The strongest trial only allowed Illusory God Realm practitioners under the age of thirty to participate. But now, a Renhuang over a hundred years old had stepped into the trial. His identity and origin made people feel awe and fear, and they wanted to kill Jiang Xiaofan.
"Rules? My Zhu family is the rule here! "The purple-robed man had his hands behind his back, looking very proud. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan, his eyes were a little cold. He said coldly, "Do it, medicine slave. Cut off his limbs and destroy his cultivation."
Clang! Clang!
The old man was a medicine slave of the hidden Zhu family. He was not a direct descendant and was only a servant. This time, he entered only to protect the purple-robed man. At this moment, he coldly stared at Jiang Xiaofan. The black sword in his hand clanged, full of murderous intent.
This was a top treasure. Just the coldness it emitted made many trial takers' faces change. It was like an extremely cold current had swept through the entire space. Many people felt a burst of pain on their skin, and they staggered back a few meters.
"This is too much!"
Ye Yuanxue was very dissatisfied. Qin Ra's face also turned cold. Chen Yifeng directly took a step forward. Their combat strength was not weak. Their combined strength was enough to kill a Renhuang. They did not care about this old man at all.
"Don't come over …" Jiang Xiaofan waved his hand and stopped everyone with a smile. His expression was calm. He took a step forward and said, "First Heavenly Layer of Renhuang. Very good. Using your strength to temper yourself, you saved me the time of looking for demons and beasts!"
Many trial takers were stunned when they heard this. Then, their hearts shook.
Not only did Ye Futian not care when a Renhuang level cultivator came knocking on his door, he even treated the other party as a stepping stone to hone himself. This kind of courage and courage made these cultivators deeply respect him. They knew that they did not have such courage. It was impossible for them to face a Renhuang level cultivator directly.
"Arrogant!"
The purple-robed man's face sank. The two women behind him looked even more disdainful. Especially one of them, her eyes were full of resentment. Not long ago, Jiang Xiaofan not only injured her, but also took away her protective treasure.
"Come, Human Sovereign of the Zhu Clan …"
Jiang Xiaofan stood alone in the void and spoke in a calm tone.
He completely ignored the purple-clothed man and the two maids behind him. In the eyes of others, the purple-clothed man was a member of a hidden family. He had a high status and needed to be respected. However, in his eyes, the purple-clothed man was nothing.
A strange light flashed in Bing Xin's eyes. She looked at the young man in white seriously. Beside her, Ye Qiuyu looked calm. They stood in the distance and didn't move because they believed in Jiang Xiaofan. Even so, they were ready to attack at any time. After all, the old man was a Renhuang.
"Boom …"
The medicine slave of the Zhu Family was expressionless, as if he was an emotionless killing machine. The long sword in his hand flowed with bloody and black light, as if it could destroy everything in the world. It was strange and terrifying, causing the scalps of many trial challengers to tingle.
Every slash of his sword caused space to distort and create hurricanes, which brought great pressure to Jiang Xiaofan.
After all, he was a Renhuang. Although he only had the cultivation of the first Renhuang Plane, he was absolutely terrifying. In the face of such a powerful enemy, Jiang Xiaofan looked serious. Naturally, he wouldn't be careless and directly used the Thunder God Spell.
"Rumble!"
Unparalleled lightning fell from the sky. The purple light covered almost all the space within a radius of a hundred feet. Jiang Xiaofan stood in the middle of it like the Thunder God. He waved his right hand and caught a bolt of purple lightning. He swept it forward like a divine sword.
The terrifying collision seemed to destroy the void. The fluctuations of divine power swept out in all directions with the two of them as the center. Many trial challengers were shocked. Such a battle was too terrifying. Many cultivators felt a chill run down their spines.
With one blow, Jiang Xiaofan flew backward. His blood and Qi tumbled as he landed below. However, his expression didn't change much. He formed a mudra with his right hand. Thousands of lightning bolts roared together like thousands of streams returning to the sea, drowning the medicine slave of the Zhu Family.
