The First Venerable of All Paths

A hundred kills turn to frost, a hundred battles are a cycle of reincarnation.

Both of these spear techniques evolved from a sword technique.

When Fang Xuan activated it with his innate sword energy, it became a profound sword technique.

If used with a long spear, it would be comparable to a Xuan-level spear technique.

Moreover, combined with the special power of the Bloodbath Mad Spear and Fang Xuan's scorching Yuan Power, this Hundred Battles Reincarnation move actually made Wen Donglin feel a bit of pressure.

"This kid, what pure fighting spirit!"

Wen Donglin felt a chill run down his spine, but his hands moved quickly.

He bent his ten fingers into hooks and slashed out with both claws.

"Wind-Tearing Claw!"

Unlike before, Wen Donglin's claws were no longer enveloped in pure Yuan energy, but rather in wisps of spiritual energy.

Half-step into the divine realm, the spirit and will have begun to merge.

The Yuan energy within the body gradually transformed into spiritual energy, instantly multiplying its power.

"Clang! Clang!"

Gunfire surged like a tide, their fighting spirit palpable.

The claws of wind are like a dragon, stretching endlessly.

Although Wen Donglin was unarmed, his hands were made comparable to those of a martial artist because they were enveloped in a power of half-spiritual energy.

Each collision of the gun claws produced a deafening roar.

Fang Xuan could clearly feel the immense power emanating from the gun, almost causing him to lose his grip.

The strength of a half-step Divine Intent Realm expert is indeed far beyond what Fang Xuan can currently match.

"Snap!"

The force swept out, tearing apart the domineering spear aura that Fang Xuan had painstakingly condensed. At the same time, the fierce claw wind also grabbed at Fang Xuan's throat.

If Fang Xuan were hit, his throat would be completely torn apart.

Just then, Fang Xuan opened his mouth and spat out.

"call!"

A ball of golden-red flames swept directly toward Wen Donglin's seat.

The scorching heat suddenly erupted, causing Wen Donglin's expression to change drastically.

"Subterranean fire?!"

Feeling the heat wave hitting him, Wen Donglin had no choice but to abandon his attack and retreat.

But the golden-red flames, as if possessing sentience, continued to swirl toward Wen Donglin, seemingly determined not to give up until they had refined him.

Taking this opportunity, Fang Xuan quickly calmed his qi and blood, and his eyes became sharp.

"I know you can understand me."

Fang Xuan grabbed the spear and said quickly, "If you behave, I can keep you here. If you don't... I don't mind refining you."

Bloodbath Berserker remained unmoved.

"You're asking for it!"

Fang Xuan's expression turned cold, and the Undying Phoenix Flame surged from his palm, directly covering the spear.

But the next moment.

An extremely violent and terrifying power erupted like a volcano, completely merging with Fang Xuan's aura.

"Boom boom boom!"

A scene that Fang Xuan never expected unfolded.

This power actually raised his cultivation level by two minor realms, bringing him to the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Realm.

at the same time.

A complete set of marksmanship techniques also emerged in Fang Xuan's mind.

Blood Frenzy Spear Technique!

Although he had just acquired this spear technique, Fang Xuan seemed to have practiced it countless times, with every move and stance deeply ingrained in his bones.

"Because of Bloodlust?"

After a moment's thought, Fang Xuan knew that this Blood Frenzy Spear Technique came from the weapon refiner Blood Frenzy.

The Bloodbath Spear was personally crafted by him.

This marksmanship technique was also created by him personally.

Although it was only a high-grade Yellow Rank technique, Fang Xuan discovered that this spear technique was extremely compatible with him.

"You're quite sensible."

Fang Xuan tightened his grip on his spear, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, Fang Xuan appeared in front of Wen Donglin, unleashing a series of spear techniques that resembled a continuous downpour, enveloping Wen Donglin.

The Blood Frenzy Spear Technique has only eighteen moves.

Therefore, it is also known as the Blood Frenzy Eighteen Styles.

Every move is the result of Blood Madness's meticulous refinement over many years.

As marksmanship is practiced, the fighting spirit within also accumulates.

If eighteen layers can be stacked consecutively, the power of the final shot will be earth-shattering.

Although Wen Donglin was a half-step Divine Intent Realm expert, he was struggling to deal with the Undying Phoenix Flame while also dodging Fang Xuan's attacks, which made him appear somewhat flustered.

"A forest of guns!"

At this moment, Fang Xuan had already fired eighteen shots.

The fighting spirit within him had already accumulated to a certain level.

He gripped the gun in one hand and suddenly thrust it at Wen Donglin.

"Boom boom boom!"

As the spear was thrust out, hundreds and thousands of blood-red spear shadows, like a rain of blood, rained down on Wen Donglin.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Each gunshot that landed pierced a large crater in the ground.

The surrounding vegetation suffered as a result.

"Father!"

"Master!"

Seeing Wen Donglin engulfed by the barrage of gunfire, Wen Yan and the other Wen family warriors all changed their expressions drastically.

"roll!"

Amidst the hail of gunfire, Wen Donglin's roar suddenly rang out.

A powerful force erupted and swept across the land.

All the gunshots were torn to shreds.

Fang Xuan was also blasted away by this force.

"Kid, is this all the cards you have up your sleeve?"

At this moment, Wen Donglin's hair was disheveled, and his clothes were faintly stained with crimson.

He was injured!

"You've had your fun, you can go die now!"

Wen Donglin's eyes were bloodshot, his anger and killing intent reaching their peak.

"Come!"

With a flick of his wrist, the long sword that had been stuck diagonally in the ground suddenly fell into Wen Donglin's hand.

