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Chapter 20: Beat the man to death, but don’t hurt the beauty
The Young Master in blue robes walked up with a smile.
Behind him, his old servant was dressed in black with long, graying hair.
At this moment, he bowed his head, his steps silent.
Fu Huaian’s heart grew a bit heavier; with his strength, he couldn't see through the old servant's true depth.
He might be in the Transcendent Realm.
How could he have someone in the Transcendent Realm as a servant?
This Young Master's identity was somewhat terrifying.
Fu Huaian took a few steps closer, coming to Qin Fengwu's side, his long sword at his waist unmoving.
The Young Master stopped five steps away, smiling as he looked at Qin Fengwu.
"Xiao Niangzi, my surname is Ji and my given name is Ze. May I have the honor of inviting you onto my painted boat for a few cups of wine?"
Fu Huaian's face was expressionless, but killing intent arose in his heart.
The old servant raised his head, his gaze falling on Fu Huaian, his expression serious.
Qin Fengwu didn't even bother to glance at the Young Master, pulling Fu Huaian's hand and saying softly:
"Huai'an, let's go back."
The blue-robed Young Master's face stiffened, his smile instantly vanished, and he stared at the beautiful woman before him, his eyes sinister.
"Kill the man, but don't harm this beauty in the slightest."
The old servant sighed inwardly. His Highness the Heir did not know how formidable the man before him was, but with his own initial Transcendent Realm, he felt a subtle sense of threat.
The old servant did not waste words trying to persuade him; His Highness's arrogance was not new, and it would be meaningless.
The old servant stepped forward slowly, his Aura vast like an abyss and a sea.
Qin Fengwu's expression was unsightly. Where did this Young Master come from, daring to forcibly abduct a woman in broad daylight?
Fu Huaian embraced Qin Fengwu's slender waist, stepping onto the lake water, and after dozens of breaths, arrived at the opposite bank.
This display caused the onlookers who were watching to be filled with astonishment.
What agile skill!
The Young Master's eyes were cold, his face expressionless.
The old servant lightly stepped on the ground, instantly transforming into a phantom and giving chase.
On the opposite bank, Fu Huaian released Qin Fengwu.
He turned to look at the black figure, concentrating all his Qi, and the ground instantly cracked!
Fu Huaian condensed his fist Qi and charged out directly, the two figures colliding with a roar!
Boom!
At the center of the collision, the lake exploded, sending water droplets flying everywhere. Fu Huaian's chest trembled, and he was forced back to the shore.
The black-robed old servant was struck into the lake, causing an even larger explosive splash. The huge sound attracted countless people to look in their direction!
Boom!
The old servant, covered in water vapor, rose from the lake, flying through the air. His body shook, and water droplets shot out in all directions.
The old servant's face was calm as he floated quietly in the air.
The onlookers on the shore stared dumbfounded.
This doesn't look like light-footed skill!
An Immortal?
Qin Fengwu rushed to Fu Huaian's side in a panic, asking anxiously:
"Huai'an, are you alright?"
Fu Huaian patted her jade hand and shook his head.
"Aunt Qin, stand still here. I'm going to kill this old scoundrel right now!"
Fu Huaian took a deep breath, and after a clear clang, the long sword at his waist left its sheath.
Then, with a thought, he stepped on the sword sheath, held his long sword, and charged directly at the old servant.
Under the shocked gazes of the onlookers on both banks, the long sword in Fu Huaian's hand glowed with a boundless azure light, and its Sword Qi was terrifying!
The old servant's expression changed. He condensed his Qi, and his gray hair danced in the air!
Fu Huaian's face was calm. With a gentle flick of his long sword, a beam of azure Sword Qi slashed towards the old servant.
The old servant dared not be careless. He pushed both hands forward, and the azure Sword Qi immediately stagnated.
He roared, and with a forceful clap, the Sword Qi shattered into countless fragments!
The Sword Qi shot in all directions, and the onlookers on both banks watched with wide eyes as the stone carved corridors beside them were cut open like tofu by the Sword Qi.
How could they still watch the show? They quickly retreated!
"Immortals are fighting!"
"Good heavens, run!"
"That Young Master is so handsome…"
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Fu Huaian had his back to Qin Fengwu, standing on the sword sheath on the lake. The azure light of his long sword grew even more intense, obscuring the sword's form.
