Overwhelming Dominance

"You actually have Demon God Armor!"

Zhang Fan's breathing quickened.

He turned his head and immediately roared, "Kill him! I'll give you my entire share of the payment for the Blood Sea Heart Lotus. All I want is that armor!"

The other members of the hunter squad froze at his words, their expressions varied.

"Captain, we're holding you to that!"

"It's a deal!"

Zhang Fan stopped holding back. If he obtained the Demon God Armor Lin Shuguang wore, his strength would increase tremendously.

He truly had never expected to encounter the legendary, rarely seen Demon God Armor in a small city in the middle of nowhere.

Fervor surged in his heart.

What an unexpected windfall.

At Zhang Fan's shout, everyone snapped back to their senses. Driven by the enormous reward, much of their fear immediately dissipated. They manifested their weapons one after another, but few actually dared to attack.

One of them manifested a bow and arrows, aimed at Lin Shuguang, and took the lead, firing several arrows at once with murderous intent.

But the next instant, his expression changed.

The arrows struck Lin Shuguang's armor without leaving so much as a mark. There was only the clang of metal striking metal, with sparks flying.

Heavens, what kind of armor was this?

How could its defense be so terrifying?!

Before the archer could nock another arrow, Lin Shuguang flashed over in a few steps, moving like lightning.

"You were the one who fired that first arrow earlier, weren't you!"

Lin Shuguang's voice was cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, white light flashed.

His saber slashed down like thunder, fierce and unstoppable.

"No! Save me!"

The archer screamed in terror, his voice utterly shrill.

The wind rushing toward him swept across his head like countless blades.

In that instant, he remembered the sight of Wang Hu and the others dying horribly just moments ago, and he trembled with terror.

Then his screams abruptly stopped.

A head flew high into the air.

"Damn it! Are you all useless?"

With another man dead, Zhang Fan shouted furiously, "He's only one man! Don't be afraid!"

Coldness gleamed in Lin Shuguang's eyes as he held his saber and swept his gaze around.

All the while, no one dared advance.

He was not afraid just because they outnumbered him.

After all, the more he killed, the stronger he became!

"A bunch of useless trash!" Seeing that none of them dared move, Zhang Fan cursed under his breath and had no choice but to step forward himself, his expression icy.

"I admit I underestimated you, but you've underestimated me too!"

"I qualified as a Martial Arts Apprentice two years ago! My blood energy value is now close to eight hundred cal. Within a year, I'll definitely become a Martial Artist, a true powerhouse!"

"Making an enemy of me is absolutely the choice you should regret most in your life..."

Before he could finish, Zhang Fan's answer came in the form of a savage blaze of saber light, explosive to the extreme.

Lin Shuguang's cold, merciless voice echoed through the mountain forest:

"Then take a strike from me!"

A terrifying storm filled with violence suddenly swept across the battlefield. Even time seemed to freeze.

In that critical instant, Zhang Fan felt his hair stand on end.

His expression darkened slightly.

He dodged the saber light, his arms moving like winding dragons and snakes, his palms as swift as thunder.

He struck through the air, the muffled burst sounding like a tiger's roar.

One palm struck the flat of Lin Shuguang's saber.

Bang!

The ground cracked beneath their feet, countless stones flying.

Zhang Fan staggered back a step on the spot, his face ashen.

Lin Shuguang also retreated.

Before he could steady himself, someone lunged at him from the side, spear in hand.

One more second, and it would pierce Lin Shuguang's chest, killing him on the spot.

At the same time, Zhang Fan sank into a horse stance and drew back his arm like a bow, then suddenly shot his fist forward like a deadly arrow.

He and the spearman attacked from front and back, leaving Lin Shuguang no way to survive!

Lin Shuguang's eyes flashed like lightning. His prolonged extra practice of the [Basic Body Refining Technique] had already made his body far superior to an ordinary person's.

