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Chapter 202 Zhang Kun and Ye Fan vs. the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Yin Yang Sect! (Please subscribe and vote!)
Several young men walked towards them, all with cold smiles on their faces.

"Isn't this Brother Ye, the Holy Body? I heard you were unwell; how are you now?"

One of them casually patted Ye Fan on the shoulder.

"Who are you? Do we know each other?" Ye Fan asked.

"We are just some independent cultivators, how could Brother Ye possibly know us?" The man laughed heartily.

Ye Fan raised an eyebrow. Even the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion wouldn't dare to pat him on the shoulder so casually. These disciples really thought he was a cripple who had cut off his cultivation.

He could see traces of cultivating the Purple Qi from the East in the eyes of these guys, and he knew that they came from the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

I don't know if it's because Zhang Kun's mastermind was too ruthless, making it impossible for these people to distinguish between the big and small kings.

Ye Fan, Li Heishui, and Hei Huang exchanged a quick glance with their dog.

"The disciples of the Purple Mansion Holy Land were teleported to the outer realm by that big black dog!"

"Didn't the Holy Body sever his own cultivation? How come he knocked out the teeth of the Purple Mansion Holy Son with a single slap?"

Zhang Kun mingled in the crowd, watching the Purple Mansion Saint Son leave decisively, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

He was, after all, the Holy Son. Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of him, he immediately withdrew and left, not daring to take any risks.

Zhang Kun remained calm and did not stop the Holy Son of the Purple Mansion.

Because this is just the appetizer.

The holy sons remained calm and did not take any action.

However, many disciples of the Holy Land appeared, coming to test Ye Fan's abilities.

The storm is brewing, and this is a pawn used to test the waters.

As assassins from the ancient assassin dynasty, they would certainly receive many commissions!
Moreover, news has come that the Yin-Yang Sect had previously retreated due to pressure from the various holy lands, but as a supreme sect in the Central Plains, it is naturally impossible for them to swallow their anger forever!
Having learned that Zhang Kun was not there and having left the Southern Region, Li Ruoyu was no longer under his protection.

The Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect, carrying the secret treasure—the Yin-Yang Sword, and the Holy Maiden of Yin-Yang, wielding another secret treasure—the Yin-Yang Realm, are preparing to behead Ye Fan, the Holy Body.

Several senior elders will also be accompanying them and will be arriving soon.

"They are the supreme sect of the Central Plains, and they are not particularly afraid of the peerless god-king of the Eastern Wilderness!"

"Moreover, the God-King's fate is unknown. It is said that, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, several Supreme Elders with little lifespan left have been mobilized!"

"Among them are half-step into the Great Power realm, and also true Great Power realm beings who dominate the world!"

However, faced with these frightening news...

Ye Fan stroked his chin and laughed.

Black Emperor chuckled slyly.

Li Heishui glanced at Zhang Kun in the crowd, then at the mad old man, and immediately felt at ease.

"A major event is about to occur. The Yin-Yang Holy Son and Yin-Yang Holy Daughter are entering Youyue City. It is said that they have already arrived at breakneck speed!"

The news broke the following day, causing a sensation.

Numerous cultivators eagerly awaited the arrival of the supreme sect of Zhongzhou.

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter have arrived together, intending to sever the Holy Body's head. This is sure to be a great storm, and there will undoubtedly be boundless waves.

"Finally, a Saint-level figure has made a move. Ye Fan is in danger now!"

"Even if Zhang Kun comes, he probably can't save Ye Fan, with the Holy Son and Holy Daughter arriving together!"

"The Yin-Yang Sword is a secret treasure of the sect. It can split the sky and cleave the earth, cut mountains and sever seas. It has infinite power. Even if one's holy body is unharmed, it may not be able to withstand it."

"The Yin-Yang Mirror is also extraordinary, a strange weapon that kills without leaving a trace. Although it originated in the Central Plains, it is also very famous in the Eastern Wilderness, and there are many imitations."

All the cultivators in Youyue City were discussing and waiting for this great upheaval to occur.

