Chapter 53: Escape!

  "Thank you for saving our daughter's life." Lan Er's parents came before Xiao Fang and knelt down.

  "Hurry up and get up." Xiao Fang helped the two of them up, then smiled and patted Lan's little head, "Lan is really too cute, I took a liking to her at first sight. I hope you'll treat her well in the future and let her grow up carefree."

  "Yes, we will." The couple hugged their little daughter tightly and said: "Thank you, benefactor, thank you, benefactor."

  Xiao Fan chuckled and said: "I told you, no need to be polite." He then asked: "Are you people from this city?"

  "My name is Lin Cheng, I live in Tiandu City. This time I came to Yangcheng to visit my relatives, just thinking of going back, but encountered this group of rascals. Fortunately, there was a kind-hearted person who helped me, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable." The young scholar sighed and said.

  "Who were those people just now? Do you know?" asked Xiao Fan.

  "That group of people, I only know the leader, who is Yang Wei, the most notorious young master in this city. He is the only son of the city lord and has been doing all sorts of evil deeds every day, provoking public outrage." Lin Cheng said.

  "Oh, right, I've heard of him," Xiaofan muttered to himself, "I didn't expect this guy to be the son of the city lord, looks like the trouble is a bit bigger than expected."

  "Hurry up and leave, if you're late, you might not be able to get out of here. Here's some traveling expenses, take it with you on the road." Xiao Fan said while handing over a small bag of gold coins to Lin Cheng.

  "No, no need, we have enough on us." Lin Cheng hastily declined.

  "Wait here for a moment." Xiao Fan didn't push and pull with them, but instead flashed away in an instant. A moment later, he saw Xiao Fan riding back on a precious horse.

  "This is a thousand-mile horse that can travel a thousand miles in a day. You can ride it away immediately, don't decline, I'm doing this not for you, but for Lan'er." said Xiao Fan.

  "Many thanks to you, kind sir." Lin Cheng, though only a scholar, was also a straightforward person. He took the reins and said: "Kind sir, please forgive me, I haven't asked for your esteemed name yet."

  "Hehe, my name is Xiao Fan. We'll meet again if fate permits." Xiao Fan chuckled and patted Lan'er's little head: "Lan'er be good, go back and listen to your dad and mom, okay?"

  "Uh-huh, Lan'er knows, thank you big brother." Lan'er nodded obediently.

  "Let's go."

  "Yes."

  At this time, Lin Cheng and his family quickly mounted their horses and left Yang City.

  Xiao Fan then stood there for a while, sighed after a long time, and muttered to himself: "First go get the flying knife, and then hurry up and leave. The master of one city, Mad, this trouble seems to be a bit big."

  He was once the first young master of Xuanshan City, and he knew in his heart that it would be easy for a city lord to kill an ordinary cultivator. He had just started cultivating and hadn't become arrogant enough to confront a city lord yet.

  At this moment, Xiao Fan gathered his playful mind and walked quickly towards the blacksmith's shop.

  At this moment, in the Yangcheng City Lord's Mansion, City Lord Yang Tong saw that his own son had been cut off an arm and suddenly became furious.

  "How dare you, who is it that dares to hurt my child."

  Yang Tong, the lord of Yangcheng, was a majestic middle-aged man with an aura of dominance. When he got angry, his subordinates would all tremble and kneel down, not daring to utter a word in response.

  "Who is it?" Yang Tong grabbed one of the followers of Yang Wei and asked coldly.

  "Ah, Lord of the City, it's... we don't know either..." That person was so scared that he almost cried out loud, thinking to himself how miserable his life was. On the road, he was scared half to death by that meddling good-for-nothing, and after sending the big boss back home, he still got scolded by the Lord of the City. It would be better if he just fainted."

  Yang Tong looked majestic and powerful, with a pale face and no beard. When he got angry, his aura was intimidating, and his black hair danced in the windless air, making people tremble with fear. At this moment, his face revealed a cold light, as if he were a lion ready to pounce on its prey.

  "Tell me the whole process without missing a single word, remember, not one word less, nor one word more!" Yang Tong said coldly.

  "Yes, that's how it happened." The stuttering servant spoke with a stammer, but still managed to recount the entire event from start to finish without leaving out a single detail to Yang Tongcheng.

  "What's your name?" After hearing the young master's words, Yang Tong's face was calm, but everyone could feel that there was a flame burning in his heart.

  "Little Qin Cong," said Niangzi.

  "I'll give you a team of men, go and bring the person back to me." Yang Tong's face showed no expression, coldly saying to Qin Cong.

  "Yes." At this point, his life was no longer in his own hands. How could Qin Cong refuse? Moreover, he also wanted to take revenge on Xiao Fan, and happily led the way to capture Xiao Fan personally.

  "Order, Yang Jian leads a team of Blood Guards to follow Qin Cong to catch people." Yang Tong coldly shouted.

  "Yes." A man in a blood-stained robe walked in from outside the door, named Yang Jian, one of Yang Tong's personal guards, with a cultivation level at the later stage of the Condensing Spirit Realm.

  "Let's go." Yang Jian dragged Qin Cong away directly.

  Xiao Fan naturally did not know that Yang Tongcheng had already sent a late-stage Jingshen realm expert to lead a large team of cavalry to hunt him down, and at this moment he had returned to the blacksmith's shop.

  "Boss, how is it? Is my stuff ready?" Xiao Fan asked as soon as he entered.

  "Alright, here are the ten Xuan Tie flying knives, made according to your requirements. We're even now." The boss handed the ten Xuan Tie flying knives over to Xiao Fan.

  "Alright, thank you."

  Receiving the flying knives, Xiao Fan was overjoyed. With these ten Xuan Tie flying knives, he would be able to exhibit the power of 'Six Gods' even more strongly.

