On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

"Eighth Sister!"

Ye Fan let out a roar, his eyes instantly becoming bloodshot!

His blood nearly ignited: "You're going to die!"

Ye Zhengrong drew his sword from the altar behind him, unleashing all his inner strength as he slashed at the head of the man in black!

"Hmm? You can practice martial arts now?"

It was the surprised voice of an old man.

He immediately shook his head with amusement: "So what? You're going to die today!"

He raised his hand and snapped it shut!

A powerful force struck, and Ye Fan's body flew uncontrollably, his neck falling into the masked old man's hand!

Hold on tight!

A mocking glint flashed in his aged eyes: "You can die now!"

Just as he was about to crush Ye Fan's throat, he was stopped by a force!

The next second, his pupils dilated suddenly, and his expression was one of utter terror!

"How is that possible!"

The old man's voice was filled with deep terror!

The power within him was rapidly dissipating! His cultivation level was also plummeting!

In just a few breaths, he actually dropped from a second-level Martial Emperor to a ninth-level Martial King, a drop of a whole major realm!

"What did you do to me, you brat?"

The old man screamed.

He kicked Ye Fan in the chest, drew his sword, and retreated in terror!

"daughter!"

Upon seeing this, Shen Hong let out a piercing scream and rushed over like a madwoman.

"Eighth Miss!"

Wang Danian roared, and the other armored soldiers in the Duke's mansion rushed over, wielding powerful crossbows and surrounding the hall, firing bolts at them. The old man turned around and unleashed a sword strike, his figure flashing as he soared into the air.

Blood completely stained Shen Murong's chest!

"It's alright, Rong'er, you'll be alright..." Shen Hong knelt on the ground, frantically channeling her inner energy into Shen Murong's body.

"Eighth Sister!"

Ye Fan trembled all over, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes turned bloodshot!

This wasn't fear; it was extreme anger, utter rage! A sign of a massive adrenaline surge!

"Wang Danian! Get me the hemostatic medicine, quick!"

"Your Highness! You've arrived!"

Wang Danian rushed in, opened a wooden box, and handed over a large amount of healing and hemostatic medicine, but it was completely useless!

A sword pierces the heart, destroying it; even a god couldn't save it.

"I've grown up, now it's my turn to protect you..."

The promise made half an hour ago!

The thought kept echoing in Ye Fan's mind: "No, there must be another way! I've got it! I can save Eighth Sister! Those 108 stone tablets contain medical techniques, including the Thirteen Ghost Needles!"

"Heal the sick and bring the dead back to life! Even if their hearts are severed, they can be saved!"

Ye Fan recalled the inscription on the stone tablet.

It reached for the wooden box that Wang Danian had brought over!

He took out a silver needle pouch, opened it, and took a look!

Dozens of silver needles appeared before Ye Fan. He took out the silver needles and continuously aimed them at Shen Murong's body. When the seventh silver needle fell, it was arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper in her acupoints.

Buzz! A surge of blood energy burst forth from Shen Murong's body.

"Mother! Xiaofan!"

Shen Murong called out softly.

"daughter!"

"Eighth Sister!"

Shen Hong and Ye Fan were incredibly excited, while Wang Danian was completely stunned. The Eighth Miss had been pierced through the heart by a Sword Emperor, her heart meridian severed, yet she had actually survived?

"You bunch of roughnecks, get out! All of you, get out!"

Hua Nongyu and Hua Nongyue began to drive the people out and closed the door.

"All of you, guard the hall! If anyone dares to let a fly in, I'll break their legs!" Wang Danian roared.

Ye Fan continued to administer acupuncture to save the person.

When all thirteen silver needles were inserted into Shen Murong's body, her breathing stabilized completely, and the wound in her heart stopped bleeding! Her breathing gradually became rapid!

"Xiao Fan, when did you learn medicine?"

Shen Hong was shocked after confirming that Shen Murong had escaped death.

Ye Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and he did not answer.

He gritted his teeth, his heart burning with immense rage!

He underestimated his enemies! He thought that as long as he was strong, plus the 800,000 troops under Eighth Sister's command, those people would be hesitant to act against him!

