What kind of person was Bai He?
He was the most outstanding disciple of Asura Sword City's younger generation. He was also the most likely disciple to become the Blood Refining King's disciple.
Xiu Yun immediately looked at Bai He as if he was the Blood Refining King's disciple.
Many cultivators began to discuss among themselves.
"Blood Refining King, what do you think of this kid?" Xiu Yun asked.
The Blood Refining King observed Bai He for a while before grinning. "Bai He, from today onwards, you're my disciple."
Bai He was overjoyed when he heard that.
Many cultivators in the square were also envious.
Becoming the Blood Refining King's disciple meant that he had a high status in Asura Sword Sect.
"Brother, I don't think the Blood Refining King can be your master."
But at this moment, a strange voice rang out.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they immediately turned their heads to look.
Fang Chen walked step by step from the crowd towards the White Crane.
At this time, Xiu Yun and the Blood Refining Monarch, who was about to fly into a rage, noticed Fang Chen.
"Brat, you dare to cause trouble?" Xiu Yun said coldly.
The Blood Refining King's expression was extremely gloomy. He was ready to attack at any time.
"Brat, do you want to die?"
Bai He had just become the Blood Refining King's disciple, and this brat was already causing trouble.
Most importantly, Bai He wanted to show off in front of the Blood Refining King.
Thus, he took a step forward and stood in front of Fang Chen.
"Brat, break one of your arms and kneel in front of my master. Perhaps my master will be magnanimous and let you go," Bai He said coldly.
"I'm telling the truth. The Blood Refining King can't be your master," Fang Chen said slowly. "Because …"
Before Fang Chen could finish his words, his figure suddenly disappeared like a ghost. Then, above Lord Blood Refining's head, a fist light tore through the void and smashed directly on his head.
Crack!
The Blood Refining King's head suddenly shattered, and his soul was destroyed.
"Blood Refining King!"
Xiu Yun, who was standing beside the Blood Refining King, cried out when he saw this.
The crowd in the square hadn't reacted yet.
Fang Chen's body once again appeared before the White Crane.
"Look, I've already said that he might not be able to become your master. Why didn't you believe me?"
Fang Chen shrugged and said seriously.
At that moment, Bai He's body was trembling uncontrollably. His heart was in turmoil.
"You!"
The white crane kept retreating. Because of fear, its legs went soft and it fell to the ground. Its clothes were drenched in sweat.
All the warriors looked at Fang Chen as if they were looking at a devil.
"May I ask who senior is?" Xiu Yun suppressed the shock in his heart and cupped his hands.
To be able to kill the Blood Refining Monarch with a single punch, such an almighty was not someone he could provoke.
At the same time, Xiu Yun had already sent a message back to Asura Sword Sect's headquarters.
"Don't be afraid. I'm only here to kill the Blood Refining King," Fang Chen said before leaving.
After Fang Chen left, the higher-ups of Asura Sword Sect arrived one after another.
After they learned about what had happened, the shock in their hearts could not be calmed down for a long time.
"Sect master, are we just going to let this matter go?" Xiu Yun was unwilling.
"Nonsense!"
Scolded the sect master. "This person was able to kill the Blood Refining King with a single punch. The latter didn't even have the slightest ability to resist. Even I don't have the confidence to deal with him."
Xiu Yun's face paled.
The Asura Sword Sect's people rejoiced that this person had only killed the Blood Refining King and hadn't attacked their sect.
After killing the Blood Refining King, Fang Chen left Asura Sword City and went to Goldensword City.
This was the first city he had visited in the Sword Burial Prefecture.
Back then, because of his talent, he had caught the eye of the Sword Battle Arena's Elder Xuan.
"I wonder how Tang Tianlang is doing," muttered Fang Chen as he stood on the streets of Goldensword City.
Back then, after the Blood Refining King had refined him into a Blood Puppet, Tang Tianlang had spent some violet crystals to buy him back. Then he had sent him on a mission to revive him.
Now that he thought about it, Tang Tianlang was his savior.
If they met, Fang Chen would be willing to help Tang Tianlang.
On a certain street in Goldensword City, Tang Tianlang and Tang Chenxi were shopping.
