The First Venerable of All Paths

"How could your array formation skills be so strong?"

Wen Yan's face twisted, and her tone even carried a hint of questioning.

"Surprised?"

Fang Xuan said calmly, "Or do you think everyone is as useless as you?"

"you......"

Wen Yan's tone faltered, and she was rendered speechless by the retort.

He appears to be gentle and refined, but in reality, he has always been very self-important and extremely arrogant.

Among the younger generation in the entire Mingyang County, he didn't take anyone seriously except for Ming Che.

Even with her clear understanding, Wen Yan felt that she was no worse than the other person.

that's the truth.

At such a young age, Wen Yan was already a third-grade array master.

Even within the entire Southwest region, Wen Yan is considered a genius among geniuses, one in ten thousand.

From childhood to adulthood, Wen Yan has heard countless praises and compliments, which he accepts with equanimity.

However, today's battle...

Fang Xuan completely overwhelmed him in every aspect, even using formations to counter him, utterly crushing him in the field he was so proud of.

Wen Yan felt that all her pride had been crushed by Fang Xuan.

He couldn't accept it.

"I heard that your Wen family mobilized the entire family this time, and even your father, Wen Donglin, personally took action."

Fang Xuan said indifferently, "It seems you really want to kill me."

"Otherwise what?"

Wen Yan said sternly, "You killed my brother and so many people in my Wen family. You will definitely pay the price for this."

"But the truth is, your plan has failed."

Fang Xuan reached out and grabbed the Bloodbath Spear, which was stuck diagonally in the mountainside. It trembled slightly and then flew into Fang Xuan's hand.

He casually twirled the spear, its tip pointing directly at Wen Yan.

"Does Young Master Wen have any last words?"

Fang Xuan laughed and said, "If you don't tell me, you won't have another chance."

"What do you mean?"

Realizing what was happening, Wen Yan said in a shocked tone, "You wouldn't dare kill me, would you?"

"You're such a grown man, how can you still be so stupid?"

Fang Xuan said helplessly, "You're all coming to kill me, do you think I'd let you go?"

"I'm a member of the Wen family!"

Wen Yan said subconsciously.

"It's not like I haven't killed members of your Wen family before."

Fang Xuan sneered and thrust the tip of his spear directly at Wen Yan's head.

"don't want!"

"stop!"

Two exclamations rang out simultaneously.

One is Wenyan.

His face was filled with terror, but his body was too badly injured to move.

Another voice came from a distance.

at the same time.

A sharp gust of wind shot towards Fang Xuan from afar, as fast as lightning.

A glint flashed in Fang Xuan's eyes, and he suddenly swung his spear.

"when!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and a tremendous force surged from the gun, causing Fang Xuan to stagger back several steps.

Finally, he had to use the butt of his spear to brace himself on the ground to steady himself.

He first glanced at the long sword stuck in the ground, then looked into the distance.

There, a figure was rushing towards them at breakneck speed.

In the blink of an eye, he stood in front of Fang Xuan, protecting Wen Yan at the same time.

"Father...Father?!"

Looking at the figure in front of her, Wen Yan, still shaken, was so excited that tears almost streamed down her face.

"Yan'er, are you alright?"

When Wen Donglin spoke, there was not a trace of self-reproach in his tone.

"No...it's nothing."

Wen Yan looked ashamed and slowly lowered her head.

He remembered what his father had told him before, that he should just take charge of the formation.

Even his subordinates reminded him not to act impulsively.

But Wen Yan didn't take it seriously.

Seeing herself in such a sorry state, Wen Yan felt regret, while the other party showed a deep resentment and malice.

"You lot, take good care of the young master."

Wen Donglin looked at the Wen family warriors who had arrived, his gaze fixed on Fang Xuan, and his inner energy quietly circulated.

"I'll deal with him myself."

"Yes, Master!"

Two martial artists at the Qi Condensation Realm protected Wen Yan.

The remaining people surrounded Fang Xuan, blocking all his escape routes.

"The Wen family head has quite the grand entourage."

Seeing this, Fang Xuan smiled and said, "To deal with a junior like me who is only at the Qi Gathering Realm, Patriarch Wen actually needs someone to back him up."

"You're the first person to escape from Mingche's clutches, so you can't be too cautious."

Wen Donglin said calmly, "To be honest, if you hadn't killed my son, I really wouldn't have been willing to kill you."

"Haha, Patriarch Wen is really joking."

Seeing that Wen Donglin was not in a hurry to make a move, Fang Xuan was happy to see it happen.

He quietly circulated his internal energy to quickly restore his vital energy.

"Even without this incident, the Ming family probably wouldn't agree, would they?"

Hearing this, Wen Donglin's lips twitched slightly, and he said, "So there aren't that many 'what ifs' in this world."

"really."

Fang Xuan exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly said, "Then please enlighten me, Patriarch Wen."

"Although we are enemies, I admire your courage."

A flash of admiration crossed Wen Donglin's eyes, but he said in a cold tone, "From now on, I won't hold back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Donglin's figure flickered and then disappeared from the spot.

Fang Xuan's expression hardened, and golden light flashed around him as he transformed into a golden dragon fish, carrying him away from the spot.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Fang Xuan disappeared, a hand carrying a sharp gust of wind attacked from behind.

"The speed is quite fast."

Wen Donglin sneered, then frowned, quickly curled his five fingers, and grabbed to the side.

With that grab, he managed to firmly grasp the tip of a spear that was thrust at him.

It turned out that while dodging, Fang Xuan also thrust his spear at Wen Donglin.

"The response has been good."

