Whoosh!
With a shrill tearing sound, Chen Fan's sharp sword thrust out from the void, carrying majestic Sword Qi. Its trajectory was incomparably tricky, aimed straight at the four Western men at Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
"Hm?" Mu Yunshui's expression abruptly changed. This scene was far too familiar—whether it was the Immortal Sword Art or the aura around him, both resembled someone to an extreme degree.
"Impossible. He clearly died! I saw the corpse with my own eyes. What relationship does this man have with that person?" Mu Yunshui was shaken to the core. Radiance flowed through her beautiful eyes as she stared at Chen Fan, her brows gleaming with brilliance.
"Hmph, he's got some nerve. Have people from the Central Plains never seen the world? He dares fight four against one—who does he think he is?" The four Western men at the Foundation Establishment Realm sneered at the same time.
"You yellow-skinned monkey from the East, you dare run wild before our noble race? Die!" A cloud of blood mist suddenly erupted from the four men, completely enveloping them.
The blood mist immediately began to condense. Black fur sprouted across their bodies, while two incomparably sharp fangs pierced out from their mouths, glinting coldly. The savagery in their eyes was plain to see; all four had transformed into a half-human, half-demon state.
Roar!
The two closest to Chen Fan launched the first attack. Long, hard claws extended from their hands as they lunged fiercely at him, opening their fanged mouths and driving their heads straight toward him.
"Hmph, neither fish nor fowl!" Chen Fan frowned and snorted coldly. Purple-gold Sword Qi erupted from his sharp sword as he slashed forward.
Ssshh!
Before they could even approach Chen Fan, the blood mist around them was evaporated by his Blazing Heaven