Don't Move

"Come here!"

Lu Fan reached out with his left hand, seized those Blood Force Threads, and yanked them fiercely toward himself.

With sheer overwhelming force, he dragged Shang Qi over.

"How is that possible?!"

Shang Qi's eyes widened.

His Blood Force Threads were formed from force, invisible and silent. There was no way they could have been detected.

Then why had this old bastard been able to grab his Blood Force Threads so precisely?

Wait, that was...

He noticed the Blood Force Threads drifting in midair, still dripping blood.

At some point, the invisible and silent Blood Force Threads had become stained with blood.

As they floated in the air, they looked like crimson spider silk hanging there.

And that splash of red was enough for someone to spot them.

But by the time he realized it, it was already too late.

Watching the fist grow larger in his vision, the only thing Shang Qi could do was unleash all his force, condensing it into Blood Force Threads that formed layer after layer of dense nets before him.

The next moment, that fist, wrapped in surging force, crashed into the dense net woven from Blood Force Threads.

A terrifying power erupted in an instant.

Boom!

Under the blow of that solid force, the densely packed Blood Force Threads shattered inch by inch. Then the force swept onward like bamboo splitting before the wind, smashing into Shang Qi's body.

Pfft.

Shang Qi spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward. His face turned deathly pale, and only after flying more than ten zhang did he crash heavily to the ground.

As for Lu Fan, who had thrown that punch, he remained standing where he was, drenched in blood, dozens of bloody wounds covering his body.

The deepest one nearly exposed the bone beneath the flesh.

Lu Fan panted heavily, his gaze fixed firmly on Shang Qi lying in the distance.

There was not a trace of force left in his Qi Sea. If that guy could still get up, then he had lost.

After only a few breaths, Shang Qi's body twitched twice on the ground before he struggled to his feet.

"Damn old bastard, don't think you'll get to die easily!"

Shang Qi gritted his teeth, his expression twisting completely.

He clutched his caved-in chest, his eyes icy cold.

He was injured, and it was an internal injury.

He had to admit that he had completely underestimated this old bastard.

To suffer such a massive setback in a dump like this...

At the very least, he would need a month of recuperation before these injuries fully healed.

"Old bastard, I've decided. I'll capture everyone connected to you and kill them one by one in front of you."

"I'll make you watch them die through cries and despair, until you understand that you were the one who got them killed!"

Shang Qi's venomous words echoed through the air for a long time.

With no strength left at all, Lu Fan could only stare at Shang Qi with cold eyes.

If he survived, he would never let this bastard go.

"How dare you look at me like that? Don't worry. I'll break all four of your limbs first, destroy your meridians, and turn you into a cripple!"

As Shang Qi spoke, he took a step forward and spread his hands. Invisible Blood Force Threads pierced through the air and shot straight toward Lu Fan, seeking to wrap around him.

Just as those Blood Force Threads were about to coil around Lu Fan's body, a terrifying white light exploded.

Clang!

The ring of a sword followed.

Then, every Blood Force Thread drifting toward Lu Fan was severed.

"Who is it?!"

Shang Qi's face darkened, his body instantly tensing as he looked toward the direction behind Lu Fan at once.

A slender white figure appeared there. She was a woman in white holding a longsword, with a face of peerless beauty. At that moment, her heroic eyes were filled with sharp intent.

Lu Fan noticed the woman as well, and confusion and shock flashed across his face.

The aura around her was incredibly powerful. Late Transformation Force Stage? No, Peak Transformation Force Stage?

"Haotian Sect!"

Shang Qi's expression sank. The sharp sword intent that had just cut through his Blood Force Threads came from the Azure Cloud Sword Art of the Haotian Sect, Li Prefecture's greatest sect.

And when he clearly saw who had come, his expression turned even uglier.

"Luo Qingshuang? It's actually you!"

"You know me?"

Luo Qingshuang was startled at first, then her face hardened as she stared directly at Shang Qi.

"Blood Force Threads? That's right, it's that technique. The one who wiped out the Sun Family in Great Origin City before was indeed you!"

Luo Qingshuang's eyes widened, her gaze falling squarely on Shang Qi.

That unique technique of turning force into crimson threads and using them as weapons was precisely the technique of the Blood Furnace organization she had been tracking.

And since he recognized her, there could be no mistake.

"This time, don't even think about running!"

Luo Qingshuang's face turned cold. She raised her sword and thrust into empty air.

Countless sharp Sword Qi flew toward Shang Qi in an instant.

At the same time, Luo Qingshuang herself shot toward Shang Qi like an unsheathed sword.

"Damn it!"

Shang Qi immediately drove out a mass of Blood Force Threads, trying to block Luo Qingshuang.

However, before those Blood Force Threads could even get close, they were sliced apart by the sharp Sword Qi.

At the same time, the Sword Qi Luo Qingshuang had released earlier sealed off all his routes of evasion.

Thanks to that, he had only one path left: take it head-on.

"Bastard!"

Shang Qi knew very well that even if he were uninjured, he would still be no match for Luo Qingshuang.

Not to mention that he was injured now.

If he did not use his trump card now, he might not even be able to leave his life behind here.

He released all his force, condensing dozens of Blood Force Threads in one breath to delay Luo Qingshuang's advance.

At the same time, he pulled something from his robe. It was a blood-colored jade talisman, and also his trump card.

Crack.

Shang Qi crushed the blood-colored jade talisman in his hand.

The next moment, violent blood burst from the jade talisman, and an incomparably savage force blasted forward.

Break!

Luo Qingshuang's pupils constricted sharply. She changed moves immediately, gathering force into her blade and unleashing her strongest strike.

A solid blue radiance bloomed from the sword. As she swung with all her strength, it merged with the Sword Qi and collided head-on with the torrent of blood-colored force.

Boom!

A tremendous roar echoed outward.

The powerful shockwave directly blew Lu Fan, who had been retreating, more than ten zhang away.

If he had not recovered a little strength and fled far away before those two immense powers collided, the aftershock alone might have killed him.

Once the roar gradually subsided, Lu Fan struggled to his feet and looked toward the center of the explosion.

There, the woman named Luo Qingshuang stood unharmed, though she looked somewhat disheveled.

The member of the Blood Furnace organization who had been standing opposite her was gone.

"He got away again!"

Luo Qingshuang clenched her silver teeth in fury, her face darkening.

She had not expected that guy to be carrying such a trump card, one capable of unleashing an attack comparable to the full-strength blow of a Peak Transformation Force Stage expert.

And even if she chased after him immediately, she would not be able to catch him. That brief moment had been enough for him to escape beyond the range of her senses.

Just then, the corner of her eye caught a figure quietly trying to slip away.

Right, there was still one more person!

"Don't move!"

Luo Qingshuang turned her head, and her sword-sharp gaze landed at once on Lu Fan, more than ten zhang away.