Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1424 This senior is simply a killing god!
In the market town, several evil cultivators, relying on the fearsome reputation of "Old Demon of the Northern Tomb," have always acted recklessly and arrogantly, turning the market town into a chaotic mess.

At this moment, they were leisurely strolling down the street, completely convinced that this was their own carefree paradise.

Unexpectedly, someone dared to attack them brazenly in broad daylight on the main street of the market.

The unexpected turn of events left them frozen in place, their expressions filled with disbelief.

Su Fan seized the opportunity, took a step forward, and rushed towards them like lightning.

In an instant, the air seemed to be sliced ​​open by a sharp blade, making a hissing sound.

The ferocious beast claw in his hand gleamed coldly in the sunlight, resembling a savage beast ready to devour its prey.

With a "whoosh," the beast's claw swept out with a sharp gust of wind, distorting the air in its wake.

The two evil cultivators were unable to dodge in time and were cut in half at the waist by this terrifying force.

Their bodies collapsed to the ground like puppets with broken strings, their four severed corpses lying on the ground, their bright red entrails spilling out, and the stench of blood instantly filling the air.

Su Fan landed a successful blow, then turned around and kicked out with his right leg like a black lightning bolt, creating a whooshing sound as it struck a malevolent cultivator squarely in the waist.

With a sharp "crack," like an old tree snapping in a strong wind, the evil cultivator's body suddenly bent at an eerie ninety-degree angle before crashing heavily to the ground, his fate unknown.

Su Fan's abnormal physical body is nothing short of heaven-defying; his entire body is a deadly weapon.

That whip kick was so powerful that even a Nascent Soul cultivator or a Body Integration cultivator would likely suffer broken bones and fractured tendons if they were hit by it.

Only then did the remaining three evil cultivators realize the truth.

But by the time they frantically tried to unleash their magic weapons to fight back, it was already too late.

Once Su Fan gains the upper hand and gets close, his opponent will only be able to crush and destroy him.

He wielded the beast claws with ferocious force, and with a flash of cold light, he cut down two more people in succession.

The last evil cultivator was terrified and hastily summoned his magic weapon.

"boom……"

He tossed out a small banner the size of a palm, and instantly billowing black smoke spread out. The small banner grew larger in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a terrifying black banner several meters in size.

On the black banner, demonic patterns flickered, and a demonic creature formed from demonic smoke appeared, baring its fangs and claws.

This monster was enormous, surrounded by black mist, and its blood-red eyes revealed endless ferocity. It opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar, rushing towards Su Fan like a black torrent.

Su Fan's expression was cold and stern. With a thought, a broken sword instantly appeared in his other hand.

This broken sword may seem unremarkable, its blade bearing the marks of time, but in Su Fan's hands, it seems to contain boundless power.

He swung his sword down suddenly, and with a loud "boom," it was like a thunderclap exploding on flat ground.

The broken sword suddenly unleashed astonishing power, instantly blasting the hideous and terrifying demon into pieces, sending demonic smoke scattering in all directions.

Not only that, even the huge black banner was not spared, it was cut into pieces and turned into a pile of fragments, with only a tattered little banner remaining, lying alone on the ground.

Seeing his black banner, which he had nurtured with his own blood and essence for many years, destroyed, the evil cultivator was terrified.

He stared in horror, his eyes wide, and quickly patted his chest. With a "crack," the jade pendant on his chest shattered into dust.

At the same time, a spiritual energy shield instantly rose up, tightly protecting him within it.

Almost simultaneously, Su Fan rushed in front of him like a ghost, his ferocious beast claws slashing down with overwhelming force.

"boom……"

The spiritual energy shield was easily torn apart like fragile paper by the terrifying power of the beast's claws, and the evil cultivator was also cleaved in two, with blood splattering on the spot.

Su Fan slightly raised his hand, looking at the broken sword in his hand, and pondered to himself.

As expected, this broken sword from the upper realm, like the "Demon-Slaying Sword," has a multiplied damage amplification against demons.

He glanced again at the beast's claw on his right hand. It seemed that the alien beasts not only had a strong immunity to magic, but also had an astonishing destructive power against human magic defenses.

At this moment, the streets of the market were deathly silent, eerily quiet.

Pedestrians fled in terror, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Shops on both sides of the street, like startled birds, quickly closed their doors and went out of business to avoid the commotion.

Although everyone was overjoyed to see Su Fan kill the evil cultivator, they were also very happy.

But when he thought that the person in charge of the market was the "Old Demon of the Northern Tomb" who was in the Integration Realm, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Su Fan and thought that he had no chance of leaving the market alive.

Xie Feng, standing in the distance, was filled with shock.

Although he knew that this senior was exceptionally strong, he never expected him to be this powerful.

