One Man Overwhelms Four Emperor Realm Experts! Mid-Stage Emperor Realm?
Jiang Fan shook his head and smiled.
To kill you, why would I need mid-stage Emperor Realm cultivation?
You, Mo Xun, are merely an early-stage Emperor Realm cultivator!
That Seven-Colored Heaven-Soaring Python's combat strength nearly rivaled the late Emperor Realm, yet I could still kill it. Let alone a mere human cultivator like you?
"Doesn't matter!"
Before Jiang Fan finished speaking, his figure flickered slightly. In the next instant, he had reappeared before Mo Xun.
He still struck out with a light, effortless palm, without any flourish.
Yet Mo Xun's pupils abruptly contracted.
With a furious roar, he unleashed every last bit of spiritual power within him, condensing a heavy blood-colored shield before himself.
A ferocious ghostly face emerged upon the shield, letting out a silent howl.
Boom!
Palm and shield collided.
The blood-colored shield, capable of blocking a full-force strike from a mid-stage Emperor Realm expert, did not last even a breath before shattering with a bang.
Jiang Fan's palm passed through the fragments and struck Mo Xun's chest once more.
Cough!
Mo Xun spat out blood wildly, his body crashing toward the ground like a falling meteor and plowing a deep trench through the earth.
He struggled several times, yet could not rise for the moment.
So he roared.
"There's something strange about this kid!"
"Attack together!"
At this moment, he no longer dared to underestimate the youth before him or let down his guard in the slightest.
Upon hearing this, the other three Emperor Realm old men moved like lightning, instantly surrounding Jiang Fan in a triangular formation.
At the same time, each of them summoned a magical treasure.
One swung a blood-colored chain toward Jiang Fan's feet...
One brought forth a spinning skull that spewed sickly