Chapter 262 Crisis of Life and Death

The moment Ye Fan turned around and prepared to evacuate, the air around him suddenly became extremely heavy, as if an invisible pressure was enveloping him. The sense of oppression made him feel alarmed and he realized that something was wrong. At this moment, several figures walked out of the darkness, carrying a powerful aura, approaching silently like a cunning cheetah.

"You are so bold to stir up trouble here." A voice came from the shadows, low and majestic, echoing in Ye Fan's ears. As the voice sounded, an old man in a dark robe came out, holding a whisk in his hand, with a stern face and a sharp gaze, revealing an unparalleled momentum. His face was full of traces of time, his white hair was still upright, and he exuded an aura of majesty without anger.

"Are you Ye Fan, the one who caused trouble in the Blood Blade Sect?" The old man smiled slightly, but with a hint of sarcasm, "I didn't expect that this little outer disciple would dare to be so presumptuous in our Blood Blade Sect's territory."

Ye Fan was shocked and knew that he was in trouble. He suppressed the panic in his heart and responded calmly: "Who are you? I am just here to teach you a lesson. You don't have to be too nervous."

The old man chuckled, his tone full of disdain: "Lessons? Do you know who I am?" He waved his hand lightly, and the air around him instantly became extremely solemn, as if the heaven and earth were suppressed by it.

"I am the elder of the Blood Knife Sect, Gu Wudao. Today is the day when your life will end." Gu Wudao's voice was like thunder, deafening, making Ye Fan feel deeply threatened.

"I'm not afraid of you!" Although Ye Fan felt fear in his heart, he still tried not to show it. He used his spiritual power and prepared to resist. He knew that he could not retreat at this time. Facing the enemy's coercion, he had to show his determination and strength.

Gu Wudao seemed to be irritated by Ye Fan's momentum, his face darkened: "Do you think you can escape?" Before he finished speaking, he shook the whisk in his hand lightly, and suddenly an invisible force of energy attacked Ye Fan.

"Come on!" Ye Fan roared, using all his spiritual power, and his fists were ready to go. He knew that he couldn't be afraid at this time, and he had to go all out.

As the momentum of the two collided, Ye Fan's fist collided with the qi, making a deafening sound. However, the power of Gu Wudao's attack far exceeded Ye Fan's expectations. He immediately felt a violent shock and flew backwards.

"Cough!" Ye Fan groaned, feeling a sweet and fishy taste in his throat, and blood gushed out. He looked up unwillingly and looked at Gu Wudao, his heart filled with despair and anger.

"Is this your strength?" Gu Wudao sneered and walked slowly towards him, with the contempt on his face becoming more and more obvious.

"Don't be complacent, I will never give up easily!" Ye Fan roared, trying to stand firm, gritting his teeth in his heart. He knew that he was facing a life-and-death crisis and could not give up.

At this moment, the air around him suddenly seemed to stagnate, like invisible threads, focusing all attention on Ye Fan. His breathing became more and more rapid, and he felt the invisible pressure pressing on his heart like a huge rock.

"It seems that you still don't know whether to live or die." Gu Wudao's voice was like a whisper from hell, which made Ye Fan feel cold in his heart.

At the critical moment of life and death, suddenly, a beautiful figure descended from the sky, shining like a ray of light, breaking the dullness of it all. Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and he saw that familiar figure, it was his beautiful master - Ling Shuang.

"Stop!" Ling Shuang's voice was like a breeze blowing on the face, with irresistible majesty, instantly attracting everyone's attention. Her robe fluttered in the wind, like a goddess descending to earth, revealing an unparalleled aura.

"Master, you are here!" Ye Fan felt a little warm and his heart was filled with strength. He immediately realized that he was not alone and someone would stand up for him.

Gu Wudao was slightly stunned, then smiled coldly: "Little girl, you dare to interfere in this matter?"

Ling Shuang disagreed and said calmly: "Today, I must protect my disciple. If you dare to attack him again, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Oh? You still dare to fight with me?" Gu Wudao raised his eyebrows, with an amusement look on his face, as if he was watching a farce.

"I have no intention of fighting with you, but if you force me, I will not show mercy." Ling Shuang's eyes were firm and she was fearless.

