Such a bloody, violent scene was extremely rare even for these Outer Sect Disciples.
Fierce!
Fierce beyond imagination!
Ruthless!
Ruthless enough to make one's blood run cold!
The remaining Outer Sect Disciples had never witnessed anything so terrifying. Their faces went pale as clay, and they all hurried behind Li Qingshan.
"Ha ha..."
Yet when Li Qingshan saw this, he burst into laughter.
"Just as I thought! Just as I thought!"
"Dragon Grasp! You know Dragon Grasp! You were the one who killed Baishitong! You must be an accomplice of the Nine Nether Corpse Puppet Sect infiltrators, and you killed Zhao Erhu too!"
Shen Fan's expression changed drastically upon hearing that.
How had this brat found out?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Shen Fan was certain of it.
If that was truly the case, this brat could not be allowed to live!
Shen Fan looked at Li Qingshan and the two people behind him, immediately formulating a plan to silence them.
Yet on the surface, he still feigned calmness. "So you didn't come because of Lu Qingzhu?"
"Heh! Let me tell you the truth. Lu Qingzhu's spirit root mutated, and she has already become a Core Disciple. Even I have to look up to her.
"Moreover, Lu Qingzhu has become the junior sister of Core Disciple Bai Qianyu, and Baishitong was Bai Qianyu's elder brother.
"You killed Baishitong and are connected to Lu Qingzhu. Senior Brother Bai Qianyu said it himself—you are dead for sure!"
Hearing this, Shen Fan suddenly understood.
However, Li Qingshan's words made it clear that the matter of Baishitong was merely his guess. He had no solid proof.
Lu Qingzhu was secondary. The key was Baishitong—Li Qingshan had to die!
Though there was no evidence at present, if this brat spread rumors recklessly, three men could make a tiger. If the wrong people heard it, Shen Fan would still die without a burial ground even without proof!
The Heavenly Xuan Sect was now like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. As an Outer Sect Disciple who had only recently entered the sect, once suspected, Shen Fan would have no power to defend himself.
Besides, under the pretext that Bai Qianyu wanted to silence him, Shen Fan could kill them in self-defense. It was the perfect opportunity.
With that thought, Shen Fan secretly crushed the Fire Poison Demon Core.
Li Qingshan seemed to have seen through Shen Fan's intention to flee, and said smugly:
"Brat, thinking of running? Let me tell you, no chance!
"No one ever comes down this little path to the Waste Elixir Chamber. You could scream your throat raw and nobody would pay attention!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Shen Fan gave a sinister chuckle.
That laughter made Li Qingshan shudder despite himself.
Li Qingshan had clearly been the one to say those words, yet Shen Fan's laughter made it feel as though Shen Fan had been saying them to them.
"Get him together! He's only a third-layer Qi Refining Stage waste with a Five-Element Mixed Spirit Root. Even if he took the body cultivator path and has a bit more strength, he can't possibly be a match for the three of us!"
With a shout, Li Qingshan urged the other two into action.
These men were all veteran Outer Sect Disciples, and they surely had several spells at their command.
If they truly began fighting with spells, Shen Fan still could not afford to underestimate them.
No sooner had he spoken than several wind blades and fireballs came whistling in.
To Outer Sect Disciples like them, these first-rank minor spells came as easily as turning one's hand over.
At this moment, Blood Spirit Qi was still coursing through Shen Fan's body and had yet to return to his dantian.
The power of the Blood Spirit Unification Art still remained.
Boom—!
Shen Fan stomped down, and the bluestone ground exploded apart.
He shot forward like an arrow loosed from the bow.
Boom! Boom! Boom—!
Fireballs and wind blades struck Shen Fan's body, bursting into blazing flashes.
Taking first-rank spells head-on was Shen Fan's way of gauging the strength of his Body Tempering Realm physique.
Though he looked somewhat bedraggled, his face blackened with soot, it only added to his savage appearance, making him resemble a fierce tiger released from its cage.
"Dragon Grasp—Mountain Shattering!"
Shen Fan thrust out a claw.
Then came the ring of a sword.
"Azure Steel Sword—come forth!"
Li Qingshan grinned viciously, forming hand seals.
A sharp sword artifact came whistling over, striking straight at Shen Fan's right hand.
Sshk—!
Its edge sliced through iron like mud.
Even Shen Fan's Body Tempering Realm physique could not withstand it.
"Heh!"
As the flying sword whistled through the air, Li Qingshan sneered.
"A body cultivator? Not even worth a dog's shit!"
"So... so strong!"
Feeling the searing pain in his right hand, Shen Fan lowered his head and found a bloody gash there, so deep the bone could be seen. He then looked warily at the sword.
"I'm an Outer Sect Disciple now. You can't kill me!"
Seeing this, Shen Fan immediately showed weakness to the enemy and retreated again and again.
"Now you know fear? Fuck your Outer Sect Disciple status! When you killed those two, why didn't you mention that they were Outer Sect Disciples?"
Li Qingshan cursed, then immediately urged the other two.
"Hurry up and attack, before the mountain patrol disciples come and see us!"
"Yes!"
The two charged in from the left and right, each holding a magic artifact.
One held a square seal resembling an imperial jade seal. Infused with spiritual power, it expanded against the wind and came crashing down like a small mountain.
The other held a thick hemp rope glowing with golden light. It shot forward like a spirit serpent, apparently a binding-type magic artifact.
"Fuck, spell cultivators are fucking overpowered!"
Shen Fan cursed inwardly as he dodged repeatedly.
"Earth's lung melts a thousand ravines, cloud vortices bear crimson radiance—Fire spirit takes the form of horned scales, searing eyes! Fangs! Lock the eight wastelands!"
While feigning weakness earlier, Shen Fan had already begun chanting the Fire Dragon Incantation.
Shen Fan stomped his right foot, igniting flames from the ground, while pulling his palms apart like drawing a bow.
The next instant, a fifty-foot flaming dragon tore through space and lunged forth, its scales flying as blue-purple toxic smoke billowed from it.
"Roar—!"
The fire dragon roared, blazing flames burning the heavens.
Its furious roar rang out.
At the critical moment.
Shen Fan did not stop. Instead, he put one of his ideas from cultivating this art into practice.
"Crimson flames as the guide, burn away all sinister evil!"
The Fire Poison that had long been absorbed gathered in his dantian and poured forth with the Flame Serpent Art.
Flame serpents danced within the fire dragon.
Boom—!
The fire dragon collided with the hemp-rope artifact, knocking it away.
As the fire dragon dissipated, a venomous snake strangely shot out from within it.
It lunged fiercely toward the Outer Sect Disciple wielding the hemp-rope artifact.
Boom—!
No one had expected that after the fire dragon opened its maw and dissipated, a venomous snake like a flickering tongue would emerge from it.
The man was utterly unprepared. In a single exchange, the Flame Serpent Art exploded directly in his face.
Even an Outer Sect Disciple suffered a hidden blow without any preparation and collapsed to the ground, unable to rise.
Boom—!
At the same time.
The golden seal smashed viciously into Shen Fan's chest.
Pfft—!
Shen Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily to the ground, severely wounded.
Even with a Body Tempering Realm physique, he could not endure taking a magic artifact's blow head-on.
"Damn it, that brat still managed to kill one of them before dying. He's so troublesome—if we don't get rid of him today, he'll become a great disaster someday!"
Li Qingshan cursed inwardly, his heart also trembling with fear.
If an opponent like this was not strangled in the cradle, even if Li Qingshan did not die later, he would never live in peace!
"Is this really the end?"
Shen Fan's vision swam.
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