Ji Ze's face on the opposite bank was unsightly. He hadn't expected this young man to be so capable!
His guard was in the Transcendent Realm. Could it be that the young man had also advanced to the Transcendent Realm?
If not, how could he, at the first Realm, possibly deal with someone in the Transcendent Realm!
Fu Huaian looked at the old servant, raised his long sword, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the azure light on the sword instantly became even more brilliant.
Fu Huaian gently waved, and the azure light of the long sword swept out, carrying countless lake waters, instantly transforming into a hundred-zhang long sword.
The lake water condensed into the sword body, with azure light as its framework, and the long sword that shot out was exceptionally dazzling.
The old servant's Aura was majestic. His figure flickered, and he instantly rose several hundred meters. The hundred-zhang giant sword turned its tip and chased upwards.
The old servant blasted out dozens of fist Qi downwards, striking the hundred-zhang long sword.
Lake water scattered everywhere, raining down.
Fu Huaian looked up and steered the sword sheath directly towards the sky.
When the hundred-zhang long sword was forcefully shattered by the old servant, a dazzling azure light burst forth in the sky, and Fu Huaian, holding his sword, came through the azure light!
The old servant was startled. He fiercely threw two punches at Fu Huaian, and the aftershocks of the fist Qi's power hammered the azure light into a ring.
Fu Huaian, holding his long sword, stared intently at the old servant. His Qi shield resisted one fist Qi, and his own body resisted another, arriving before the old servant in the blink of an eye!
Above the firmament, Fu Huaian's eyes were calm, his face filled with madness.
He thrust his sword directly into the old servant's chest, piercing through him!
The old servant's eyes were bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and punched Fu Huaian in the chest.
Fu Huaian's chest trembled, and he was directly sent flying.
The old servant looked down at his bleeding chest, not daring to relax.
Fu Huaian, holding his long sword, roared and stabbed down from above the old servant's head again.
Fu Huaian's mind was calm, his Sword Intent condensed on the sword body, and the long sword emitted a dazzling azure light.
A long Azure Dragon surged out, exactly like the move Pei Qinghuan used against Xu Yuqing back then!
The old servant was greatly alarmed and concentrated all his strength to resist the charging Azure Dragon of a single sword strike.
Beneath the sky, countless ordinary people looked up in a daze.
In the dark night, a man, like an Immortal, rode an Azure Dragon directly downwards!
The old servant roared, and his purple Qi shield became even more solid!
Three breaths later.
Boom boom!
In the center of Changyan Lake, the old servant was fiercely pressed to the bottom of the lake by the Azure Dragon.
The lake surface surged incessantly, and the painted boats swayed from side to side, one after another capsizing into the lake.
The officers who arrived on the shore turned pale with fright, but they still moved swiftly, rescuing the people in the lake to the shore.
"Huai'an!"
Qin Fengwu was full of panic, shouting loudly towards the lake.
Ten breaths later.
Boom.
Fu Huaian's face was slightly pale. He emerged, his long sword carrying the old servant whose life force had completely dissipated!
He steered the sword sheath, looked at the Young Master, and kicked the old servant to his feet.
Fu Huaian glanced around, stepped on the sword sheath, and quickly rescued the people who had fallen into the lake back to the shore.
These people looked at the man before them without any complaint; they were all excited and revered, and several women from the painted boats hugged him, simply refusing to let go.
A charming and incredibly powerful Immortal.
Who wouldn't like him!
Fu Huaian scanned the area with his spiritual perception, and only after finding no one in the lake did he come to Qin Fengwu's side.
Fu Huaian embraced Qin Fengwu, came to the shore by sword, and looked at the Young Master whose face was pale.
Ji Ze was filled with unspeakable regret. The old servant who died at his feet was not an insignificant character; even with his family background, this was a significant loss.
No matter how much his father doted on him, if such a disaster occurred, he would definitely be severely punished!
Fu Huaian glanced at him.
"Where are you from? What is your identity?"
Ji Ze looked at Fu Huaian, no longer arrogant, only fear remaining.
"Nanzhou, Prince of Nanjin's Heir."
Fu Huaian was full of surprise. The bride-to-be, his master's wife, had run away from a marriage, and wasn't it precisely from the Prince of Nanjin's Heir?
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