Creation of the Universe

I heard from this person that he saw Shen Yunli with his own eyes when King Jinning returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors.

This means that this group of people are from Jinning, and except for a few people in Jinning who are relatively nice to Shen Yunli, everyone else can only be considered an enemy.

Therefore, her first reaction was to tense up and be ready to go. It didn't make sense that she was so lucky to meet such a kind person.

The other party is obviously not.

The green-shirted young man on horseback turned his head for the first time and looked at Shen Yunli seriously, then nodded slightly and said, "He really looks like a descendant of the Shen family."

"Why are you here? According to the schedule, you should be in Yingtian to attend the Yiwu Alliance!"

The next sentence was asked to Shen Yunli.

Shen Yunli didn't know this cold and arrogant man. At the same time, the hairs all over her body were already standing on end, as if every inch of her skin was sending her danger signals.

"You got the wrong person."

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Han Fei walked forward and stood in front of Shen Yunli. At the same time, he used his left hand hidden behind his back to signal Shen Yunli that if the situation was not good, she should find an opportunity to escape.

On the way here, the two mentioned the topic of using gestures to communicate, in case it comes in handy in some special situations. Unexpectedly, they actually used it this time.

The young man in green shirt glanced at Han Fei with an arrogant and annoying expression.

He said in a deep voice: "I don't like to be disturbed when I'm talking to others. Do you understand?"

"Oh, what a coincidence! I don't like being harassed when I'm drinking chicken soup. Do you know any etiquette?"

Unexpectedly, Han Fei retorted directly without any politeness. Even though the situation showed that the Green Shirt Young Master had an absolute advantage, it did not prevent him from responding with a tough attitude.

Several men following behind the Green Shirt Young Master put their hands on the hilts of their swords. Their eyes were sharp as they swung the knives at Han Fei.

As long as their master gave the order, they would pounce on him without hesitation and chop the arrogant boy into meat paste.

Fortunately, the young man in green regarded Han Fei's offense as an ignorant provocation of a country bumpkin. He was proud of his noble status and was unwilling to bother with such a nobody.

"Shen Yunli, you don't have anyone from the Jinning Palace with you. I can infer that you are acting on your own and your intentions are unclear. Therefore, it is necessary to take you back and hand you over to the Jinning Prince for your fate. Do you have anything to say?"

"Didn't I tell you? You got the wrong person!"

Han Fei said angrily: "A living person, you just take him away? Who do you think you are to say such big words!

If you want to do anything to her, you have to see if I agree first!"

Han Fei, who was ignored by the Green Shirt Young Master, became extremely impatient.

But his words caused the group to burst into laughter, as if he had said something very stupid and ridiculous.

"You ask who I am?"

The young man in green shirt raised his head and replied, "Wang Tianqing, the chief disciple of Beiyi Sect!"

"I don't care whether you're from the North First or North Second Sect. How can we let you have the final say in this world?"

Seeing that Han Fei still refused to buy his advice even after he revealed his identity, Wang Tianqing immediately lost his patience.

He immediately ordered: "Take Shen Yunli away. Anyone who dares to obstruct will be killed without mercy!"

Seven men responded at the same time and rushed into the dilapidated house holding Beiyimen's standard long swords.

Han Fei used the Xuan Yang Zheng Qi Jue, blocking the entrance alone. With a thought, half of the tiles on the broken roof fell off and flew straight towards these people.

There was a tinkling sound for a moment, and Han Fei shouted to Shen Yunli behind him: "Hurry up and leave!"

He is a young man with great ambition, but at this moment he must assess the situation and see clearly the gap in strength between himself and the other party. Letting Shen Yunli leave here as soon as possible is his only choice at the moment.

Not to mention that these disciples of Beiyi Sect are quite skilled, the two middle-aged men who are obviously of higher status in the sect have not yet made a move.

But the truly terrifying one was the green-shirted young man sitting on horseback with a haughty look in his eyes. This man's cultivation was far above everyone present. Even if Han Fei fought bravely, he could not make up for this obvious gap in strength.

At this critical moment, Shen Yunli hesitated.

Han Fei had said before that if he encountered an enemy far stronger than himself in the future, he would let Shen Yunli run away quickly and he would stay to delay the enemy. This was exactly the situation he described.

But Shen Yunli, who is kind-hearted by nature, would find it difficult to abandon her companions and live alone. Even if she survives in this way, she will definitely have an indelible knot in her heart in the future.

The North First Sect disciple used sword energy to deflect the flying tiles and was about to rush forward again, but saw Han Fei gathering his strength. Anyone who intended to break in and capture Shen Yunli would be repelled by his tyrannical force.

After three charges, none of the North First Sect disciples succeeded in getting within five feet of Han Fei.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a loud noise exploded in Han Fei's ears. He immediately felt the sky shaking and the earth trembling, and his body was about to fall.

He suddenly discovered that two figures were attacking from the left and right. They were the two middle-aged men who had not been in a hurry to attack before.

"You bold little thief, you dare to challenge our Beiyi Sect? Are you tired of living?"

A loud voice like thunder poured into Han Fei's eardrums, and he felt like he was hit by a club unexpectedly. He knelt on one knee, staggering, and barely managed to hold up his body and not fall down.

But the murderous intent was already coming from the front, and if he didn't respond quickly, he would be beheaded.

At the critical moment, a graceful figure flashed out from behind Han Fei, holding a light and slender sword in her hand, swinging back and forth between the two middle-aged men. It seemed soft and powerless, but in fact it fully unleashed the fierce sword energy.

The middle-aged man on the left didn't take it seriously at all. Relying on his advantage, he still rushed head-on into the interwoven sword net in front of him. As a result, the next moment he felt a sharp pain all over his body, and his clothes were torn with dozens of bloody holes.

Blood flowed out of these wounds. Although each wound was shallow, it was still very deterrent.

Seeing this, the companion on the right did not dare to move forward rashly. Instead, he stopped in time to keep a distance, and then looked at Shen Yunli again with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Didn't I tell you to leave? Why are you still hanging around here?"

Han Fei did not thank Shen Yunli for her help, but instead blamed her in a bad temper.

Shen Yunli replied: "What will you do if I leave? You are my brother's friend, I can't leave you behind."

"Shen Zhan and I are not friends. I just promised him to protect you. I, Han Fei, always keep my word. Do you want me to break my promise in front of your brother?"

Han Fei argued stubbornly.