The First Venerable of All Paths

"That's... clarity!"

"Who was the person who fought him, and was able to fight him to a standstill?"

"Bloody Berserker Gun? Truly terrifying!"

Even before the two began fighting, countless martial artists had been drawn to the battle and rushed over from all directions, but none dared to approach.

As the two fought to a fever pitch, gasps of amazement rang out continuously.

They were shocked by Mingche's strength, and even more amazed by Fang Xuan's terrifying power.

To know.

Mingche can be called the most talented and strongest person among the younger generation in Mingyang County.

Among his contemporaries, virtually no one could withstand ten moves from him.

But the boy in black not only fought Mingche to a standstill, but also pushed Mingche to the brink of defeat several times.

"He must be the one who caused Mingche to bleed profusely at the auction just now."

On a courtyard wall, He Yun and her younger sister stood side by side, their eyes fixed on Fang Xuan with scrutiny and surprise.

"It's him."

The girl with the bun hairstyle said, "Mingyang was killed by him, and the Ming family has been looking for him recently."

"So he was Fang Xuan."

He Yun laughed and said, "Daring to provoke the Ming family, he is indeed a character, just to my liking."

"Brother, you're not thinking of helping him, are you?"

The girl with the bun hairstyle warned, "I'm warning you, don't do anything reckless. We can't afford to mess with the Ming family."

"Let's see."

A glint of light flashed in He Yun's eyes.

"If he can survive Mingche."

.......

"Awooo!"

The crimson war tiger, carrying a surging battle intent, charged straight at Fang Xuan.

That ferocious killing intent seemed intent on destroying everything.

Facing the blood-red war tiger rushing towards him, Fang Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his gaze turned cold.

"Fang Xuan!"

Feeling the chilling killing intent emanating from the Crimson War Tiger, Li Xintong could no longer restrain herself.

A dark glint flashed in her eyes, and within her sea of ​​consciousness, the power of her divine soul was about to surge forth.

"Hey!"

Just then, a high-pitched cry suddenly rang out, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

In an instant, everyone felt a chill run down their spines and their legs trembled.

A chilling fear arose from the depths of my heart.

Especially for those with weak cultivation levels, the Yuan energy within their bodies stopped circulating, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.

Everyone stared intently at Fang Xuan.

To be precise, it was looking at the golden-red longsword in Fang Xuan's hand.

The sword is three feet long, golden and red all over, with a hollow center.

Beneath the scorching heat lies a chilling sharpness.

"This sword..."

When Li Xintong saw the Phoenix Cry Sword in Fang Xuan's hand, her beautiful eyes widened and her cherry-like mouth was big enough to fit an egg.

She sensed an aura emanating from the sword that even terrified her.

Moreover, it is quite similar to the natal flying sword of the only sword cultivator in the force behind her.

But the sword energy is even sharper.

It became even more shrewd and assertive.

"A mere remnant soul dares to rival the brilliance of the moon!"

Fang Xuan held a long sword, his black hair danced wildly, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.

A terrifying sword aura shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, the Crimson War Tiger was getting closer and closer to Fang Xuan.

The overwhelming fighting spirit even enveloped Fang Xuan, causing his body to sink slightly.

After the bloody battle came a blood-red spear.

"Even if you are a sword cultivator, you will die by this spear!"

With a ferocious expression, Mingche poured the last bit of power in his body into the spear.

Having become one with the Bloodbath Berserker Spear, he could even clearly sense the chilling sword energy contained in every inch of the surrounding air.

But so what?

The most ruthless swordsman?

Then Mingche will be the first to kill a sword cultivator!

"Fang Xuan, it's over!"

With a roar, Mingche thrust his crimson spear forward.

The blood-red war tiger suddenly opened its massive jaws, as if it could devour everything in its path.

"It's definitely time to end this."

Fang Xuan slowly raised his arm, and with a gentle slash, he brought his golden-red longsword forward.