It now appears that his enemies sense the danger and want to kill him outright!

With Ye Fan's current strength, let alone a Martial Emperor, he could kill even a Martial King!

"Ninth Aunt, keep a close eye on Eighth Sister! Don't touch those silver needles!"

Ye Fan left behind a single sentence.

He ran straight back to his room!

"Now that I've shed my status as a Celestial Vein user, I'm allowed to practice martial arts!"

"However, with our current strength, we are far from being able to protect ourselves!"

"High-level martial arts practitioners are definitely a threat to me. What happened to Eighth Sister must never be repeated!"

Ye Fan's eyes could kill!

He stared intently at the Xuan paper on the table!

A few seconds later, he took out a charcoal pencil, sharpened it with a dagger, and quickly drew on the paper.

An hour later, Ye Fan was covered in sweat, but he was still looking at the blueprints in front of him with excitement.

The Chaos Cauldron asked curiously, "Master, what is this?"

Ye Fan sneered: "In the world I lived through once, this thing was called the Equalizer of All Beings!"

"You can also call it—Barrett!"

"King Wu? Emperor Wu?"

"Could I withstand a Barrett shot with my bare body?"

Ye Fan's face was icy as he drew another batch of blueprints.

It wasn't until evening that Wang Danian emerged from his room. Kneeling at the gate, he and dozens of others, carrying thorns on their backs, kowtowed: "Your Highness! It was our dereliction of duty that allowed the assassins to infiltrate the palace! Please punish us, Your Highness!"

Ye Fan stared at Wang Danian; this man's loyalty was beyond question.

"How is my eighth sister?"

"The doctor came and examined me. It's just that I lost too much blood, but there's nothing serious," Wang Danian replied.

Ye Fan helped him up and handed him the blueprints: "Wang Danian, can your men forge these things using the finest steel?"

"Follow the proportions of the blueprints, the more detailed the better!"

Of course, to prevent information about the Barrett and AK47 from being leaked, Ye Fan also drew some other unimportant parts.

There are dozens of drawings in total!

Even if the world could make it, no one else would be able to assemble a gun!

"Your Highness, this is easy!"

"Oh?"

Ye Fan was somewhat surprised. Could it be that the industry in this world is also very advanced?

Wang Danian explained, "Your Highness, you've forgotten!"

"One of the Tang Clan's branches is located in the capital of our Great Xia Kingdom!"

"For an extra fee, any machine or mechanism can be made within a day!"

Ye Fan only said one thing: "I'll pay whatever it takes!"

"I want to make all the parts on the blueprints as quickly as possible, using the best steel."

"yes!"

Wang Danian turned and left.

……

Three hours ago.

Feng Qingyang returned to the mansion where Wang Guozhong had gone and knelt on one knee: "Your Highness, I have failed! Ye Zhengrong's ninth concubine happened to be home; that woman is a fifth-level Martial King!"

"However, besides me, there's actually another second-tier Martial Emperor who also wants to assassinate Ye Fan!"

"Although Ye Fan dodged it, Shen Murong, in order to save Ye Fan, had his heart pierced by a sword from that second-tier Martial Emperor!"

"Shen Murong is doomed!"

"Oh?"

The person behind the screen was somewhat surprised: "Did someone else make a move? Who was it?"

After a few seconds of hesitation, he stood up in surprise: "Could it be...him?"

Look in a certain direction!

……

At the same time.

In the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty, somewhere, an old man dressed in black arrived swiftly!

He spoke in one direction: "Cough cough... Ye Fan isn't dead! Shen Murong is dead!"

"knew!"

"There's one more thing! Ye Fan can cultivate martial arts! He has internal energy!"

"When I controlled him, there was a strange power within him! It could directly dissipate my internal energy, and even made me fall from a second-level Martial Emperor to an eighth-level Martial King! My realm may not be able to recover within half a year!" The old man in black had just finished speaking.

A shocked voice came from the other end: "What did you say? Ye Fan can cultivate martial arts?"

"Absolutely impossible!"