Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

"Young Master's sword intent has grown even stronger than before and has made many breakthroughs recently. With this trend, I'm afraid it won't be many years before the Young Master surpasses the Sword God!"

"Exactly! The Young Master is acclaimed as the East Sea's number one talent, and his strength is not for show. It was overkill for the Sword God to have the Young Master make a move to deal with him!"

Seeing Lin Zhibao draw his sword against Ye Fan, the onlookers from the East Sea whispered among themselves. In their eyes, they were sufficient to handle Ye Fan without Lin Zhibao needing to take action.

"Mr. Ye, be careful!"

As the premier talent of the East Sea, Lin Zhibao, despite his young age, had already stepped into the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm. The security staff at Century Sky City wanted to rescue Ye Fan but it was already too late.

Ye Fan snorted coldly, "You're not old, but you certainly aren't lacking in malice!"

"Kill!" Lin Zhibao thrust his sword toward Ye Fan's throat.

Whoosh!

Lin Zhibao's body moved as fast as lightning, with his longsword stirring up whirlwinds wherever it passed, the mark of an expert clear for all to see.

"Mr. Ye!"

As the longsword rapidly approached Ye Fan, the group of security personnel all felt their hearts leap to their throats, fearing that Ye Fan would be unable to withstand Lin Zhibao's deadly attack and be slain on the spot.

"Countless have sought to kill me, but you, Lin Zhibao, having just entered the Early-stage Martial Arts Grandmaster, are ultimately too weak!"

Just when Wu Cangqiong and the others thought Lin Zhibao could take down Ye Fan with a single sword strike, Ye Fan suddenly extended two fingers and, with lightning speed, caught Lin Zhibao's ferocious sword between them.

"What? Stopped it? Mr. Ye actually stopped Lin Zhibao's lethal sword strike?"

Staring at the scene before them, the hundreds of security personnel at Century Sky City were all visibly shocked. They had feared for Ye Fan's safety, not expecting that he could so effortlessly stop Lin Zhibao's sword.

"He actually stopped it?"

Lin Zhibao's face was filled with astonishment. He knew very well that he hadn't held back on that strike. Against his sword, ordinary people would certainly meet their end.

To his utter disbelief, Ye Fan had managed to stop his killing blow.

Ye Fan stared at Lin Zhibao and spoke again, "Too weak, far too weak!"

"Damn you! You dare to call me weak, I will kill you!" Lin Zhibao was enraged and embarrassed.

As the top talent of the East Sea, his achievements surpassed even those of his master, the Green-shirted Sword God Wu Cangqiong, when he was young. Moreover, Ye Fan did not seem much older than him. For Ye Fan to call him too weak was a severe blow to Lin Zhibao's pride.

Ye Fan sneered, "Your weakness is a fact."

"Bastard!" Lin Zhibao shouted in anger.

He kept trying to exert force to retrieve his longsword from Ye Fan's hold, but to his shock, Ye Fan was holding his longsword firmly with just two fingers, making it impossible to free it.

With Su Ruoxue in a critical situation, Ye Fan had no time to waste on Lin Zhibao. He flicked his finger and a blast of air shot towards Lin Zhibao instantly.

Bang!!!

Taken by surprise, Lin Zhibao was hit by Ye Fan's blast of air and sent flying like a kite with its string cut, traveling over a dozen meters before crashing heavily onto the ground.

Collapsing to the ground, Lin Zhibao felt a surge of blood churning inside him, and he vomited a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Young Master!"

Seeing Lin Zhibao so easily defeated by Ye Fan, many of the black-clothed ancient martial artists shouted out in alarm.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The Green-shirted Sword God Wu Cangqiong, witnessing this scene, exclaimed in surprise, "Projecting inner strength, are you also a Martial Arts Grandmaster?"

"Don't waste my time with your nonsense, tell me where Ruo Xue is?"

After overpowering Lin Zhibao, Ye Fan looked sternly at Wu Cangqiong, "I warn you, if anything happens to Ruo Xue, I will ensure none of you end well!"

"Hmph! Kid, don't think that just because you're a Martial Arts Grandmaster, you can act recklessly. You should remember, there is always someone stronger!" Wu Cangqiong spoke coldly.

Ye Fan, holding Lin Zhibao's sword, pointed it directly at Wu Cangqiong and said, "I'll say it one last time, where is Ruo Xue? If you don't answer my question, I will take your life!"

The dragon has its scales, and one must not touch them.

In Ye Fan's heart, his wife and daughter were his everything. These people from the East Sea had assaulted him without warning, greatly enraging Ye Fan.

There was no need to think twice; Su Ruoxue's disappearance was definitely connected to Wu Cangqiong and the others.

"Insolent brat!" Wu Cangqiong's face boiled with rage.

Boom!!!