Those high-level evil cultivators were at least at the Nascent Soul stage, but in Su Fan's hands, they were like clay chickens and earthen dogs, their blood spilling on the long street in the blink of an eye.

Su Fan glanced around, then, carrying the beast claw and the broken sword, steadily walked towards the center of the market.

Xie Feng was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and quickly jogged after him.

As he passed by the corpses of several evil cultivators on the street, his eyes lit up, and he turned around and ran back, quickly stripping the storage rings off the evil cultivators before chasing after Su Fan again.

In front of a courtyard in the center of the market, several wicked monks sat lazily, their eyes filled with greed and mockery as they scoured the crowd on the street.

They are like a pack of wolves waiting for their prey; anyone who gets their eyes on them is lucky to lose money.

"Oh no, there's murderous intent..."

Suddenly, a wicked cultivator who was slumped in a recliner sat up abruptly as if he had been electrocuted.

This person has experienced countless life-and-death battles and has an extraordinary sensitivity to danger.

He stood up as if facing a formidable enemy, his eyes sharp as knives, scanning his surroundings warily.

"Old Zhou, what are you up to now? You scared the hell out of me..."

"This is our territory. With the Master of the Hall of Integration Realm here, who would dare to cause trouble..."

"Yeah, Lao Zhou, stop making such a fuss, okay..."

Seeing how nervous Lao Zhou looked, the others didn't take it too seriously.

After all, with the "Old Demon of the Northern Tomb" in charge of the market, these evil cultivators had long since become complacent and lost their due vigilance.

In their view, even if a powerful expert at the Integration Realm came, he wouldn't dare to act recklessly in the market.

Listening to what the people around him said, Old Zhou hesitated for a moment, his brows furrowed, and he slowly sat down with a solemn expression.

Just then, Su Fan arrived at the courtyard with the crowd on the street.

Old Zhou suddenly stood up again. He clearly felt an intense killing intent pressing down on him like a surging tide.

As Su Fan stepped out of the crowd, Lao Zhou instantly spotted him.

"Stop right there... What are you doing...?"

After saying that, Old Zhou waved his hand and, without thinking, summoned his magical artifact.

A pitch-black umbrella, as dark as ink, slowly floated above his head.

Thick, dark demonic smoke flowed down from the top of the umbrella like a black waterfall, forming a solid barrier in front of him.

The others also saw Su Fan, and when they saw the blood-dripping beast claws and broken sword in his hands, they were all so frightened that they jumped up.

Before they could even unleash their magic weapons, Su Fan had already charged over like a black lightning bolt.

Because Lao Zhou had made preparations for battle in advance, Su Fan was the first to rush towards him.

"Boom..."

With a deafening roar, Old Zhou's most treasured protective magical artifact was instantly shattered by the terrifying power of the broken sword in Su Fan's hand.

Old Zhou didn't even have time to react before he was cleaved in two by a single sword strike and collapsed into a pool of blood. If even someone as prepared as Old Zhou died instantly, the others were even more vulnerable.

Before they could even unleash their magical weapons, Su Fan slaughtered them all as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Having dealt with the evil cultivator in front of the courtyard, Su Fan stepped into the courtyard.

This sudden massacre terrified the cultivators on the street, who scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

Although Su Fan did what they had always wanted to do but dared not do, at this moment, no one dared to stay here, for fear of being involved and suffering retaliation from those evil cultivators.

Xie Feng hurried along and finally caught up.

However, he still missed the fierce slaughter, only seeing the corpses of a few evil cultivators in front of the courtyard.

He quickly stepped forward and stripped the storage rings off their hands one by one.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and stepped into the courtyard.

Upon entering the courtyard, Xie Feng was greeted by more than a dozen corpses of evil cultivators, broken in two.

Judging from the scene, these people were clearly killed without any warning.

They must have sensed the commotion of the spell being cast outside and ran out to investigate.

He thought his companions had set their sights on another easy target and was about to punish them when he unexpectedly ran into Su Fan. Before he could even react, he was killed by Su Fan.

Xie Feng quickly ran over and took off all of their storage rings.

When he arrived at the second courtyard, he saw a wicked monk frantically taking to the air, trying to escape this terrifying place.

"Pfft..."

Just then, a jet-black beast claw, like a black meteor, streaked through the air with a sharp, piercing whistle, and instantly pierced through the evil cultivator's body.

"Boom..."

The corpse of the evil cultivator landed heavily in front of Xie Feng, scaring him so much that his face turned pale and he staggered back several steps before regaining his balance.

Xie Feng swallowed hard, stepped forward and removed the evil cultivator's storage ring. It took a lot of effort to pull out the beast's claw before he carefully walked towards the main hall of the second courtyard.

As soon as Xie Feng stepped into the hall, a strong, pungent smell of blood hit him, almost choking him.

