Top-tier Unruly Master

The middle-aged man's cultivation must have been at the Earth Level Second Grade, which was the highest in this area.

Previously, the middle-aged man had probed Ding Fan's background. However, to his astonishment, he couldn't detect any fluctuations of Inner Strength on Ding Fan's body.

Still, the middle-aged man did not believe that Ding Fan was a person without any cultivation. In his view, Ding Fan definitely had a Magic Artifact that could conceal his cultivation level.

To be able to control a Flying Sword was something many Martial Artists could not achieve. Now that Ding Fan could control a Flying Sword, it indicated that his cultivation level would not be lower than Earth Level.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man, Ding Fan's cultivation could only be around Earth Level First or Second Grade. After all, for someone as young as Ding Fan, being able to break through to the Earth Level was already quite impressive.

As for Ding Fan's Sword Flight, the middle-aged man believed that it was purely the ability of the Magic Artifact itself and had nothing to do with Ding Fan. It was also because he was certain that Ding Fan's cultivation was not high that he dared to block Ding Fan, coveting his Flying Sword.

For a moment, the middle-aged man and four others surrounded Ding Fan.

Ding Fan, filled with disdain, was now an Eighth Level Qi Practitioner, and cutting down the few people in front of him would be very easy and enjoyable for him.

But just when the tension between the two sides was palpable, a figure appeared suddenly in front of everyone.

The middle-aged man was surprised; he had not noticed the figure before. Thinking that the newcomer had bad intentions, but when he saw clearly who it was, he scoffed disdainfully.

The person who appeared before the middle-aged man was only in his early twenties, looking immature. Despite the heavy Yin Qi on his body, in the middle-aged man's view, no matter how powerful someone of that age could be, it couldn't be much.

"Kid, this is not the mess you should be getting into. If you don't want to die, scram!" the middle-aged man said to the young man who appeared later.

The young man, with a cold expression, glanced at the middle-aged man, then shifted his gaze away, and finally fixed his eyes directly on Ding Fan.

"Ding Fan...I bet you didn't expect us to meet again."

At this moment, Ding Fan's expression was very solemn. Qin Manshu did not know the newcomer and clung nervously to Ding Fan.

The young man before them was unknown to others, but Ding Fan recognized him. This person was none other than Chen Qiang, whom he had once killed.

Later, Chen Qiang had used the techniques of Ghost Cultivation and occupied a body with a remnant soul, and with the help of the Hawk Faction in Japan, cultivated using the soul of a person with a Pure Yin Physique. Now, Chen Qiang's combat power was indeed terrifying!

"****, are you **** looking to die! Didn't you hear when I told you to scram?" one of the Human Pinnacle Warriors surrounding Ding Fan shouted while pointing at Chen Qiang's nose.

Inside, Ding Fan felt pity for the Human Pinnacle Warrior; if he had witnessed Chen Qiang's methods, he believed the warrior wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.

Chen Qiang's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand, unleashing a powerful gust of wind.

The Human Pinnacle Warrior who had been arrogant just moments before, not even understanding what was happening, was suddenly shattered into pieces by the force of the wind.

Limbs, organs, and blood were scattered all around; it only took one move to eradicate a Human Pinnacle Warrior.

Fuck!

The middle-aged man nearby furrowed his eyebrows tightly. Regardless, the slain person had been a Human Pinnacle Warrior, and he had been killed so effortlessly, something even he himself could not have achieved. This was utterly inconceivable.

"Kid, aren't you being too arrogant? Haven't you heard of the Five Ghosts of the North Sea?" the middle-aged man suppressed his surprise, trying to sound calm.

"Scram!" Chen Qiang coldly said to the middle-aged man, his tone full of disdain.

"You're too arrogant. The four of us together, even if you are formidable, you'll only end up in a pyrrhic victory," the middle-aged man said, drawing a longsword as he spoke.

Chen Qiang did not waste words with the middle-aged man, swiping his right hand fiercely.

At the same time, four powerful gusts of wind suddenly blasted towards those four individuals.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.... Explosions echoed where the gusts of wind struck, rolling debris in their wake.

Now, looking at the four men, in addition to the middle-aged man, who had been blasted away, missing an arm and sitting paralyzed on the ground, the other three were shattered into fragments by Chen Qiang's powerful gusts.

Seeing that the brothers of the Five Ghosts of the North Sea had indeed all become ghosts, the middle-aged man looked terrified. When Chen Qiang instantly killed the Human Pinnacle Warrior, he knew Chen Qiang was formidable, but he truly hadn't expected him to be strong enough to simultaneously kill three people.

If it weren't for his vigilance, he might have been slain by now.

At this moment, Chen Qiang didn't even bother to pay attention to the petrified middle-aged man; he slowly walked toward Ding Fan.