He immediately twisted in a way beyond ordinary comprehension, narrowly avoiding Zhang Fan's punch.

Meanwhile, he thrust out his left hand and seized the incoming spear with overwhelming force.

The difference in strength was too great. He pulled it effortlessly.

Before the man's expression could change, Lin Shuguang slashed down.

Shhk-

Another man slain!

"Do you see now? None of you can take him alone! Come help me together! Otherwise, we'll all die here!" Zhang Fan shouted.

A powerful urge to survive surged through the last five or six figures. They all charged out without the slightest hesitation.

Lin Shuguang still had no intention of retreating.

The successive kills had already sent his blood energy value soaring.

Clad in Demon God Armor and wielding his saber, Lin Shuguang charged into the enemy ranks like a demon god.

Anyone who stands in my way dies!

Their violent clashes shook the earth. Trees in the nearby mountain forest snapped one after another, and countless rocks flew. The battle was brutal in the extreme!

An unknown amount of time passed.

Only three figures remained locked in combat.

A chill filled Zhang Fan's heart.

He could not understand why the man before him grew stronger as he fought, as though he had boundless energy.

Despite their numbers, they had not only failed to kill Lin Shuguang, but had instead been cut down by him until only two remained.

"Zhang Qing, smash his head! Don't be afraid!" Zhang Fan shouted.

Yet just as he finished speaking, Lin Shuguang had already swung his saber at the young man named Zhang Qing.

Bang!

A fierce ruthlessness blazed in Lin Shuguang's eyes as he took Zhang Fan's punch head-on in his Demon God Armor.

Seizing the opportunity, he roared and slew Zhang Qing on the spot, his ferocity overwhelming.

Blood mist sprayed, and a corpse fell limply from midair, hitting the ground hard and kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Now, only Lin Shuguang and Zhang Fan remained on the vast battlefield.

"Aaaah! I'll grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes!" The rage in Zhang Fan's heart was almost beyond words.

The squad he had struggled to establish over three years had endured so many hardships! Yet before it could truly make its name known throughout the world, it had been destroyed in a single day.

He looked at Lin Shuguang with boundless hatred!

He no longer thought about the Demon God Armor. He only wanted Lin Shuguang dead!

Rrrip!

Zhang Fan tore off his shirt, exposing his extremely lean, powerful upper body.

He still had one final secret technique.

But using it would leave him weakened for a month. It was a method from Demonic Cultivators, and he had never dared reveal it.

Now, however, he no longer had any reservations.

All he wanted was for Lin Shuguang to die!

Just then, a woman's slightly teasing voice suddenly came from the distance:

"Hey, want some help?"

Lin Shuguang and Zhang Fan both looked over.

They saw a young woman with her hair in a bun sitting on a branch of a towering ancient tree more than ten meters away, watching the fight with great interest.

Neither of them knew how long she had been there...

Zhang Fan said coldly and disdainfully, "No need!"

To his surprise, Bun Head rolled her eyes at him. "I wasn't talking to you!"

Zhang Fan was at a loss for words and glared at her coldly.

Seemingly because of Bun Head's appearance, he hesitated over whether to use that secret technique.

Or should he kill Bun Head along with him when the time came?

After hearing their exchange, Lin Shuguang gave Bun Head an odd look.

He confirmed that he did not know her at all.

But why did she want to help him?

Bun Head met Lin Shuguang's gaze with a grin, clicking her tongue in wonder. "Anyone who can afford to wear Demon God Armor has to be rich. Hey, big spender, pay me five million and I'll help you kill him. How about it?"

"..."

Lin Shuguang decisively looked away and ignored her.

Seeing this, Bun Head immediately stood up on the tree, looking every bit the unscrupulous merchant. "Then I'll lower the price. How about one million!"

Lin Shuguang snorted coldly and paid her no attention, raising his saber and slashing fiercely at Zhang Fan.

Each strike was fiercer than the last!