261: A slap flew away, and Ling Qingzhu was shocked! [Seeking follow-up reading]

"Ding! You touched Wang Yan and obtained five million xuan yuan pills!"

xuan yuan pills again?

Hearing the System's voice, Lin Fan's heart stirred slightly, but he showed no change in expression.

Wang Yan and Ying Xiaoxiao were both startled by his words, a worried look in their eyes.

"Lin Fan..." Ying Huanhuan also tensed up, her jade hand clutching Lin Fan's sleeve. "Lin Fan, don't be impulsive. I don't need that hairpin anyway."

Looking at the girl's slightly wronged face, Lin Fan smiled brightly, reached out, and ruffled Ying Huanhuan's head. He said, "You seem to have forgotten my strength, haven't you? Besides, isn't confronting the Yuan Gate people bound to happen sooner or later?"

"Ding! You touched Ying Huanhuan and obtained one life profound spirit fruit!"

"Be careful," Ying Huanhuan said, her mood relaxing a little as she recalled Lin Fan's previous Breakthrough. Still, she spoke with concern.

Lin Fan nodded slightly, then stepped forward, appearing in the Treasure Hunting Zone under countless gazes.

This area had now clearly become the most eye-catching spot in the Treasure Hunting Zone.

Yuan Gate and Dao Sect were both powerful Super Sects, and the animosity between them ran deep. Now that they were confronting each other here, it seemed a good show was in store.

Not far from this area stood a pavilion.

At this moment, two figures on top of the pavilion were looking in that direction.

The two figures were a man and a woman.

The woman was in front, and the man was half a step behind, a subtle difference indicating a distinction between them.

Among the two, the most striking was naturally the woman.

The woman wore a white dress, her black hair cascading like a waterfall down to her slender waist. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her eyebrows were like a painting.

Although a thin veil covered her face, the faint outline still held an irresistible allure that made it impossible to look away.

Her demeanor was cold and aloof, making her appear like a goddess from the Moon Palace, a banished immortal descended to the mortal world.

It was none other than Ling Qingzhu, the direct Disciple of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace Master!

Beside Ling Qingzhu, the handsome man was named Wu Qun, also one of the top Disciples of the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace.

"Heh heh, even Lei Qian has come. Although Dao Sect has Ying Xiaoxiao and Wang Yan holding the fort, they probably can't do anything to him," Wu Qun said with a light chuckle as he looked into the distance.

"The people of Yuan Gate are still so arrogant," Ling Qingzhu said in a calm voice.

Wu Qun nodded slightly, then said, "I wonder who will make a move, Ying Xiaoxiao or Wang Yan... Eh?"

Before his voice had fully faded, he suddenly let out a surprised "Eh?" and then looked in astonishment at the distant, slender figure emerging from among the Dao Sect disciples. "Who is that person?"

Ling Qingzhu heard his words and lightly raised her eyes, casually sweeping her gaze over the distant figure.

Immediately, her moving gaze froze. Her usually serene, lake-like expression, for the first time, showed a hint of astonishment.

Her gaze was fixed intently on the distant figure, her red lips slightly parted, and her lotus-root-like jade hands slowly clenched due to the surging emotions in her heart.

That figure was not unfamiliar to her; in fact, it was profoundly etched in her memory.

Ling Qingzhu knew that in this life, she might forget many things, but this figure was something she could never forget.

Her memory seemed to return to five years ago... Her thoughts soared as Ling Qingzhu looked at the young man walking out in the distance, her red lips, hidden beneath the thin veil, pressed together slightly.

The young man of that year had ultimately used his efforts to refute all her judgments of him back then.

Now, he had transformed into a soaring eagle, battling the skies, no longer intimidated by the aura that once made him unable to look directly at her.

Ling Qingzhu took a deep breath, then her clear eyes fixed on the figure walking towards Lei Qian in the distance.

Since you've come this far, let me see how far you've truly progressed!

Under countless converging gazes, Lin Fan slowly stepped out from among the Dao Sect disciples and then stood not far in front of Lei Qian.

