Li Qingshan's Siege, Shen Fan's Bloody Demonic Rampage

This kind of bloody and violent scene was extremely rare, even for these Outer Sect Disciples.

Fierce!

It was unimaginably fierce!

Ruthless!

It was chillingly ruthless!

The remaining few Outer Sect Disciples had never witnessed such a terrifying sight. Their faces turned ashen, and they all hid behind Li Qingshan.

"Hahaha..."

However, upon seeing this, Li Qingshan burst into laughter.

"As expected, as I predicted!"

"Dragon Grasp! You know Dragon Grasp! You're the one who killed Baishitong! You must be an accomplice to the Nine Nether Corpse Puppet Sect's spy, and you also killed Zhao Erhu!" Hearing this, Shen Fan's expression changed drastically.

How did this brat figure it out?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Shen Fan was certain in his heart.

If this were true, this brat couldn't be allowed to live!

Shen Fan looked at Li Qingshan and the two behind him, immediately devising a plan to silence them.

But on the surface, he maintained his composure and said, "So you didn't come for Lu Qingzhu?"

"Heh heh! To tell you the truth, Lu Qingzhu's Spirit Root mutated, and she has already become a Core Disciple of the Inner Sect. Even I have to look up to her.

Moreover, Lu Qingzhu has become the junior sister of Core Disciple Bai Qianyu. Baishitong is Bai Qianyu's elder brother.

You killed Baishitong, and you have a connection with Lu Qingzhu. Senior Brother Bai Qianyu said that you are as good as dead!" Hearing this, Shen Fan suddenly understood.

However, from Li Qingshan's words, Shen Fan could tell that Baishitong's matter was just a guess, with no solid evidence.

Lu Qingzhu was secondary; the key was the matter of Baishitong – he had to die!

Although there was no evidence currently, if this brat spread rumors randomly, it would become a widely believed lie. If someone with ulterior motives heard it, even without evidence, he would have no place to be buried!

The Heavenly Xuan Sect was now like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. As a newly joined Outer Sect Disciple, once suspected, he would have no power to argue.

Furthermore, using Bai Qianyu's desire to silence him as an excuse, he could kill Li Qingshan in self-defense, which was a perfect opportunity.

With this thought, Shen Fan secretly crushed the Fire Poison Demon Core.

Li Qingshan seemed to sense Shen Fan's intention to escape and said smugly:

"Kid, you want to run, right? Let me tell you, no way!

No one ever comes down this path to the Waste Elixir Chamber. Even if you scream your lungs out, no one will pay attention to you!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Shen Fan smiled sinisterly.

This smile sent a shiver down Li Qingshan's spine.

He was the one who had said those words, but why did Shen Fan's smile make it feel like Shen Fan was the one telling them?

"Attack him together! He's just a trash with a Five-Element Mixed Spirit Root at the third level of Qi Refining. Even if he practices body cultivation and has a bit more strength, he can't be a match for the three of us!"

Li Qingshan shouted, inciting the remaining two to act.

These were all seasoned Outer Sect Disciples, and they must have mastered several spells.

If they really started fighting, Shen Fan wouldn't dare to underestimate them.

As soon as the words fell, several wind blades and fireballs whistled towards him.

For these Outer Sect Disciples, these low-level spells were second nature.

At this moment, the Blood Spirit Qi was still circulating within Shen Fan's body, not yet returned to his dantian.

The power of the Blood Spirit Unification Art was still present.

"Boom—!"

Shen Fan exerted force with his feet, and the bluestone ground exploded.

He shot out like an arrow loosed from a bow.

"Boom boom boom—!"

Fireballs and wind blades struck Shen Fan, emitting explosive firelight.

Withstanding low-level spells was Shen Fan's way of gauging the strength of his "Body Tempering Realm" physique.

Although he looked a bit disheveled, with his black hair flying, it only added to his ferocity, making him look like a tiger that had broken free from its cage.

"Dragon Grasp—Mountain Shattering!"

Shen Fan thrust out a claw.

Then, a sword's cry was heard.

"Azure Steel Sword—Appear!"

Li Qingshan let out a sinister laugh, forming a hand seal.

A sharp sword artifact whistled through the air, striking directly at Shen Fan's right hand.

"Screech—!"

The blade cut through metal like mud.

Even with Shen Fan's Body Tempering Realm physique, he couldn't resist.

"Heh heh!"

The flying sword whistled towards him, and Li Qingshan sneered.

"Body cultivator? Worse than dogs!"

"So... so strong!"

Shen Fan felt a burning pain in his right hand. He looked down to see a bloody gash, deep enough to expose bone. He then looked warily at the long sword.

"I'm telling you, I'm an Outer Sect Disciple now. You can't kill me!"

Seeing this, Shen Fan immediately feigned weakness and retreated repeatedly.

"Scared now? Go to hell, Outer Sect Disciple! Did you say they were Outer Sect Disciples when you killed those two?"

Li Qingshan cursed angrily, then urged the other two.

"Hurry up and finish him, before the patrolling disciples see!"

"Yes!"

The two rushed forward, one on each side, each wielding an artifact.

One of them held a square seal, similar to a royal seal. Fueled by spiritual energy, it grew in size as it flew, pressing down like a small mountain.

The other held a rough hemp rope glowing with golden light. It slithered like a spirit snake, appearing to be a binding-type artifact.

"Damn! Magic cultivators are truly freaks!"

Shen Fan cursed inwardly, dodging repeatedly.

"Earth's lung melts a thousand ravines, cloud eddies birth crimson light—Fire spirit forms horns and mane, burning eyes! Fangs! Locks the eight wildernesses!"

While feigning weakness, Shen Fan had already begun chanting the Fire Dragon Incantation.

As Shen Fan stomped his right foot to draw fire, he pulled his palms together like drawing a bow.

The next moment, a five-zhang fire dragon tore through the air, its scales flying, emitting purple-blue poisonous smoke.

"Roar—!"

The fire dragon roared, its flames scorching the sky.

With a furious bellow.

At the critical moment.

Shen Fan didn't stop, but applied an idea he had while cultivating this technique.

"Crimson flames as a guide, burning all evil!"

The absorbed fire poison gathered in his dantian, pouring out with the Flame Serpent Art.

Within the fire dragon, spirit snakes danced.

"Boom—!"

The fire dragon collided with the rope artifact, neutralizing and sending it flying.

The fire dragon dissipated, and a poisonous snake slithered out from within.

It lunged fiercely towards the Outer Sect Disciple who had used the rope artifact.

"Boom—!"

No one had expected that the fire dragon, after opening its mouth and dissipating, would reveal a poisonous snake resembling a tongue.

The man was caught completely off guard. In an instant, the Flame Serpent Art exploded directly in his face.

Even an Outer Sect Disciple, unprepared, suffered a hidden loss and collapsed to the ground.

"Boom—!"

At the same time.

The golden seal heavily struck Shen Fan's chest.

"Pfft—!"

Shen Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, falling to the ground severely injured.

Even a body at the Body Tempering Realm couldn't withstand a direct hit from this magical artifact.

"Damn it, to have this brat kill someone on his deathbed! He's so troublesome. If we don't eliminate him today, he'll surely become a major threat in the future!"

Li Qingshan cursed inwardly, a sense of dread washing over him.

If such an opponent wasn't eliminated, he wouldn't be able to live comfortably, or even live at all, in the future!

"Is this it?"

Shen Fan's vision blurred for a moment.