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60 km/h! 120 km/h!

180 km/h!

Under Ye Fan's control, the Cullinan, as if it had a soul of its own, fully unleashed its invincible edge.

"Holy shit! This kid's lost his mind!" exclaimed a young man in the black sedan ahead, scared out of his wits.

They had intended to ram Ye Fan severely and kill him by slamming into him head-on, but they didn't expect Ye Fan to suddenly accelerate and counterattack on the spot at the last moment,

The car he was driving was a Volkswagen Passat, worth just over two hundred thousand on the road, and compared to the Rolls-Royce Cullinan, the Passat was like a fragile three-year-old child.

The young man wanted to dodge, but the Cullinan was too fast, and in a flash of lightning, the Cullinan rammed into them head-on.

Boom!!!

As many eyes watched, the Cullinan collided with the Volkswagen Passat ahead with the force of a thunderbolt.

With a loud bang, the driver took a heavy hit and, under the strong inertia, his head slammed hard against the windshield, instantly bleeding from his head.

After crashing into the Passat, Ye Fan turned the steering wheel sharply and rammed it into another black sedan.

In an instant, the Cullinan swept through the six black sedans like an unstoppable force, wrecking all six black sedans. The Cullinan only had its front face smashed in, not affecting normal driving.

"Mr. Ye is too fierce!"

Seeing Ye Fan wreck six black sedans with the Cullinan, the security team at Century Sky City was completely shocked.

The middle-aged man in a dark green robe watching from the shadows frowned when he saw the assassination attempt fail and murmured, "A bunch of good-for-nothings couldn't even kill a greenhorn!"

"Master, the assassination has failed. Should we step in?" asked a young man next to him.

The middle-aged man responded gravely, "The order from above was to kill this kid at all costs. Since these fools failed, it's our turn to step in! Attack now and don't let him escape!"

"Let's go!" the young man shouted as he gestured forcefully.

In the next moment, a large number of men in black emerged from the woods on both sides of Century Sky City.

One man! Ten men!

Thirty men!

In less than a minute, hundreds of men in black burst out from all sides, their presence mighty and intimidating. It was clear to any discerning eye that these people were all trained fighters.

"Where did all these men in black come from? Could they be here to assassinate Mr. Ye?"

Seeing the bad turn of events, the head of the security team immediately pulled the alarm. At the sound of the alarm, a large group of security personnel rushed out from inside Century Sky City.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes in surprise and said, "They're all ancient martial artists? Quite the show of force!"

"Mr. Ye, we'll protect you and get you out of here! You need to hurry and leave!" the lead security captain stepped forward and said.

Ye Fan got out of the car and shook his head, "They're all ancient martial artists; you can't stop them!"

Since moving into Century Sky City, Ye Fan had learned that the security staff there were all ex-special forces soldiers, each with extraordinary skills.

However, each ancient martial artist had surpassed the physical limits of an ordinary person, so even ex-special forces soldiers would have a hard time contending with them.

"What? These people are all ancient martial artists?" Upon hearing this, the security captain's face was filled with shock.

After the shock, the captain said with a grave expression, "No worries, Mr. Ye. It's our duty to protect the safety of the residents. You are the most esteemed resident of Century Sky City, and even if it costs us our lives, we will buy you time to escape. We've got this; you must leave now!"

"Mr. Ye, please withdraw!"

The other security staff all drew out their batons, and there was no fear in their eyes as they faced the men in black, all seriously prepared for battle.

"Thank you! There's no need for unnecessary sacrifice on my behalf!" said Ye Fan, deeply moved.

Tap tap tap tap!

Immediately after, a series of heavy footsteps sounded as a large number of men in black rushed forward and surrounded Ye Fan.

The leader was none other than a middle-aged man dressed in a dark green robe with long hair and a beard, holding a longsword, looking very much like a wandering swordsman from an ancient drama.

Following the middle-aged man was a young man also holding a longsword, looking around twenty-something with an extraordinary aura.

Ye Fan looked directly at the middle-aged man and raised an eyebrow, "Who are you? We don't seem to have any grudges, do we?"

"This humble one is Wu Cangqiong from the East Sea!" the middle-aged man declared his name. Continue reading stories on empire

"Wu Cangqiong? He's actually the Green-shirt Sword God Wu Cangqiong from East Sea?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's honorific, the security personnel of Century Sky City all cried out in alarm.

Ye Fan expressed surprise, "Wu Cangqiong? Is this person very famous in East Sea?"

"Mr. Ye, you actually do not know of Wu Cangqiong?"

