C539 The Man in White Clothes

When the man named Wen Hwa heard Yun Fan's words, his face darkened and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"Compensation? What a joke! Do I need to discuss something that I want with you? Even if this was Gu Yang. Besides, who do you think you are to talk to me?" The aura around Wen Hwa's body was released slightly, causing the temperature of the surrounding air to plummet. His words could be said to have not left any face for Yun Fan and the others.

His words also secretly shocked the surrounding crowd. Although they knew that he was the young sect master of the Devil Strategy Sect, his tone was too overbearing. In the eyes of the crowd, his attitude was somewhat arrogant.

"How tyrannical! Only the heirs of great sects have the nerve to say such a thing."

"He's not as simple as the young sect master of the Devil Strategy Sect. He was trained by the Devil Strategy Sect as the foundation to suppress the sect. In the past, he had never moved around in the world, so not many people knew about him, but his talent and strength are comparable to that of the Honolulu Fourth Young Master."

"That's too awful."

When the surrounding people heard Wen Hwa's domineering speech, it also caused some discussions. These discussions also revealed some of Wen Hwa's secret information.

It could be compared to the Honolulu Fourth Young Master and be regarded as an existence that suppressed the foundation of the sect. No matter who heard these two points, they would be shocked.

However, this kind of existence was facing Yun Fan and the others. Soong Chengfeng and Suen Yi were already frightened by Wen Hwa's origin, but Yun Fan did not care about what she said.

"If I was still in the Astral Realm, I might have been intimidated. Unfortunately, I am already in the Energy Shaping Realm. No matter how talented he is, his combat strength is still lacking. I just didn't expect him to be so arrogant. Compared to him, what I have said and done in the past is nothing at all." Yun Fan looked at Wen Hwa and narrowed his eyes as he thought to himself.

"This man is really too arrogant and despotic." Lee Zhuohua frowned as he looked at Wen Hwa. In his heart, he also felt a little disgusted with the young man in front of him.

However, since their group was led by Yun Fan, he naturally wouldn't interfere. Otherwise, with Lee Zhuohua's personality, it didn't matter if you were a hidden genius or the inheritor of a large sect, he would beat you up first.

"Humph, what big words you have there. Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?" Yun Fan coldly snorted. With a snort, his smile slowly faded, and his face also gradually turned cold as he mocked.

At the same time, the aura on his body shook slightly and scattered the aura that Wen Hwa had released.

When the surrounding people saw this scene, their hearts were filled with surprise. They did not know Yun Fan's true cultivation level, so they thought that he was also here to participate in the Sandalwood Book Will. Judging from the current situation, it was obvious that he was going to attack. Everyone retreated slightly, giving the people in the middle some space.

"It's not up to you to be arrogant or not. It's up to you. Although your Qian Yuan Academy is above the three of us, it doesn't mean that your younger generation is above the disciples of the three great realms as well. Today, I will let you know what it means to say that there is always someone better than you." Wen Hwa felt his aura being dispersed by Yun Fan, and the dangerous light in his eyes became even more intense. He said in a cold voice, and everyone around him felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Arrogant." At this moment, Yun Fan was also provoked by Wen Hwa, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous light.

"Hu..."

An autumn wind blew between the two of them, bringing with it a whirlpool that swept up the withered leaves in the courtyard and floated them into the distance.

It was now late autumn, and in a few more days, winter would arrive. However, even though winter hadn't arrived yet, the killing intent of late autumn was extremely thick.

Combined with the sharp voice that was coming from the center of the room, the atmosphere here was extremely tense.

"Looks like we still can't avoid fighting." Lee Zhuohua looked at the two of them who were ready to fight and felt that there was no way he could avoid fighting with this group of people.

He elbowed Soong and Soong Chengfeng, who were frightened, and pulled their attention back. If Yun Fan wanted to fight with Wen Hwa, then Lee Zhuohua and the rest naturally could not sit idle. The other party also had four companions, and those four companions would be left to Lee Zhuohua and the other two.

"After the fight between the two of them, we'll have to deal with the four of them. But we don't know exactly how strong they are yet, so be careful later. Also, with the Sandalwood Book Will coming up soon, these people around us will be our opponents. Remember to conserve your strength." After Lee Zhuohua analyzed the current situation, he spoke to Soong Chengfeng in a low voice.

The two of them also knew the seriousness of the matter. They calmed their minds and focused their attention on the four people standing behind Wen Hwa.

The two sides, nine men in total, began to confront each other. Although the auras on both sides were beginning to rise, no one moved first. It was as if they were all waiting for an opportunity.

"Plop."

Someone in the crowd swallowed, but no one paid any attention to him, because everyone's attention was on the nine people in the center, and everyone could feel the tension of a battle about to break out.

Just when the tense atmosphere was slowly brewing.

"Eh? What's going on here? There are so many people gathered here." A gentle voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.

The crowd looked strangely at the person who made the sound, only to see a young man dressed in white, with his hair tied up in a high bun, and who looked like a young man. He pushed open the crowd of onlookers from the outside and walked over.

Yun Fan and Wen Hwa had already locked their Qi on each other and were ready to attack at any time, but at the same time, because of the sound, their minds relaxed.

"Hmm?"

"Who is it?"

The two of them frowned slightly as they looked at the figure in white who was walking over.

"Hmm?" Lee Zhuohua was also puzzled. He couldn't understand who had suddenly come out to cause trouble.

Following their gaze, they saw the man in white. His hair was tied up in a bun and he was wearing a white robe. Even the boots on his feet were white, but the inner lining of the robe was dark red.

When one looked at his face again, one would see a pair of green eyebrows that were full of heroic spirit lying across a pair of somewhat gentle eyes. His straight nose was clean without the slightest impurity, especially his slightly moist lips, which made one unable to believe that this was something that a man had.

Such a face looked handsome to them, but there was a hint of tenderness hidden in the heroic spirit. He was a man, yet he looked so pretty. It was a bit strange.

"Let me borrow you. Let me pass." This outrageously handsome man passed through the crowd and came to Lee Zhuohua's side.

However, everyone's eyes were fixed on this person. No one could figure out who this person was and why he had suddenly appeared here to cause trouble.

"So fresh?" After Lee Zhuohua saw the man's face, he felt that the man was outrageously beautiful. Even Zyun Hujingze could not compare to the man in front of him in terms of beauty.

If Zyun Hujingze was beautiful, then the white-robed man's face was gentler, as if there was a trace of feminine aura that did not belong to a man.

Who the hell was this man? Even a fool could tell that a fight was taking place here, but this man was disturbing the entrance, completely disturbing everyone's mind.