Chapter 102: Yuanling Fruit

Ahead, about thirty people, the leader of this group was a young man in yellow, around twenty-one or twenty-two years old. The young man was quite handsome, but his current demeanor was very indecent, a pair of burning eyes staring at the woman ahead, seeming to emit light.

Opposite them was another group, the Hong family convoy. A woman in a white dress was surrounded in the center, her appearance somewhat similar to Hong Ying, her figure very voluptuous, exuding a cold and aloof aura that involuntarily aroused a desire to possess.

"See that? That's Hong Xue, the great beauty of the Hong family. They say her strength has reached the Ninth Layer of Martial Artist." The Bi family people murmured, occasionally glancing at Hong Xue's charming figure, their eyes growing more fervent.

"Heh, she's indeed a great beauty, but the Yuanling Fruit is not something she can own. This is a pass to the Tongxuan realm."

"The young master has come here through great hardship; we definitely can't let them have it."

The two sides stared at each other, looking like they were about to draw swords and cross bows.

In front of these people, a small green tree bore three green fruits, containing vast energy. The surrounding essence of heaven and earth continuously surged into them, and the time for the fruits to ripen was not far off.

"Xue'er, the Yuanling Fruit is about to ripen. Are you still going to compete with us? How about I give you one later? What do you think?" The leading yellow-clad young man, his possessive eyes constantly sizing up Hong Xue's figure, suddenly smiled.

"Go to hell, you despicable bastards, following us." Unconcealed killing intent stared dead at Bi Jian, Tie Ta clenched his fists and cursed.

"If you want the Yuanling Fruit, have the guts to kill me first." The Hong family convoy, stirred up with anger, cursed repeatedly. Hong Xue was their goddess; they couldn't let them insult her.

Hearing the surrounding curses, Hong Xue's cold face showed no emotion, her gaze occasionally falling on the Yuanling Fruit. If she could obtain it, her chances of breaking through to Tongxuan would greatly increase, and the Hong family's power would also strengthen.

At this moment, Hong Xue suddenly turned her head. When she saw the two figures approaching, she slightly frowned, the coldness on her face dissipating a little, but there was a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

"She must be Hong Xue, right?" Yang Tian noticed the woman opposite and murmured. Then his gaze shifted, sweeping over the unripe Yuanling Fruit in the distance, and the corners of his mouth lifted.

"Looks like it'll ripen in another hour. Lucky me." Yang Tian smiled and walked toward Hong Xue.

"Xiao Ying, didn't I tell you to hide? Why did you come out again?" Hong Xue quickly walked over and scolded Hong Ying, then her beautiful eyes moved to Yang Tian, who had a calm expression. Hong Xue frowned, and the coldness on her face surged again.

"I... I..." Glancing at Hong Xue, Hong Ying stammered, her hands intertwined, not knowing how to answer.

"Heh, what luck today. Both the big and little beauties are here. I didn't expect Bi Jian's romantic fortune to be so deep." With a playful gaze sweeping over the two figures ahead, Bi Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of lewdness, and he smiled.

Upon hearing this, Hong Xue's face turned completely icy. A cold light flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly, "Ill-mannered thing. Do you think bringing a few more guards makes you invincible?"

"Heh, sharp tongue. But I like it. Don't beg for mercy under me later." Bi Jian's eyes suddenly turned cold, he clenched his fist slightly, and sneered.

"Go to hell! Get them, chop them up!" Tie Ta's group was utterly enraged. Their goddess insulted, they couldn't accept it. Over a dozen men howled and charged forward.

"Overreaching. Kill them." Looking at the charging figures, Bi Jian shook his head disdainfully, then his gaze fell on Hong Xue and the others, lewdly saying, "You two, capture Hong Ying. Hong Xue is mine. Don't hurt my little beauty."

With that, Bi Jian's foot stomped heavily, his whole body's energy burst forth, and he dashed toward Hong Xue. On his palm, fierce blood energy roared out, striking toward Hong Xue's body.

"Xiao Ying, be careful." With a somewhat solemn gaze fixed on the incoming palm, Hong Xue instructed, then her figure flickered, surging with vast energy. Her jade-like hands struck fiercely toward Bi Jian's palm.

"Bang..." A low and fierce palm wind clashed, raising dust everywhere. With the loud noise, Bi Jian's arm bent slightly, and he retreated half a step.

In contrast, Hong Xue's figure did not move at all. In the initial exchange, she gained the upper hand. Then her figure flickered, not giving Bi Jian a moment to breathe, her jade hand attacking forward.

As they fought for a while, two figures rushed over from the distance, surrounding Yang Tian and the other. One of them, a red-faced big man, looked at Hong Ying's petite figure, the heat in his eyes growing stronger.

"Haha, little beauty, what are you afraid of? Big brother knows how to cherish the fair." Noticing a hint of panic in Hong Ying's eyes, the red-faced man leered, as if looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, his heart trembling with excitement.

"Yang Tian, run quickly..." Hong Ying's face turned pale, she stumbled back a few steps, tugged at Yang Tian's clothes, and said nervously.

"Don't be afraid, leave it to me." Patting Hong Ying's trembling body, Yang Tian's eyes flashed with coldness. She was just a girl of fifteen or sixteen.

"Haha, so the Third Miss of the Hong family has taken a lover outside. Not simple at all." The red-faced man glanced at Yang Tian, his expression turning unpleasant, and spoke sarcastically.

"You... you're talking nonsense..." Hong Ying's face flushed with shame and anger, she pointed at the red-faced man, anger surging in her eyes.

"Nonsense? She says I'm talking nonsense." The red-faced man sneered at the other man, then his gaze fell on Yang Tian, and he said with a strange smile, "Little beast, you dare touch my woman? Die!"

Fierce energy surged. A red copper long blade appeared in the red-faced man's hand. Infused with his blood energy, the entire blade suddenly flew out, cutting through layers of vacuum, slashing toward Yang Tian's head.

"Brother Yang Tian, get behind me!" Hong Ying hurriedly activated the energy within her, and at the same time, a green short sword appeared in her hand. Just then, a hand grasped Hong Ying's arm, and a light laugh said, "Little girl, leave it to me."

Just as Hong Ying was startled, her eyes suddenly widened. She saw Yang Tian actually reaching out with his bare palm to grab the long blade slashing through the air. Hong Ying couldn't help but close her eyes.

"This kid thinks he's a fierce beast..." Seeing this, the red-faced man sneered coldly, but looking at Yang Tian's calm expression, a chill suddenly surged in his heart.

"Is this kid looking for death?" In the distance, many people saw this scene, and many sneered. Wang Mo's eyes were full of schadenfreude. He thought that Yang Tian's severe injury last time might have damaged his brain.

"Idiot." Hong Xue struck Bi Jian back with a palm, and as she was about to rush forward to rescue, her cold and beautiful face suddenly froze. Many others also froze.

"Crack, crack..." A bare palm grasped a peak blood weapon in midair. Cracks appeared on the entire blade, rapidly spreading across the whole blade.

Pieces of iron fell clattering. The whole scene shook!