Destined Martial Lord

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"Heavens ?" Heaven Realm! "    

    

The master of profound heaven Sect looked at the carriage in the sky with his mouth wide open in shock. The powerful pressure enveloping the Profound Heaven Sect came from the carriage driver, he was actually a Heaven Ranked Ranker!    

    

At this moment, all the clan elders of the Profound Heaven Sect were stunned. If a Heaven Ranked Ranker was on the continent, he would definitely be a mighty figure that looked down upon a region, but he was only driving a carriage for a person. What kind of identity did the person in the carriage have?    

    

Even the Imperial Lord would not receive such treatment!    

    

And why would such a great figure come to their Profound Heaven Sect? What was it?    

    

The carriage stopped right above Profound Heaven Sect, and when the carriage's curtain opened, a beautiful middle-aged woman and a pale young man walked out. Their gazes swept across Profound Heaven Sect like lightning, and in the end, stopped at the courtyard Ye Fan was in.    

    

"Junior master of profound heaven Sect Wu Feng, I do not know why senior is not welcoming me, I hope senior will forgive me. What brings senior here, if there is anything you need, please feel free to let me know. My Profound Heaven Sect will definitely assist you with everything we have."    

    

said loudly. Their Profound Heaven Sect was only a small sect, they could not afford to offend such an important person. Even if the other party came to their doorstep arrogantly, he could only greet them with a smile.    

    

However, the people on top of the chariots did not react to Wu Feng's kindness at all. In their eyes, Profound Heaven Sect and all the other cultivator were no different from ants, and it was impossible for them to respond.    

    

"Junior Xin Er, are you still planning on hiding?"    

    

The young man on top of the carriage shouted.    

    

Everyone was shocked. These people were actually here to find Murong Xin'er, Ye Fan's fiancee?    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

Ye Fan asked the young man as he stood proudly facing the huge pressure.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

The only response he got was a cold snort and a sword aura. The youth gently waved his hand and sliced open the void, and in an instant, the sword aura arrived in front of Ye Fan!    

    

Ye Fan was almost forced to his knees on the ground by the pressure released by the sword light.    

    

However, the sword aura had already arrived, and was about to cut Ye Fan into two!    

    

"Brother Ye, stop!"    

    

Murong Xin'er rushed out of Ye Fan's room and stood in front of him, staring coldly at the two people in front of the carriage.    

    

When the middle aged woman saw Murong Xin'er, she lightly tapped her finger and sent out a ray of golden light that arrived first after a while. It struck the sword light and the two energies canceled out each other in the air, turning into nothingness in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Xin Er, are you done? Hurry up and come back with me!"    

    

The beautiful middle-aged woman coldly snorted as she slowly descended downwards. Stepping one step at a time in the air, it was as though there was an invisible flight of stairs there.    

    

Floating through the air!    

    

The entry mark for a Heaven Realm expert, he didn't even need to borrow any external force to walk in the air.    

    

The youth jumped down from the carriage as well, and a circular spirit artifact appeared beneath his feet, carrying him down from the sky.    

    

The youth's cultivation hadn't reached the Heaven Realm yet, but he was still over 20 years old and was still so young. It was just a matter of time before he reached the Heaven Realm.    

    

"Xin Er, hurry up and come back with me. Stop messing around, your father and your mother are really worried."    

    

The middle-aged beautiful woman walked step by step in front of Murong Xin'er, saying while looking at him with a doting expression.    

    

"Will they be anxious? Since you're in such a hurry, why did you come to find me instead? "    

    

Murong Xin'er said coldly.    

    

"Junior Xin'er, what kind of status does Master and Madam have? How can she leave the ZhongTian world as she pleases? You should understand that. "    

    

The young man following behind the middle aged lady spoke to Murong Xin'er.    

    

"Who are you? Why should we take Xin Er away? "    

    

Ye Fan asked the two of them coldly.    

    

"And what the hell are you! If you keep on being disrespectful to us, you will be punished with your crimes! "    

    

The white-masked youth who was addressed as Senior Brother Ye coldly snorted. An icy-blue sword appeared in his hand, emitting a gloomy and cold aura that seeped into his bone marrow. The surrounding ground was instantly covered in a layer of frost.    

    

"Senior Brother Ye, you have such great prestige. These are all my fellow disciples, are you going to kill them all?" If you dare to kill someone today, don't expect me to return with you guys! "    

    

Murong Xin'er glared at Senior Brother Ye and said coldly.    

    

The young man Ye had already unsheathed his sword, which was releasing a dense killing intent, but under Murong Xin'er's glare, his hand froze. He did not dare make another move, and looked at the middle-aged beautiful woman, Hong Ling.    

    

"If you come with us obediently, I can guarantee that these people will be fine. If you don't behave, I can't guarantee anything."    

    

Hong Ling pulled Murong Xin'er's hand and said softly.    

    

"Xin Er, you ?"    

    

Ye Fan couldn't help but be moved, as he reached out to pull Murong Xin'er's hand.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Hong Ling gave a heavy snort and her ice-cold eyes swept across Ye Fan. Ye Fan suddenly felt as if his body was bearing several tens of huge mountains as the bones in his body creaked. He couldn't help but sink down, and half of his leg had already sunk into the ground!    

    

A trace of surprise flashed through Hong Ling's eyes. If it was an ordinary cultivator, they would have already knelt down when they felt the pressure from her body. However, this young man of not even eighteen years of age in front of her was actually able to withstand it and not even his bones broke.    

    


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