Lin Fan looked at everything before him and smiled in satisfaction. Then, with a sleazy grin at the third chief, he bounced a grenade in his hand and walked toward him step by step.
To him, these were all points. How could he let them go?
"Stay back! Who the hell are you?" the third chief cried in terror. The thing before him had already scared him witless. Just one thrown down had blown all his underlings apart, leaving them dead beyond dead.
At the same time, he exclaimed inwardly, Since when did the Flame Magnificence Sect have these things? This isn't scientific.
Lin Fan smiled, then slapped the token at his waist. "Take a good look. First-grade outer sect disciple of the Flame Magnificence Sect. Got it? But you don't need to think so much. I'll send you flying into the sky right now."
"No, no, I..." Hearing this, the third chief panicked. He felt that this fellow's eyes were filled with evil.
But just as Lin Fan took out the grenade and prepared to pull the pin, he suddenly paused and put it away again. To the third chief, this meant his little life had finally been spared. But before he could celebrate for long, he heard words that terrified him.
"With your cultivation, you aren't worth using this thing on." Lin Fan shook his head, somewhat reluctant to part with it, then picked up the nine-ring broadsword and hacked straight at the third chief.
At this sight, the third chief was utterly terrified. Then he roared, "I'll fight you to the death!"
Lin Fan looked at him with utter disdain, his meaning clear: It's not that I'm looking down on you. You're simply dreaming.
Swinging the nine-ring broadsword with both hands, he unleashed a flurry of vicious chops at the third chief. Still, Lin Fan felt that he needed to learn a few techniques when he had the chance. Otherwise, going out and hacking people down just wasn't flashy enough.
Tremendous force came crashing through. With one careless slip, the third chief was cleaved straight in half.
Points +70.
"That felt good." Lin Fan smiled, then looked ahead.
The bandits had long since panicked. Even the third chief had been hacked to death, so what the hell were they still fighting for? Especially when the enemy had those things that exploded. They were utterly terrifying.
"Run! That guy killed the third chief!"
"Boohoo, don't kill me! I know I was wrong!"
Watching the bandits scatter in every direction, he felt so helpless, all right? With you all running so far apart, how am I supposed to hack you down?
But that's fine. I've got grenades. You think I'll let you get away?
He took out a grenade, pulled the pin, then leaned his body and hurled it into the distance with all his strength.
When the fleeing bandits saw a black dot falling from the sky, they all cried out in alarm.
"No! Help!"
Boom!
Lin Fan was having the time of his life now. He threw out grenades one after another. How could those bandits fleeing in every direction possibly escape?
Explosions rang out incessantly, and Lin Fan once again savored the pleasure of his points skyrocketing.
After clearing out all the bandits, he checked his points. He had a full 4,200.
With so many points, he could splurge again.
As for the grenades, only six remained.
Once everything was settled, it was time to loot the corpses.
There was no need to loot the minor bandits. They were bound to be poor anyway. If he was going to loot anyone, it had to be this third chief or whatever. Looking at the third chief he had cleaved in half, he could hardly bear the sight. He really had been too brutal.
After rummaging around, he actually found something: ten thousand Flame Magnificence Currency and a bottle of pills. There was nothing else.
"Fuck, you're really fucking dirt-poor." Lin Fan gave him a few kicks, thoroughly displeased.
Suddenly!
Lin Fan sensed an extremely powerful fighting strength coming from afar, accompanied by a furious roar.
"You bastard! How dare you kill my men!"
He looked toward the source of the voice. An enormous man wore a savage expression and carried a huge spiked mace. The spikes on the mace were incomparably sharp, making for a stunning sight.
As the bandits' second chief, Li Xionghe had sensed something was wrong when he heard the tremendous explosions here and hurried over.
But upon arriving, he found craters everywhere, along with many dismembered corpses. He recognized them at a glance. Weren't these his own underlings?
With his underlings dying such miserable deaths, how could he, as the second chief, stand idly by? Fury immediately blazed in his heart, and he searched for the culprit at once. The moment he saw Lin Fan, he knew this fellow must have done it.
"Who the hell are you?" Seeing him, Lin Fan instantly made a comparison. There was quite a difference between their builds. He himself was only about 1.78 meters tall, but this fellow stood at least 2.2 meters.
And his own cultivation was at the Body Tempering Seventh Stage, while the other man's cultivation... Holy shit, something's wrong.
He could no longer quite make sense of the situation before him.
Li Xionghe glared furiously at Lin Fan. "Well, well! You killed my men, and you actually ask who I am? You're courting death!" He wasted no more words. Although his body was enormous, his speed was anything but slow. The ground abruptly shattered, cracks spreading like a spiderweb, and he turned into an afterimage as he charged at Lin Fan. "Die!"
Lin Fan couldn't help growing serious. His opponent was stronger than him, at least at the Body Tempering Ninth Layer.
Fuck, that's a gap of two stages. How the hell am I supposed to fight him?
Still, who lives and who dies has yet to be decided.
Li Xionghe bellowed. His arms swelled, brimming with explosive power, and his spiked mace descended from above, whistling through the wind as it smashed toward Lin Fan.
"Holy shit!" Lin Fan abruptly dodged, slipping past the spiked mace. The ground beside him took the blow, instantly erupting into a deep crater. Shattered stones shot against his face, making it itch.
Fortunately, he had no sense of pain. Otherwise, it would have hurt like hell.
"Brat, no one can save you today." A cold light shone in Li Xionghe's eyes, his killing intent boiling. Yet inwardly, he was also astonished. This brat's cultivation was only at the Body Tempering Seventh Stage. How could he have slaughtered all his underlings? Moreover, his third brother had also been at the Body Tempering Seventh Stage. It simply wasn't scientific.
The head chief was a disciple of the Flame Magnificence Sect, and they had always worked together from inside and out. If disciples with ordinary cultivation accepted the mission, they had nothing to fear. If disciples with high cultivation or multiple disciples accepted it, they would lie low if they truly couldn't win.
But this time, they had come to grief. The force they had painstakingly built had actually been wiped out by this fellow. How could he stomach that?
"So strong." He had to admit that this big, dark brute really was formidable. Then he hurriedly swallowed the Wind Travel Pill he had drawn last time in one gulp.
His speed visibly increased.
But he wasn't going to run. He had to have a good talk about life with this fellow.
Was there any need to get so violent on their very first meeting?
Several exchanges passed.
Lin Fan kept dodging. Under such a high-speed barrage, grenades really weren't easy to use.
Li Xionghe erupted, bellowing, "Wolf Fang Burst!" His offensive instantly surged, becoming far stronger than before.
Bang!
Caught off guard, Lin Fan took a direct hit and was instantly hammered flying. He violently spat out a mouthful of blood, exclaiming inwardly, Fuck you! This isn't scientific! How could he suddenly become so strong?
Damn it, this has to be because of his technique. When I get back, I'm definitely going to train in techniques.