Are You Trying to Get Me Killed

"Hahaha..."

Ye Heng walked out of the house, which was about to be engulfed by flames, laughing heartily.

He secretly rejoiced. If he hadn't decisively activated the "Upper Li Profound Water Shield," he would have truly fallen into this kid's hands today.

This kid is too vicious, throwing out over a dozen high-grade talismans all at once.

Who plays like this? That's over two hundred Spirit Stones.

If he didn't have the "Upper Li Profound Water Shield," a second-tier jade talisman, it would have been enough to kill him several times over.

Su Fan watched the cyan light shield surrounding the opponent, almost crying.

That was a second-tier jade talisman.

Let alone a dozen first-tier talismans, even a thousand of them thrown out would be like scratching an itch.

He had thrown so many Spirit Stones, and not even a ripple was made. His heart was bleeding.

Not only that, but the commotion caused by their fight earlier had already alerted the people from the Qiankun Society.

Su Fan knew he was done for.

Right, where's Old Ye...

Damn it, he tricked me into coming here and then abandoned me.

Does he want to watch me die?!

Ye Heng walked over, looking coldly at Su Fan, and chuckled.

"Kid, if you surrender obediently, I'll leave your body whole. Otherwise, I'll make your life worse than death..."

Urgent footsteps could be heard from a distance. The Qiankun Society members were rushing over.

Su Fan was furious. He had been tricked by Old Ye.

At this moment, complaining was useless.

If he wanted to survive, he could only rely on himself.

Su Fan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and the Lightning Dao Seed within his body exploded with a roar.

Countless scorching currents surged out from the Dao Seed, rushing straight towards his eyes.

He felt like countless steel needles were churning in his eyes, causing him to twitch in pain.

Ye Heng on the opposite side was stunned by his actions.

What trick is this kid playing? Does he want to close his eyes and wait for death? Then I'll grant him his wish.

He sneered.

He formed a hand seal, and the Shadowless Flying Needle shot out from the house with a "whoosh."

Its speed was like lightning. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the dark rain curtain, heading straight for Su Fan.

At this moment, Su Fan opposite him suddenly opened his eyes. A blinding electric light flashed within them.

With a "boom."

Ye Heng felt his vision go black. His head felt like it had been severely hit, and he instantly lost consciousness.

Although he had severely injured his opponent, the Shadowless Flying Needle had already arrived.

Fortunately, the Immaculate Treasure Robe, Su Fan's last line of defense, emitted a golden light.

Although the Shadowless Flying Needle pierced the "Golden Body Protection," it also lost its control.

With a "snap," it fell to the ground.

The Spiritual Power "Lightning Dharma Eye," inherited from ancient times, could not only see through all illusions but also attack the opponent's spiritual consciousness.

However, the prerequisite for attacking was that one's own spiritual consciousness must be stronger than the opponent's, otherwise, there would be a backlash, and one would temporarily lose combat effectiveness.

To be honest, even he didn't believe his spiritual consciousness was strong enough to surpass a cultivator at the seventh layer of Qi Refining.

But at this point, Su Fan could only gamble.

Since he was going to die anyway, he had to at least try.

He never expected to win the gamble.

The Spiritual Power "Lightning Dharma Eye," inherited from ancient times, was truly extraordinary.

With a single blow, it severely injured Ye Heng's spiritual consciousness and messed up his mind.

He definitely wouldn't be able to recover anytime soon.

Su Fan let out a long sigh. Of course, he wouldn't let this opportunity pass.

With several consecutive teleports, he appeared beside Ye Heng and struck fiercely.

Whirlwind Slash...

He swung his greatsword in a circle, and it was as if a whirlwind swept through the courtyard. The torrential rain spun violently with the wind.

This sword strike actually possessed a hint of the aura of wind.

BOOM!!!

The magic sword fiercely struck Yue Heng, and a green light shield suddenly lit up, rippling with waves of spiritual energy.

The greatsword in Su Fan's hand was sent flying by a tremendous recoil force, almost slipping from his grasp.

But the immense power also sent Yue Heng flying.

With a "BOOM," he crashed into the courtyard wall.

Yue Heng was jolted awake, his mind a chaotic mess, and he had forgotten where he was.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

Before he could regain his senses, Su Fan leaped up.

He raised his greatsword high with both hands and brought it down fiercely.

Ruthless Slash...

The greatsword, imbued with an unstoppable resolve, descended with a mighty sword aura, as if splitting the entire space in two.

BOOM!!!

It struck Yue Heng again, the green light shield flaring once more, creating waves of spiritual energy.

Headwind Slash...

Sacrificial Slash...

Limitless Slash...

Tidal Slash...

Ghost Wheel Slash...

Rage Slash...

Void Slash...

Su Fan unleashed over ten consecutive slashes in one breath.

