In Ye Fan's opinion, this breathtaking beauty might have looked celestial, but her temper was far too explosive.
"I didn't harm them, so why should I just surrender?" he said. "Instead of wasting time hassling me, you should go to the scene and investigate the truth for yourselves!"
"Hmph! Once we've captured you, the truth will naturally come to light!" the woman retorted.
Ye Fan knew they were beyond reason, utterly convinced he was the murderer. With no other choice, he shrugged. "In that case, let our blades decide the truth!"
He immediately drew the Yuanhong Sword and launched his attack.
"Pure Yang Power!"
"This is bad! Everyone, get back!" the woman shouted in shock.
But it was too late. A sandstorm began to swirl as a wave of potent True Yuan, infused with Gang Qi, swept forward. It passed through the group, sending several of them flying before they crashed heavily onto the sand.
If Ye Fan hadn't held back, they would already be dead.