Inside the vast hall, corpses lay strewn everywhere, a scene of utter devastation.

This group of evil cultivators was extremely unlucky. Dozens of them were gathered here when Su Fan, who was as fierce as a demon, wiped them all out in one fell swoop.

One of them managed to escape, but just as he took to the air, he was pierced through by Su Fan's beast claw and lost his life.

Xie Feng was astonished upon seeing this.

He secretly marveled: This senior is simply a god of death.

"Boom...Boom..."

Just then, a series of deafening explosions came from ahead.

Xie Feng was startled and immediately ran in the direction from which the sound came.

All that could be seen ahead was a cloud of smoke and dust, a scene of utter devastation, with most of the main house in front of it already collapsed.

He flashed and leaped over the ruins.

As soon as they landed, they heard a loud crash, and a wall next to them collapsed.

With a violent expression on his face, Su Fan strode out from the gap in the courtyard wall.

Xie Feng looked at Su Fan, who was full of murderous aura, and felt his scalp tingle, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He instinctively took several steps back, then tripped over a fallen beam and fell hard on his backside.

At this moment, Su Fan's gaze was truly terrifying, like a demon god from hell, chilling to the bone.

Su Fan glanced at Xie Feng, ignored him, looked around, and then walked to his side.

"Besides here, are there any other henchmen of the old demon in the market...?"

Xie Feng quickly scrambled to his feet, grinning as he replied, "The high-level evil cultivators are all here; the rest are just small fry scattered throughout the market..."

After saying that, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took out a storage ring from his pocket and respectfully handed it to Su Fan.

Su Fan didn't stand on ceremony, took the storage ring and put it away, then walked straight out of the courtyard.

At this time, the streets of the market were deserted, and the shops on both sides had their doors tightly shut.

The once bustling and crowded market was now eerily quiet, like a dead city.

Su Fan ignored the remaining small fish and shrimp, and instead turned back to the cave of the "Northern Tomb Old Demon".

A moment later, he carried the mangled remains of "Northern Tomb Demon" to the main street of the market.

"Boom..."

Su Fan threw the corpse heavily onto the street, then took a deep breath.

"Fellow Daoists, 'Old Demon of the Northern Tomb' is dead. I hope you will not let the old demon's henchmen go and wipe them all out in one fell swoop!"

His voice resounded like a great bell throughout the market, echoing for a long time.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless divine senses swept from all directions towards the corpse of the "Northern Tomb Old Demon" on the street.

Immediately afterwards, fierce fighting erupted throughout the market. The human cultivators within the market had long suffered oppression from the evil cultivators and harbored deep hatred for them.

However, intimidated by the ferocity of "Old Demon of the Northern Tomb," they dared not speak out in anger.

Now that he has seen the "Old Demon of the Northern Tomb" dead, his long-suppressed anger explodes instantly, unleashing astonishing fighting power.

The old villain's henchmen, scattered throughout the city, were instantly engulfed in a vast ocean of people's war, and everyone was calling for their destruction.

As the fighting in the market gradually subsided, people began to carry the corpses of evil cultivators to the main street and throw them next to the corpse of "Northern Tomb Old Demon".

Su Fan did not linger on the streets of the market, and turned back to the cave of "Northern Tomb Old Demon".

He walked into the huge cave and looked around.

Unexpectedly, "Old Demon of the Northern Tomb" was a man who knew how to enjoy life. He decorated the grotto in a magnificent and extremely luxurious manner.

Su Fan walked to the jade platform in the center of the cave and sat cross-legged.

He took out a small red clay stove and tea set, preparing to brew himself a pot of spiritual tea.

At this moment, more than ten beautiful young female cultivators appeared out of nowhere.

With graceful figures and light movements, they took the small red clay stove and tea set from Su Fan's hands and quickly brewed spiritual tea for him.

While brewing tea, they would steal glances at Su Fan from time to time, their eyes full of seductive charm, their chests rising and falling slightly with their breath.

One of the young female cultivators lit a stick of incense, and wisps of green smoke rose up, instantly filling the cave and creating a beautiful atmosphere.

A young female cultivator, Su Fan, poured a cup of spiritual tea and gently placed it in front of him. She then leaned against Su Fan with her delicate body softening.

On the other side, another young female cultivator stretched out her tender, lotus-root-like feet and gently touched Su Fan's body with her round, pink toes.

Su Fan frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face, and gently pushed away the young female cultivator who had come closer with his finger.

"You may leave. I have no need for anyone to serve me..."

Upon hearing this, the group of young female cultivators looked utterly disappointed and, like wilted eggplants, slowly left the cave.

Having just dealt with the "Old Demon of the Northern Tomb," Su Fan was still unfamiliar with many aspects of the market and had no time to think about these things.

(End of this chapter)