Dragon Sovereign

Zhang Fan definitely existed as a ancestor in this world.    

A cold smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face as he felt the energy waves grow stronger. However, he did not make the slightest movement. He was waiting for the best opportunity to come.    

"Brat, it's such a pity. However, who asked you to offend our Martial Alliance?"    

It was a man's voice. The voice contained a slight fluctuation, and a hint of regret. A long spear quietly appeared in his hand, and as the energy flowed through it, it directly stabbed toward Zhang Fan.    

"Now!" Zhang Fan abruptly opened his eyes, and the violet light in them instantly grew blinding. The sword he had placed at his side was instantly unsheathed, and with a chilling aura, it erupted forth.    

The man was shocked. Zhang Fan's sudden attack was clearly prepared. Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have launched such a powerful attack at such a critical moment. What did this mean? This meant that Zhang Fan had already discovered him.    

But how was it possible that a youth, no matter how much more vigilant he was, would find it difficult to detect his surroundings?    

He truly did not dare to believe it. However, what was in front of him right now was a sharp attack from nowhere …    

In the blink of an eye, the man's martial power rose up violently. A blinding light was sent out along with the ear-piercing sound of friction.    

Bang! The two figures dashed out in the midst of a huge energy wave and the bed collapsed with a loud bang.    

In the courtyard, Zhang Fan was still wearing a white robe. However, the white robes in front of him were all wrinkled up. His eyes were bright as he looked at the man in black across from him.    

The man's face was covered with a bandana, making it impossible to see his appearance. However, his eyes revealed traces of shock. He had never come into contact with this young man before, and now he discovered that this young man was truly different.    

Taking a deep breath, the man spread out his right hand, and a magnificent white light appeared.    

"Spear." A trace of surprise appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes. A Weapon Soul? A Spear Soul should be a very strong existence, right?    

Zhang Fan's gaze flickered as he looked at the spear in the man's hand. As he clenched his left hand tightly, a powerful aura that had been there for a long time suddenly emanated out from the spear.    

Zhang Fan's expression became tense. He could smell a hint of danger from the man's body.    

Gripping the sword tightly in his hand, the violet light within his body stirred restlessly once more.    

"Little guy, not bad. Unfortunately, I can't keep you anymore." The man gave a long roar as his body started to glow with a bright light, directly rushing towards Zhang Fan.    

The sharp light instantly covered all of Zhang Fan's escape routes.    

At this moment, Zhang Fan could feel his breathing becoming stifling. He did not want to be left alone. The Qi tornado within his body was circulating rapidly. Instead of retreating, it was moving forward. His body was also charging forward.    

A thunderous sound rang out as Zhang Fan was sent flying backwards by the impact. Shock was written all over his face. At this moment, his right hand felt a little numb, and the Purple Clouds Divine Art within his body was trembling.    

"I heard that your performance in the Martial Hall was pretty good. I heard that you are challenging someone with a higher cultivation level … Hehe, today I want to see how you are doing." The man sneered and charged forward again. In the dark night, light flashed as countless spear shadows charged at Zhang Fan with a sharp aura.    

Astonishment appeared once again, and the immense pressure caused his breathing to become even more stifled.    

The purple light in his eyes began to pulsate as the long sword in his hand cut through the air with a piercing sound. Countless sword beams fell down, as resplendent and dazzling as the stars falling from the heavens.    

"Bang!"    

The ear-piercing sound came again. Zhang Fan gave a muffled grunt as he felt a huge force suddenly burst forth from the top of his opponent's gun.    

Zhang Fan was sent flying once again. Purple light circulated around him as he stabilized his body. A look of shock appeared in his eyes. This was the disparity between the two of them. If it weren't for Xuan Yuan, he would have been dead by now.    

Zhang Fan's right hand trembled slightly, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, suppressing the impulse to use the Xuanyuan Sword. He once again charged forward with his sword; he, Zhang Fan, had never been afraid of anything.    

A crazy sword intent was displayed from Zhang Fan's body. He took a Concealment Steps and once again charged forward. Even if there were many obstructions in front of him, they would not be able to stop him from advancing.    

The man was astonished. Zhang Fan's attack was now even sharper than before. That crazy fighting spirit of his caused him to be slightly shocked. If Zhang Fan didn't die today, then his achievements would definitely be extraordinary.    

However, with the mission at hand, Zhang Fan had to die and move faster. According to his understanding, Feng Batian was not a simple character. In front of Feng Batian, he was the same as Zhang Fan. The gap between him and Zhang Fan was obvious.    

The man's body retreated, and the light around his body fluctuated even more. He turned the spear in his right hand, and a spiralling force instantly shot out from his sleeve.    

"Thrust!"    

The man's indifferent voice was instantly transmitted to Zhang Fan. He lifted his right hand, and a terrifying energy surged out. It was extremely powerful. In an instant, it pierced towards Zhang Fan's body.    