"In Xingcheng, you destroyed my Zombie Legion, in Japan you ruined my plans. All the souls in Kyushu were supposed to be under my control, but it's all because of you that the Hawk Faction fell from power, and my plans fell through...Ding Fan, you truly are my nemesis!"

As Chen Qiang spoke, he suddenly waved his hand, and Ding Fan felt a chilly wind blowing around them.

Ding Fan's eyebrows knitted slightly; he knew this was the trump card of Zhen Qiang, the Ghost Soldiers Formation!

In the past, the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, a disciple of Chen Qiang, had rampaged across the world with this Ghost Soldiers Formation. Ding Fan had once suffered from this formation, and if it weren't for his Fire Blade and Flying Sword, he might have already perished within it.

"Last time, you ambushed me with the Fire Blade, I want to see how you'll handle this time! You managed to use the Fire Blade to kill me once, but I want to know how you'll use it to kill me a second time!"

Back in Xingcheng's outskirts, Ding Fan had slain Chen Qiang with Fire Blade. This time, his opponent was already aware of his trump card, making a sneaky successful attack utterly impossible.

At that moment, Ding Fan was fiercely protecting Qin Manshu.

Huff, huff, huff... Waves of Ghost Soldiers shot past, and soon, Ding Fan and Qin Manshu found themselves completely surrounded by the Ghost Soldiers.

Numerous Ghost Soldiers instantly turned into myriad sharp arrows, shooting towards Ding Fan and Qin Manshu.

Ding Fan didn't dare to be careless; he knew that if they were hit by these Ghost Arrows, his Divine Sense would inevitably suffer severe damage. Once the Divine Sense was harmed, his life today would undoubtedly be forfeit.

However, the main issue now was that Ding Fan also had to protect Qin Manshu. In such a situation, dodging these arrows made from Soul Bodies was fundamentally impossible.

Ding Fan immediately gathered True Qi around his entire body.

Boom…

As the arrows approached, Ding Fan used his True Qi to repel all of them.

Chen Qiang was slightly startled to see Ding Fan repel the arrows with True Qi. They had parted ways for no more than a month.

Back then, in Xingcheng, Ding Fan did not have the cultivation he possessed now. In such a short period, Ding Fan had incredibly managed to condense True Qi into a shield.

At that moment, a glint of lethal intent crossed Chen Qiang's eyes!

Chen Qiang was ruthless, especially towards someone like Ding Fan who possessed great potential. Since they had already become enemies, he had to eliminate him early; otherwise, he would surely become a major threat in the future!

"I have myriads of Soul Bodies, I would like to see how many you can repel!" Chen Qiang roared, lifting his right hand over his head again.

Suddenly, many more Soul Bodies appeared out of thin air in the void. At that moment, a middle-aged man, whose arm had already been chopped off, looked at the Soul Bodies appearing in the void with terror in his eyes.

It was now that he realized just what kind of entity he had provoked.

If they had known Chen Qiang was so formidable, the Five Ghosts of the North Sea shouldn't have meddled with him; they should have just left well enough alone…

Ding Fan, watching the Soul Bodies in the void, had a grave expression in his eyes.

Though Ding Fan could persevere with his True Qi Shield,

this was, after all, no solution, since True Qi was bound to be exhausted eventually. If the True Qi were to be depleted, not only him but Qin Manshu would certainly be doomed too.

"Die!" Chen Qiang waved a big hand and roared again.

As Chen Qiang roared, the surrounding Soul Bodies once again turned into arrows, shooting densely at Ding Fan.

At this moment, the arrows became even denser, blanketing the sky like a rain of arrows!

Qin Manshu also witnessed this scene, and her face turned pale with fright.

However, after a brief moment of panic, Qin Manshu hurriedly said to Ding Fan, "Forget about me, just run!"

Although Qin Manshu did not understand matters of Ancient Martial Arts, she could still tell that Ding Fan was shielding her with his body.

"I, Ding Fan, have never had the habit of abandoning my woman and running!" Ding Fan said in a deep voice, clenching his fists tightly.

Ding Fan knew these arrows were definitely more ferocious than before, so he used his greatest amount of True Qi to form a True Qi Shield!

Boom, boom, boom…

The booming was incessant in a moment.

The place where Ding Fan stood was soon obscured by dust.

The middle-aged man sitting on the side, witnessing this scene, had his eyes wide open with astonishment; this fierce attack was something he had never seen before in his life.

This was just too ruthless! Under such an attack, how could anyone survive!

At this moment, Chen Qiang's lips curled slightly upward, confident that the barrage of arrows was enough to reduce Ding Fan to a pulp!

However, just when Chen Qiang thought Ding Fan was certainly dead, a figure slowly walked out of the dust.

"Is that all you've got?!"

As the figure emerged from the dust, who else could it be, but Ding Fan?!

"How... how is that possible!" A trace of fear crossed Chen Qiang's face for the first time…