Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

The group left the secret realm with the Water Dragon inheritance. As soon as they stepped out of the secret realm, they were greeted by a cold wind. The surrounding scenery gradually changed from the fantastic blue crystal to the dark and deep forest. Suddenly, there was a fierce sound of metal clashing in front of them, accompanied by deafening shouts and screams.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, and his expression instantly became serious. He winked at Jin Buke and Zhong Ling'er, signaling everyone to stop and move forward cautiously. Jiang Shuiling raised both hands slightly, and the water element spiritual power quickly condensed. A thin water curtain quietly rose, hiding the aura of the four people.

"It looks like someone is fighting, and the situation is not good." Jin Buke whispered, staring ahead. His sword was already unsheathed, emitting a sharp, cold light.

"Let's go take a look." Lin Fan said resolutely, quickening his pace and heading straight for the direction of the fight. They had just received the inheritance of the water dragon, so they were naturally not afraid of any enemy. More importantly, they would never stand idly by when someone needed help.

Several people quickly approached the source of the sound. Lin Fan's eyes passed through the dense trees and saw the scene in front of him clearly. In an open space, a young monk was besieged by several hostile monks in black. The young monk was covered in blood, but his eyes still flashed with a determined light. He tried his best to swing the long sword in his hand to resist the opponent's attack. However, the black monks were numerous and murderous. They were obviously strictly trained and pressed forward step by step, not giving him a chance to breathe.

Lin Fan's eyes turned cold, and he raised the Qiankun Axe in his hand fiercely, and his spiritual power quickly gathered on the axe blade. Without any hesitation, he shook his wrist, and the axe blade cut through the sky, like a dazzling golden light shooting out, fiercely slashing at several black-robed monks.

"Boom!" The axe blade swept across, tearing the air with might. Before the black monks could react, they were shocked by the residual force of the axe blade and retreated repeatedly, their bodies unstable. Two of them were directly knocked out and fell heavily to the ground, instantly losing their combat effectiveness.

"Who dares to ruin the good deeds of our Yan State!" The remaining few black-robed monks cried out in shock, their faces showing horror. They obviously did not expect that someone would suddenly intervene, and that the person would be so powerful.

Lin Fan ignored them, and in a flash, he appeared beside the young monk, protecting him. At the same time, Zhong Ling'er and Jiang Shuiling also took action quickly. Silver light flashed in Zhong Ling'er's hand, and several runes quickly took shape, turning into silver light blades, shooting towards the black-robed monk.

"Talisman! Be careful!" one of the black-robed monks shouted, but it was too late. Zhong Ling'er's rune light blade was swift and accurate, directly blocking their retreat and hitting the joints of several people, leaving them unable to fight anymore.

Jiang Shuiling raised her hands, and water flowed out from her palms, turning into several water arrows, accurately hitting the weapons of the remaining black-robed monks, knocking their weapons off their hands. The black-robed monks were immediately shocked, they did not expect these people to be so fierce, and there was no chance of dragging their feet.

Seeing that the situation was not good, these black-robed monks looked at each other, quickly turned around, and fled deep into the forest, obviously not wanting to fight with Lin Fan and others anymore.

"These people run fast." Jin Buke sneered, and his figure flashed, and the whole person turned into a sword light, chasing after the fleeing black monks like a gust of wind. His body movements were extremely swift, and he caught up with these killers in almost an instant.

"Prepare to die!" Jin Buke growled, and swung his sword like lightning. The sword light was extremely sharp and directly hit the black-robed monk in front. The sword tip penetrated the opponent's body protection spiritual power and was instantly fatal.

His swordsmanship was precise and sharp, and every strike was a deadly attack, without any unnecessary movements. Within a few breaths, all the black-robed monks were killed by his swordsmanship, and fell to the ground, dead. This was exactly the killer swordsmanship he was best at, swift and decisive.

Jin Buke put away his sword and stood up, took a cold look at the corpse on the ground, then turned around and returned to Lin Fan and the others.

"It's solved. They'll never have a chance to escape and report." Jin Buke's tone was filled with cold murderous intent. The light of his sword was still flashing on the tip of the sword, as if the battle just now was just a small episode.

At this time, the young monk leaned weakly against a big tree, breathing rapidly and looking pale, but his eyes still shone with an unyielding light. He barely raised his head and looked at Lin Fan and the others, his tone full of gratitude: "Thank you all for saving me. I am Ye Wuhen. I will remember your kindness in my heart."

Lin Fan glanced at him and saw that although he was covered in wounds, he looked resolute, and was obviously a tough guy who would not succumb to fate. He took a step forward, put away the Qiankun Axe in his hand, and said calmly: "It's okay, it's just a piece of cake. Why are you being chased by these people?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuhen's eyes flashed with a bitter smile. He struggled to stand up straight, bowed to Lin Fan, and then said, "These people are assassins sent by the Yan State. I refused to work for them, so they chased me here."

"Killers from Yan State?" Zhong Ling'er frowned, a trace of disgust in her eyes, "Yan State's actions are indeed despicable. They actually sent killers to hunt down a person who refused to serve."

Jiang Shuiling's eyes also flashed a hint of coldness, and she said softly: "I can see that you don't want to associate with the Yan Kingdom. You must be a cultivator with backbone."

Ye Wuhen nodded and said with a wry smile: "The Yan State is a powerful country that has forced many cultivators to work for it. I really don't want to be associated with them, so they regard me as a traitor and send killers to hunt me down." When he said this, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, but more of it was determination and indomitable spirit.

Lin Fan nodded, and he despised the evil deeds of Yan State even more. He looked at Ye Wuhen and said in a deep voice: "Since we have a common enemy, why don't we go together? We are preparing to go to the direction of Yan State. If you are willing, you can join us and fight against the powerful enemy together."

Ye Wuhen's eyes lit up, and then he showed gratitude: "Ye is willing to join and fight against the powerful enemy together! If there is a chance to avenge this great hatred, Ye will do it at all costs!"

Lin Fan smiled slightly and nodded, "Okay, in that case, from now on, we are companions. Don't worry, as long as we are here, the assassins of Yan State will not dare to bully you easily."

Jin Buke also showed a heroic smile and patted Ye Wuhen on the shoulder: "You came at the right time. We just need more help along the way. Don't worry, as long as you are willing, those guys in Yan will pay the price for their evil deeds sooner or later."

Jiang Shuiling looked at Ye Wuhen, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle voice: "Heal your wounds first, we will have more important battles that require you later."

Zhong Ling'er took out a few healing runes from her bosom and handed them to Ye Wuhen: "These runes can help you recover your spiritual power and injuries. You can use them first. You're welcome."

Ye Wuhen took the rune, his eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you everyone." He put the rune on his body and immediately felt a warm power seeping into his body. His spiritual power gradually recovered and his injuries were slowly healing.