Sometimes, being touched was just that simple. A sentence, a word, or an insignificant action could be passed on. The girl's words were simple. Even though she kept her head down and her voice was not much louder than a mosquito's buzzing, her words made Jiang Xiaofan feel deeply moved.
"I'd say that the entire Immortal Moon Clan can't even compare to a strand of Xiao Wu's hair."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled.
He tilted his head and looked forward. His eyes quickly turned cold.
At this moment, he suddenly exuded an incomparably terrifying aura. A majestic aura surged out and froze the space within a radius of 300 meters. "I should've warned Ling Ye. If he dares to provoke Xiao Wu again, I'll make him pay the heaviest price …"
Buzz!
The space trembled as if countless birds were flapping their wings.
Jiang Xiaofan remained where he was without moving. He held Xian Yuewu's hand with his left hand and slowly raised his right hand. His voice was filled with ruthlessness. "Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to have listened to my words …"
The dozen or so Mystic Immortals in front of him all looked serious.
"Go!"
The middle-aged leader shouted and was the first to charge forward.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The word "kill" resounded through the sky and shook the entire plain. The vast aura spread far and wide, causing many cultivators to look in that direction at the same time. All of them were shocked.
"What a terrifying wave. This is …"
"That seems to be the Sunset Plain. Is there a battle there?"
"Let's go take a look!"
There were still 13 Mystic Immortals in the Ling Clan. The wave that they released at the same time was so powerful that it immediately alarmed all the cultivators within a ten-mile radius. They all flew in that direction to find out what was going on.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Immortal weapons crisscrossed in the void as if someone was beating a drum.
Jiang Xiaofan looked forward calmly and did not care at all. At this moment, the girl beside him tugged at Jiang Xiaofan's sleeve and said softly, "Many people are coming here. Many, many …"
"I'm fine."
Jiang Xiaofan frowned slightly and then shook his head, indicating that she did not need to worry.
To be honest, it was only a dozen or so Xuan Immortals. He really didn't think much of them. Now, he wouldn't feel the slightest pressure even if a dozen half-step Three Pure Ones came, let alone a dozen ordinary Profound Immortals.
Why?
His Dao was different from others. For others, breaking through to the Xuan Immortal Realm was much easier than breaking through to the Human Sovereign Realm. However, he was different. He'd broken through to the Mysterious Immortal Realm beneath the Pit of Ten Thousand, and he'd utilized boundless Dao Laws to reforge his flesh, blood, and bones. In the end, he'd even endured the heavenly tribulation of the Grand Dao and used the tribulation lightning to temper his body once more.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that he was definitely the strongest Xuan Immortal in history!
Domains, dao laws, and heavenly tribulations — these were all accumulated at the cost of one's life. The more hopeless the situation was, the higher one's achievements would be once one survived. For example, if a person carried a heavy load for a long time, after a long time, his load bearing ability would naturally be much stronger than the average person. The logic was that simple.
Boom!
Divine Power surged as more than ten immortal weapons came crashing down at the same time.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The Ling Clan's Xuan Immortals roared as they pushed the power of their immortal weapons to the limit.
They no longer dared to underestimate this early-stage Xuan Immortal young man. Although his cultivation was much lower than theirs, that enormous pressure made their hearts palpitate. They all felt the threat of death.
"Ka!"
More than ten immortal weapons attacked at the same time. How terrifying was that? The void directly cracked open.
The space turbulence gushed out like a gushing hot spring, rushing out clouds of mist that made one's heart palpitate. This kind of thing was very scary. Even if a Renhuang warrior touched it a little, he or she would be smashed to pieces in an instant.
"Xiaofan …"
The young girl looked up at Jiang Xiaofan. She was a little worried.
"Don't be afraid."
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.
At this moment, he didn't stay quiet. He reached out his right hand and slapped out in a direct and simple manner.
"Ka!"
"Ka!"
"Ka!"
The sound of porcelain breaking rang out continuously … In just a dozen breaths, the Ling Clan's thirteen Xuan Immortals were all trembling, their eyes filled with fear.
Thirteen immortal weapons, their strongest magic treasures. But now, thirteen immortal weapons were completely destroyed in the blink of an eye by someone in a simple and primitive way. He, he actually destroyed the immortal weapons with just the strength of his physical body!
"You … you …"
Someone's heart palpitated and couldn't help but take a step back.
Boom!
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold as his right leg lightly shook the ground.
Boom!
The whole land was boiling, and cracks appeared on the plains. The Spiritual Qi of the earth was surging below, like a boiling water source, and white steam was rising up.
Roar!
A dragon's roar shook the heavens as a white energy heavenly dragon rushed out from the ground and then suddenly swooped down.
Puff!
One of the Xuan Immortals was directly hit, and his powerful body was immediately torn into pieces. His face revealed a pained expression as his body shone with divine light. His shattered flesh gradually wriggled and quickly healed.
However …
"Ka!"
