Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2041: Chapter 2042: Brilliant, That’s the Perfect Comeback! (Part 3)

This phrase seemed familiar, but at this moment Ye Kongming couldn’t afford to think about it.

His heart was practically bleeding.

You should know that as a young man, he loved only two things, one was the treasured sword, the other was the starship giant carriage.

This giant carriage was built at great cost, and it was only delivered two days ago, and today was its first outing to show off.

Only to find that this giant carriage would meet such a tragic fate.

It lasted only a few days before ending up like this.

Just when Ye Kongming was about to cry without tears, a voice as cold as ice came from that starship.

"What did you just say?"

With the voice, a man wearing a gray robe, with long gray hair, and even grayish glowing pupils stepped down from the starship.

This man’s appearance seemed ordinary, but when he stood before everyone, he emanated a chill that seemed to seep into their bones.

Ye Kongming froze.

The man tilted his head and looked at him a few times, then his grayish lips gradually lifted into a wicked and indescribable smile.

"Were you the one cursing me just now?"

Ye Kongming shivered, a thick expression of horror surfacing in his eyes.

This terror was such that he couldn’t even speak.

And the entire scene fell into a terrifying silence.

In the distance, Xue An, within the starship, also had a flash of light in his eyes, and he softly said, "So it’s him! This will be trouble for the old man who washes swords."

"Husband, who is that little gray man? Is he very powerful?"

Xue An nodded, "Very powerful. In fact, if ranked purely by Sword Dao cultivation, this person would definitely be in the top ten across the multiverse, but his eccentric nature causes him to miss the rankings repeatedly."

It was not just Xue An; many present recognized this man at first sight, and the atmosphere in the field instantly became extremely oppressive.

Many timid people even quietly backed away, fearing any interaction with this demon.

"Hmm?" The man raised his eyebrows, "You’re not going to speak?"

With that, he was about to step forward.

At this moment, Ye Bufan suddenly appeared in front of his own grandson, bowing deeply to the ground, "Ye Bufan, paying respects to Evil Sword Sovereign Feng Ziming senior. The child is ignorant; I hope Senior Feng will forgive him!"

That’s right!

This man, exuding a faint gray aura from head to toe, was the notorious Evil Sword Sovereign, Feng Ziming, known throughout the multiverse.

Speaking of Feng Ziming, he is someone that makes anyone feel a headache at the mention of his name.

Because he is inherently wicked and unruly, never following moral codes, acting solely based on his moods.

Thus, he is also called Crazy Ming.

Yet, despite this persona, his Sword Dao cultivation is extremely profound.

It’s unexpected he came this time.

Compared to this demon star, the old man who washes swords was nothing, let alone Ye Kongming.

So, to save his grandson’s life, the old man who washes swords couldn’t care about saving face, respectfully bowing to Feng Ziming, only hoping he would spare the child.

The whole scene was silent enough to hear Ye Kongming’s rapid breathing.

This profligate young man was finally experiencing what fear was, standing there ashen-faced, trembling all over.

Feng Ziming did not respond but coldly watched the deeply bowing old man with a slight cold smile.

"I was wondering who had such audacity; turns out it was a descendant of the Ye family, no wonder you’re so arrogant!"

Upon hearing this, cold sweat densely beaded on Ye Bufan’s forehead.

For the words clearly hinted no intention of sparing his grandson.

So, he could only grit his teeth, look up with a fawning smile, and say, "Senior Feng is really too polite. The child is ignorant; with your status, why bother meeting him on the same level?"

Feng Ziming let out a cold laugh, then turned to look at the already shattered giant carriage.

"This giant carriage is yours!"

"Yes!"

"Then why did you intentionally place it on the road I was to pass, tell me, were you doing it deliberately to oppose me?"

As Feng Ziming spoke, his face was extremely sinister, and the dangerous glow flickered in his gray eyes.

Hearing this, the Ye grandfather and grandson were dumbfounded.

What kind of logic is this?

Clearly, it was he who smashed the giant carriage, yet he’s now twisting the story, questioning why they placed the giant carriage in his path.

Where in the world is there such logic?

It was not just them; even the spectators wore utterly bewildered expressions.

This was truly an expression that Feng Ziming had driven to its extremes; people couldn’t even think of how to refute it.

"Speechless by my questioning, huh?" Feng Ziming laughed coldly a few times, then arrogantly said,

"Now I give you two choices: the first is to let me kill your grandson, the second is to kneel and apologize, beg me for forgiveness, or don’t blame me for being rude."

Ye Kongming finally realized where that familiar feeling had come from.

Wasn’t Feng Ziming’s line the same one he had just used on the Wine Sword Immortal?

Unexpectedly, karma returned so swiftly upon him.

The face of the old man who washes swords, Ye Bufan, already bore a touch of anger at this moment.

This was indeed pushing people too far.

Though his strength was not as great as Feng Ziming’s, it didn’t mean he could be humiliated like this.

If he cowered now, he might as well not continue in the multiverse hereafter.

Feng Ziming noticed the anger in Ye Bufan’s eyes, his face showing a hint of anticipation.

He just loved this feeling of driving someone to the brink of eruption.

Especially after the other erupts and he cuts them down with a single sword, giving him a great sense of accomplishment.

But just as this fight seemed imminent.

Suddenly.

Several sword lights flew out from the Sword Palace Sector, arriving above everyone in the blink of an eye.

As the brilliance dispersed, leading them was surprisingly a woman dressed as a youth, with her hair tied up.

Upon her appearance, the whole scene instantly quieted down.

Because people recognized her identity from the clothes she wore.

Embroidered on the garment front of her chest and abdomen were three small swords.

These three small swords signified that she was a Three-Sword Ranger under the Jian Sect.

It’s known that under the Jian Sect, there were eight rangers, except for one whose true face remained unseen since creation, the Rangers of Seeking Evil. The other seven rangers were ranked according to their Sword Dao cultivation level.

Starting from the lowest, the Eight-Sword Apostles, to the highest, the Double-Sword of the Sky.

Yet this woman was a Three-Sword Ranger, indicating her strength was undoubtedly extraordinary.

Upon seeing this woman, An Yan in the starship couldn’t help but exclaim softly, "Husband, isn’t this the Miss Jian ZaiXin we met previously in the Abyss?"

Xue An smiled, "Indeed! It’s her!"