The next second, Wu Cangqiong unleashed his old-guard Martial Arts Grandmaster aura without reservation, sweeping through every direction.

"What terrifying oppressive force! Is this the Green-shirted Sword God, Wu Cangqiong?"

Feeling the pressure emanating from Wu Cangqiong, the security team of Century Sky City all underwent a dramatic change in expression.

Even though they had once been special forces soldiers, at this moment, in the face of Wu Cangqiong, they couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

That's right, fear.

It was as if Wu Cangqiong was a deity in control of life and death above the Nine Heavens, capable of wiping them out with a mere wave of his hand.

Lin Zhibao climbed up from the ground, his eyes red as he said, "Master, kill him!"

Three years earlier, after being taken in as a closed-door disciple by Wu Cangqiong, he had shown exceptional talent. Since his debut, Lin Zhibao had yet to face defeat.

Just now, Ye Fan had effortlessly defeated him, striking a severe blow to Lin Zhibao's pride. If Ye Fan were not to die, he would lose sleep over it.

"Young man, I must admit, I underestimated you just now! I didn't expect there to be such a young Martial Arts Grandmaster within the Central Plains. No wonder even Huang Zicheng fell to your hand," Wu Cangqiong said with a heavy voice.

Hearing the name Huang Zicheng, Ye Fan raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Are you people sent by Huang Zicheng?"

"It's none of your business!" Wu Cangqiong responded coldly.

Ye Fan let out a sneer, "You are here to assassinate me, how is it not my business? It seems you old calf are also acting on someone's orders to assassinate me. Tell me Ruo Xue's whereabouts, and I might spare your dog's life!"

"Outrageous!"

"Arrogant!"

Seeing Ye Fan speak to Wu Cangqiong in such a manner, a group of black-clothed Ancient Martial Artists from the East Sea were all enraged.

They were all followers of Wu Cangqiong, and each one had surpassed the limits of the human body, becoming genuine Ancient Martial Artists.

This time, Wu Cangqiong, entrusted by someone, had come to the Central Plains to assassinate Ye Fan, and naturally, his followers had come along.

"Master, kill him!" Lin Zhibao shouted again.

"It seems I must take action!"

Wu Cangqiong locked his gaze on Ye Fan, his eyes sharp. Under everyone's watch, Wu Cangqiong slowly drew his longsword.

The moment he drew the longsword, a wild surge of sword intent rippled forth.

"This aura is too strong!"

Many felt that as Wu Cangqiong unsheathed his longsword, the air at the scene seemed to drop several degrees instantly, sending a bone-chilling sensation straight to their hearts.

Unsheathing his longsword, Wu Cangqiong pointed it at Ye Fan with a cold voice, "Young man, do you have any last words?"

"Last words? Hmph! It seems to me that the one who should be giving last words is you!" Ye Fan retorted directly.

"Too arrogant, he is just too arrogant. Sword God, please take action quickly and finish off this boy!"

Seeing Ye Fan speak so unabashedly, all of Wu Cangqiong's followers were filled with rage. If it weren't for the lack of Wu Cangqiong's command, they would have loved to immediately rush forward and tear Ye Fan's mouth apart.

Lin Zhibao also chimed in, "Master, this kid has no respect for you. If you don't kill him and word gets out, who knows how many will laugh at you!"

"This boy must indeed be killed!"

Gazing at Ye Fan, Wu Cangqiong's old-guard Martial Arts Grandmaster aura grew even more intense.

Everyone felt that Wu Cangqiong had entered the profound state of Man-Sword Unity, as if with one strike of his sword, he could tear apart the very heavens.

Under Wu Cangqiong's powerful pressure, the security team of Century Sky City shivered uncontrollably.

"Wu Cangqiong is indeed as terrifying as the rumors say. Even if I had a submachine gun in my hands right now, I feel that I would still be no match for him. Mr. Ye is in danger!"

"Just now, Mr. Ye suppressed Lin Zhibao with a thunderous might, displaying strength not inferior to a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Perhaps Mr. Ye is a hermit expert, not revealing his hand until the moment of shock and awe!"

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"That's quite possible, but Mr. Ye is indeed too young. Wu Cangqiong has decades of experience, which might be beyond Mr. Ye's capability to contend with."

At this moment, many of the security personnel were in heated discussion, their nerves taut. Although Ye Fan had just defeated Lin Zhibao, the top prodigy of the East Sea, it didn't mean that Ye Fan could match the Green-shirted Sword God, Wu Cangqiong.

Ye Fan, holding Lin Zhibao's personal sword, pointed at Wu Cangqiong and spoke again, "Old dog, what are you hesitating for? Are you scared?"

"As if I would be afraid of you! Boy, it's time for you to meet your fate!"

The very next second, a cold light burst forth from Wu Cangqiong's profound eyes. With a thunderous shout, his aura surged toward Ye Fan as he brazenly attacked.