"What, are you planning to make a move?" the scarred man asked, his expression unfriendly. "If that's the case, I'll have to play along with you!"
"Miss Lin of Wulong Town must not be harmed in any way!" Uncle Biao stated directly. "If you want anything else, I won't stop you, but if you try to lay a hand on my young lady, I will absolutely not agree!"
"This is the Qingyuan Mountain Range, not a place where your agreement matters!" With a faint cold smile, the scarred man spoke again, "If you refuse today, I will take your head! And you will all be trapped here!"
"In that case, I'll take your dog head!" Lin Miaoke was extremely enraged. She fiercely swung her common sword. As a spiritual cultivator, how could she tolerate such humiliation?
The scarred man dodged, revealing a hint of ruthlessness. "Your methods are not weak. You're also a spiritual cultivator!"
"If you're scared, get lost now!" Lin Miaoke said coldly, "Otherwise, you'll regret it!"
"Brothers, take him down!" The scarred man, radiating aggression and considerable displeasure, considered himself the leader of the bandits in this area of the Qingyuan Mountain Range, expecting everyone to give him face. Being threatened by Lin Miaoke like this, how could he easily compromise?
Following his words, numerous bandits surged forward, attacking Lin Miaoke with moves aimed directly at vital points.
"Miss, you go first!" Uncle Biao, along with the Lin family guards, rushed forward, shielding Lin Miaoke behind them. His expression was filled with tension. He knew very well that if this continued, they would all perish here. If it were just them dying, it would be one thing, but Lin Miaoke could not afford any mishap, or they would be letting down the Lin family. The Lin family had shown them immense kindness, and they would never allow Lin Miaoke to be threatened.
As everyone engaged, Uncle Biao also clashed with the scarred man. Both were cultivators at the ninth stage of the spiritual realm, and their techniques were sharp and fierce. Anyone who dared to be careless would surely die. No one doubted this.
"Such formidable swordplay!" the scarred man said coldly. "It seems I underestimated you!"
"Whether you underestimated me or not, I don't know, but we will never agree to you making a move against my young lady!" Uncle Biao's eyes held indifference. "If you retreat now, there is still room for compromise!"
"What a joke. We are bandits. If we don't get what we want, why would we easily retreat!" the scarred man retorted coldly. "Are you thinking things are too simple? Today, it's either you die or I die!"
In an instant, the scarred man attacked again. Uncle Biao did not hold back his strength, but unfortunately, the sheer number of bandits and their superior cultivation base compared to the Lin family guards resulted in more than half of the Lin family guards perishing. Lin Miaoke was also surrounded by more than ten bandits, who fought like desperate men with no intention of holding back. With a few evasive maneuvers, Lin Miaoke narrowly escaped death.
Uncle Biao and the scarred man were locked in a fierce struggle, and Uncle Biao grew increasingly anxious. Lin Miaoke being surrounded like this was a dire situation.
However, just as this was happening, Lu Fan appeared beside Lin Miaoke, grabbed her, and in an instant, they were a hundred meters away. His speed was so astonishing that the bandits could barely react.
"How can he be so fast!" one of the bandits exclaimed, growing wary of Lu Fan.
"Are you alright?" Lu Fan looked at Lin Miaoke. "Leave these bandits to me!"
"Leave them to you?" Lin Miaoke was stunned and somewhat surprised. Lu Fan's words carried a powerful presence; not just anyone would dare to utter such a bold statement.
"Are you sure? These bandits are not weak!" Lin Miaoke spoke again.
"It's fine, they won't gain anything from me!" Lu Fan waved his hand and then stepped forward, charging towards the dozens of bandits. He had initially intended not to act or reveal his identity, but the situation was urgent. If he didn't intervene, Lin Miaoke and the others would be in danger.
Seeing Lu Fan charge towards them, the ten-plus bandits sneered, thinking he had come to his death. They fiercely attacked him, but in their eyes, he was insignificant. In a mere instant, they were all sent flying.
Upon seeing this, the scarred man's face instantly darkened. He hadn't expected there to be such a master within the Lin family. Being able to repel over ten bandits with a single blow was something even he couldn't achieve.
Witnessing this scene, Uncle Biao was also slightly surprised. They had assumed Lu Fan was an ordinary person. It seemed he had misjudged him. Lu Fan was not only not ordinary, but likely an unparalleled master, otherwise, how could he possess such strength?
After repelling the bandits, Lu Fan fiercely drew the Tai Xu Sword, and a wave of sword intent swept out. In that instant, the bandits perished, leaving only the scarred man standing there.
Seeing this, the scarred man dared not hesitate and quickly fled, a look of terror on his face. He had never imagined Lu Fan's strength would be so formidable. Even if he himself attacked, he would only become a soul under the sword.
"Since you've made a move, escaping won't be that easy!" Lu Fan let out a cold laugh, a hint of killing intent and a chilling glint in his eyes. In that very moment, the Tai Xu Sword was swiftly drawn and thrust towards the scarred man. The scarred man turned to defend himself, but under the overwhelming sword intent, he instantly died.
"Defeated!" Uncle Biao, witnessing this, was filled with astonishment. The scarred man, a ninth-star powerhouse, was so easily dealt with by Lu Fan, which was simply incredible. Su Dan Novel Network.
"They've been dealt with!" Lu Fan said, "But it's not very safe here in the Qingyuan Mountain Range!"
"How are you so strong?" Lin Miaoke looked at Lu Fan. "You can kill a ninth-star powerhouse in an instant. Have you reached the Spiritual Master level?"
"I don't know the specifics!" Lu Fan said with a wry smile. "But dealing with a few rabble is not a problem!"
Lu Fan's words left Uncle Biao speechless. Ninth-star powerhouses were merely rabble to him; this was not something an ordinary person would say.
"I apologize for my previous offense. I hope Mr. Lu will not hold it against me!" Uncle Biao spoke to Lu Fan, extending an olive branch. After all, with Lu Fan's strength, he was not only a leading figure in Wulong Town but even in the entire Baishui City.
"We are all friends. Helping each other is only right!" Lu Fan waved his hand. "It's just that my move was too slow earlier. If I had acted sooner, the Lin family wouldn't have suffered casualties!"
"This is a disaster, both natural and man-made. No one can be blamed!" Uncle Biao waved his hand.