  After cultivating up to now, Xiao Fan's most powerful trump card is still the 'Six Gods' Sword'. Although he obtained the inheritance of San Jue Shang Ren, he only cultivated the "Hunyuan Holy Heart Technique", as for other techniques, he hasn't had time to cultivate them yet.

  "Later on, what good materials can be used to continue exchanging for purchases?" Xiaofan was about to leave when the middle-aged man, who seemed honest and simple-minded, looked at him with a sly smile.

  "Alright." Xiao Fan replied, but in his heart he was thinking: What kind of material wouldn't be brought here? Do they think I'm an idiot? However, it's true that equipment refinement is a lucrative business. It seems like I should learn about refining equipment and elixirs as side jobs to increase my income.

  Xiao Fan left the blacksmith's shop and directly left Yang City. However, he hadn't gone far when he was caught up by Yang Jian and his men.

  "Yang Tongling, it's him, it's really him." From far away, Qin Cong pointed at Xiao Fan and shouted loudly.

  "It was this kid after all." Yang Jian sneered and suddenly jumped off his horse, flying through the air towards Xiao Fan.

  "Kid, surrender quietly and spare yourself the suffering." Yang Jianling stood in front of Xiao Fang, sneering as he spoke.

  Xiao Fan looked back at the team of people following behind, a look of regret on his face. If he had known earlier, he would have left Yangcheng earlier. Now it seemed that there was indeed danger.

  "What's up with this? Brother, we don't seem to know each other. You've got the wrong person, haven't you?" Xiao Fan forced a smile on his face and said to Yang Jian.

  "It's you, I didn't mistake, it's you who ruined Big Brother." Qin Cong and the others had already caught up.

  "Alright, that's it." Seeing this, Xiao Fang spread his hands, pointed his toes and leaped into the air, quickly fleeing to the right.

  "Can you run?" Yang Jian sneered, flying through the air, and slapped a palm towards Xiao Fan from afar. His palm was gathering a crimson glow, as if a vortex was spinning, and a crimson palm print tore through the void, slapping towards Xiao Fan.

  "Ma De, a master of the Concentrated Spirit Realm, is shameless!" Xiao Fan cursed loudly and threw out a flying knife with his hand, then continued to run forward.

  "...Clang!" This was an ordinary flying dagger that had yet to touch the crimson palm print, but was melted by the crimson flames it carried.

  "A mere ordinary sword, how can it break my Crimson Flame Palm?" Yang Jian sneered and continued to chase after him.

  Xiao Fan coldly smiled as he continued to run, simultaneously throwing out two flying knives. One of the flying knives flew towards the crimson palm print, while the other flying knife shot towards Yang Jian who was flying through the air.

  "...hit..." The flying knife touched the palm print at this time, was burned by the red flame, but did not melt.

  At this time, Xiao Fang, who was running, stopped and shouted with his hands clasped together: "Yu!"

  Spiritual power poured out, the 'Six Spirits Overlord Knife' technique was unleashed, and in an instant, the Xuan Iron Flying Knife's power greatly increased, actually blocking that crimson palm print.

  Another flying knife made of dark iron suddenly accelerated towards Yang Jian, swift as lightning, and flashed past in an instant. When it reappeared, it was already right in front of Yang Jian.

  "Whoa!" Yang Jian's consciousness flashed by, and he subconsciously dodged to the side, only feeling a chill on his left arm, with a splash of fresh blood already flying out.

  "Bastard!" Seeing that he was actually injured by this insignificant ant, Yang Jian suddenly became furious and slapped another palm at Xiao Fan.

  However, at this moment, he did not think that the flying knife that had injured him would automatically fly back, swift as lightning and powerful as a mountain, shooting towards him.

  "What kind of flying knife is this? It can actually turn corners." Yang Jian was puzzled, but before he had time to think about it, he slapped a palm towards the flying knife.

  Yang Jian was extremely fast, but the flying knife's speed was even faster. It dodged his hands while slashing around him.

  At the same time, another dark iron flying knife flew over, and the two flying knives shot towards him simultaneously.

  "Good fellow, what a swift speed!" Yang Jian only felt dizzy and if he wasn't careful, he would be shot by the flying knife. However, his speed couldn't catch up with that of the flying knife.

  Others in the arena saw two flying knives circling Yang Jian, chopping at him. Yang Jian's palms transformed into countless palm prints, trying to slap the flying knives away.

  "Cough, I didn't see it wrong, this guy's strength is just a single product of the Departed Ordinary, right? He can actually block Yang Da Tongling." Qin Cong felt his little heart beating thump thump.

  "It's just a small trick." At this time, Yang Jian let out a cold hum, his whole body shook, and a bright red glow spread from inside his body, forming a protective aura that enveloped him entirely, making it impossible for the flying knives to break through the shield.

  Yang Jian was shocked again, and the two Xuan Tie flying knives were shaken off by him. When he turned around to look at Xiao Fan, he saw that Xiao Fan had already run out a thousand meters away.

  "Hey kid, can you run? Chase me!" With a cold laugh, Yang Jianling sprinted towards Xiao Fan.

  At this moment, Xiao Fang suddenly burst out laughing and shot a flying knife. Immediately after, his speed was extremely fast, and he stepped on the flying knife with one foot. His entire body, along with the flying knife, transformed into a stream of light and disappeared from sight. Even Yang Jian, as a powerful cultivator in the later stages of the Condensing Spirit Realm, couldn't catch up even if he wanted to.

  "This kid is supposed to have only the strength of a single Departed One, how can he still wield the Flying Sword?"

  A group of people stared blankly in the direction where Xiao Fan had left. The characteristic was that