The atmosphere between the two of them instantly became tense, and the Blood Blade Sect disciples around them felt an invisible sense of oppression, and even breathing became difficult. Ling Shuang exuded a powerful aura, and it seemed that at this moment, her presence made the entire space tremble.

Ye Fan secretly rejoiced in his heart that the master in front of him was indeed not simple. Her aura and strength were far beyond his imagination. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and prepared to watch the battle from the side.

"Since you want to protect him, then come and try my strength!" Gu Wudao showed provocation, and the air around him suddenly became hot, as if the air was burning.

Ling Shuang smiled slightly, and raised her fingertips lightly. The surrounding space suddenly condensed into a force, as bright as stars, "Then please try my strength!"

Then, Ling Shuang's figure flashed, and she turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Gu Wudao. Her movements were like the light flashing in the wind, light and fast, making the onlookers dazzled.

Gu Wudao's eyes narrowed, he reacted quickly, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly mobilized his spiritual power to resist.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the two collided with each other, and the whole world shook. The powerful spiritual power surged, instantly raising a gust of wind, stirring up the surrounding dust and causing sand and rocks to fly.

Ye Fan witnessed all this from the side. He was not only shocked, but also deeply moved. He thought to himself: "Master's strength is indeed terrifying. It turns out that I have never understood how powerful she is."

"Is this your master?" Gu Wudao was shocked back in an instant, his expression suddenly changed, the contempt he had before was no longer on his face, replaced by astonishment and vigilance.

Ling Shuang did not give him a chance to breathe, and took the opportunity to attack again, like a violent storm, continuously, directly approaching Gu Wudao. Each of her moves contained profound skills, like a landslide and tsunami, unstoppable.

"Stand back!" Gu Wudao was shocked and angry. The whisk in his hand turned into a beam of light and struck forward, trying to block Ling Shuang's attack.

"I won't give you a chance!" Ling Shuang's voice sounded coldly, and she continued her attack. Her spiritual power surged like a tide, heading straight for Gu Wudao.

In the battle between the strong men, Ye Fan felt an unprecedented shock, his heart was excited, as if he was being pulled to climb upwards.

The battle intensified, and the surrounding world seemed to be shaken by their power. The air was filled with fluctuations of spiritual power and strong energy. The contest between the two strong men was as shocking as thunder, and everyone held their breath and concentrated.

Ye Fan watched silently from the side, thinking about the battle in his heart, trying to draw strength from it. Every move of Ling Shuang was elegant and domineering, as if she was the master of this world.

Accompanied by Ling Shuang, Ye Fan set out on the road back to Tianxing Sect. The night sky was dotted with stars, as if paving a glorious road for their return. After the battle just now, Ye Fan's mood became more determined, and he was full of expectations for future cultivation.

"Master, I would like to ask you for more martial arts in the coming days." Ye Fan looked up at Ling Shuang, his eyes flashing with determination. He realized that although his strength had improved, he still looked immature in the world of cultivation where there were so many strong people.

Ling Shuang smiled slightly, with some relief in her eyes: "You have indeed made rapid progress during this period, but the road to becoming a strong person is not smooth sailing, and you need to go through countless challenges and hardships."

"I understand." Ye Fan nodded solemnly, and secretly made up his mind that he must work hard to become stronger. He thought of the fight with Gu Wudao just now, and a little excitement arose in his heart. The duel between the strong was really a rare experience.

The two walked along the path towards the sect. The night around them was quiet and beautiful, and occasionally a few night birds chirped, as if singing for their return. However, Ye Fan felt a little uneasy in his heart. Lina's tragic death still lingered in his mind, constantly reminding him of the cruelty and ruthlessness of this world.

"Master, about Lina..." Ye Fan opened his mouth, wanting to ask more about her, but before he could finish his words, Ling Shuang interrupted him.

"We will deal with this matter, but there is no need to mention it now. You should focus on your own cultivation. Strengthening yourself is the most important thing." There was a hint of determination in Ling Shuang's tone. Her eyes were as deep as stars, and she seemed to be able to see through Ye Fan's hesitation.

"I understand." Ye Fan sighed slightly, thinking to himself that he really could not immerse himself in the shadow of the past anymore, he had to look forward, and only by becoming stronger could he protect the people he cared about.