The green-robed old man did not move, but these dozen figures made Jiang Xiaofan feel a mountain-like pressure. Together, they rushed forward like an unstoppable torrent, sweeping up the dust in the sky.
"Clang …"
He forcefully swung the Dao Sword in his hand, and it collided with the silver spear. Along with a crisp sound, a crack suddenly appeared on the Dao Sword, and a corner was missing. Almost in an instant, a cold spear with a cold aura pierced through, aiming straight for the space between Jiang Xiaofan's eyebrows. It was simple, yet ruthless!
"Swoosh …"
An afterimage was left behind, and Jiang Xiaofan's real body appeared in another location. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his heart was somewhat cold. Fortunately, he was able to control the Phantom Steps, otherwise, it would have been very difficult to dodge this spear.
After a short contact, Jiang Xiaofan discovered a fact. These people were very frightening, and they were far from being comparable to ordinary people. They were also at the eighth layer of Minute Subtlety, but Ding Gao, who was beaten by him not long ago, was much weaker. He simply could not be compared to these people in front of him, the difference was too great!
"Little Guy, leave first, and wait for me outside the Blazing Fire Forest."
Jiang Xiaofan whispered. With a strong enemy in front of him, it was very difficult for him to take care of this little thing.
This little thing was very intelligent, and it understood Jiang Xiaofan's words. It also seemed to know that it would only be a burden to him, so it made a few 'wu wu' sounds to remind him to be careful. Then, it flapped its wings and flew away, quickly disappearing from his sight.
After seeing the little thing leave, Jiang Xiaofan's expression became heavy. He did not stay to fight, but instead turned around and flew towards the depths of the Blazing Fire Forest. These people were very strong, and he absolutely could not face them head-on. Otherwise, only death would await him.
Moreover, there was also that green-robed old man. This was what he was most worried about. He felt an incomparably great threat from this old man, and this faintly discernible aura made him feel breathless.
A noise came from the forest, and more than a dozen figures quickly chased after Jiang Xiaofan.
The sound of weapons clashing reverberated in the surroundings. Fallen leaves swirled in the air and the firebird fled. The Taoist Sword in Jiang Xiaofan's hand was quickly shattered. However, he was not worried. His body movement was very strange, as smooth as flowing water. He quickly sent the person beside him flying and casually snatched the silver spear from his hand.
"Extraordinary indeed!"
The moment he held the silver spear, Jiang Xiaofan was stunned. The spear hadn't reached the level of a Spirit Weapon, but it was very sturdy. The material was extraordinary, much stronger than the Dao Sword of the Imperial Heavenly Gate.
In the distance, the green-clothed elder followed. He stood on top of an ancient tree and looked at Jiang Xiaofan with an expressionless face.
Even though his weapon had been taken away, the man's expression did not change. His face was still as cold as ever. He clenched his right hand into a fist, and blue light flickered as he smashed it towards Jiang Xiaofan's head. At the same time, the people around him also brandished their spears, piercing forward.
Jiang Xiaofan sneered. His left hand met the fist that flickered with blue light, and the spear in his right hand fiercely swung out.
"Bang …"
The few spears were blocked by Jiang Xiaofan, and the person who had punched out was sent flying like a kite with its string cut. His entire right hand was hanging down. It had been shattered by Jiang Xiaofan, and it would be impossible for him to recover in a short period of time.
Even so, that person still did not have any expression. He charged over without fear of death. Since he couldn't use his right hand, he switched to his left hand. After his left hand was shattered, he switched to his legs. He wouldn't rest until he killed Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was grave. These people were not simple. Every one of them was an expert. In a one-on-one battle, he might not be afraid of any one of them, but with over a dozen figures working together, it would be difficult for him to withstand them no matter how strong he was. He fought with these people while charging into the depths of the Blazing Fire Forest.
Over a dozen figures chased after him. Although they did not have the terrifying speed of Jiang Xiaofan, with over a dozen of them working together, they would cause him some trouble from time to time. It was very difficult for him to shake them off.
The only thing that made Jiang Xiaofan feel relieved was that the old man in green did not make a move. This old thing made him feel incomparably apprehensive. Even in the process of fighting with over a dozen people, he had to divert some of his attention to the old man.
He advanced and retreated in the encirclement of over a dozen figures. There were already bloodstains on his body. After all, he was not facing one person, but over a dozen people. Among them, none of them had a lower cultivation than him. It was already very heaven-defying for him to be able to persist for so long.
However, even so, Jiang Xiaofan still felt more and more apprehensive as the battle went on. These people were really powerful, and the martial arts they practiced were very special. The blue divine power made Jiang Xiaofan feel deeply apprehensive. It was definitely not ordinary.
"Pfff …"
The battle had already lasted for several hours. Jiang Xiaofan's figure suddenly disappeared from where he was standing. He dodged several silver spears, leaving behind an afterimage. The sharp weapon in his hand suddenly pierced through the heavily injured figure.
This was the first time Jiang Xiaofan had killed someone. However, after killing with a single strike, he did not have time to sigh with emotion. He did not even have time to pull out his weapon. He rolled on the ground, conveniently avoiding several cold lights that were piercing towards him.
One of their companions was killed, and there were still eleven figures left. However, their expressions still did not change. They were like unconscious vegetative people. There was only killing intent on their bodies. They did not even glance at the corpse on the ground.
As for the old man in green, his expression was even more indifferent. He still had no intention of making a move.
After Jiang Xiaofan got up, he once again shot towards the depths of the forest. Fighting with so many experts at the same time, even if he cultivated the supreme ancient Buddhist scriptures, it would still be useless. In the end, he would inevitably die of exhaustion. These people were different from a pack of wolves. Apart from their lack of emotional fluctuations, they were all very powerful and had extraordinary strength.