Just then, news came that Ye Fan and his group had left the ancient city.

"The Holy Body is still afraid!"

"It's only natural. After all, the Holy Body has already severed its cultivation, so it's definitely no match for the Yin Yang Holy Son and Holy Daughter!"

"It seems that tall man was indeed not a master, otherwise the Holy Body would not have run away!"

Everyone knew the Yin-Yang Sect's power. Comparable to the immortal dynasties of the Central Plains, and certainly no less powerful than the holy lands of the Eastern Wilderness, they would not let it go easily. "Too shady, they still have to put on an act..."

Li Heishui sighed deeply.

He didn't expect that even with Zhang Kun and Ye Fan in such a state, he would still continue to dig pits.

"The Ancient Assassin Dynasty—the Human Realm, why haven't any messengers arrived yet!?"

The big black dog grumbled, wishing that all the major powers would jump out and then be slapped to death by the old madman.

"It seems the Holy Body is nothing but a cowardly piece of trash, actually escaping!"

The Yin-Yang Saint stood in the void of Youyue City, sneering with disdain.

The onlookers were shocked by what they saw. They sensed a powerful aura emanating from him, with black and white Dao forces swirling around him, like the surging chaos at the beginning of creation.

The Yin-Yang Saint was tall and slender, with a face like jade. He wore a purple-gold crown, had long black hair, and carried a black and white holy sword on his back, as unfathomable as the abyss.

"They're heading north, they won't escape our grasp!"

The Yin-Yang Saintess appeared beside him, ethereal and otherworldly.

The two stood side by side, perfectly harmonious and harmonious, like a scroll of Taoist diagrams.

"I can sense that the Yin-Yang Holy Sword is thirsting for holy blood; it is already very hungry!"

The Yin-Yang Saint's voice was cold, and he stood with his hands behind his back.

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter finally soared into the air, and a yin-yang diagram appeared behind them, imprinted in the void like light and lightning, disappearing into the northern horizon in the blink of an eye.

"With both the Holy Son and Holy Daughter appearing, the Holy Body is destined to suffer a calamity!"

"As expected of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the supreme sect in the Central Plains, they seem to be no less than my Holy Son from the Eastern Wilderness!"

The holy son and holy daughter of the Yin-Yang Sect displayed their talents, which amazed everyone and made them all feel the terrifying power of the Central Plains.

Many people left one after another, heading north!

This is a major event, and no one wants to miss it; everyone wants to witness the earth-shattering battle that is about to take place!
It's even possible to witness the fall of the Holy Body!
Finally, five thousand miles away, they spotted Ye Fan and his group in an ordinary, desolate wilderness.

"Ye Fan!"

The Yin-Yang Saint roared, and the Yin-Yang diagram he transformed into severed the path ahead, causing the void to collapse!

"brush!"

With a flash of light, he appeared, blocking the way, his hands behind his back, standing proudly in the void, looking down at Ye Fan and the others, his killing intent permeating the air.

"Ye Fan, no one can save you today!"

The Yin-Yang Saintess arrived with lotus-like steps, a cold smile playing on her lips.

"This Yin-Yang Saint is incredibly powerful. He has achieved oneness with the Dao, and he managed to pursue us like this. Even ordinary Saints couldn't do that!"

Li Heishui was alarmed.

"You've come to kill me?"

Ye Fan remained calm and said indifferently, "Aren't you afraid that Zhang Kun will avenge me in the future?"

"What is Zhang Kun? If I kill you, I'll go and kill him!"

The Yin-Yang Saint Prince gave a disdainful sneer.

Why should the Holy Son intervene?

The Yin-Yang Saintess chuckled lightly and said calmly:

"If Zhang Kun were here, I would kill him right now. Who would be afraid of him then?"

Ye Fan smiled.

"Who wants to kill me?"

Just then, a voice came from the void.

An ordinary-looking young man stepped through the air and calmly gazed at the Yin-Yang Saint Son and Saintess.

(End of this chapter)