Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

Chapter 145 Illegitimate Child? ! !

And to be more precise, the man known as An Wuhen by the world should actually be called Huangfu Wuhen, and behind this complicated relationship are countless unknown stories.

Huangfu Ji took a deep breath, turned around with a serious expression, and shouted to the disciples behind him: "Disciples, listen up! Close the door quickly and make full defensive preparations!

Huangfu Yu looked at her brother with a worried look on her face.

She asked softly, "Brother, can we...really resist him?"

Huangfu Yu has followed Huangfu Ji since she was a child, and has heard of all kinds of rumors in the martial arts world.

As for An Wuhen, she had only seen a few words about him in the family genealogy, but just those few records were enough to make people feel his powerful strength and ruthless methods.

The reason why An Wuhen's identity was guessed was entirely because he looked somewhat similar to Huangfu Yi.

Huangfu Ji noticed his sister's worry, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, little sister. No matter what, today's battle is unavoidable. How can we retreat in the face of danger? Even if the enemy is strong and we are weak, we must fight with all our might!"

His eyes were extremely resolute, as if burning with an unyielding flame.

An Wuhen was wrapped in rolling black mist and came roaring like a black whirlwind. His speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

As he gradually approached, his arrogant laughter became more and more clearly heard by everyone, like a sharp sword piercing people's hearts.

In the blink of an eye, An Wuhen had already reached the sky above Lianlan Gate. He suddenly stopped, hovering in the air like a ferocious black eagle, looking down from above.

Then, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Huangfu clan, today, I'm finally back! Hahahahahaha... Today is the day when your Huangfu family will be destroyed!"

An Wuhen's eyes were as sharp as torches. After a quick scan, he immediately locked onto the particularly conspicuous and outstanding figure in the crowd - it was Huangfu Ji.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a ferocious smile, and asked, "Are you Huangfu Ji?"

At this moment, Huangfu Ji looked directly at An Wuhen without any fear, his chest straight, and he answered in a loud voice: "It's me."

An Wuhen pondered in his heart. Peng Shiyan had mentioned this person's appearance to him before, so the person in front of him must be the one he was talking about.

Huangfu Ji suddenly pulled his right hand, and the sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed, flashing with a cold light.

Then, he gathered his energy with his feet, and his body rose into the air, flying like a flash of lightning to where he was standing opposite An Wuhen.

Huangfu Ji shouted: "Huangfu Wuhen!!"

An Wuhen couldn't help but sneer and said mockingly, "Huangfu Wuhen? Humph, it seems you already know about my past. However, as the younger generation, you should respectfully address me as Ancestor when you see me!"

When An Wuhen heard this name, he felt ashamed, as it reminded him that he was an ignominious illegitimate child.

"Who is he? How could he cause such a commotion?" a young disciple asked curiously.

"Why does he call himself the ancestor?" another disciple asked in a low voice.

"No way? It is said that countless people have died in Lianyi City in recent days, all because of him! This is too terrible!" Another person interrupted in horror.

For a moment, the crowd was talking about it, and all kinds of speculations and rumors were heard.

During the discussion, a sharp gaze swept across everyone like lightning.

Huangfu Yu's eyebrows were raised, her beautiful eyes were filled with sternness, and she shouted coldly, "Everyone, be quiet! Strengthen your vigilance!"

Those disciples who were originally whispering and chattering were instantly silent.

They knew very well how powerful Huangfu Yu was, and dared not disobey her in the slightest. They all shut their mouths and stopped talking.

The whole scene suddenly became silent, with only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves.

An Wuhen snorted gloomily, "Hmph, think of all the evil deeds the Huangfu clan inflicted on me back then. Today, I will make you pay double for it!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hands and a thick black mist like ink rolled out from behind him, like a ferocious beast, pouncing towards the disciples of Lianlan Sect with bared fangs and claws.

Huangfu Ji was shocked when he saw this, but he immediately reacted, his eyes widened with anger, and he shouted: "Everyone defend!"

His figure flashed and turned into a stream of light, rushing straight towards An Wuhen. The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and a sharp sword energy stabbed straight at the opponent.

After hearing the order from their leader, the disciples of Lianlan Sect did not dare to be negligent at all and began to use the defensive skills they had practiced hard in their daily lives.

For a moment, the colorless internal forces intertwined together to form a solid shield, trying to resist the menacing black fog.

The black fog seemed to have endless power. After a brief pause, it suddenly crashed into the shield with an overwhelming force.

There was a loud "bang" and the shield shattered instantly, turning into starlight and dissipating in the air.

The black fog took advantage of the situation and rushed straight into the crowd as if it was in an empty space.

Many disciples had no time to dodge and were swept away by the black fog. They fell to the ground screaming.

Some disciples vomited blood and were seriously injured; some disciples fainted and their life or death was unknown.

What’s even more terrifying is that the internal energy of the Lianlan Sect disciples is completely useless in the face of this black fog.

The palm winds, sword energy and other attacks they launched with all their strength disappeared without a trace as soon as they came into contact with the black fog, and were unable to cause any damage to it at all.

On the contrary, the black mist could easily penetrate the internal protection and bring fatal blows to the disciples.

Huangfu Yu was extremely anxious. She took out the bell and shook it "ding ding dang dang". The sound turned into a wall of light that temporarily stopped the black fog from advancing.

An Wuhen's figure seemed to blend into the ink and disappeared from Huangfu Ji's sight in an instant.

In a flash, he appeared a hundred meters away and snorted coldly, "A mere trifle."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, as if summoning endless dark power. Thicker and more massive black fog surged like a tide, almost swallowing up the entire world.

Faced with this sudden change, Huangfu Ji couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

He originally thought that the strength he had accumulated over the years was enough to deal with any challenge, but now he found that the opponent was much more difficult than he had imagined.

The feeling of frustration that surged from deep within his heart made him feel a little helpless for a moment.

But he soon adjusted his mentality, and his eyes flashed with an indomitable light, like two burning flames, particularly dazzling in the dark world.

Huangfu Ji took a deep breath and concentrated all the strength in his body on his right hand. The long sword in his hand emitted a dazzling cold light, and it seemed that even the air was cut by its sharpness.

Immediately afterwards, Huangfu Ji moved and rushed towards where An Wuhen was like an arrow.

Seeing this, a trace of disdain flashed across An Wuhen's face. He stood there motionless. When Huangfu Ji was about to get close to him, a black halo appeared around him.

The long sword in Huangfu Ji's hand shot out like lightning, stabbing straight at the mysterious halo.

When the tip of the sword touched the halo, there was a crisp collision sound, as if the sword hit extremely hard steel, sparks flying.

Huangfu Ji opened his eyes wide, shouted loudly, and a surge of powerful internal energy burst out from his body.

This internal force was like a flood that broke through a dam, rushing towards the black halo with overwhelming force.

There was a loud bang, and the halo finally couldn't withstand such a huge impact force and shattered in an instant.

At this moment, Huangfu Ji seized the opportunity when An Wuhen was briefly distracted.

He flashed and approached An Wuhen like a ghost. He swung the sword in his hand, and a cold light flashed, accurately cutting a deep gash on An Wuhen's arm.

An Wuhen was caught off guard and suffered a severe blow. He couldn't help but let out a painful roar.

In an instant, the originally calm black fog around suddenly became agitated.