Chapter 1596 - 1472: Ma Gu
"Wan Potian, you are indeed still so shameless. Compared to Ge Min, you are far worse, unfit to be part of the Divine Guard." At this moment, a cool voice sounded.
"Who are you?" Wan Potian’s brows furrowed instantly, looking towards the extraordinary woman.
"Immortal Heart Sect, Kong Ningshuang!" Kong Ningshuang said icily.
"Someone from the Immortal Heart Sect? The Eight Great Sects of the Ancient Martial World are truly impressive, but do you think just one disciple is enough to act recklessly in front of me?"
Wan Potian suddenly became furious, and his aura turned cold.
Without any hesitation, Ye Qingfeng’s Futu Sword was immediately summoned.
Ye Qingfeng summoned the Futu Sword not to fight, but to flee.
Although Ye Qingfeng was arrogant, he was not one to risk everything for an impulsive decision. Only protagonists in TV dramas can survive such reckless acts.
Ye Qingfeng could only escape. Wan Potian’s strength was terrifying, and even in escaping, he had to use every ounce of effort.
The atmosphere suddenly chilled, and Kong Ningshuang slightly furrowed her brows. Wan Potian’s strength somewhat surprised her. It seemed now he completely disregarded her, even intending to attack.
"Step aside, this matter does not concern you. I grant your Immortal Heart Sect some grace," Wan Potian said dispassionately.
If it were just any genius from the Ancient Martial World, he wouldn’t care. But Kong Ningshuang was a treasure of the Immortal Heart Sect, forcing him to consider the sect’s power.
"Let Ye Qingfeng go, and I’ll leave!" Kong Ningshuang said, her face immediately turning cold.
She had followed Ye Qingfeng for so long just to hold Wan Potian at bay, and now she naturally wouldn’t leave.
"Kong Ningshuang, you are the Heavenly Pride of the Ancient Martial World, with countless geniuses treating you like a goddess. And now you speak for a Mortal Martial Artist?" Wan Potian said with a calm expression, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth, "What? Even a goddess of the Ancient Martial World has been conquered by this guy?"
The Divine Guard was very aware of Ye Qingfeng’s deeds, always helping him resolve matters. Wan Potian naturally knew Ye Qingfeng was involved with many stunning beauties.
Unexpectedly, even the Heavenly Pride of the Ancient Martial World had fallen.
"What nonsense are you talking?" Kong Ningshuang’s eyes trembled, a blush flashing across her delicate face, immediately replaced by a cold look. "I don’t need to explain my relationship with him to you. Regardless, you cannot touch him today. If you must, kill me first!"
Wan Potian’s face darkened.
"You leave first," Ye Qingfeng said coolly.
"What?" Kong Ningshuang was taken aback.
"He’s right. This matter doesn’t concern you. Leave on your own and let Wan Potian and me settle this ourselves," Ye Qingfeng said plainly.
Kong Ningshuang was momentarily stunned, her exquisite face pausing slightly, unprepared for Ye Qingfeng to say this.
"Could he be trying to avoid implicating me? This guy... is he really that considerate?" Kong Ningshuang thought to herself. From what she remembered, Ye Qingfeng was not such a good-hearted person.
"What do you mean? If I leave now, you will surely die!" Kong Ningshuang knitted her brows and said.
"You don’t need to concern yourself with it. Just leave."
Ye Qingfeng wasn’t so kind; he considered his own sake.
If Kong Ningshuang were here, angering Wan Potian to attack her, when he escaped, he’d have to carry Kong Ningshuang, further complicating his perilous situation.
But Kong Ningshuang did not believe Ye Qingfeng could escape from Wan Potian’s clutches. She didn’t understand what Ye Qingfeng intended, wanting to send himself to death?
Her white garments drifted as Kong Ningshuang furrowed her brows.
"Others appreciate your sentiment, but you still shamelessly linger here? Are all geniuses of the Ancient Martial World so pathetic?" Zhang Qifan sneered coldly from nearby.
He was irritated at Ye Qingfeng, wondering how a cold-hearted character like him could entangle with a Heavenly Pride of the Ancient Martial World.
Such a fairy of extraordinary beauty, pursued by countless geniuses in the Ancient Martial World, yet she chose to help Ye Qingfeng, the indifferent guy.
Kong Ningshuang ignored Zhang Qifan entirely, staring at Wan Potian, her red lips parting, "I owe him this. Today, no matter what, you cannot harm him."
"Unless, you kill me first!"
Firmly, Kong Ningshuang stated, expressing her heartfelt truth. Despite being annoyed by Ye Qingfeng’s cold and arrogant personality, she indeed owed him much.
The revised Taixu Scripture and the Panwu Land’s inheritance were premium items given away by Ye Qingfeng, which the always cool Kong Ningshuang couldn’t refuse.
Too tempting!
"Do you truly think I won’t dare to touch you?" Wan Potian was enraged, stepping forward, unleashing the might of a War Emperor strong individual.
This originally unassuming middle-aged scholar suddenly became exceptionally cold, an overpowering aura soaring into the sky, akin to a Divine Sword piercing the firmament.
That foolish woman, Ye Qingfeng couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Now that Wan Potian was angry with Kong Ningshuang, if he tried to escape, he’d have to carry yet another person.
Ye Qingfeng subtly twisted his wrist, causing molten flow to lightly circulate on the Futu Sword. As soon as Wan Potian made a move, he would immediately grab Kong Ningshuang and fly away from here.
With the Futu Sword, Ye Qingfeng’s escape wouldn’t be an issue.
Wan Potian’s face mildly darkened, as dense Spiritual Power appeared above his head, intending to materialize. Although he didn’t want to offend the Immortal Heart Sect, given Kong Ningshuang’s persistence, he would have to harm her to suppress Ye Qingfeng.
"Stop!"
At that moment, a serene voice resonated, unexpectedly appearing, catching everyone off guard.
Everyone turned their gaze, Wan Potian ceased using Heaven and Earth Power, looking to the side.
A white-robed youth stepped forward slowly, followed by an elderly man with thick eyebrows.
Wan Potian’s brow furrowed sharply. This was the crucial moment to kill Ye Qingfeng, ensuring the guy didn’t escape. He didn’t wish for further complications.
Such a graceful youth!
The Divine Guard was genuinely shocked; this youth’s expression was serene, moving in a leisurely manner. His white robe lightly danced, carrying an ethereal elegance, akin to a distinguished gentleman, enticing admiration.
This youth definitely wasn’t ordinary.
"Who are you?" Wan Potian glared at the approaching youth, coldly questioning.
The corners of the young man’s lips lifted slightly, uttering five calm words: "Luosheng Sect, Ma Gu!"
Ma Gu!
These two words were unfamiliar to the Divine Guard, unsure of their meaning, but Wan Potian and Ge Min’s bodies trembled, looking towards the white-robed youth immediately.