Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

"Die!"

"boom!"

A heavy punch landed on Zhang Xiaofan's chest, producing a dull thud.

However, the lich's ecstatic face turned deathly pale in an instant, because his punch, which was enough to kill someone at the Taiqing realm, had landed on the Ghost Emperor in front of him but had not killed him.

Not only that, the other party didn't even move an inch.

The lich stared intently at Zhang Xiaofan with an expression as if he were looking at a ghost, and said in horror:
"What...what are you? Even the Beast God's body isn't this tough?"

Seeing the terrified look on his face, Jin Ping'er shook her head and said:

"Tsk tsk...tsk tsk...Seeing your terrified appearance before death, my heavy heart that has been being hunted for days instantly understands."

"The tightness in my chest has been relieved."

As Jin Ping'er spoke, she rubbed her swollen chest.

Standing next to Jin Ping'er, Zhang Xiaofan looked down and glanced sideways, feeling a great sense of evil.

Jin Ping'er felt the gaze, looked up at Zhang Xiaofan, and said with a charming smile:

"As long as you divorce Biyao and marry me, I will immediately hand over our relationship to you."

Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand and said:
"Forget it, Biyao is my wife, I can't possibly divorce her."

Upon hearing this, Jin Ping'er's eyes burned even brighter as she looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and she said coquettishly:
"The more affectionate and principled you are, the more I like you."

Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his arms and laughed:
"This is so cheesy, I can hardly stand it."

The lich standing nearby, watching the two flirting, really wanted to say something:
We're fighting a life-or-death battle, and you two are showing off your love here?

However, the lich only muttered this to himself and dared not say it aloud.

Now Zhang Xiaofan is standing here letting him hit him, but he can't kill him.

The lich desperately didn't want to die, otherwise he wouldn't have betrayed Linglong and collected the five sacred artifacts to resurrect the Beast God, all for the sake of achieving immortality.

Left with no other choice, the lich knelt on the ground again with a thud, reaching out to slap himself hard across the face, both hands striking at the same time.

"Slap...slap...slap..."

As he fought, the lich pleaded:

"Ghost Emperor, please spare my life. I'll do anything you ask if you let me go."

"And if I offend the Golden Fairy, I would even lick her feet just to spare my worthless life."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Jin Ping'er's legs, which were even whiter and smoother than mutton-fat jade, and glared at the lich with disgust, spitting out:
"Wouldn't it be a reward to make you lick Jin Ping'er's feet?"

Lich: "??????"

When Jin Ping'er heard the lich say he would lick her feet, she glanced at the lich's ugly face and felt nauseous.

He stared at the lich with disgust, a purple blade appearing in his hand, and said coldly:

"Disgusting thing, die!"

With that, she waved her hand, and the purple blade shone brightly, slashing down at the lich's arm.

Upon seeing this, the lich mobilized the ghostly energy within his body, forming a black aura that blasted towards the purple blade.

"boom!"

The purple blade struck the black mist, but it felt like a mud ox sinking into the sea, or hitting cotton, with no way to exert force.

Helpless against the lich, Jin Ping'er looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said:
"Help me! I want to kill him with my own hands to avenge the days he's been chasing me!"

"Alright!" Zhang Xiaofan gently patted the lich's head.

The lich felt as if a mountain had crashed down on his head, and his mind went completely blank.

In an instant, the purple blade dispersed the surrounding black mist and struck the lich's left arm.

"what……"

A agonizing scream rang out, and the lich instantly regained consciousness amidst the intense pain. Looking at his left arm, the cut was blurry, and suddenly a spurt of blood appeared.

So the lich tapped his left arm several times with his right hand to stop the bleeding.

Seeing this, Jin Ping'er waved her finger lightly, and the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon Purple Light Blade once again slashed at the lich's other arm.

Seeing this, the lich gathered all his ghostly energy to block the purple blade.

The purple blade struck the black mist, but it was once again like a mud ox sinking into the sea, completely suppressed and utterly ineffective.

Upon seeing this, before Jin Ping'er could speak, Zhang Xiaofan slapped the lich on the head, causing him excruciating pain in his brain and a complete blank in his mind.

The purple blade shattered the black mist and struck the right arm where it was needed.

"puff!"

The sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh rang out, followed by the lich's scream, and an arm fell to the ground.

Then, Jin Ping'er swung the purple blade again, aiming for the lich's thigh...

After swinging the purple blade twice more, the lich screamed and fell to the ground, unable to even move his body, only able to let out painful howls.

At this moment, the lich looked at Jin Ping'er with eyes full of terror, and howled in fear:

"Jin Ping'er, kill me, please kill me."

"That's right... Haha..." Jin Ping'er looked at the lich who was screaming in agony and begging to die, and laughed excitedly.

After observing the lich's miserable state, Jin Ping'er finally said:
"Alright, I, Jin Ping'er, am ultimately kind-hearted and cannot bear to see you suffer. I will give you a quick death."

After saying that, Jin Ping'er waved her jade hand, and the purple blade spun as it slashed towards the lich's neck.

"puff!"

With a soft "thud," the lich's neck was instantly severed in two by the purple blade.

After killing the lich, Jin Ping'er looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said:
"Now that the lich has been eliminated, let's go kill the beast god."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, looked at the lich's head, and said:

"I think it's best to finish them off as much as possible."

"Want to finish him off?" Jin Ping'er looked at the blood flowing from his neck and the limbs scattered on the ground, and said:

"They're already like this, they're beyond dead."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't answer, and instead stomped on the lich's brain.

Just then, a beam of black light shot out from the lich's brain and fled rapidly into the distance.

Its speed is extremely fast, far surpassing that of cultivators at the Shangqing realm.

Just then, Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fist, and a beam of azure light condensed, enveloping the black light within.

"What is this?" Jin Ping'er pointed to the black light within the blue light.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan explained:

"The lich has cultivated the path of demons for thousands of years and possesses all sorts of incredible abilities."

"This black light is the lich's soul."

"Therefore, the black light that the lich has transformed into must be eliminated. Otherwise, the need for those proficient in the ways of the demons may even allow them to possess others and thus be resurrected."

Upon hearing this, Jin Ping'er gave Zhang Xiaofan a thumbs-up and praised him:
"As expected of the renowned Blood Prince Ghost Emperor, his meticulous approach to killing is truly professional."

Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fist, and the azure light that enveloped the black light exploded.

Instantly, the lich's soul vanished from the world. Even those skilled in resurrection magic were unable to revive the lich.

After destroying the lich's soul, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the lich's body, pointed a finger, and terrifying flames appeared out of thin air, landing on the lich's body and burning.

In less than twenty breaths, the lich's body had completely turned to ashes.

(End of this chapter)