Back then, their cultivations had only been in the lower stages of the True Martial Realm. After a few years, their cultivation had reached the middle stages of the True Martial Realm.
As Tang Chenxi grew more and more beautiful, there were more and more men pursuing her in Goldensword City.
At this time, Tang Chenxi was being harassed.
"Sister Chenxi, no matter what you want, I can agree to it. I just want you to admire the flowers with me," said a good-for-nothing disciple with a smile.
"I don't have time."
Because the other party had a powerful background, Tang Chenxi declined politely.
However, the other party was overbearing.
"Sister Chenxi, I've been pursuing you. Why aren't you even willing to look at me?" asked the good-for-nothing disciple helplessly.
"I'm sorry. I'm focusing on my cultivation now. I don't want to talk about love." Tang Chenxi turned and left.
However, several subordinates of the good-for-nothing disciple blocked her way.
"Bingxuan, what do you want?" Tang Chenxi was a little angry.
"Chenxi, are you okay?"
At this time, Tang Tianlang hurried over.
Seeing Tang Chenxi's unhappy expression, he hurriedly asked.
"I'm fine," said Tang Chenxi.
"Tang Tianlang, you came at the right time. Persuade your sister to agree to my request," said the good-for-nothing disciple.
When Tang Tianlang heard this, his expression became serious. "Sir Bingxuan, you're from the Sword Arena. You can find any girl in Goldensword City. Why do you have to pester my sister?"
"Tang Tianlang, you're not giving me face?" Bingxuan's expression darkened when he heard this.
"Sir Bingxuan, I can't make the decision for my sister."
Before Tang Tianlang could finish speaking, Bingxuan waved his hand and interrupted him.
"Tang Chenxi, you forced me to do this," said Bingxuan. "Capture Tang Tianlang."
Bingxuan wanted to use Tang Tianlang to force Tang Chenxi to submit.
When Bingxuan's subordinates heard this, they walked towards Tang Tianlang.
Tang Tianlang's expression changed, and he wanted to resist.
"When did the Sword Arena have such a good-for-nothing disciple? I feel embarrassed for Elder Xuan."
Fang Chen knew that it was time for him to appear.
"Who are you?"
Bingxuan's eyes landed on Fang Chen as he coldly asked.
"I'm just someone who saw injustice and decided to help." Fang Chen smiled.
"Attack," said Bingxuan.
His subordinates continued to charge at Tang Tianlang.
However, before they could even get close to Tang Tianlang, they were sent flying.
At this time, Bingxuan finally realized that something was wrong.
"I'm from the Sword Arena. May I ask who you are?" Bingxuan took out the Sword Arena to pressure Fang Chen.
Unfortunately, his opponent was Fang Chen.
Pa Pa
No one saw Fang Chen's body move, but two red handprints appeared on Bingxuan's face. It was burning.
"You dare hit me?!" roared Bingxuan furiously.
"Scram," said Fang Chen coldly.
In that instant, a trace of fear appeared in Bingxuan's heart.
"Brat, you're dead."
Bingxuan angrily left.
"You are?"
When Fang Chen turned around, Tang Tianlang's eyes widened as he stared at Fang Chen.
He felt that Fang Chen was very familiar.
"Thank you for saving my life, young master." Tang Chenxi blinked her eyes as she giggled.
"It's nothing. Besides, you siblings saved me before," said Fang Chen.
Tang Tianlang was a bit confused.
Fang Chen didn't explain.
After a moment of confusion, Tang Tianlang worriedly said, "Brother, Bingxuan is from the Sword Arena. You have offended him, so you must be careful."
"Don't worry. I don't care about a mere Sword Arena," said Fang Chen.
In the blink of an eye, Bingxuan returned with reinforcements.
"Bingxuan, who dared to attack you?"
Asked an old man in a deep voice.
"Elder, you must avenge me." After Bingxuan returned, he exaggerated the truth and said that he was bullied.
When the elder heard this, he was furious and wanted to avenge Bingxuan.
"Go back and tell Elder Xuan that I will pay him a visit."
What happened next shocked all the cultivators on the street.
Before Bingxuan and the others could get close, Fang Chen waved his sleeve and sent them flying.