Fortunately, Jiang Fan Spirit Master; otherwise, with his Middle-Stage Second Rank strength, he would have been defeated in a single exchange.
The Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear clasped its hands together and slammed them down towards Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan quickly dodged, and his fist, as big as a truck, missed its target, instantly cracking the ground and sending countless fragments of stone flying. The fist, along with the shockwave, exploded outwards in all directions.
The wind made Jiang Fan's short hair flutter, and his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Swoosh!" A piece of gravel grazed Jiang Fan's neck, leaving a bloody mark.
He wiped away the blood overflowing from his wound, and the next second he charged forward bravely against the raging wind.
He formed a barrier in front of himself with his Psychic Power, stepped on the alloy weight rings, and instantly appeared in front of the Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear, wielding an alloy greatsword to continuously slash at the Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear's weak points.
The Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear's paws danced and intertwined, trying to catch the flies and mosquitoes buzzing around in front of it.
Jiang Fan moved with the agility of a sprite among flowers, or like lightning falling from the night sky. He was nimble and fast, always able to weave through the gaps between his fingers, and could strike with precision while shifting and dodging.
Each flash of the blade was accompanied by a clanging sound of metal clashing.
For a time, the two sides fought fiercely and were evenly matched, especially Jiang Fan.
His aura grew increasingly formidable, each strike incredibly powerful and earth-shattering, as if he had lost himself in the battle.
That's right, he's having a blast killing people right now, and he also feels that his combat skills have been greatly improved.
His expression was arrogant and unrestrained, as if he wished he could continue fighting the Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear.
"What... what... what kind of monster is this?"
Zhou Xi was completely stunned, staring blankly at the scene.
Although the opponent is Advanced Psychic, he is currently affected by the rules of the secret realm. Not only is he unable to use his high-level Psychic Power at all, but even his intermediate-level Psychic Power is probably suppressed to some extent.
However, the fact that someone with only the Middle-Stage Second Rank could fight to this extent against a Four Star Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear is truly astonishing and shocking.
Not to mention Zhou Xi and the rest of the Zhou Family, even Wang Yao and the Little Turtle, who had seen countless storms, were dumbfounded.
"It seems I underestimated him."
The Little Turtle sighed. When it had witnessed Jiang Fan teach those robbers a lesson, it felt it had underestimated him. Now it realized it still hadn't.
"Such strength, such talent, it's a pity he joined the Divine Wind Camp, otherwise I would definitely have recruited him."
Wang Yao also expressed her feelings, while a hint of regret for her talent was revealed in her eyes.
As for guessing that Jiang Fan was sent by Yan Tianyang, it wasn't hard to guess, especially for the Pill Pavilion ancestor who had lived for hundreds of years.
Unlike the sentiments expressed by the man and the tortoise, the Holy Son of the Church of Justice was driven mad with jealousy.
" Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear, kill him! Kill him!!!"
The frantic roar was deafening, and everyone present could hear it clearly.
The Little Turtle couldn't help but roll its eyes, its tone full of disdain.
"Someone like him dares to impersonate my master's reincarnation? He's not even worth a single hair on my master's head! Utterly awful!"
Wang Yao's eyes flashed with murderous intent as she looked at the Holy Son of the Church of Justice. "Dare to tarnish his reputation? I'll make sure he dies a horrible death later."
Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, Jiang Fan seized the opening that the Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear had finally managed to reveal. He turned around, flashed in front of the Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear's face, and slashed straight at its burning eyes with his broadsword.
At the same time, countless Ice Flame Hedgehog Spines shot into the joints.
In an instant, a shrill roar resounded throughout the entire world.
This scene shocked everyone once again.
No one expected that the Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear would be defeated, and defeated so quickly at that.
They all initially thought that the battle between Jiang Fan and the Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear would remain intense until the Ghostfire Bone-Armored Bear was completely suppressed by the rules and disappeared after three minutes.
"Damn it! Damn it all, what are you all standing there for? Attack! We have to kill him today! I want him dead! Dead!!!"
As the Holy Son of the Church of Justice shouted, he took out his bow and arrows, firing two arrows at Jiang Fan relentlessly.
After receiving the order, the group recovered from their shock and surrounded Jiang Fan, intending to cut off all his escape routes and give him no chance to escape, determined to kill him.
Zhou Xi leaned against the tree trunk and managed to stand up.
"Let's go help him."
Although Jiang Fan displayed a powerful and awe-inspiring presence just now, after such an intense battle, he probably doesn't have much stamina left.
Continuing down this path will only lead to certain death.
"Whom are you helping?" Zhou Family asked curiously.
Zhou Xi's lips twitched suddenly, and she felt an urge to punch someone.
"Of course we'd help the Church of Justice kill people from my Great Xia faction."
"This... this isn't right, is it? We are people of Great Xia, and the Church of Justice is an anti-human cult. It's not appropriate for us to help them, is it?"
"Fuck you!"
Just as Zhou Xi was about to continue swearing, Jiang Fan dodged the countless arrows shot at him, flew to the front of the Holy Son of the Church of Justice, and kicked out, his foot slamming into the other's face.
No, to be precise, it's on the mask.
The immense impact sent the Holy Son of the Church of Justice flying like a cannonball, his back slamming heavily against a large tree.
"Boom!" The big tree fell down with a crash.
"Hiss!" The Little Turtle gasped.
I feel ashamed for him.
"Holy Son!"
The members of the Church of Justice quickly returned to their defensive positions and gathered in front of the Holy Son of the Church of Justice.
"Click click click--"
The mask was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
One breath later.
"Click!"
The mask shattered completely, turning into fragments that fell to the ground.
At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the face that had been exposed after the mask fell off.
She has fair skin and beautiful features.
That's right, it's pretty, not Yingjun.
It possesses a certain feminine beauty.
"Neither male nor female, even if my master were reincarnated, he wouldn't have a face like that. If he really did have a face like that, I think my master would rather kill himself than feel disgusted when he looks in the mirror."
The Little Turtle's words were undeniably hurtful. It was only because it transmitted its thoughts to Wang Yao through divine sense that it was heard; otherwise, if the Holy Son of the Church of Justice had overheard it, he would probably have been driven to his death by anger.
After saying that, the Little Turtle couldn't help but tease Wang Yao again.
"Honestly, if my master really turned into this androgynous appearance, would you still like him?"
Without a second thought, Wang Yao replied bluntly, "There are no 'ifs,' and it's impossible."
"I was just saying, what if—"
There are no "what ifs," and no "what ifs."
Wang Yao resolutely cut off the railway.
The Little Turtle pursed its lips, thinking to itself, "Getting old just makes it harder to take the bait."