Immortal Huang Long was dead. He had the cultivation of the First Firmament of the Renhuang Realm and had the terrifying record of killing a Fifth Firmament of the Renhuang Realm. However, he was still killed by Jiang Xiaofan, who was only at the Fifth Firmament of the Illusory God Realm.
"This …"
"How, how could it be so terrifying? How …"
Many practitioners were trembling with fear.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
Although Immortal Huang Long was dead, the Ancient Weapon Control Technique still continued. With Jiang Xiaofan's cultivation at the peak of the Fifth Firmament of the Illusory God Realm and the killing intent of the Sky Splitting Sword Art, this secret technique was even more terrifying. Ordinary Illusory God Realm practitioners couldn't block it at all.
"No, don't continue anymore!"
"Please spare us. We will never be your enemy in the future!"
Some people began to beg for mercy, their eyes full of fear.
Anyone who reached the Illusory God Realm didn't have some confidence. Among these people, the young people had their own arrogance, and the middle-aged people had their own rich combat experience. In their opinion, there was absolutely no danger in joining forces to suppress a young man in the Illusory God Realm. It was absolutely easy.
But now, Jiang Xiaofan's methods terrified these people. They were really scared. How could there be such a terrifying Illusory God Realm practitioner in this world? Even Renhuang powerhouses were no match for him. He wasn't human at all. He was simply a monster.
"If you want to kill, you have to be prepared to be killed!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
Since these people had already attacked, there was no reason for him to be merciful.
He shook his right hand and smashed a precious weapon. His arm passed through the fragments in the sky and snapped the neck of its owner with a crack. His right leg swept out like a cold blade whirlwind and kicked another person away. The person coughed up blood and was then pierced by a flying top-grade spirit weapon on the spot.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of something breaking through the air was heard. Some people began to escape.
"Humph!"
Jiang Xiaofan was incomparably cold. He used the Illusory God Step and directly chased down.
His current speed was extremely fast. In a moment, he stopped the few people who were escaping.
"You, you …"
"Puff!"
"No, don't come over!"
"Crack!"
"Jiang Xiaofan, you devil, you will not have a good ending!"
Some people knew that they wouldn't be able to survive and roared in anger.
"Whether or not I have a good ending is my business!"
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was cold and callous. He waved his right hand, and dozens of astral swords descended. With a 'pu' sound, this person was cut to pieces.
"Ah!"
Blood-curdling screams reverberated in this space. With his supreme weapon control technique, how could these ordinary Illusion God practitioners be his opponent? In the blink of an eye, more than ten people were wiped out, and blood dyed a large area of the ground red.
After Jiang Xiaofan killed those seven Eighth Firmament Illusory God experts, this place became another battlefield of slaughter. It was unknown how many of the ancient trees in the surroundings had collapsed, and what entered their eyes was a mess and a bloody color. A Renhuang and more than a dozen Illusion God Realm cultivators had all died. Not a single one of them survived.
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was indifferent as he coldly swept his gaze behind him. In that direction, a few powerful auras had caught up. Jiang Xiaofan was naturally not unfamiliar with this. It was Ying Xianling and the others. They had once again followed the aura and caught up.
"These old fellows!"
He snorted coldly and quickly blended into the dense forest in the distance.
The Hundred Thousand Mountains was very vast. For mortals, it would probably take them a few years to walk out. However, for powerful practitioners, this was really nothing. After learning that Jiang Xiaofan, who had escaped from the Imperial Heaven Gate, had appeared here, more and more practitioners charged over.
"Giant Spirit Alliance, Sharp Edge Temple, Constellation Tower, Great Change House, Xuanming Temple, Qingyun Alliance, Golden Silkworm Inn, Dragon Tooth Sect, Fort of Blowing Snow, Fire Fox Boat. Damn it, why are there so many forces heading over? These despicable people!"
On Wuwei Peak, Lin Quan and Tang You were extremely anxious.
Jiang Xiaofan's whereabouts had been exposed, attracting more and more forces, big and small, to head over. Not to mention the Four Major Immortal Sects, some small sects also flocked over like a flock of ducks. There was no other way. The temptation of Jiang Xiaofan's name was too great. As long as they could take him down, they would be able to obtain the Divine Treasure and Immortal Sutra in his body. With these two things, they could almost directly create a huge Sacred Sect.
"Damn it, this kid is really hateful!"
