Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Huayun Sect’s Pride”Huh?” The scar-faced man suddenly revealed a sinister smile. ”Isn’t this Gan Feng, the Ninth Elder’s first Disciple? Brothers, take him down!”

Before he finished speaking, more than ten gleaming blades and swords were already pointed at Gan Feng.

Inside the inn, the tension was palpable, and the air was filled with a chilling Aura.

Gan Feng knew he could no longer hide. He ripped off the cloth on his head and looked coldly at the Ming Cult members surrounding him.

”Since you’ve discovered me, then come on!”

The scar-faced man sneered, ”Gan Feng, he can’t escape! Today is the day he dies!”

The Ming Cult members glared with wide eyes, and the fire of hatred flickered in their eyes.

Each one gnashed their teeth, wishing they could tear Gan Feng apart.

”Take him down!” The scar-faced man gave the order, and the crowd pounced forward like wolves and tigers.

In an instant, the inn was in chaos. Tables and chairs were overturned, and wine pots and porcelain bowls were smashed to pieces.

Wood chips flew everywhere, wine splashed, and the entire main hall was practically a battlefield.

Gan Feng’s eyes were like lightning. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed.

A cold light flashed. The blade flowed like mercury, shimmering with a cold light.

His figure flashed, and he charged towards the nearest enemy like a phantom.

”Clang!” With a loud sound, sparks flew everywhere.

That Ming Cult Disciple hastily raised his sword to meet the attack, but Gan Feng’s sword strike shook his hand numb, forcing him to retreat several steps.

Gan Feng took advantage of the momentum and pressed forward. With a slight flick of his wrist, the blade, like a nimble snake flicking its tongue, bypassed the opponent’s blade and aimed directly at his throat.

In his fright, that person barely dodged by turning sideways, but Gan Feng was already prepared.

He stomped his left foot fiercely, used the force to turn around, and lashed out his right leg like a whip, hitting a table next to him squarely.

With a muffled bang, the tabletop flew out horizontally like a cannonball, smashing heavily into the chest of another pouncing enemy.

That person was unable to dodge in time and was hit so hard that he spat out fresh blood, flying back and hitting the wall.

Gan Feng secretly rejoiced in his heart, but dared not relax in the slightest.

As expected, seeing they had lost two members, the Ming Cult members became even more frenzied.

Some people brandished long sabers, chopping at the surrounding tables, chairs, and benches, and charged towards Gan Feng amidst flying wood chips.

Some people were nimble in figure, weaving through the tables and chairs to launch sneak attacks.

There were also people who secretly hid hidden weapons in their palms, waiting for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow.

This kind of wheel battle tactic truly made Gan Feng struggle to cope!

But he was a Disciple of the Hua Yun Sect, and he absolutely could not surrender to these abominable Ming Cult villains!

”Master, this Disciple will never let you down!” Gan Feng secretly swore in his heart, and the long sword in his hand became even sharper.

Even if he died, he absolutely would not allow these people from the Ming Cult to casually humiliate him!

He seized the opportunity and slashed at a table with his sword. With a ’crack’ sound, the table was split into two, broken wood flew everywhere, repelling the surrounding enemies.

Amidst the flying wood chips, Gan Feng took advantage of the momentum and charged forward. The long sword was like a nimble snake leaving its hole, aiming directly at the throat of a Ming Cult Disciple.

That person hastily retreated, but was tripped by his companion behind him and fell and sat on the ground.

Gan Feng let out a cold laugh, the sword tip turned, and he stabbed straight down.

Just as that person was about to die under the sword, a long saber suddenly arrived horizontally. With a loud ’clang’ sound, it shook Gan Feng’s hand numb, and the long sword almost slipped from his hand.

Gan Feng inwardly cried out ’this is bad’ and hastily retreated several steps.

He was panting heavily, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

The continuous high-intensity fighting had already completely exhausted his physical strength, and his arms were sore and weak.

”No, I can’t fall down!” Gan Feng gritted his teeth. His eyes were like torches as he scanned the surrounding enemies who were eyeing him like tigers, secretly calculating a plan to escape in his heart.

