Ming Zhitian shook his head as if he were ignorant and unaware, "I haven't seen enough."
Yan Ran Qingcheng slapped him. Ming Zhitian quickly came to his senses and took a step back, "What are you doing?"
Yan Ran Qingcheng said, "I'll kill you so you can see enough."
Ming Zhitian was stunned, "What kind of logic is this? Killing me will let me see enough?"
Yan Ran Qingcheng said, "I'll kill you first, and after you die, I'll bury you next to my grave. Then, when I die, I'll be buried next to you, so you can see enough, won't that be good?"
Ming Zhitian quickly waved his hands, "Please, don't. It's not necessary. I haven't lived enough."
Ming Zhitian got back to the point, "Your injury... it's healed? And there's no scar. Let me see you."
Seeing Ming Zhitian come over and directly touch her, Yan Ran Qingcheng took a step back, cold and merciless, "Scram."
Ming Zhitian dared not offend. Yan Ran Qingcheng thought of something, "You said you were being pursued because you killed over a hundred Law Guards?"
Ming Zhitian nodded, "Yes."
"Did you kill them all at once?"
Ming Zhitian continued to nod, "Yes."
"Yan Ran Qingcheng said bluntly, "I don't believe you. With your cultivation at the fifth level of the Fengtian Realm, no matter how heaven-defying you are, you couldn't possibly face over a hundred Law Guards of the Fengtian Realm and still have the upper hand to counter-kill them. So, are you trying to fool me?"
Ming Zhitian waved his hand, "I have my own unique techniques. Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Yan Ran Qingcheng took the divine bow from her back, took out a Sky-Piercing Arrow, and then drew the bowstring, "Then let me test you with an arrow."
Ming Zhitian looked up at the front. This arrow was not simple. Not to mention that the bow had long surpassed the category of Star-grade magical artifacts, just this Sky-Piercing Arrow alone had reached the Profound grade!
In comparison, the Royal-grade magical artifact that Ming Zhitian wore on his hand was truly insignificant.
Yan Ran Qingcheng used a taunt, "Do you dare to take it?"
Ming Zhitian stepped forward, "What is there to fear? Bring it on, or rather, bring the arrow."
"Swoosh! Whoosh~!........"
The Sky-Piercing Arrow, accompanied by a whistling sound, struck!
Ming Zhitian unleashed the cold radiance from his fists and then blasted them out fiercely!
Fist and arrow collided like two iron bulls, the shockwave reaching the surrounding rock walls, causing stones to roll.
"Crack~!..........."
The Cold Iron Gauntlets, the Royal-grade magical artifact on Ming Zhitian's hands, were cracking at a visible speed.
Suddenly, with a "bang... clink!" sound, the Cold Iron Gauntlets shattered into pieces, falling to the ground.
Ming Zhitian spun, his bare hands grasping the arrow shaft, and flung it back!
The Sky-Piercing Arrow flew towards Yan Ran Qingcheng at extreme speed. She reached out her jade-like palm, and the Sky-Piercing Arrow actually stopped obediently in mid-air before being retrieved by her.
Magical artifacts do not harm their own masters. Ming Zhitian witnessed this today.
Yan Ran Qingcheng nodded in satisfaction, "My Sky-Piercing Arrow paired with the Mo Li Divine Bow, once shot, cannot be escaped within a hundred miles. Even someone at the first level of the Awakening Realm would not dare to block it, yet you blocked it with a single move? I believe you now."
Ming Zhitian, with his magical artifact destroyed, had a displeased expression, "Believe what?"
Yan Ran Qingcheng smiled charmingly, "Heh, of course, I believe you can shake a hundred Law Guards by yourself."
Ming Zhitian said, "And then? You destroyed my beloved magical artifact."
Yan Ran Qingcheng said, "It's just a Royal-grade magical artifact, isn't it? I'll compensate you."
Ming Zhitian shook his head, picked up the shattered pieces of the Cold Iron Gauntlets from the ground, and put them into his storage bag. Then, he brought out the more than a hundred Star-grade magical artifacts one by one, "What do you know? This was left to me by my Master Sheng. It holds great significance. Even if it were a low-grade magical artifact, I would still treasure it."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know..." Yan Ran Qingcheng apologized sincerely, "I really didn't know it was that important to you."
Ming Zhitian waved his hand and then put away the Star-grade magical artifact halberds from the ground, "Forget it. It seems fate doesn't want me to use it anymore. Let the Cold Iron Gauntlets remain as a memento."