Wen Donglin gave another critique, then released his grip, his body moving with the spear, his hand slamming towards Fang Xuan's heart like a serpent.

"Serpent Palm!"

Not far away, Wen Yan exclaimed in surprise.

The Serpent Palm is a mid-grade Xuan-level palm technique.

The palm technique is known for its agility and versatility, yet it also conceals a chilling and deadly power.

Once you are hit, your body's meridians will be shattered.

Wen Donglin, on the other hand, was a half-step Divine Intent Realm cultivator. He had practiced the Spirit Serpent Palm for many years and had already reached a state of consummate skill.

His Serpent Palm technique, seemingly devoid of any martial arts elements, is actually fraught with deadly intent.

It looked like Wen Donglin's attack was about to land on him.

Fang Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile. Then, he loosened his grip on the spear, clenched his fists, and flung it out.

Primordial Long Fist, Hammer Swing Stance!

"Snapped!"

The soft palm wind collided with the continuous fist intent, producing a crisp, muffled sound.

As the blood-soaked spear landed, Fang Xuan suddenly grabbed the butt of the gun, shook the shaft, and smashed it into Wen Donglin's chest.

Fang Xuan's change of tactics seemed to have taken Wen Donglin somewhat by surprise.

But he didn't panic at all.

However, the expression on his face had become much colder than before.

Wen Donglin's palm strike was swift as the wind, yet cunning and treacherous, like a venomous snake coiling around him, easily dissipating the force from the spear.

A strange force emanated from the spear, almost causing Fang Xuan to lose his grip, but it also left the center wide open.

"Go!"

Wen Donglin let out a cold shout and unleashed both palms simultaneously.

In the critical moment, Fang Xuan channeled his Yuan Power, condensing it into a thin, gauze-like armor to protect himself.

Yuanli Gauze Robe!

The mark of a Qi Gathering Realm martial artist.

Of course, in terms of defensive power, it is definitely not as good as the Yuan Power Armor of a Condensation Realm martial artist.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the palm strike landed, shattering the Yuanli gauze robe.

The force, though seemingly gentle, was mixed with terrifying power. It slammed into Fang Xuan, causing him to groan and retreat rapidly.

Once he regained his footing, a trickle of blood oozed from the corner of Fang Xuan's mouth.

The exchange between the two seemed slow, but it actually took only a dozen or so breaths.

And the result is obvious.

Fang Xuan was indeed no match for Wen Donglin.

"To withstand three of my moves, your strength is indeed comparable to Mingche's."

Wen Donglin withdrew his hand, and his gaze toward Fang Xuan was not only cold but also filled with even stronger killing intent.

Upon seeing that her father held Fang Xuan in such high regard, Wen Yan's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Mingche's talent and strength were indeed much greater than his.

The fact that his father said Fang Xuan was comparable to Ming Che meant that Fang Xuan's talent and strength were also superior to his.

"That's not a compliment to me."

Fang Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, circulated his Yuan Power, and dispelled the Yin Power that had invaded his body.

Because Fang Xuan's Yuan Power already carries the power of the Undying Phoenix Flame.

Therefore, the Yuan energy was simply circulating at will, and the Yin-Yang palm wind from Wen Donglin was easily refined.

Upon seeing this, Wen Donglin frowned.

The subtle power of the Serpent Palm is so powerful that even a Qi Gathering Realm cultivator would need some time to neutralize it, let alone a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator.

But Fang Xuan was neutralized so easily.

"Unleash your full power."

Wen Donglin said, "I heard you also know a secret technique to enhance your cultivation. Aren't you going to use it?"

"Then so be it, Patriarch Wen."

Fang Xuan smiled slightly and quickly formed hand seals.

The body's Qi and blood suddenly reversed.

"Boom boom boom!"

In an instant, Fang Xuan's cultivation level skyrocketed from the second level of the Qi Gathering Realm to the seventh level of the Qi Gathering Realm.

"Reversing Qi and Blood?"

As a half-step Divine Realm expert and the head of a family, Wen Donglin's insight was far superior to Ming Che's.

He could tell that Fang Xuan's secret method for improving his cultivation was actually reversing his blood and qi.

However, for martial artists, reversing one's qi and blood is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous thing.

One careless mistake could lead to a reversal of blood and qi, resulting in the body exploding and death.

At the very least, it will damage the meridians.

But what shocked Wen Donglin the most was when did reversing blood and qi become a way to improve one's cultivation level?

This kid is really strange.

Wen Donglin, of course, was unaware of this.

Fang Xuan was able to reverse his blood and qi, thereby improving his cultivation, because he possessed the Chaos Saint Body.

As for the drawbacks that Wen Donglin felt were not a problem at all, they were suppressed by the Chaos Holy Body.

It's nothing more than being weak for a while.

"I'm afraid I've made a fool of myself in front of Patriarch Wen."

Fang Xuan gripped the spear tightly, his inner energy surging and pouring into the spear shaft.

The gun barrel radiated fighting spirit, perfectly blending with Fang Xuan's aura.

"Master Wen, take the gun!"

Fang Xuan let out a cold shout, and the Bloodbath Spear in his hand suddenly trembled, turning into flakes of frost that enveloped Wen Donglin.

The spear flashed, its edge as cold as frost.

A hundred kills turned to frost!

"That's not enough with just that much strength!"

Wen Donglin's eyes were cold. With a flick of his sleeve, his Yuan energy surged out like a whirlwind.

"Snap!"

Just as the Frost Spear Shadow was shattered, an even more ferocious, domineering, and frenzied gust of wind tore through the air.

"A hundred battles in reincarnation!"