"Kneel and kowtow?"
Lu Fan immediately sneered, "I don't have that habit! As for your Shen family's two Saints, I'd like to see what you can do to me!"
"Truly courting death!"
Shen Beitong spoke coldly, a faint glint of chill in his eyes. He had initially considered giving Lu Fan a chance, but now it seemed unnecessary. Someone like Lu Fan had to learn the consequences.
At the same time, the two Saints slowly strode towards Lu Fan, their bodies exuding a terrifying aura. As members of the Shen family, they naturally had to share its burdens.
Lu Fan did not retreat, his own aura surging. He wanted to see what methods the Shen family Saints possessed.
In an instant, two figures arrived beside Lu Fan, intending to kill him.
Shen Beitong stood aside, his expression indifferent, as if he didn't take the matter seriously.
His main purpose for coming here was to deal with Lu Fan, and he would not let Lu Fan leave.
Boom…
A massive collision sound echoed. Lu Fan and the two Saints were evenly matched, with neither side gaining any advantage.
Taking a few steps back, the two old men were internally shocked. They had not expected Lu Fan to possess such strength.
"What's going on?"
Shen Beitong asked, his face twitching. He hadn't expected this outcome with the Shen family's two Saints attacking.
"Young Master, this person's strength is immense!"
One of the old men spoke, "He might be hiding his true power!"
"Hiding his power?"
Shen Beitong's face darkened. He hadn't expected that even with the combined efforts of two Saints, they couldn't subdue Lu Fan. This was truly unfathomable.
"I truly didn't expect you to be hiding your strength!"
Shen Beitong said coldly, "Are you perhaps a Saint?"
"Even if I'm not a Saint, your Shen family's two Saints still can't do much to me!"
Lu Fan's expression was indifferent, showing no fear even when facing two Saints.
"Quite the boast!"
One of the old men retorted angrily, "We were merely underestimating you earlier. If we were to truly exert ourselves, how could you be our match!"
"Is that so?"
Lu Fan narrowed his eyes. "Since you are so confident, why not give it a try!"
Following Lu Fan's words, the two Shen family Saints were instantly enraged. They had never been provoked like this before.
Suddenly, the two Saints unleashed powerful auras, making the entire atmosphere somewhat oppressive.
At the same time, the two old men took to the air, and their Saint domains also expanded.
Instantly, Lu Fan could feel his movements being restricted, and even his spiritual energy was suppressed.
"Saint Domain!"
Lu Fan's brows furrowed. He hadn't expected these two old men to possess Saint Domains.
Those who could possess Saint Domains after becoming Saints were by no means ordinary individuals. Lu Fan was well aware of this.
The fact that these two possessed Saint Domains was enough to indicate that their strength was not low.
"Under the Saint Domain, you are unable to move. Do you still intend to oppose us?"
Shen Beitong said coldly, "If you know what's good for you, surrender obediently and avoid wasting time!"
"So much nonsense!"
Lu Fan snorted, completely unconcerned. At the same time, the power of fire surged within him, making the might of the Thunderous Blazing Flame even more terrifying with his amplification.
"Is this… Holy Fire?"
One of the old men exclaimed, but he didn't seem overly concerned. While Holy Fire was terrifying, it wasn't completely irresistible to Saints. However, the Holy Fire displayed by Lu Fan was exceptionally terrifying.
"Elders, you two must be careful. If you can deal with him, I will reward you handsomely upon our return to the Shen family!" Shen Beitong said.
The two old men nodded slightly, not daring to be negligent. After a period of exchange, they found that Lu Fan could still move freely within their domain. Although his speed was suppressed, they couldn't do anything to him.
It could be said to be an even match. Considering they were two Saints, and their combined efforts couldn't subdue Lu Fan, it was evident how strong Lu Fan was.
Seeing the scene before him, Shen Beitong also frowned slightly, naturally not expecting Lu Fan to possess such strength.
As the sounds of fighting continued, many figures nearby instantly stopped and looked towards Lu Fan and the others, feeling a sense of shock. They were merely rogue cultivators and had never witnessed Saints fighting before. Today, they were gaining experience.
With more and more onlookers, the news quickly spread. Lu Fan and the two old men were evenly matched, with no victor decided. However, the surrounding cities were directly swallowed up by their battle.
Just then, a group of warhorses appeared in the sky. Figures sat atop the warhorses, holding whips in their hands. Each person exuded a fierce aura that instilled fear in many, causing them to flee in panic.
"The Eighteen Gates of the Nine Provinces, they are people from the Eighteen Gates of the Nine Provinces!"
A cry of alarm rang out. The eyes of the crowd were filled with terror, and they desperately wanted to escape. The Eighteen Gates of the Nine Provinces had a notorious reputation in the Eastern Domain. If one fell into their hands, even Saints would suffer greatly.
"Young Master, people from the Eighteen Gates of the Nine Provinces have arrived!"
A white-haired old man frowned, "We must leave quickly!"
Shen Beitong was also terrified. He prepared to flee, completely unconcerned about Lu Fan. If he were captured by the Eighteen Gates of the Nine Provinces and made a slave, even his Shen family might not be able to save him.
Lu Fan was bewildered. Seeing the two old men stop fighting and the fear in their eyes, he was somewhat surprised.
"Want to leave? Not a single one of you will escape today!"
A loud laugh echoed. The man brandished his whip, and surrounded by many experts, he approached everyone, looking rather dissolute.
The crowd did not linger and tried to escape quickly, only to find that the surrounding space had already been sealed.
"Stop wasting your efforts. This formation has already been established, and you have become prey for our Eighteen Gates of the Nine Provinces!"
Tu Wenhai said with a cold laugh, sitting on his warhorse with an air of authority, his words utterly unceremonious.
At this moment, Lu Fan also realized that the surrounding space had been locked by a powerful formation. Even he, with his strength, could not break through it. This made him frown, wondering who these Eighteen Gates of the Nine Provinces were and why they were acting this way.
However, stepping forward at this moment would be the most disadvantageous. Therefore, Lu Fan remained still. These people had set up a formation, and it must have a purpose.
"I presume this is one of the young masters of the Eighteen Gates of the Nine Provinces!"
Shen Beitong quickly clasped his fists. "I am the young master of the Shen family in the Eastern Domain. I implore you to show mercy and spare my life."