On Tianyun Peak, Qin Ra curled his lips.
However, even so, he was still very anxious.
He tried to go down the mountain several times, but to no avail. He was directly caught by the Tianyun Peak Master.
"Cultivate honestly."
The Tianyun Peak Master was as usual. His hair was messy as if he had not washed it for a hundred years.
What kind of person was he, and Qin Ra was truly taught by him. How could he not know that Qin Ra wanted to help Jiang Xiaofan? However, he was even more aware of how many and terrifying Jiang Xiaofan's enemies were. If Qin Ra went, there was an 80 to 90 percent chance that he would not be able to return.
On the snowy mountain of the Ice Palace, a woman in white stood facing the cold wind. She was like a snow fairy. Her peerless appearance was enough to make any man in the world fall in love with her, but it was also enough to make any man shrink back.
Because she was too beautiful!
"Jiang Xiaofan …"
She softly spat out these three words. Finally, she stopped talking and let the wind and snow blow on her body.
In the west of the Emperor Star was the Purple Sun Sect. It was surrounded by immortal mountains and palaces. In the centermost palace, a man in black calmly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. In the end, he gently closed his eyes again.
"Boom!"
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Jiang Xiaofan was in big trouble.
The Giant Spirit Alliance, the Sharp Temple, the Star Pavilion, the Great Change Temple, the Mysterious Underworld Temple, the Qing Yun League, the Golden Silkworm Inn, the Dragon Tooth Gate, the Snowstorm Castle, and the Fire Fox Boat. More and more small forces were attacking this deep mountain. Although he had killed a lot of people with his powerful combat power, the number of people attacking him did not decrease at all.
"Kill!"
"Don't run!"
A cold shout echoed in the entire forest. Many birds were startled and flew away in all directions.
"Motherfucker!"
Jiang Xiaofan was really angry. He fiercely slashed out with the broken black blade in his hand.
His combat power was very strong. It was comparable to the young supreme warriors in this realm. However, no matter how strong he was, even ants could bite an elephant to death. There were too many practitioners chasing after him. It was too much for him to deal with. He had to dodge again and again in the deep mountain. It was very embarrassing.
"I was wondering how strong he was. It turns out that he is only like this. He is as anxious as a stray dog!"
"That's right. I don't know where his reputation came from. No matter how I look at it, he doesn't seem to live up to his reputation!"
"Little devil, I don't know what those seniors were thinking. Why did they mobilize so many people?"
A few young men sneered. They were very arrogant.
They were the young masters of their own small sects. When they heard the rumors about Jiang Xiaofan, they were naturally not convinced. So they came with the elders of their sects to kill him. At this moment, when they saw Jiang Xiaofan's slightly embarrassed appearance, they naturally sneered.
"Idiot!"
Jiang Xiaofan was disdainful.
These second generation young masters did not have any real ability. However, each and every one of them had their eyes on top of their heads. He was currently being chased by a group of practitioners. If these young men were in his place, he was sure that no matter who they were, they would be chopped into meat paste in a single move. These kind of people actually dared to talk to him like this.
"What did you say!"
The young men's eyes were cold.
Jiang Xiaofan dodged and casually mocked, "I said that you are all useless soft-footed shrimps. You only know how to hide in the crowd and talk nonsense. Other than that, what else can you do? Do you dare to come out and fight with me?"
"You!"
The young men's eyes became even colder.
"Forget it, forget it. You guys should continue to hide. Don't come out." Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "Little ants like you, if you really dare to come out, I can squash you to death with a single finger. Tell me, why did you come out? Aren't you courting death? You'd better hide well."
"You are courting death!" These young men had been pampered since they were young. When had they ever been ridiculed like this? On the spot, some of them ignored their elders and directly rushed out. They shouted, "Little devil, watch how I kill you!"
In his hand was a powerful artifact!
"Hey!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered. In a flash, his golden palm directly slapped down.
"Crack …"
In a face-to-face confrontation, that artifact was directly smashed by Jiang Xiaofan.
"You!"
The young man's expression changed as he retreated in panic.
"Want to leave? Too late!"
Jiang Xiaofan laughed.
He took a step forward, raised his golden iron fist, and slammed it down.
"Poof!"
The young man screamed as his sturdy body was torn apart on the spot.