"Whoosh!"
The dark light vibrated. The blood-red sword light shot out and pressed down like hundreds of mountains.
The old man in linen clothes shattered the lightning in the sky and charged out with the divine sword. He swung his sword forward with no expression on his face. This sword almost froze the entire space. It shattered the dark clouds in the sky with a powerful destructive force.
"Terrifying!"
"This is the combat power of a Renhuang. Who can stop it?"
Many trial challengers gasped.
Above the void, Jiang Xiaofan's expression didn't change, but he was shocked in his heart. A Renhuang was indeed terrifying. Although he was only at the first Renhuang Plane, he was like a huge demonic mountain, giving him a terrible pressure.
After all, his cultivation was only at the second Renhuang Plane of the Illusory God Realm. He was seven levels lower than the medicine slave of the Zhu Family. The old man in linen clothes was not Ghost Li, so Jiang Xiaofan's Buddhist scriptures couldn't restrain him. He could only fight with his own strength.
"Buzz!"
The blood-red sword light gushed out like ripples, creating a vast fog.
The old man in linen clothes looked cold and attacked again. He didn't use any magic, but he was still terrifying. The blood-red sword seemed to have frozen time. It didn't give Jiang Xiaofan any room to retreat. He sealed everything with one sword.
"Be careful!"
Qin Ra and the others looked worried.
On the other side, the man in purple clothes sneered. He looked at the void with his hands behind his back and said disdainfully, "A lowly person from the mortal world dares to be an enemy of the Zhu Family. Look at who you are. You don't know the immensity of heaven and earth."
His words were arrogant and mean. He was high above. Although he was targeting Jiang Xiaofan, it also made many trial challengers here embarrassed. The other party was too arrogant. He actually regarded all cultivators outside the hidden families as lowly people.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, Jiang Xiaofan's sneer came from above the void.
His figure flashed in the void again and again, dodging the destructive sword light of the Zhu Family's medicine slave. He directly threw a punch. The silver iron fist hit the blood-red sword and made a crisp clang. It was like a heavenly drum being beaten. Many cultivators felt pain in their eardrums.
"This, this …"
"He … he's shaking a top-grade precious weapon with his body!"
"Abnormal! He's not human!"
On the ground, many trial challengers opened their mouths wide. That was a top-grade precious weapon. It was only one step away from transforming into a supreme treasure. But now, a Fantasy God Realm cultivator was shaking it with his body. Many people were so shocked that their hearts twitched fiercely.
"Clang!"
Jiang Xiaofan's expression didn't change. His silver fist kept smashing down, hitting the blood-red sword repeatedly and completely blocking it. But even so, the old man in linen clothes still didn't change his expression. He was as cold as ice. Holding the blood-stained sword in his right hand, his left hand suddenly slammed down, shattering a part of the void.
This was the power of a Renhuang. His body was invincible, and his divine power was unparalleled. There was an insurmountable gap between him and a Fantasy God Realm cultivator. However, it had to be said that some monstrous peerless geniuses didn't fall into this category. They could ignore such a gap, and it was very common for them to fight across several small realms.
"Boom …"
Jiang Xiaofan shook his body and sidestepped the old man's left hand. At the same time, the corners of his mouth rose. A gorgeous sword appeared in his right hand, and he directly slashed at the blood-red sword of the old man in linen clothes.
However, just as the two swords were about to collide, the old man in linen clothes seemed to have sensed something wrong. He forcefully pulled back the blood-stained sword in his hand and avoided the Sky Demon Sword in Jiang Xiaofan's hand.
"This …"
"Why?"
Many people were puzzled. They didn't understand why the Renhuang of the Zhu Family suddenly withdrew his peerless sword. In their perception, the sword in Jiang Xiaofan's hand didn't have the slightest fluctuation of divine power. It was just a little more gorgeous.
Jiang Xiaofan frowned. He secretly thought to himself that a Renhuang was indeed terrifying. Even though there was no fluctuation of divine power on the Sky Demon Sword, the old man still felt a trace of threat. However, although he was surprised, he didn't stop what he was doing.
