C25 No reason

"Alright, as long as you agree!" Long Aotian was like an old child, constantly rubbing his hands together as he said excitedly.

However, at this moment, an angry voice sounded, "I don't agree!"

The owner of this voice was Chen Yufan. While this father and son were talking, Chen Yufan had already appeared on top of the Chen family building, and soundlessly appeared behind old man Long Aotian. His eyes were staring straight at Long Aotian's back, and he did not seem to like this old man who was related to him by blood.

He did not like it, no matter how many years it had been since the Taiwanese love story, or how much he wanted to set his future course in the panic he felt today. I don't like it very much. That expression, that kind of anger, seemed to burst out from Chen Suifeng's eyes, as if he was looking at his own youth.

However, what surprised the father and son even more was Chen Yufan's sudden appearance here. Long Aotian's cultivation in the Martial Dao and Chen Suifeng's cultivation in the Martial Dao were not low at all. Aside from the top Grand Master in the mortal world, they were also experts that stood above the Nine Grade at the peak of the Martial Arts.

But today, this unexpected scene seemed very sudden. The two pairs of father, son, and grandson faced each other in a triangle, but there was no kinship or expression in their eyes. It was just that they were silent, and even when they were silent, their frowns were very similar, as if they were all drawn out from the same mold.

Finally, the one who broke the silence was old man Long Aotian, he quietly stared, this was the first time he was looking carefully at his own grandson, using the most sorrowful tone of his life, he asked: "Why not?"

This was naturally why he wasn't willing to go back to receive Long Sect. Chen Yufan didn't even know what Long Sect were. Even though they were very powerful, they didn't belong to him, and he didn't know what he would encounter after taking over the Long Sect. He only liked his current life.

However, he did not say this kind of thought. He only said lightly, "Those are all very good. Unfortunately, I don't like them!"

Chen Yufan's simple reply made old man Long Aotian feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his entire body had an indescribable chill, maybe it was from this child's body, or maybe it was from his cold and detached words.

Long Aotian was a little sad. His originally straight back and confident expression was instantly broken, and for a moment, it seemed as if he had aged countless of years. He silently sighed, and said: "One hundred years of old hatred, another hundred years, a hundred years!" His words lacked the domineering air of a king and contained the melancholy of many of his ancestors.

Chen Suifeng naturally knew his regret, but his eyes faintly narrowed as he thought in his heart: What did you do forty years ago? It was too late to regret it now.

It was easy for Chen Yufan to control his father's complicated feelings. There was heartache, there was hatred, and there was even a hint of sadness. However, before he felt this feeling, he also felt waves of killing intent approaching him. It was a powerful sword intent that emanated from between his brows.

Actually, from the moment Chen Yufan entered the room, he could already feel the existence of the other party. Like a shadow, it could attack at any time and kill at any time. After hearing his words, that aura which was intentionally maintaining a calm state began to tremble, wanting to make a move.

A sword suddenly appeared in front of Chen Yufan, the sword light glinting with an extremely cold killing intent.

Chen Suifeng immediately reacted, and berated: "Impudent!" However, the speed of the black shadow was too fast, so fast that even Chen Suifeng was unable to keep up with its tempo. However, the black shadow's speed was simply too fast, so fast that even Chen Suifeng was unable to keep up with its tempo.

Chen Suifeng berated: "Old bastard, are you crazy?"

's face was still smiling, the strand of sword intent was like a swordsman, deeply engraved in his heart. This was the first time Chen Yufan had made a move since coming back from the Carefree Secret Cave, and the shock was like a lingering echo.

His strong fingers easily touched the other party's sword, but the sword intent that the other party was emitting was like mud flowing into the sea, unable to cause any damage to Chen Yufan. In that split-second, his finger trembled slightly. With a clang, the long sword was broken into several pieces. They fell to the ground and pierced straight through the wooden board, carving on it.

Chen Yufan extended out his left hand, which was as sharp as a dragon's claw, and used the Azure Dragon Absorbing Water, immediately sucking in the black coloured body over, pressing his five fingers fiercely onto his face. The shadow didn't even have a chance to breathe due to the strength of a non-human.

"Assassin in Nine Grade?" Chen Yufan let out a cold laugh, as if he was mocking or ridiculing his.

Even Long Aotian and Chen Suifeng were stunned. Chen Suifeng only knew that his son had changed after that night, but he never thought that he would actually be able to so casually take down an assassin with Nine Grade. With regards to martial arts cultivation, he would be an absolute expert when it came to Nine Grade.

Furthermore, the sword intent of the figure just now was too strong, even Chen Suifeng himself felt that he would not be able to escape unscathed if he lost the initiative, but Chen Yufan had done it, and he still had the power to kill.

In this hundred year cave's life, and Li Xiaoyao practiced martial arts only while playing chess. With this kind of old monster giving him fodder, he would naturally be able to produce a little monster. Furthermore, in the later stages of the century, even someone as close to the Jindan Stage as Li Xiaoyao did not dare to fight against him in close combat. This kid's Nine Transformations of the Dragon God was just too abnormal.

Therefore, in the end, Li Xiaoyao gave up. With a perverted defense, breaking through a higher level would have no effect. Even an expert close to the Aurous Core stage would not be able to touch him, much less a Nine Grade cultivator. Nine Grade was still a modern saying. In the ancient times, Nine Grade were not ranked at all. Only when one reached the yellow level, which was the Grandmaster level, would one be able to reach the threshold of martial arts.

Chen Yufan's brazen actions had triggered a surge of blood vessels in his body. The blood of the dragon race surged in all directions in his body, completely different from the usual Chen Yufan. He opened his palm wide, like a dragon claw, it firmly held onto the shadow's face, as though he could freely crush this head. A trace of a cold smile flashed across his handsome face.

This caused Long Aotian and Long Aotian to be extremely shocked, what kind of existence was this Shadow Assassin? A strong assassin in Nine Grade with unparalleled Sword Intent, even if the Grand Master in the world were to meet with his sudden unprepared attack, they would still be slightly flustered. However, Chen Yufan was still calm, he was already calm.

Under Li Xiaoyao's perverted attacks, Chen Yufan was similarly calm and collected, let alone this unconventional assassin. The corners of his mouth slowly raised up, revealing a murderous look, but he was mostly angry. Long Aotian hurriedly took two steps back, wanting to stop Chen Yufan's next fierce action. With an anxious voice, he shouted, "Yufan, don't!"

Chen Yufan smiled as he shook his head: "No what?"

"Don't kill him!" Long Aotian immediately said, but after hearing this, he knew that this grandson who was related to him by blood could no longer return to his ancestral grandson's side. They were as close as a normal grandfather and it would be even more difficult for him to take over Long Sect.

Chen Yufan's smile never stopped from beginning to end as he said in a very, very light tone of voice: "But he wants to kill me?"