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

Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who was blocking his way. Looking at the giant-like Zhang Xiaofan, his scarlet eyes were filled with deep fear.

This fear wasn't that Dao Xuan Zhenren was afraid of Zhang Xiaofan, but rather that he was afraid of Zhang Xiaofan after he became possessed by a demon.

After all, for ordinary demons, facing a demon god is an overwhelming crushing defeat, akin to being bound by bloodline or social class.

Zhang Xiaofan stood in the air, surrounded by demonic energy, and said in a deep voice:
"Master Uncle, you'd better put down your butcher's knife and let me save you."

"Okay..." Dao Xuan said "okay" upon hearing this, but a struggle quickly flashed in his eyes, and he said:
"...No, I'm going to kill you!"

Having said that, Dao Xuan Zhenren activated the Taiji Xuanqing Dao and Ghost Dao techniques within his body at full power, his entire being becoming as ferocious as a demon, roaring:
"Die!"

Gripping the Zhuxian Ancient Sword tightly, he shot his entire body toward Zhang Xiaofan at high speed, and then slashed at Zhang Xiaofan's neck with the sword.

Facing the attack of the Immortal Execution Sword, Zhang Xiaofan neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead raised his Blood Soul Sword to block it.

"Qiang!"

A metallic clang rang out, and the Zhuxian Sword, which exuded destructive power, suddenly froze.

"Drink!" Dao Xuan Zhenren shouted, and the Zhuxian Sword shone brightly with azure light, its power greatly increased.

However, even with the increased power of the Immortal Execution Sword, the Blood Soul Sword still steadily caught it, preventing it from cutting off even a hair's breadth.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stared at this scene in disbelief, never expecting that Zhang Xiaofan had grown to such a level.

The next moment, Xuan Yin Ghost Qi burst forth from his left hand, and he slammed his palm down hard on Zhang Xiaofan's chest.

Facing Dao Xuan Zhenren's palm strike that split mountains and rocks, Zhang Xiaofan remained fearless and countered with his own palm strike.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

A dull rumble sounded, followed by the sound of bones breaking.

Dao Xuan Zhenren felt a sharp pain and weakness in his left hand, which drooped at his side.

This was even with Zhang Xiaofan holding back, because he knew that Dao Xuan Zhenren's mind was being corrupted by the murderous aura of the Zhuxian Sword, which was why he was acting this way.

What he needs to do now is to subdue Dao Xuan Zhenren, force out the malevolent energy within him, and restore Dao Xuan Zhenren's sanity.

After temporarily crippling Dao Xuan Zhenren's left palm, Zhang Xiaofan then struck Dao Xuan Zhenren's chest with his own palm.

Having had one hand broken, Dao Xuan Zhenren now fully understood the terror of Zhang Xiaofan's physical body and dared not let that palm strike land on his chest again.

Otherwise, if that palm strike landed, Dao Xuan Zhenren felt he could lie down.

Then, the Zhuxian Sword trembled, dissipating the force before being withdrawn, and then slashed towards Zhang Xiaofan's left palm.

Just as the sword was about to strike, Zhang Xiaofan transformed his palm into fingers, and with two fingers, he clamped them together towards the tip of the Zhuxian Sword.

Dao Xuan Zhenren was overjoyed. He had thought Zhang Xiaofan would dodge, but Zhang Xiaofan was so arrogant that he used two fingers to forcefully bind the tip of the Zhuxian Sword.

It should be known that the power of the Immortal Execution Sword was such that even the Beast God could only catch it with tentacles made of black energy, and dared not try to block it with his bare hands.

Zhang Xiaofan, however, was so arrogant that he forced himself to tie a knot with his hand, truly courting death.

Just as Dao Xuan was overjoyed, the Zhuxian Sword touched Zhang Xiaofan's two fingers.

The next moment, Dao Xuan's excited expression froze, and he stared in horror at the tip of the Zhuxian Sword.

There, Zhang Xiaofan gripped the tip of the Zhuxian Sword tightly between his two fingers.

"How can this be?"