"Swoosh …"
The Sky Demon Sword disappeared from his right hand and was replaced by a sparkling jade cauldron that exuded the same terrifying pressure. This cauldron was no worse than the blood-stained sword in the hands of the old man in linen clothes. It was taken out from the lair of the snow-white demon beast. It was also a top precious weapon.
"Boom …"
The divine sword collided with the cauldron, and a dazzling divine light burst out in all directions.
Jiang Xiaofan was sent flying again. His blood was surging, and his face was pale. Traces of blood seeped from the corners of his mouth. He had suffered serious injuries. This was the first time he had faced a Renhuang in a head-on battle. He clearly sensed the terror of a cultivator of this realm. Compared to the Fantasy God Realm, the difference was too great.
"Humph!"
The man in purple sneered. With his hands behind his back, he looked at Jiang Xiaofan as if he was looking at a corpse.
Qin Ra and the others were a little worried. They looked at the void without blinking.
They knew that Jiang Xiaofan was very strong and his combat strength was terrifying. But now, he was facing a real Renhuang. They were not on the same level at all. No matter how monstrous a genius was, it was almost impossible to defeat a Renhuang in the second heaven of the Fantasy God Realm. The difference was too great.
"Buzz …"
The old man in linen clothes' eyes were cold and emotionless. He spread out his left hand, and wisps of dark light pressed down. This move seemed simple, but it contained the color change of the pinnacle realm. Its power was very terrifying. It made Jiang Xiaofan feel the threat of death. His face was extremely solemn.
The Mysterious Jade Cauldron floated above his head. At this moment, his left and right hands moved at the same time. He pinched a seal and cast a Divine Transformation Talisman. They collided with the old man's left hand, creating sparks. But what surprised him was that the 13 Divine Transformation Talismans did not completely block this divine power.
"Bang …"
Jiang Xiaofan retreated and was sent flying again. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his figure was a little shaky.
The old man in linen clothes stepped forward. He did not take Jiang Xiaofan seriously at all. He closed in on him and coldly stretched out his hand. A powerful force spread out. The old man's hand pressed down, faintly sealing off all the space around him. He wanted to directly suppress Jiang Xiaofan, not giving him a chance to dodge or retreat.
"Hey!"
Jiang Xiaofan was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but at this moment, he showed a playful smile.
The old man in linen clothes' expression changed slightly. He was keenly aware of a trace of strangeness. In the next moment, a silver iron fist appeared in his sight. A force that was no weaker than his spread out. The pure power of the body made the space ripple and creak.
"Bang …"
The silver iron fist collided with the old man's hand, shaking the sky with monstrous waves.
"You're hiding your strength!"
The old man in linen clothes' expression changed, and he spoke for the first time.
His left hand was numb and in severe pain. His bones felt like they were about to crack. This shocked him. He quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from Jiang Xiaofan. He never thought that he, a Human Emperor, would be so inferior to this young man in the God Illusion Realm in terms of physical strength.
"Humph!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered. How could he let go of such a good opportunity? He moved forward with mysterious steps. He had no advantage against the old man in linen clothes. The only thing that could suppress him was his powerful physical body that had been tempered by the Diamond Sutra.
In close combat, relying on this body, he was not afraid of Human Emperors.
"Swish …"
The Phantom Steps was known as an unparalleled movement technique. In the field of speed, almost no secret technique could compare. At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan's body split into thousands of forms. He was as illusory as the clouds in the sky. He disappeared from where he was in an instant and pressed forward.
"Bang …"
The iron fist crossed the sky, illuminating the firmament.
The combination of the Phantom God Step and the Thunder God Secret Art created a heaven-shocking speed that was unparalleled in the world. A silver fist seemed to have penetrated through space and directly smashed into the old man's face, causing him to be sent flying like a scarecrow, leaving behind a string of glaring red blood and two withered old teeth in the void.
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