"Who is this person?"

The surrounding crowd looked at the emerging Lin Fan with some surprise.

After all, Lin Fan had only joined Dao Sect for a year, and many outsiders did not know that Dao Sect had such a person as Lin Fan.

"Wang Yan, you let such a newcomer come out. Do you think I, Lei Qian, am a benevolent good person?" Lei Qian also glanced at Lin Fan, then said with a faint smile.

Hearing Lei Qian's words, the Yuan Gate disciples behind him also burst into laughter, staring at Lin Fan with playful mockery.

"Lin Fan of Dao Sect, please enlighten me," Lin Fan said with a faint smile, cupping his hands towards Lei Qian.

"Lin Fan?"

When this name entered his ears, Lei Qian couldn't help but be startled, and the Yuan Gate disciples' laughter also unexpectedly died down.

"He's that Lin Fan who killed Yao Ling?" Jiang Tao said in surprise.

"So he has a bit of a reputation," Lei Qian recovered, smiled faintly, and extended his palm. In his palm, the emerald green hairpin emitted a faint glow.

"I'm also somewhat interested in you. Since you want to show off, as long as you can snatch it from my hand, what I said before still stands."

"Are you ready? I'm going to make my move," Lin Fan said with a slight smile.

As his voice fell, Lin Fan subtly shifted his feet, and a vast Yuan Qi surged out. His figure transformed directly into a streak of light, rushing straight towards Lei Qian!

"Chi chi!"

The streak of light rapidly magnified in Lei Qian's eyes, and a cold sneer appeared on his face.

Then, brilliant lightning once again emerged from his body. The violent Yuan Qi fluctuations were far stronger than those of an ordinary Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm cultivator.

"Good speed, but useless against me!"

A mocking voice came from Lei Qian's mouth, and then his expression suddenly turned frosty. He took a step forward, and brilliant lightning surged wildly, forming a roaring lion's head of lightning on his fist.

"Thunder Lion Fist!"

Lei Qian unleashed a punch, and immediately, a low lion's roar, accompanied by the sound of thunder, spread out from his fist.

A visible wave of lightning Qi swept out, and the ground immediately cracked into spiderweb-like fissures.

Swish!

Both moved incredibly fast. In just a brief instant, the two figures were like meteors, about to collide fiercely!

Seeing this scene, everyone watching felt their hearts leap into their throats.

Just then, Lin Fan's hands formed a strange seal, and then, a ripple spread out.

The Thunder Lion Light Fist, which was about to strike Lin Fan's chest, strangely froze at that instant!

Swish!

The moment the light fist froze, Lin Fan's figure, like a phantom, crossed paths with Lei Qian's body.

"Clap!"

As the two figures passed each other, an unusually crisp slap suddenly echoed through the arena.

Then, countless people in the arena instantly narrowed their pupils, and a look of horror uncontrollably crept onto their faces!

Because they saw that after the two figures separated, Lei Qian's body, like a kite with a broken string, suddenly flew backward, finally crashing heavily onto a large bluestone.

The terrifying force shattered the bluestone on the spot!

And on Lei Qian's face, a clear slap mark was so conspicuous!

The entire scene was dead silent!

Those Yuan Gate disciples who had been sneering were stunned. They looked blankly at this bizarre scene in the arena, truly unable to understand what had happened in the instant the two figures crossed paths...

"This..."

Ying Xiaoxiao, Wang Yan, and the others also looked at this scene in astonishment. In the flash of lightning, even they didn't know exactly what had happened.

In the dead silence, gazes filled with a hint of horror turned towards the handsome figure who had crossed paths with Lei Qian.

The latter was completely unharmed, as if Lei Qian's violent punch earlier hadn't even touched him.

"Bang!"

The shattered rocks in the distance exploded, and Lei Qian, somewhat disheveled, climbed to his feet. On his face, the slap mark was particularly glaring.

"I'm going to tear you apart today!"

He stared at Lin Fan with bloodshot eyes, roaring in fury!