The First Venerable of All Paths

"you......"

Mingyang's voice faltered, but he stubbornly retorted, "Kid, I admit you're strong, but do you really think you can kill me?"

"Why don't you try and see?"

Fang Xuan chuckled and made a grasping motion with his five fingers.

"Bang!"

The Innate Sword Box flew over, was caught by Fang Xuan, spun around twice, and then slammed heavily to the ground.

"Young Master Ming, watch closely."

Fang Xuan laughed arrogantly, his voice filled with conceited confidence.

"Three moves, and I'll kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xuan slammed his palm directly onto the sword box.

"Buzzing!"

Streams of sword energy flew out of the sword box like streaks of light, condensing into a palm-width longsword above Fang Xuan's head.

"All swords return to nothingness, slay!"

With Fang Xuan's command, the longsword vanished from its spot in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was already above Mingyang's head, and it slashed down fiercely.

"not good!"

Mingyang's expression changed drastically. He tried to dodge, but found that the longsword had already locked onto him, and there was no way to avoid it.

With a shifting expression, Mingyang reached out and took out a golden talisman, infusing it with his Yuan energy.

"Golden Armor Talisman, activate!"

The golden talisman instantly transformed into a golden-armored warrior, protecting Mingyang within it.

The Golden Armor Talisman can summon a golden-armored warrior who can withstand a full-force attack from a half-step Divine Intent Realm expert.

It was Mingyang's father, the head of the Ming family, who spent a great deal of money to acquire it at the auction.

He immediately gave it to Mingyang as a trump card to save his life.

"when!"

The moment the golden-armored warrior shielded Mingyang, the longsword formed from the Guixu sword energy slashed fiercely at the warrior.

A dazzling shower of sparks erupted as the golden-armored warrior miraculously blocked the longsword's attack.

"It's blocked!"

However, as soon as Mingyang smiled, cracks appeared on the armored soldier's body.

"Snap!"

The cracks widened, spreading all over the armored soldier's body.

In the end, the armored warrior shattered into specks of golden light, which then transformed back into golden talismans.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, turning into ashes.

"How is that possible?"

Mingyang's pupils contracted, and he immediately withdrew and retreated.

"The second move!"

Seeing Mingyang escape, Fang Xuan curled his lip and pointed two fingers at Mingyang.

The Golden Armor Talisman is indeed incredibly defensive.

It was indeed able to withstand a full-force attack from a half-step Divine Intent Realm expert.

However, Fang Xuan used the Guixu Sword Qi.

Of all things in the world, the sword is the fastest and the sharpest!

Not to mention that Fang Xuan cultivates an Emperor-level technique, the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Ruins Technique"!

"Quick, stop him!"

Sensing the sword light swirling around Fang Xuan's fingertips, Ming Yang roared in anger.

The remaining Ming family warriors looked at each other in bewilderment, then gritted their teeth and charged straight at Fang Xuan.

They were originally guards assigned to Ming Yang by the Ming family. If Ming Yang were to die here...

Even if they return alive, they will face severe punishment.

It might even implicate your family.

"Protect the young master!"

Several Ming family warriors charged towards Fang Xuan fearlessly, trying to buy time for Ming Yang.

Fang Xuan frowned.

"Utterly worthless!"

Fang Xuan snorted coldly and waved his hand.

Several golden sword energies shot out from Fang Xuan's five fingers, piercing through the bodies of these martial artists.

The sword cultivator's killing power was perfectly demonstrated at this moment.

"Fang Xuan, you just wait!"

Mingyang had already escaped the courtyard and was running wildly into the distance.

"You killed members of the Ming family today; one day you will pay a hundredfold!"

Faced with Ming Yang's taunts, Fang Xuan smiled calmly: "Young Master Ming, don't embarrass yourself with such childish threats. As for your life, I'll gladly accept it."

Join two fingers together and slash forward.

The chilling sword energy instantly transformed into bone-chilling cold, like an explosion of frost, directly slashing at Mingyang.

"A hundred kills turn to frost!"

This spear-holding technique, which originated from swordsmanship, was transformed back into a swordsmanship in Fang Xuan's hands.

At the same time, Fang Xuan incorporated the essence of breaking all laws into it.

Therefore, even without Fang Xuan activating the Phoenix Cry Sword, the pure sword energy alone caused the temperature within a hundred meters to instantly drop to freezing point.

"Pfft!"

The frost-covered sword energy instantly traversed dozens of meters, piercing through Mingyang's shoulder.

"Wow!"

Mingyang coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The blood congealed into frost the moment it hit the ground.

The spot pierced by the sword energy was also frozen by frost.

It is easy to imagine how terrifying the icy chill contained in Fang Xuan's sword strike was.

"Fang Xuan!"

Mingyang circulated his Yuan energy to dispel the lingering cold energy within his body, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Fang Xuan.

"You actually hurt me like this, you deserve to die!"

Mingyang knew that Fang Xuan was determined to kill him and would not give him a chance to escape.

Fortunately, Mingyang decided not to run away anymore.

"I didn't want to use that move, you forced me to!"

Mingyang's face was contorted with rage as he rapidly formed hand seals.

The power of the soul flowed out rapidly from the sea of ​​consciousness, like water.

"Buzzing!"

Centered on Mingyang, invisible forces began to grow wildly, eventually enveloping Fang Xuan as well.

"Soul-Destroying Array, activate!"

Mingyang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately, streaks of blood-red threads appeared in the void, resembling an array.

The Soul-Destroying Array is an extremely special secret technique of the soul path.

They linked their souls together to form a killing formation.

Anyone caught in the soul array will have their soul obliterated and their spirit scattered if their spiritual power is weak.

Originally, this secret technique could only be used by a second-grade Soul Master.

If one forces the use of this technique, one's own soul will suffer a certain backlash.

At best, one's spiritual realm will remain forever at the first rank; at worst, one's sea of ​​consciousness will be shattered.

But Mingyang couldn't care less about that anymore.

Driven by rage, Mingyang was determined to kill Fang Xuan, no matter the cost!

"A secret technique of the Soul Path? That's quite rare."

Fang Xuan chuckled lightly: "It's a pity that your spiritual realm is too weak; you can't unleash the full power of this secret technique."

With his perspective inherited from the Soul Dream Empress, he could naturally tell at a glance that Ming Yang was forcibly using a secret technique.

"As you said, killing you is enough!"

Mingyang grinned maliciously and pressed his hands down hard.

The crimson threads formed from the power of the divine soul, like sharp steel wires, twisted and stabbed towards Fang Xuan.

However, these blood streaks do not target the physical body, but specifically attack the soul.

Fang Xuan felt a slight tremor in his soul, as if a string on a musical instrument had been plucked, which made him somewhat uncomfortable.

However, Fang Xuan's expression remained unchanged.

"Using souls to form formations is indeed a good idea."

Fang Xuan smirked and said, "Unfortunately, in my eyes, it's also a joke."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xuan protected his sea of ​​consciousness with his divine soul while gently stomping his foot on the ground.

"The formation locks the mountains and rivers, locks the mountains!"

Numerous array patterns emanated from Fang Xuan, spreading outwards in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, a magic circle was formed.

The power, as thick as a mountain, erupted instantly, shattering Mingyang's soul-path secret technique into dust.

"Wow!"

Mingyang coughed up another mouthful of blood, his face turning as pale as paper.

"A formation?"

He looked at the array patterns around him, his face filled with despair.

Fang Xuan had actually set up an array in advance.

"There's one more move."

Fang Xuan spread his five fingers and pressed them towards Ming Yang.

"Take this!"