Yue Heng was tossed around the courtyard like a ball, crashing into things everywhere.

The green light shield on his body grew dimmer and dimmer.

"I refuse to believe I can't shatter this tortoise shell..."

Just as Su Fan was about to charge forward, he heard the sound of dense footsteps approaching from outside the courtyard.

His figure flickered, and he was already floating onto the courtyard wall.

A group from the Qiankun Society had arrived, numbering two to three dozen people, crowding the courtyard entrance.

Seeing Su Fan on the wall, they shouted and drew out their talismans and magic artifacts.

Before they could attack, Su Fan pulled out two "Ice Needle Arrow Rain Talismans" and flung them towards the dense crowd.

The surrounding temperature plummeted to freezing point.

The raindrops falling from the sky instantly froze into ice shards, clattering onto the ground.

Immediately after, countless ice needles rained down like a torrential downpour.

"Ah... Ah..."

With screams echoing, more than a dozen Qiankun Society members were pierced through by the ice needles, riddled with holes.

Those who narrowly survived fled in all directions, their faces filled with terror.

Su Fan patted the Corpse Raising Coffin at his waist, and two Bronze Armored Zombies appeared in the small courtyard.

With a "BOOM."

The two Bronze Armored Zombies smashed through the courtyard gate, tearing apart those who were too slow to escape into shreds.

Su Fan left the two zombies to guard the courtyard entrance.

His figure flickered in the air, and he floated back into the small courtyard.

At this moment, Yue Heng had managed to get up from the ground.

His divine sense was severely injured; any attempt to focus caused a needle-like, throbbing pain in his mind.

He turned and stumbled outwards, just as Su Fan returned to the courtyard.

BOOM!!

Yue Heng was sent flying again, crashing heavily into the courtyard.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

Su Fan swung his greatsword and continued his onslaught. He had lost count of how many slashes he had delivered.

"Boom!"

Finally, Yue Heng's "Upper Li Profound Water Shield" exploded.

Pfft!!

Su Fan swept his sword diagonally, bisecting Yue Heng's body. With a thud, he fell into the courtyard.

Hoo... hoo...

His body swayed, and he leaned on his sword, panting heavily.

Finally took him down. Damn, I'm exhausted.

Ye, I'll curse your ancestors.

At this moment, Ye Tianhe was suspended in the air, having been watching the battle in the courtyard.

He hadn't intervened earlier, not because he didn't want to save Su Fan, but because he felt Su Fan hadn't been pushed to his limit yet.

This is nothing.

Back then, when Master first threw me into the mountains, I was only at the Qi Refining Second Layer.

Just as he was about to make a move, he didn't expect the final outcome to be a reversal.

Su Fan had actually killed his opponent.

Where did this kid get so many trump cards?

Su Fan's counterattack just now was clearly a secret technique involving a spiritual sense attack.

But that wasn't the most shocking thing.

What shocked Ye Tianhe the most was that a minor cultivator at Qi Refining Fourth Layer had a spiritual sense stronger than someone at Late Qi Refining.

There's no logic to this.

Ye Tianhe felt completely unwell.

Oh right, this kid actually keeps two zombies, and they're Bronze Armored Zombies.

Why all these crooked paths? Why not just practice swordsmanship properly?

The few swords Su Fan used just now already had a hint of sword intent.

In no time, their power would be earth-shattering.

Suddenly, Ye Tianhe turned around.

He saw several disciples from the Qingxuan Sect arriving in the pouring rain.

These were all members of the Qingxuan Sect's enforcement team. They had received news that someone was slaughtering the Qiankun Society.

The disciple at the forefront, who was at Late Qi Refining, was stunned when he saw Ye Tianhe.

Why is this god of slaughter here? Could he be the one slaughtering the Qiankun Society?

The disciples of the Qingxuan Sect had all witnessed the might of this god of slaughter. During the war between immortals and demons in the Qin State, Ye Tianhe had earned a fearsome reputation.

Beneath his flying sword, countless vengeful spirits of demonic cultivators had fallen.

In Shaoyang Market Town, let alone them, even their Martial Uncle Qiu Guan, who was at Foundation Establishment, would show him respect.

The few Qingxuan Sect disciples cupped their fists and greeted Ye Tianhe.

"Martial Brother Tianhe, you are..."

Ye Tianhe didn't even bother with them, merely nodding.

"Leave this to me. You all go back."

Upon hearing this, the Qingxuan Sect disciples didn't dare to ask any questions and turned to leave.

In fact, what he had said to Su Fan before coming here was just to fool him.

How could the Qingxuan Sect offend an elite disciple of the Sword Sect for the sake of a rogue cultivator?

What was the Qiankun Society? What if they were all killed?

When did Sword Cultivators ever care about such things?

It was just that Ye Tianhe was quite curious about Su Fan and had always wanted to find an opportunity to test his limits.

