695: C695 True Spiritual Martial Force

C695 True Spiritual Martial Force

Seeing Ye Xiaofan's resolute attitude, Liu Qingyuan knew that if he didn't say anything, Ye Xiaofan would be the one at the tip of the iceberg.1

Sigh ~ "Sighing, Liu Qingyang looked at the resolute Ye Xiaofan in front of him and slowly said:" The mouth of the True Spirit Holy Water is located at the True Spirit Martial Academy. It was created by a True Spirit Immortal descendant.

"However, as time passed, the holy water slowly dried up. Until now, the sacred well that was worshipped by tens of thousands of people has turned into a deserted historical site. Weeds grew everywhere, and it was badly damaged."

Ye Xiaofan remained silent for a few minutes after hearing Liu Qingyuan's words. Finally, he nodded his head heavily and cupped his hands towards Liu Qingyuan. Then, he turned around and left.

Looking at Ye Xiaofan's fading back, Liu Qingyuan opened his mouth but did not say anything. That was all he could help Ye Xiaofan.

Only by letting Ye Xiaofan personally witness the dried up sacred well would he be able to make Ye Xiaofan give up.

However, just as Ye Xiaofan was about to go down the mountain, Liu Qingyuan used the Spiritual Sense to send a sound transmission to his ears: "Brat, go to True Spirit Martial Academy and look for Elder Lian Hong. Tell him that I asked you to go."

"..."

Walking down the mountain peak that was thousands of meters high, Ye Xiaofan stood on the ground and looked around. Just as he was about to fly in any direction, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him.

ta ta … *

Many magnificent carriages were pulled by snow-white horses. These carriages were made of unknown materials, but they were actually able to emit a gentle white light under the sunlight. It was as if these carriages came from the sky, and were not something that could be found in the mortal world.

"Ai, big brother, may I ask …"

Ye Xiaofan waved his hand and smiled at the coachman in front.

The coachman looked at Ye Xiaofan with disdain and scolded, "Where did this little beggar come from? Hurry up and scram to the side."

Hearing the coachman's scolding, Ye Xiaofan clenched her small fist tightly. A trace of anger surged up in her heart. He politely greeted her, but the other side reprimanded him instead.

No matter who it was, they would be angry under such circumstances. However, Ye Xiaofan suppressed his anger and continued to smile. He stood far away, leaving a way for the carriage to pass through.

Ye Xiaofan didn't care about it, but when the coachman saw Ye Xiaofan's clenched fist, he couldn't help but reveal a disdainful smile. He teased: "Yo, you little bastard. "Do you have the guts to do that?"

"I am a servant of the Feng Clan, and my status is ten thousand times higher than a beggar like you. With your looks, I can crush a hundred of you with one hand."

Hearing the harsh words of the other party, Ye Xiaofan shook his head and laughed. It was just a small level five Immortality.

Don't tell me that when a dog bites you, you still want to bite it back?

"You little bastard! Are you f * cking laughing at this daddy? This daddy will beat you to death today! Let's see how you laugh then!"

Ye Xiaofan had endured again and again, but in exchange, it was filled with violence. The coachman saw the smile on Ye Xiaofan's face and felt his face was burning. A beggar dared to laugh at him.

"Crack!"

The horsewhip carried a powerful force as it cut through the air, emitting an ear-piercing and loud sound as it fell straight towards Ye Xiaofan's head.

This strike contained all the power of the coachman. How terrifying was the full power of a level five Immortality? Normal people wouldn't be able to withstand it. It was obvious that the coachman wanted to beat Ye Xiaofan to death with a whip strike.

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