"One sword strike, shattering the peak!"

As Fang Xuan's voice fell, a dazzling and bright sword aura, like the first ray of light at the beginning of time, tore through the darkness, shining brightly and blindingly.

The sword energy swept across the battlefield like a plow sweeping through a cave, first splitting the blood-red war tiger in two.

It doesn't stop there.

A crisp sound rang out as the sword energy touched the tip of the spear.

A force that chilled even Mingche to the bone swept over the gun, cracking his hand and almost causing him to lose his grip on it.

"impossible!"

His bright eyes were bloodshot, and his face was contorted with rage.

He gripped the spear tightly with both hands, wanting to put up a final resistance.

But it was all in vain.

As the sword energy swept in, Mingche's fighting spirit was easily shattered.

"Elemental Power Armor!"

Mingche roared and quickly used his Yuan energy to condense a suit of armor.

The Yuanli Armor is a symbol of a powerful cultivator at the Condensation Realm.

It is formed from elemental energy into armor, possessing extremely terrifying defensive capabilities.

Although Mingche had only recently advanced to the Condensation Realm, the Yuan Power Armor he had condensed far surpassed that of some veteran powerhouses.

It is thicker and its defense is more impressive.

It was this Yuan Power Armor that allowed Mingche to dominate the monster horde.

Unfortunately, his proud defense proved ridiculously weak in the face of this sword strike.

"Snap!"

The armor was torn apart by the sword energy, leaving a hideous wound on Mingche's body.

If Mingche hadn't been prepared and avoided vital points beforehand, this sword strike would have been enough to kill him.

"Pfft!"

Mingche retreated, severely injured, his eyes growing increasingly cold.

"Fang Xuan, I'm going to kill you!"

Mingche, consumed by rage, seemed to have lost his reason.

He mustered all the remaining power in his body, wanting to launch another attack.

But a golden dragonfish figure appeared before him like a ghost.

"You probably won't have that chance."

A chilling sound reached his ears as Fang Xuan appeared before Ming Che, his sword sweeping across as if to behead Ming Che in one strike.

Mingche was greatly alarmed.

However, his rich combat experience made Mingche instinctively strike Fang Xuan's chest with a palm.

Fang Xuan merely scoffed and returned the punch in kind.

Killing Dao King Fist, Dao Falls, Fist Ends!

"Bang!"

A dull thud sounded, and Mingche let out a painful groan as his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

His entire arm was twisted into an exaggerated arc.

Before Mingche could land, Fang Xuan raised his sword and slashed at Mingche again.

Frost flowers fell, and the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point.

Streaks of icy sword energy swept towards Mingche.

This sword technique is called "Hundred Kills Turn to Frost"!

Sensing the chilling killing intent within the sword strike, Mingche's pupils suddenly contracted.

He's going to kill me?

Fang Xuan actually tried to kill me!

How dare he!

However, he is currently unable to retaliate, or even dodge.

"I can't die here!"

Mingche roared inwardly and took out a golden seal.

"I'll block it!"

Mingche spat out a mouthful of blood essence towards the seal.

In an instant, the seal swelled in the wind, transforming into a giant seal several meters in size, blocking Mingche's way.

This seal was a defensive weapon given to Mingche by his father, Mingyong, when Mingche advanced to the Condensation Realm.

Once activated with essence blood, its power can be unleashed, even withstanding attacks from those below the Divine Intent Realm.

Even if Fang Xuan were strong, he could easily withstand it.

however.

Mingche seemed to have underestimated the terror of sword cultivators, and even more so the power of Fang Xuan's sword strike.

"Snap!"

The moment the chilling sword energy landed on the seal, it was frozen by frost and then shattered into countless fragments.

Each piece is uniform in size and has a neat cut surface.

Another fierce sword aura swept towards Mingche once more.

This sword strike was filled with an absolute certainty and ruthlessness, a strike from which there was no return.

A hundred battles, a cycle of reincarnation!