"Xia Fengming, there will be a day when I will chop you up alive!"
Jiang Xiaofan fiercely said as he fled. His right shoulder was covered in blood. The bone in his arm had almost been pierced through. If he did not cultivate the illusory Phantom Steps, his entire left arm would have been crippled.
Four hours later, there were several more bloodstains on his body. Even his clothes were dyed red. However, he also made his opponents pay the price in blood. Two more people were beheaded by him. Now, there were only nine figures left behind, as well as the old man in green.
In his hand was another spear that had been snatched. It was stained with blood. There was his blood, but there was also the blood of his enemies. He had already consumed half of his divine power, but he still could not shake off his enemies.
And behind the nine figures, the old man in green seemed very calm. His speed did not seem fast, but he always followed behind the nine figures, maintaining a certain distance. He did not speak, nor did he make a move.
Jiang Xiaofan could imagine that this old fellow's cultivation could only be described as terrifying. It was definitely not something that the current him could contend against. The only thing he could do was escape.
The path to the Imperial Heaven Gate had already been sealed off by these people. It was impossible for him to turn back now, or else he would face the joint attack of the nine figures. Furthermore, the old man in green might even make a move. At that time, he would be completely finished, so he could only rush into the depths of the Blazing Fire Forest.
The sky gradually darkened, and the nine people who survived became even fiercer. A few more wounds appeared on Jiang Xiaofan's body. These people used a battle skill similar to a divine ability, and the blue light was like a killing sword as it attacked.
"Boom …"
A glaring brilliance erupted in this forest, like fireworks blooming. It was extremely beautiful.
However, under this beautiful blue light, there was a powerful killing intent. Jiang Xiaofan was forced into a corner. He could no longer hide his strength. A golden divine light suddenly erupted, and even his hair was dyed with a layer of golden light.
"Golden divine power?"
The old man in green muttered to himself, and for the first time, he frowned.
It was common knowledge that when one cultivated different profound techniques, their divine power would appear in different colors. However, on the Emperor Star, the ancient books recorded that there were only seven colors of divine power — silver, black, green, gray, cyan, blue, and purple.
Golden divine power had never appeared in the history of the Emperor Star's cultivation. In the ancient books that existed today, there were no records of golden divine power. This made the old man in green's eyes flash.
"Swish …"
The ancient scriptures of Buddhism circulated, and Jiang Xiaofan's aura soared. In an instant, he disappeared from his original spot. The spear in his right hand was glaring with golden light, and his left hand was clenched into a fist as if it was made of gold.
"Pfft …"
"Bang …"
The Diamond Sutra of Buddhism made his physique incomparably strong, and the Phantom Steps made his figure erratic. He broke through the blockade in an instant, and the spear in his right hand ruthlessly stabbed into the chest of one person. His left fist punched the head of the other person, and he was sent flying. After twitching a few times on the ground, he stopped moving.
Two powerful cultivators, one at the eighth and the other at the ninth layer of Minute Subtlety, couldn't even see Jiang Xiaofan's figure clearly. In a moment, they lost consciousness, and their lives came to an end!
However, at this moment, a green figure stepped through the air and appeared in front of Jiang Xiaofan in the blink of an eye. While still in the air, the old man stretched out his right leg and stomped towards Jiang Xiaofan's face.
Jiang Xiaofan turned pale with fright. This old man finally made his move. His speed was so fast that even he, who cultivated the Phantom Steps, was shocked. He simply didn't have time to dodge, and hastily placed the silver spear in front of his chest.
In the next moment, Jiang Xiaofan knew how terrifying the strength of the old man in green was. The silver spear was broken, and the foot left a mark on his chest. He was kicked dozens of feet away, and only stopped after smashing a few ancient trees.
"Cough …"
Jiang Xiaofan vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his complexion turned even paler than snow. He struggled to stand up by holding onto the tree beside him, and he was inexplicably shocked.
The old man in green was really too terrifying. If he didn't cultivate the Diamond Sutra, his physique was strong, and even had the protection of the supreme ancient scriptures of Buddhism, that kick just now would have definitely taken his life.
The old man in green was still expressionless, but his heart was surging with monstrous waves. He was very clear about the strength of his kick. Even if it was a cultivator of the Enlightened Realm, it was absolutely impossible for them to survive. However, this person in front of him, not only did he survive, he was actually able to stand up!
After the old man in green made his move, the seven people who were still alive stood behind him, motionless. In their understanding, since this old man made his move, then Jiang Xiaofan was destined to become an ice-cold corpse.
Jiang Xiaofan trembled as he took out an Immortal Spiritual Root from his interspatial ring. He used all his strength to crush it, and his pale complexion immediately began to improve. This once again shocked the old man, as he felt a dense Immortal Spiritual Qi!
Taking advantage of the old man's slight change in expression, Jiang Xiaofan once again rushed towards the depths of the Blazing Fire Forest. He was definitely not this old man's match, and if he faced him head on, only death would await him. Right now, he could only run!
"Chase!"
The old man in green expressionlessly spat out a word, and the seven silhouettes behind him immediately shot out like lightning.
The sun set in the west, and when the last ray of light disappeared from the horizon, the curtain of night fell. In the distant vault of heaven, there were only a few faint stars. The entire Blazing Fire Forest had completely sunk into darkness, and nothing could be seen.
Jiang Xiaofan smiled, but it was incomparably cold, as if the god of death had summoned him. The aura on his body instantly disappeared without a trace, as if he had turned into a wisp of air …
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