Dao Xuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Zhang Xiaofan did not answer, but suddenly pulled out with two fingers.

Dao Xuan Zhenren felt a tremendous force strike him, and the Zhuxian Sword flew out of his hand and shot into the night.

Wan Jianyi, watching this scene from afar, exclaimed in shock:
“Zhang Xiaofan himself is practically the sharpest sword!” Tian Buyi nodded, then continued:

"Not only the sharpest sword, but also the hardest sword."

At this point, Tian Buyi looked at Lu Xueqi beside him and said:
"Seventh Brother, this sharpest and hardest sword, I'm afraid only you can wield it..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xueqi seemed to recall something, and her usually cold and beautiful face suddenly flushed slightly. She said:
“Uncle Tian, ​​I dare not accept such praise. After all, Zhang Xiaofan is now Biyao’s husband. Biyao has already grasped Zhang Xiaofan, the sharpest and hardest sword.”

"Hmph!" Tian Buyi snorted coldly and said:
“Biyao is a demoness from the Demonic Sect; how can she compare to you?”

"Whether in appearance or in talent for cultivation, you are far superior to Biyao. In the near future, you will definitely be able to win over the Seventh Prince."

At this point, Zhang Xiaofan looked at the two people in the distance and smiled slightly:

"It looks like Seventh Brother is going to win."

"Before the Seventh Brother and the Sect Leader fought, I thought the Seventh Brother would win, but it would definitely be a bloody battle. But I never expected that the Seventh Brother would win so easily."

"Yes!" Wan Jianyi stroked his long black and white beard, looked at Zhang Xiaofan in the distance, and said with a look of satisfaction:

"I never expected his skills to improve so much."

"Moreover, he has actually trained his physique to be so powerful that it is comparable to the top-level Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, and even slightly surpasses it. He is practically a human-shaped immortal artifact."

At this moment, the Zhuxian Sword flew out of his hand, and Dao Xuan Zhenren looked at Zhang Xiaofan with even greater fear in his eyes.

Even with the Immortal Execution Sword in hand, he was no match for Zhang Xiaofan.

Now that the Immortal Execution Sword is gone, how can he still be a match for him?

As expected, once Zhang Xiaofan got close, he would be completely overwhelmed by Zhang's demonic body.

Thinking of this, Dao Xuan Zhenren's body churned with black energy, and he quickly retreated.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan moved swiftly, appearing in front of Dao Xuan Zhenren before he could react.

Upon seeing this, Dao Xuan Zhenren struck out with his palm from a distance, then flew rapidly to the side.

However, just as he flew a hundred meters, Zhang Xiaofan's giant figure appeared in front of him again.

Upon seeing this, Dao Xuan Zhenren knew that Zhang Xiaofan was not only powerful, but also incredibly fast at flying.

He can't fight back, and he can't escape; what should he do...?

Now that there's no escape and the Zhuxian Sword has been taken away, the only option left is to fight to the death.

Thinking of this, Dao Xuan Zhenren pushed his ghostly cultivation techniques to their limit, his body enveloped in mysterious yin ghostly energy, and his aura actually increased once again.

The next moment, the mysterious Yin energy condensed on his right fist, almost tangible, radiating a terrifying and destructive aura.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stepped into the air and flew towards Zhang Xiaofan like an arrow released from a bow.

He flew close, clenched his fist, and punched Zhang Xiaofan hard in the chest.

He vowed to blast Zhang Xiaofan's chest apart with a single punch, shattering his heart: "Die!"

"You damned son of a bitch!"

Facing Dao Xuan Zhenren's full-force punch, Zhang Xiaofan shouted and raised his right arm, meeting the blow with his palm to Dao Xuan Zhenren's astonishment.

"boom!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren unleashed a powerful punch into Zhang Xiaofan's palm, causing the surrounding air to hiss and tremble, demonstrating the immense power of the blow.

However, despite the terrifying punch landing on Zhang Xiaofan's palm, Zhang Xiaofan remained completely unharmed, clearly not even suffering a minor injury.

"Hiss... This, how is this possible?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren stared at this scene in disbelief. (End of Chapter)