent, the several black-clothed men retreated rapidly, their faces turning ashen. "Mighty expert!"
Du Haisheng also frowned. "Senior, your cultivation is profound, and we are no match for you. But why are you blocking my path!"