Chapter 1761: 1784: Fan Yi's Bravery (Ninth Update)

Qin Yuanhe's eyes contracted, he suddenly turned around and saw a young Chinese man.

Below his short cropped hair were eyes sharp and exposed.

His whole body exuded a fierce, formidable aura, rushing towards Qin Yuanhe.

Qin Yuanhe was taken aback after just one glance.

He instinctively gripped the remote control in his hand: "How did you get in?"

The young Chinese man was none other than Fan Yi.

Fan Yi stood straight as a javelin, his eyes casually observing Qin Yuanhe.

"Your men have already been defeated by us, surrender and I can spare your life."

"What, defeated?"

Qin Yuanhe could hardly believe his ears.

At the Hongmen headquarters, he had arranged five layers of blockade lines.

Could they really have been silently eliminated just like that?

Fan Yi was naturally cold and did not like to talk.

He raised the triangular military spike, looking coldly at Qin Yuanhe: "I'm giving you ten breaths' time. If you don't surrender, don't blame me for not showing mercy."

As he spoke, he glanced briefly at the remote control in Qin Yuanhe's hand.

"Don't use their lives to threaten me, their fate has nothing to do with me."

Facing the formidable Fan Yi, Qin Yuanhe slowly straightened his posture, revealing sharpness on his face.

"Overestimated your capabilities, a mere Master of Gangjin dares to provoke a god!"

While speaking, he slowly took off his tailcoat, and a stream of black Essence Qi erupted from the Niwan Palace atop his head.

That Essence Qi was condensed, as if it were solid, radiating a mighty aura.

Fan Yi's eyes shrank, unable to contain his inner shock.

This guy had actually surpassed the True Martial Realm, and was a True Martial Master.

In Qin Yuanhe's hand, a rapidly spinning True Martial Qi Force emerged.

The vortex spun, quickly absorbing the surrounding Heaven and Earth Vital Energy, forming a massive energy cluster.

Fan Yi knew this opponent was difficult to defeat, but still refused to retreat.

His triangular military spike hummed, emitting a thick smell of rust, positioned across his chest.

Fan Yi had no other choice.

Mad Blade and a group of Evil Dragon Soldier Kings, along with the Night Army Special Forces, were clearing the outer Hongmen rebels,.

He was the only one who, on his own, managed to reach here.

If Fan Yi didn't hold off this guy.

This guy would press the remote control, and all of Hongmen's high-ranking members would be buried here.

On the other side, Qin Yuanhe was also secretly alarmed.

He was frightened by Fan Yi's Empty Fort Strategy, completely unaware of the outside situation.

He thought the enemy had completely dismantled the five lines of defense at Hongmen headquarters.

Under the powerful firepower of modern firearms, no matter how strong Qin Yuanhe became, he couldn't escape the fate of being shot.

If that's really the case, the remote control in Qin Yuanhe's hand would be his lifeline.

In an instant, both were like sand, secretly cautious yet like two tigers meeting, compelled to determine a life-and-death outcome.

Fan Yi, battle-hardened, saw Qin Yuanhe channeling True Yuan Energy, knowing he couldn't let him charge up to the Great Perfection; he took the initiative to attack,

He flickered his figure, the triangular military spike like a venomous snake emerging from a hole, straight and fierce, piercing Qin Yuanhe's throat.

Qin Yuanhe was shocked, although Fan Yi was just a Gangjin Master martial artist, his movements were electric, not to be underestimated.

Qin Yuanhe's True Martial Cyclone was not yet fully formed.

In a haste, he had no choice but to push forward with full force, blasting towards Fan Yi.

Fan Yi activated Yu Step, his figure like a specter, swiftly circling to Qin Yuanhe's back, the triangular military spike stabbing towards his lower back.

Qin Yuanhe made his move, yet Fan Yi's figure vanished before his eyes.

At that moment, he relied on sound to find shape, a palm strike precisely hit the side of Fan Yi's triangular military spike.

Fan Yi's body shook mightily, the invincible True Martial Qi Energy swept across his body.

Bam!

Fan Yi's triangular military spike flew out of his hand, his whole person like a cut kite, crashing into the heavy alloy glass wall.

On the alloy glass wall, alarming bloodstains appeared, it was Fan Yi's mouth spewing fresh blood, staining the glass wall.

Fan Yi struggled to stand, his handsome face pale as paper, his body swaying.

The True Martial Qi Energy was so powerful, it was beyond what Fan Yi's Gang Qi could withstand.

Fan Yi got seriously injured from one confrontation.

Inside the alloy glass wall, Situ Kong and others watched Fan Yi fighting alone, both moved and worried.

Many were teary-eyed, crying out.

"Brother, leave quickly, don't worry about us."

"Benevolent one's name, all of Hongmen owes you, leave fast!"

"Go quickly, otherwise it'll be too late."

...

Amidst the loud cries, Fan Yi gritted his teeth, suddenly charging towards Qin Yuanhe again.

He was like a leopard rushing towards the muzzle, embracing death.

Qin Yuanhe's True Martial Qi Energy formed a whirlwind, enveloping Fan Yi's body.

Fan Yi's body flew backward again, crashing once more into the glass wall.

This time, he was injured too critically, with a "wah" he spurted a mouthful of blood and could no longer get up.

Countless people watched Fan Yi with anxious hearts, some with eyes turning red.

Qin Yuanhe fetched the remote control, his lips curled in a merciless grin.

"I'll kill you all now, then blame this crime on the Night Army."

"Over ten thousand Hongmen disciples still serve me as master, no one can stop me."

Just then, Fan Yi suddenly rolled himself, rolling to Qin Yuanhe's feet.

His left leg precisely kicked the remote control out of Qin Yuanhe's hand.

Qin Yuanhe was careless for a moment, not expecting Fan Yi to be able to counterattack.

The remote control immediately flew from his grip, landing three meters away on the ground.

Furious, Qin Yuanhe fiercely struck Fan Yi's Heavenly Spirit Cover with a palm.

"Since you don't want your life, I'll fulfill that."

"No!"

"Qin Yuanhe, the wretch, I won't let you go."

...

Inside the glass wall, countless Hongmen disciples cried out in panic.

But everyone watched helplessly, unable to intervene.

While Fan Yi's last move had exhausted his strength, he could only close his eyes awaiting death.

Bang!

A loud boom echoed, a figure swiftly lunged in from outside the window, intercepting Qin Yuanhe's palm.

Qin Yuanhe felt a tremendous force coming from the opponent.

His body surged with Qi-Blood, unable to help but retreat.

Qin Yuanhe opened his eyes wide, amidst the spreading dust, a young Chinese man stood calmly, his face full of harshness.

Qin Yuanhe was momentarily stunned, when he saw clearly who this person was, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yang Fei!"

Yang Fei stood proudly.

"Yes, your young master is here, do you dare to fight to the death?"

Inside the alloy glass wall, everyone saw Yang Fei descending like a Flying General, saving Fan Yi, and collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank heavens Elder Yang arrived in time."

"Isn't Yang Fei the Sect Leader of Dragon Island? Why would he help Hongmen?"

"Ah, the situation is intricate and hard to explain, but Qin Yuanhe's betrayal of Hongmen is plain to see."

...

Qin Yuanhe looked at Yang Fei, amidst ferocity yet with a bright sanctity aura, his whole body resembling a lofty mountain.

He couldn't help but feel extremely terrified.

"How did you get in?"