One Punch Could Kill Him

"None of you here today should even think of leaving. Don't blame me—if you must blame someone, blame yourselves for having ties to that old dog Xue. All of you shall become stepping stones for me to enter the Tribulation Crossing Stage!"

As he spoke, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Chu Fan's face, and a pillar of blood suddenly erupted from his body, shooting into the heavens.

Next, a blood-red barrier spread outward from the very top of the blood pillar, ultimately enveloping the entire Xue Family beneath its crimson veil.

"Integration Stage perfection!"

"The Blood Sacrifice Great Array!"

The cultivators present all revealed shocked expressions at the sight.

Crimson Eyed Demon Lord Chu Fan had actually reached Integration Stage perfection!

And he had activated the Blood Sacrifice Great Array—it was obvious that he intended to sacrifice everyone present into pills!

"The Blood Sacrifice Great Array? Could this boy, like the Blood Refining Ancestor, be a Chess Piece of the Blood Ancestor?"

Upon hearing the words "Blood Sacrifice Great Array," Li Zhōujūn's eyes revealed a flicker of surprise.

Meanwhile, after seeing Chu Fan unleash the aura of Integration Stage perfection, Xue Wuliang's aged face went directly from furious rage to terror.

"Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord, do you have any confidence in facing this fiend?"

Murong Xue asked Li Zhōujūn in an incomparably grave voice.

Crimson Eyed Demon Lord was at Integration Stage perfection, while she herself was only at the middle stage of the Integration Stage.

Even with Xue Wuliang, who had only just broken through to the initial stage of the Integration Stage, added to the mix, they would still be no match for him.

Unless Li Zhōujūn's strength had reached Integration Stage perfection, they could only survive by then.

One must not underestimate the difference between each minor realm within the Integration Stage. Even a single minor realm was not something numbers could overcome.

To put it this way, someone who had just entered the Integration Stage could be regarded as a newborn infant, while someone at the middle stage of the Integration Stage could be seen as a grown adult.

Though both were human, the gap between them was simply immense.

Even if there were a hundred infants, could they defeat a single adult?

As for the gap from the middle stage of the Integration Stage to the late stage, and from the late stage to Integration Stage perfection, those gaps were even greater.

"One punch."

Li Zhōujūn chuckled lightly.

"You can only throw one punch?" Murong Xue said bitterly upon hearing this.

"One punch is enough to suppress and kill him." The corner of Li Zhōujūn's mouth twitched. Just how little did Murong Xue think of him?

"Uh, don't brag." Murong Xue said speechlessly. To kill a Great Cultivator at Integration Stage perfection with one punch, one's strength would have to be at least at the Tribulation Crossing Stage, wouldn't it?

"Of course I'm not bragging." Li Zhōujūn then patted the trembling Sū Nán and smiled. "With Master here, no one can hurt you. Your master is even planning to give you a sword technique and a flying sword tomorrow."

"Mm."

Sū Nán replied. Her body, which had been trembling with fear, gradually steadied. It was clear that the little girl trusted Li Zhōujūn deeply.

"Chu Fan, don't be so arrogant! Even if this old man is no match for you now, you intend to refine everyone here into medicinal pills—but do you know that two mountain lords of the Dao Tian Sect are present today?!"

Xue Wuliang gathered his courage and snorted coldly.

"Mountain lords of the Dao Tian Sect are here?

Then all the better. I can settle the grudge from that palm strike back then directly. Once my cultivation breaks through to the Tribulation Crossing Stage, I will pay the Dao Tian Sect a visit and see just what qualifications they have to stand as Azure Continent's number one sect."

Chu Fan bared his teeth in a grin.

"Arrogant!" Murong Xue frowned and shouted coldly.

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"Middle stage of the Integration Stage? You must be one of the Dao Tian Sect mountain lords who came today, right?" Chu Fan looked at the speaking Murong Xue, a smirk of admiration appearing on his face. "What a lovely face. It almost makes me reluctant to kill you. How about this? Why don't you willingly become this seat's cultivation furnace?

Having a mountain lord of the Dao Tian Sect serve as my cultivation furnace—now that would truly be a fine thing."

"You're courting death!"

Unable to endure Chu Fan's verbal humiliation any longer, Murong Xue attacked. A streak of sword light shot from her fingertips straight toward Chu Fan, and fluttering snow began to fall throughout heaven and earth.

"What a fast flying sword!"

"What crushing killing intent!"

The moment Murong Xue made her move, the cultivators present all sucked in a breath of cold air.

If that flying sword had been aimed at them, they would have lost their heads before they even had time to breathe!

Yet in the face of the incoming flying sword, Chu Fan merely sneered.

He slowly raised his hand, and at once, a giant blood-red hand condensed before him, effortlessly grasping Murong Xue's flying sword within its palm.

"Is this the cultivation of Integration Stage perfection? Murong Mountain Lord's attack was so powerful, yet it was received just like that?" A trace of despair arose in the hearts of all the cultivators at this sight.

Even Murong Mountain Lord was no match for him. Did they still have any hope of surviving?

As for that Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord, Li Zhōujūn?

Better forget it. He was nothing but cultivation trash—probably even a servant in the Qi Refining Realm could utterly crush him with one hand.

"The gap is far too great!"

Seeing this, Murong Xue's heart was filled with bitterness.

"Heh. I had intended to spare your life for the sake of your looks, but since you insist on courting death, don't blame me." Chu Fan sneered, controlling the blood-red giant hand before him as it flung the flying sword it held straight at Murong Xue.

Murong Xue's flying sword shot toward its own master at incredible speed.

Despair flickered in Murong Xue's eyes. It was too fast—she had no time to defend herself!

But at that moment, a hand with long, slender fingers appeared before her. With a gentle grasp, it caught the rapidly approaching flying sword by its tip.

What was more, the slender hand gripping the sword tip did not even bear a single white mark!

And the owner of that hand was none other than Li Zhōujūn!

"The legendary trash Mountain Lord actually caught that sword?"

"If anyone dares tell me again that the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord is trash, I'll twist his head off and use it as a ball!"

All the cultivators present were utterly shocked by the sight.

The Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord had caught, barehanded and unscathed, a sword strike from the Crimson Eyed Demon Lord at the peak of the Integration Stage. If he was trash, then what were they?

Super trash?

"Some people always think that because they've lived long enough and seen enough of the world, they can be invincible beneath heaven."

Li Zhōujūn tossed the flying sword in his hand back to the still-stunned Murong Xue. With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked at the Crimson Eyed Demon Lord crossing through the void and smiled faintly. "Don't doubt it. I'm talking about you."

"Who are you?"

Chu Fan narrowed his eyes at Li Zhōujūn, who had so easily caught his sword strike.

This young man, who carried not the slightest aura and looked utterly ordinary aside from being somewhat handsome, was now giving Chu Fan—a Great Cultivator at the peak of the Integration Stage—an overwhelming sense of pressure.

"Li Zhōujūn, Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord of the Dao Tian Sect." Li Zhōujūn grinned. "And the man who will kill you today."

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