Just at this moment, a Ming Cult Disciple spotted the gap while Gan Feng was blocking an attack from the left and launched a sneak attack from behind, aiming the dagger in his hand directly at Gan Feng’s back.

Gan Feng’s heart tightened. He instinctively wanted to dodge, but his tired body was slow to react.

With a ’shhh’ sound, the dagger slashed through his clothes, leaving a bloody gash on his back.

Intense pain instantly swept over his entire body. Gan Feng couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan, and cold sweat poured out.

Enduring the intense pain, he gritted his teeth and swung his sword back, barely repelling the sneak attacker.

Gan Feng forcibly mobilized the only remaining True Qi in his entire body, preparing to make a final struggle.

Just at this critical moment, a stern shout exploded like a clap of thunder:

”Stop!”

Along with this angry shout, a powerful Aura instantly enveloped the entire inn.

Everyone involuntarily stopped their movements and looked fearfully towards the direction the sound came from.

Only to see a burly-figured old man walked in with powerful strides. His eyes were like lightning, and a formidable presence emanated from all over his body.

Every step he took was as if it had immense power, shaking the ground so much that it trembled slightly.

”Master!” Gan Feng saw clearly who had come and instantly cried tears of joy.

The Ninth Elder’s eyes were like torches. After sweeping his gaze around, they finally landed on Gan Feng.

Seeing his Disciple covered in blood, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, which was immediately replaced by towering rage.

”Who dares injure my Disciple?” The Ninth Elder roared angrily, his voice like a great bell, shaking everyone present’s eardrums until they buzzed.

The Ming Cult members looked at each other in dismay; no one dared to speak up.

The Ninth Elder let out a cold snort and waved his large hand. A surge of powerful True Qi instantly swept across the entire hall.

Those Ming Cult Disciples stumbled and fell like scarecrows, knocked into utter confusion.

”Scram!” The Ninth Elder let out another angry shout.

How could the Ming Cult members dare to stay any longer? They fled the inn in a desperate scramble.

In the blink of an eye, only the Master and Disciple remained inside the large inn.

The Ninth Elder quickly walked to Gan Feng’s side, carefully supported him, and his voice was full of concern: ”Disciple, are you alright?”

Enduring the pain on his back, Gan Feng squeezed out a smile. ”This Disciple is alright. Thank you, Master, for arriving in time.”

The Ninth Elder gently patted Gan Feng’s shoulder and said with satisfaction, ”Good Disciple, your Master is proud of you. It is truly commendable that you were able to hold your own against a crowd and persevere until your Master arrived.”

Hearing his Master’s praise, a warm current surged in Gan Feng’s heart, and all the fatigue and pain seemed to have disappeared.

He was about to speak when a wave of dizziness suddenly struck. His body went limp, and he almost fell down.

The Ninth Elder quickly supported him and said with heartache, ”Silly Disciple, why act tough? Come, let your Master heal your injuries.”

As he spoke, the Ninth Elder carefully helped Gan Feng sit down and circulated his True Qi to heal his injuries.

Following this, the Ninth Elder waved his sleeve and immediately took Gan Feng quickly back to the Hua Yun Sect.

Those subordinates who fled back from the inn in disarray were now standing trembling with fear before Wu Hai.

Inside the Great Hall, the atmosphere was heavy, and even breathing became cautious.

Wu Hai’s face was grim, and a dangerous light flickered in his eyes.

”Reporting, Sir, Gan Feng... Gan Feng was rescued by the Ninth Elder...” A subordinate reported tremblingly, his voice trailing off.

Wu Hai suddenly stood up, and the fire of rage burst forth in his eyes. ”Trash!”

He roared angrily, his voice like thunder piercing the ears. ”You couldn’t even take down one Gan Feng, and you still dare to come back and see me?”

Before he finished speaking, Wu Hai waved his palm, and several sharp bursts of energy shot out through the air.

”Ah!” Screams came one after another. Several unlucky subordinates collapsed and rolled on the ground in pain.