First, the artifact was destroyed, and then the body was destroyed. This scene happened in an instant, and there were several Illusion God experts surrounding him. This scene made the other young men feel a chill on their backs, and they couldn't help but take a step back.
"Beast!"
An old man with a grizzled beard cursed. His eyes were about to split open as he directly rushed forward.
He was an elder of the Giant Spirit Alliance, and the young man who had just died was the young master of this sect!
"Humph!"
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold as he dodged using the Illusion God Step. The black broken blade in his hand had an endless pressure, and with an astonishing power, it directly cut the man in half. Then, it chopped the man's head, causing blood and brain matter to splatter everywhere.
"Too cruel, how can it be like this!"
"Devil, he really is a devil!"
Looking at this bloody scene, many cultivators cursed angrily.
Jiang Xiaofan was disdainful, and he really looked down on these people.
He was also injured, and his clothes were already stained with a lot of blood. Some of it was his own blood, but more of it was the blood of his enemies. From the beginning until now, the number of practitioners who had died in his hands was already unknown. Just the Illusion God experts alone numbered close to a hundred, and he was about to become numb from killing.
"Chi!"
Suddenly, a glaring sword light swept over, causing his expression to change on the spot.
He quickly used the Illusion God Step to escape to the side, but the sword light's speed was too fast. Even though he used the Illusion God Step to move, he still couldn't completely avoid it. The sword pierced through his arm, and blood flowed out.
Several elders of the four great sects had caught up!
"Beast, you still want to escape?"
Ying Xianling coldly shouted. Lightning flashed in his eyes as he slapped down his palm.
"Humph!"
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was indifferent as he raised his hand to meet the attack.
Golden divine light shook. Not only did he activate the Diamond Sutra, he also used the Immortal Spirit God Slaying Technique to fight against Ying Xianling.
"Bang!"
The fist and palm collided. Jiang Xiaofan was sent flying, and only stopped after smashing through five or six old trees.
If it was just a physical battle, he naturally didn't fear Ying Xianling, but Ying Xianling, as a peak master of the Imperial Heaven Sect, understood Jiang Xiaofan very well. He already knew that his physique was astonishing, so how could he suppress him with just his body alone?
"Little beast, today is the day you die!"
Ying Xianling clenched his teeth.
Jiang Xiaofan killed his son, Ying Tianyang, which made him hate Jiang Xiaofan to the core. He always wanted to kill him with his own hands. And now there was such an opportunity. He wanted to first cripple Jiang Xiaofan's cultivation, then seize the sacred treasure and Immortal Sutra, and finally kill him with the cruelest method.
"You killed my disciple. Today, it will be difficult for you to die happily even if you want to!"
Mo Zuo's eyes were cold.
"The Saint of the Ziweijiao, you should die ten thousand times over!"
The eyes of the Ziweijiao elders were cold.
"No need to talk nonsense with him. Suppress him!"
The elders of the Ice Palace were the most straightforward.
"Buzz!"
The four Renhuang elders attacked together. That kind of power was terrifying. Just the remnant energy fluctuations alone were enough to destroy a large area of the surrounding land. After these people made their move, some of the small sects nearby could only watch quietly. In this situation, who would dare to rush in? They were simply courting death.
Jiang Xiaofan's expression changed. To be able to become elders of the four sects of the Immortal Path, they were naturally not easy to deal with. Moreover, these people had an extremely strong desire to kill him, so their attacks were naturally very ruthless.
"Demon Seal, Divine Transformation Talisman, Thunder Shield!"
Although he could kill powerful figures of the first Renhuang Realm, Ying Xianling and the others were obviously not at this level. The weakest among them was eight levels higher than Jiang Xiaofan. It was too difficult to fight them head-on.
"Boom!"
Powerful divine energy overflowed in all directions, shocking many of the cultivators.
This was no longer a battle that Illusion God cultivators could participate in. Ying Xianling, Mo Zuo, Elder Ziweijiao, and the elders of the Ice Palace were very powerful even in the Renhuang Realm. Killing a Illusion God cultivator was no different from stepping on an ant.
"Cough!"
Jiang Xiaofan's body flew backward. His face was somewhat pale, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were extremely cold, but he did not stop at all. He used the rebound force to escape into the distance. Four Renhuang came at him at the same time. He really did not have the strength to fight. So every time he encountered Ying Xianling and the others, his first choice was to escape. If he fought them head-on, he would not gain any advantage.
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