The security captain said in shock, "This Wu Cangqiong is the top swordsman of East Sea Swordsmanship, gifted and exceptional. It's rumored that he stepped into the ranks of Martial Arts Grandmasters at the age of twenty and even slew the then number one swordsman of East Sea. Over the years, there have been countless legendary tales about Wu Cangqiong. He seldom takes action, mainly crossing blades with other masters!"

"It's said that no one who has drawn his sword has ever lived to tell the tale because Wu Cangqiong always wears a green robe, thus he is also known as the East Sea Green-shirt Sword God. I had heard about his terrifying combat achievements even before I retired. Now, after so many years, Wu Cangqiong's combat power is no longer what it once was—it must be even more terrifying!"

Having said that, the security captain looked at Wu Cangqiong, who was clad in green, with a face full of reverence.

Just moments ago, they were prepared to defend Ye Fan to the death, but upon learning that the opponent was Wu Cangqiong, they all shuddered with fear, no longer harboring even a trace of confidence to contend against Wu Cangqiong.

"Never would I have imagined that Wu Cangqiong would stoop so low as to come to the Central Plains to assassinate Mr. Ye. Now we are in trouble; even if we all act together, I fear we're no match for Wu Cangqiong!"

"That's certain. How could the Green-shirt Sword God be one to have an empty reputation? Mr. Ye is in danger now!"

The security personnel were as if facing a great enemy; even though they were all retired special forces soldiers, before the absolute strength of the Green-shirt Sword God Wu Cangqiong, they seemed utterly insignificant.

"You're Ye Fan, right?" Wu Cangqiong eyed Ye Fan with disdain.

Ye Fan nodded and said, "Yes, I am indeed Ye Fan! I would like to ask, with no grudges or grievances between us, why have you brought people to assassinate me?"

"You are about to die, no need to ask so many questions!" Wu Cangqiong completely disregarded Ye Fan.

Ye Fan snorted with laughter, "Really? Even if you are the East Sea Green-shirt Sword God, are you so sure you can kill me tonight?"

"Zhi Bao! Kill him!"

Wu Cangqiong's face was cold; he didn't want to waste time with Ye Fan here, so he instructed the young man by his side.

Upon hearing this, the youth said respectfully, "Yes, Master!"

Subsequently, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the youth approached Ye Fan.

"You may end your own life! I do not wish for your blood to stain my sword!" the youth arrogantly declared.

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Seeing the arrogance of master and disciple, Ye Fan snorted disdainfully, "As if you were worthy!"

"Impudent!"

Hearing this, the youth bellowed in rage, and a savage aura suddenly burst forth from within him.

"My God! Is this... Is this the aura of a Martial Arts Grandmaster? This guy is so young and he's already a Martial Arts Grandmaster?"

"What did that guy call Wu Cangqiong just now? Master? Doesn't that make this guy Wu Cangqiong's Direct Disciple? Wu Cangqiong was already freakish enough when he was young; I never imagined his disciple would be just as monstrous!"

"I remember now; this guy's name is Lin Zhibao, he was specially taken in as a Closed-door Disciple by the Green-shirt Sword God Wu Cangqiong three years ago. My goodness, in just three years, Lin Zhibao has already broken through to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, it's truly monstrous! It's said that Lin Zhibao is now the top young figure in the East Sea Martial Arts World!"

The youth Lin Zhibao was so outstanding that many security personnel from Century Sky City recognized him.

On hearing this, Ye Fan said with astonishment, "The top young figure of the East Sea Martial Arts World? Entering the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm at around the age of twenty, indeed, one can be called a genius!"

"Now that you know, won't you end your own life quickly!" Lin Zhibao said with contempt.

Ye Fan smiled playfully, "Though you're a Martial Arts prodigy, it's a pity that in front of me, you're not good enough!"

"Arrogance!" Lin Zhibao shouted angrily upon hearing this.

He had gained fame at a young age and had stepped into the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm even before turning twenty, even more monstrous than his master, Wu Cangqiong, had been at his age.

Who would have thought that Ye Fan would not even consider him a threat.

As the Green-shirt Sword God, Wu Cangqiong directly ordered, "Zhi Bao, do not waste words with him. Act at once, kill him!"

"Yes, Master!"

Having replied, Lin Zhibao, with a malicious look, locked onto Ye Fan and said, "You failed to seize the chance to end your own life. Since that's the case, I shall personally send you on your way!"

"Kill!!!"

When Lin Zhibao's words fell, with a battle cry, he boldly drew his longsword. The longsword, under his control, surged towards Ye Fan like a mighty dragon emerging from the sea.

"It's over!" Seeing Lin Zhibao make his move, Wu Cangqiong coldly stated.

In his eyes, with his Closed-door Disciple Lin Zhibao drawing his sword, there was no chance for Ye Fan to survive.