Feeling the immense pressure, the purple glow on Zhang Fan's body became even more intense. A brilliant light appeared in his eyes, as if he had no regrets in facing off against Zhang Fan.    

His figure turned illusory as the longsword in his hand buzzed. An ear-piercing sound pierced through the air, accompanied by Zhang Fan's explosive shout.    

"Dance Kill!"    

The fourth move of the Cloud Gauze Sword Art consumed a great amount of soul force. Normally, he wouldn't use it, but now that he had used it, he still had that thought. Even if he had to fight to the end, he would fight until he was exhausted.    

Who's going to dance and who's going to fight    

Under the beautiful sword shadows, Zhang Fan's body was completely enveloped by the purple light.    

"Buzz!"    

Wu Sha's unique sharp glint instantly appeared, and countless sword shadows seemed to dance as they instantly combined into one. It was as if a heavenly sword had descended, and a terrifying killing intent instantly spread out.    

The man was slightly shocked. He had always been overestimating Zhang Fan's strength, but it seemed that he had still underestimated it. This attack was comparable to someone who had just stepped into the Martial Master realm.    

The dazzling spear light instantly collided with Wu Sha's attack.    

The ear-piercing sound spread out once again, and the energy ripples spread out in all directions. The two energies lasted for about five seconds before dissipating.    

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, his expression one of shock. He could tell that this was definitely a casual attack from his opponent. However, this casual attack was on par with his strongest attack …    

His heart trembled, but the purple light continued to circulate around his body. His left hand clenched as he stared fixedly at the man without the slightest hint of fear.    

At this moment, the man was truly shocked. This young man was so extraordinary, and under such pressure, others would probably think of every possible way to escape. However, the young man in front of him could see that there was no fear in his eyes.    

He had never thought of Zhang Fan as an idiot. It was a type of shocking, learning spirit!    

If it wasn't for the confrontation between the two of them, he really wouldn't have the heart to kill this young man. He even carried a trace of anticipation, wanting to see the young man's performance in the future.    

With the mission in hand, he couldn't help but feel pity for Zhang Fan once again. He sighed to himself. He had to kill Zhang Fan with this move. If he kept dragging this on, it would be disadvantageous to him.    

The energy in his body surged, and when he saw the youth rushing towards him once again, the spear in his hand trembled once more.    

"Mirage of the divine spear!"    

As the man's voice faded, the shadows of the spear materialized again. This time, however, the shadow of the spear was a few notches taller than last time. The light burned in the eyes and the fierce aura spread out in all directions.    

Zhang Fan sensed the terrifying pressure and let out a low shout. The energy of the fourth layer of Qi instantly gathered, and the sword in his hand instantly slashed towards the man.    

The two types of energies clashed once again, and the ear-piercing screeching sounds could be heard once again. Zhang Fan's explosive attack instantly disintegrated, and the remaining force instantly wrapped around Zhang Fan's body.    

Zhang Fan let out a muffled groan as he was sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood as his face turned deathly pale. He landed heavily on the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood.    

Seeing the Zhang Fan who had fallen to the ground, the man's eyes revealed a trace of impatience. At this moment, Zhang Fan had most likely received a very serious injury. If he were to make up for it, he would definitely die here.    

As he pondered, the spear in the man's hand trembled once more. A whistling sound rang out, and the man's spear headed straight for Zhang Fan's body. He only needed a moment to remove Zhang Fan's name from his body.    

"Don't!"    

In that instant, a girl's silhouette flashed through the air. Her voice was pleasant to the ears, and her voice quivered. The man saw a girl appear in front of Zhang Fan, blocking his way.    

The man was shocked. It was impossible for him to retract his attack. He could only watch helplessly as the explosive spear light pierced towards the girl's body.    

The man closed his eyes. 'Isn't this harming the innocent?'    

Ouyang Xian`er hugged Zhang Fan tightly. When she saw the incoming attack, she turned her gaze to Zhang Fan once more. Tears flowed down her fair cheeks.    

"Young Master, Xian`er won't be able to protect you from now on."    

Although Zhang Fan's body had been thrown onto the bed, his thoughts were still moving. After hearing Ouyang Xian'er's words, a trace of pain appeared on his pale face. He really wanted to extend his hand to push away Ouyang Xian`er, who was standing in front of him, but right now, he couldn't muster any strength to do so.    

The pain within his heart caused Zhang Fan's heart to tremble.    

Ouyang Xian'er looked at Zhang Fan's pained expression and thought that Zhang Fan was being attacked. Her tears flowed even faster as she lifted her head to look at the man, causing a resplendent purple light to shine around his body. However, the purple light around Ouyang Xian'er was slightly different from Zhang Fan's. This purple light was a bit brighter …