Mingche was shocked once again.

This guy's moves are getting more and more terrifying.

Are all sword cultivators this terrifying?

Just when everyone thought that Mingche was doomed, an extremely violent aura suddenly descended.

"Fang Xuan, you brat, how dare you act so violently!"

A loud shout rang out, followed by a dazzling blade of light descending from the sky and slashing towards Fang Xuan.

"A half-step Divine Realm expert?"

On the courtyard wall, a glint flashed in He Yun's eyes.

"It's Mingzhang!"

The Ming family has only one half-step Divine Intent Realm expert who excels at wielding a knife: Ming Zhang.

"Fang Xuan is doomed."

The girl with the bun hairstyle had a solemn expression and said in a deep voice, "No matter how strong a sword cultivator is, the difference in their cultivation levels is still there. Unless Fang Xuan has other trump cards, he will have no chance of escaping death."

He Yun nodded in deep agreement.

Ming Zhang, who was lurking in the shadows, had just unleashed a long-prepared strike when Li Xintong suddenly formed hand seals.

"Condensing souls into a wall!"

The power of his soul surged forth like a tidal wave, forming an invisible wall that blocked Fang Xuan's path.

"Bang!"

The blade struck, but failed to harm Fang Xuan.

But Li Xintong let out a muffled groan, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Her soul was already damaged, and now she used all her strength to block a fatal blow for Fang Xuan, which only made things worse.

"A Soul Master?"

Mingzhang glared at Li Xintong, his good deed ruined, but he was also incredibly shocked.

Mingyang was also a Soul Master, but he couldn't withstand Mingyang's full-force attack.

But this little girl looks even younger than Mingyang.

However, the power of the soul was so terrifying.

"She is mentally and spiritually wounded, but there is nothing to worry about."

Mingzhang coldly shouted, "Quickly seize her and bring her back to the clan for punishment!"

"yes!"

The group of Ming family martial artists immediately rushed towards Li Xintong.

"Be careful!"

Seeing Li Xintong being surrounded and attacked, Fang Xuan's expression also changed.

"Leave me alone."

Li Xintong transmitted her voice, "You'd better find a chance to escape quickly."

She had previously vowed that she could take Fang Xuan away, but now she has suddenly changed her mind.

Clearly, the injury to her soul was much more serious than Fang Xuan had imagined.

"I don't have the habit of abandoning my friends and running away alone."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan chuckled and said, "Hold on a little longer, and I'll take you away."

"Kid, you're about to die, and you can still laugh!"

Mingzhang brandished his longsword, creating a few flourishes that swept towards Fang Xuan.

"The Thirteen Executions of the Ming Clan!"

Faced with Ming Zhang's relentless attacks, Fang Xuan did not choose to retaliate head-on.

Using the agility of a dragonfish, he maneuvered and dodged to avoid its sharp edge.

"This little brat is incredibly slippery!"

Unable to defeat Fang Xuan after a long time, Mingzhang was also furious.

"But let's see how long you can hold out!"

Just as Mingzhang was preparing to use his absolute advantage in cultivation level to wear down Fang Xuan, the latter stomped his foot on the ground and transformed into a dragon fish, disappearing from the spot.

Mingzhang was taken aback at first, then exclaimed in alarm, "Young Master, be careful!"

At this moment, Mingche had just taken a pill to suppress his internal injuries when he heard Mingzhang's shout. He suddenly looked up and immediately saw Fang Xuan's face, which was filled with a chilling killing intent.

"Young Master Ming, may you rest in peace!"

Fang Xuan grinned maliciously and slashed out with his sword.

But Mingche, who had recovered 20% of his Yuan power, raised his spear to block.

"when!"

An explosion rang out, and Mingche screamed as his body flew backward.

Fang Xuan stomped his feet on the ground and rushed to Ming Che's side, grabbing the Blood Battle Frenzy Spear and suddenly exerting force.

"Give it to me!"