To put it bluntly, he was just bored out of his mind.

The rain continued to fall, showing no signs of stopping.

The wind whipped up dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and raindrops the size of beans poured down like a deluge.

Su Fan put away his magic sword and walked to Yue Heng's side, taking the storage bag from his waist.

He then found several magic artifacts scattered on the ground in the courtyard.

He even collected the two talisman arrays Yue Heng had set up in the courtyard into his storage bag.

After a thorough check and finding nothing else, he left the courtyard.

Upon arriving outside, he put the two Bronze Armored Zombies back into the Corpse Raising Coffin and then began to clean up the battlefield.

Even though most of the Qiankun Society members were broke, they made up for it in numbers.

They managed to pick up seven or eight storage bags alone.

"Quite a haul..."

Su Fan heard this and turned to look at Ye Tianhe, who was standing on the courtyard wall.

He pointed at Ye Tianhe and yelled angrily, "Big brother, are you trying to get me killed..."

Ye Tianhe jumped down from the wall and chuckled, "Aren't you still alive?"

Su Fan didn't want to argue with him, nor did he want to see him again. He turned and walked home.

"The Qingxuan Sect's enforcement team just came by. I held them off for you."

Even if Ye Tianhe had something amazing to say now, Su Fan still wouldn't pay him any mind.

Ye Tianhe didn't care about Su Fan's attitude at all and continued talking to himself.

"I didn't expect your spiritual power to be so strong. Did you have some kind of fortunate encounter?"

At this point, he nodded as if he had suddenly realized something.

"I get it now. You're cultivating the path of lightning body refinement. No wonder your spiritual power is so strong."

Su Fan still didn't respond and kept walking forward.

"Your swordsmanship is about to break through. It has a trace of sword intent now. Without today's battle, it probably would have taken another two or three years..."

Su Fan paused at Ye Tianhe's words, then continued walking forward.

He opened his game panel and found that Nine Extremes Consecutive Slashes was indeed close to breaking through.

Nine Extremes Consecutive Slashes (Microscopic): 758/800

"Tonight, you should know your shortcomings. You rely too much on external resources. You have many methods, but none of them are truly impressive. If you encounter a strong enemy like today again, I don't believe your luck will always hold out."

Besides, Old Ye wasn't really abandoning him. It was just that this guy was holding him to the standards of a sword cultivator.

Who could stand that?

Su Fan wasn't angry anymore, as Ye Tianhe's words did have some truth to them.

Even a rogue cultivator wouldn't be able to reach the Late Qi Refining stage easily.

The opponent clearly had many more trump cards than he did.

If their spiritual power was stronger than his, he would be at their mercy.

Seeing that Su Fan still wasn't paying him any attention, Ye Tianhe chuckled.

"Oh, right. I forgot to tell you. Regarding the successful eradication of the Demonic Sect's stronghold last time, I reported your involvement. The Qingxuan Sect should at least give you some reward."

Su Fan immediately turned around upon hearing this, staring intently at Ye Tianhe.

"You told the Qingxuan Sect about my identity..."

Ye Tianhe gave him a disdainful look and waved his hand.

"I promised you I wouldn't go back on my word."

Su Fan finally let out a sigh of relief and then chuckled.

"That... um... the Qingxuan Sect should at least have some rewards, right?"

Ye Tianhe rolled his eyes and said, "There probably are. Last time I asked you, you didn't seem to care, so I didn't ask further."

"How was I supposed to know there were rewards? Go ask them today..."

"Alright, when I have time..."

Su Fan was furious. This guy was idle all day long.

"Old Ye, you're going too far..."

Ye Tianhe laughed heartily and took out a jade slip from his storage bag, tossing it to Su Fan.

"We'll talk about the rewards later. Take a look at this first..."

Su Fan excitedly took the jade slip and asked with a fawning smile.

"What is this?"

"I found this cultivation method in a Demonic Sect female cultivator's storage bag. I think it suits you well."

Su Fan excitedly placed the jade slip on his forehead, but his expression changed. He threw the jade slip back.

It was a dual cultivation technique from the Demonic Sect's Joyful Union Path, named "Joyful Ecstasy Phoenix Dance Technique."

Ye Tianhe giving him this? It must have come from some female Bodhisattva who cultivated the Joyful Union Path in Misty Rain Pavilion. What did he take him for?

"Old Ye, you should keep such a good cultivation method for yourself."

Ye Tianhe put on a serious expression and shook his head. "I need to nurture my Sword Heart. How can I cultivate such heretical arts?"

Su Fan's face turned pale. He pointed at Ye Tianhe, too angry to speak.

"You know it's heretical, so why are you giving it to me..."

Ye Tianhe laughed heartily and put the jade slip away.

"You really don't want it? Don't you enjoy delving into these unorthodox paths?"

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