The clear sky suddenly turned pitch black, and a purple lightning bolt suddenly fell, directly drowning the person. A shrill scream came out from the lightning, and then it instantly quieted down.
When the light dissipated, the place was charred black, and only a pile of black ashes was left. Clearly, the Ling Clan's Xuan Immortal had disappeared. He was completely destroyed by the purple lightning bolt.
"Damn it!"
"Kill!"
"Use your domain!"
There were twelve people in the Ling Clan who could still fight, and they all roared angrily.
The eighteen of them came together just to kill an early-stage Xuan Immortal young man. But now, the white-robed man didn't even move a single step, and five of them died, and one was crippled.
This loss was too great!
Boom!
Powerful divine light filled the surroundings, and the killing intent was shocking.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
At this moment, the sound of something breaking through the air could be heard from afar. Someone was attracted by the divine power of the Ling Clan's Xuan Immortals and finally rushed over from afar, stopping a few hundred feet away from the center of the battlefield.
"That's!"
"Golden armor, it's, it's the Ling Clan's people!"
"They, the Ling Clan's Xuan Immortals came out just to kill a man and a woman?"
Looking at the Xuan Immortals who were crazily attacking, many cultivators were shocked.
When they saw the corpse lying on the ground and the pile of minced meat nearby, they couldn't help but gasp in shock. The shining armor and the shards of the armor clearly belonged to the Ling Clan, but now, their owner was dead, killed by someone.
"Could it be that man and woman who killed them?"
"It can't be, right? They look so young. How could they do it? "
"But … but there's no one else here. The Ling Clan can't kill their own people, right?"
"Was it really that man and woman who killed them?"
"Who are they? Why would the Ling Clan's Xuan Immortals come to kill them? And, and so many Xuan Immortals at once? "
Quite a few cultivators were puzzled and confused.
But in the next moment, everyone's eyes widened …
Boom!
Heaven and earth shook as if a heavenly drum had been beaten.
The feeling of being surrounded by people wasn't good. Jiang Xiaofan didn't have the mood to deal with the Ling Clan. At this moment, his Indestructible Battle Body shook slightly, causing the surrounding space to distort.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three black and white sword auras rushed out of his body and slashed at them.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
The three sword auras were all from the Sky Splitter Fourth Sword, and they directly pierced through the three Xuan Immortals of the Ling Clan.
As expected, their bodies were still there, but their Essence Spirits were destroyed, and only their empty shells were left.
"This, this, this …"
"God!"
"Am I dreaming?"
A few hundred meters away, dozens of cultivators who had just arrived felt chills down their spines.
He killed three Xuan Immortals without even taking a step. Moreover, they were Xuan Immortals of the Ling Clan. This was no different from the sun rising from the west.
On the Sunset Plain, Jiang Xiaofan looked at the white-clothed girl beside him and said gently, "Xiao Wu, can you wait for me here? I'll take care of them quickly, and we'll leave. Xiao Wu, you don't like being watched by so many people, right? "
"I don't like it."
The girl shook her head and let go of Jiang Xiaofan.
She took a few steps back and said softly, "Xiao Fan, be careful."
"Okay."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and nodded at her. Then, he flashed and disappeared from the spot.
In an instant, he charged into the nine remaining Xuan Immortals of the Ling Clan. His eyes were cold as he raised his hand and slapped to the side.
Puff!
His speed was too fast, and the people around him couldn't dodge at all. They were directly slapped into oblivion.
Bang!
He turned around and punched out, smashing another Profound Immortal into pieces.
His expression was completely flat, and it seemed as if he wasn't killing Mysterious Immortal Realm experts at all, and he was only killing numerous insects instead. His eyes were cold as he pulled back his right hand and smashed another Xuan Immortal's head into pieces. Even his primordial spirit and sea of consciousness were destroyed.
"Oh my god, this, this, this …"
"Are these people from the Ling Clan really Xuan Immortals?"
"Could the aura be fake?"
Many spectators were stunned. They felt a chill down their spines and their bodies trembled.
How could a Xuan Immortal be so weak?
No, he wasn't weak. He was like tofu.
In their field of vision, Jiang Xiaofan did not show any trace of Divine Power fluctuation. They felt that he was no different from a mortal. However, the Xuan Immortals around him used all their divine powers and secret techniques, but it was useless. As long as the giant hand approached, no one would be able to escape. As long as the fist pressed down, no one would be able to avoid being smashed into pieces.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
It was a simple action, just a pair of fists, and three more Xuan Immortals of the Ling Clan died.
"Who the hell are you?"
There were a total of four people from the Ling Clan standing on the plain, including the one whose cultivation had been destroyed. At that moment, all of their faces turned pale as they looked at the white-robed man in front of them in horror.
Was this man a devil?
If not, how could he be so terrifying?
They were all from the Ling Clan of the Fairy Planet. All of them were powerful figures who had cultivated for more than a hundred years and had made a name for themselves in this world. However, a young man in his twenties had killed 13 of them with a simple move. 13 Xuan Immortals.
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