This sword is jet black, with a long and slender blade, completely unlike ordinary swords.

It carries a faint sense of eeriness.

With the long sword in hand, Wen Donglin's aura became increasingly sharp and ruthless.

"Take this!"

Wen Donglin drew his sword and immediately beheaded him.

The next moment, a black, dragon-like blade of light slashed fiercely towards Fang Xuan.

"A hundred battles in reincarnation!"

Fang Xuan unleashed another spear strike, choosing to retaliate.

"Snap!"

However, the spear's momentum was easily shattered by the blade's edge, and the blade's momentum did not diminish. While knocking the spear away, it slashed fiercely at Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan's expression changed, and he immediately transformed into a dragon-fish, narrowly avoiding the terrifying strike.

On the ground, a knife mark several meters long was left, which was shocking to see.

Not far away, Fang Xuan appeared, looking lingering fear.

He almost died from Wen Donglin's knife.

No matter how many trump cards Fang Xuan had, he was ultimately no match for someone at the half-step Divine Realm.

However, it would be equally difficult for the other party to kill him.

"The second cut!"

Wen Donglin was not surprised that Fang Xuan was able to dodge his attack, and instead raised his sword again to slash at Fang Xuan.

"Wind-Splitting Saber Technique, Second Form!"

This time, the blade's light split into three, slashing towards Fang Xuan from three directions.

In Wen Donglin's view, his strike was enough to kill Fang Xuan.

Seeing the blade's light getting closer and closer, Fang Xuan quickly formed hand seals and then clapped his hands three times in succession.

"Clap clap clap!"

A crisp applause rang out, and a dazzling array of patterns instantly swept up from Fang Xuan's body, protecting him within.

"Boom!"

Three blades of light fell, but were blocked by the array patterns.

"A formation?"

Seeing Fang Xuan unharmed, Wen Donglin was also slightly taken aback.

"I almost forgot, you're also skilled in formations."

Wen Donglin's eye twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "However, your mere formation cannot withstand my Wind-Splitting Blade Technique!"

Wen Donglin took a step forward.

"Boom!"

The cultivation level of a half-step Divine Realm cultivator erupted completely from Wen Donglin.

Along with it, there was also a hint of sharp, cold sword intent.

This Wen Donglin has actually cultivated the intent of the sword.

Although it was still very weak, it was still more terrifying than the attacks of ordinary swordsmen.

"Splitting the wind and cutting through the clouds!"

As the Yuan energy was injected into the blade, fragments of the blade appeared around Wen Donglin.

Finally, the blade shadows merged into one, condensing into a massive blade of light that slashed fiercely towards Fang Xuan.

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

The Bagua pattern appeared in Fang Xuan's eyes, and array patterns bloomed, condensing into a mountain peak that blocked his way.

"Snap!"

However, the array-patterned mountain peak was directly shattered by the blade's light.

However, the blade's edge was also weakened by three-tenths by the array patterns.

"Trapped at sea!"

Fang Xuan changed hand seals, and a flurry of falling leaves, like a tidal wave, rushed in, trapping the blade's edge within them.

"Sizzle!"

However, it only lasted for three breaths before the falling leaves and tides were torn apart by the blade's edge, turning into fragments that drifted down.

The power of the blade's edge was weakened by another 30%.

"Ban!"

Fang Xuan's hand seal underwent its third change.

"Splash!"

Chains of array patterns emerged from the void and wrapped around the blade's edge.

"Snap!"

The blade's edge finally shattered.

The remaining array-patterned chains roared towards Wen Donglin, binding his limbs.

The formation locks the mountains and rivers, undergoing three changes.

Each change progresses sequentially, multiplying in power.

Even though Wen Donglin was at the half-step Divine Realm, he couldn't break free for a while.

"Um?"

Wen Donglin's expression changed: "What a domineering formation!"

Fang Xuan knew that Wen Donglin was only temporarily trapped.

Moreover, the energy within him was rapidly weakening.

A feeling of weakness welled up inside me.

Fang Xuan knew very well that if the fight continued, he would not gain any advantage.

Therefore, Fang Xuan withdrew without hesitation.

"Stop him!"

Seeing that Fang Xuan was about to escape, Wen Donglin shouted coldly.

Several Wen family martial artists rushed forward, trying to stop Fang Xuan.

"Get out of here!"

Fang Xuan patted the sword box on his back, and bursts of sword energy burst forth.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

The Guixu Sword Qi, swift as a startled swan, easily pierced through these Wen family warriors.

"Wen Hong, Wen Qing, you two go!"

Seeing Fang Xuan kill several Wen family martial artists, Wen Donglin's face twisted in anger, and he roared again.

The two Wen family elders who were protecting Wen Yan exchanged a glance and then rushed towards Fang Xuan like cheetahs.

Both of them were at the Condensation Realm, and their speed and strength were far superior to those of other Wen family warriors. They actually caught up with Fang Xuan and launched a fierce attack that enveloped him.

"The flames of war will spread!"

Golden-red flames appeared in Fang Xuan's palm, sweeping towards the two like a sea of ​​fire.

The two looked horrified and backed away.

No matter how strong they are, they dare not touch the earth's fire.

Fang Xuan took the opportunity to retreat and ran away at breakneck speed.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

But the next moment, a sharp whooshing sound rang out, pointing directly at Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.

箭！

The person who fired the arrow chose the perfect moment.

Each of these moves anticipated Fang Xuan's actions, leaving him with no way to avoid them.

"A hundred kills turn to frost!"

Fang Xuan swung his spear, unleashing a burst of frost-like spear light that shattered all the arrows.

However, Fang Xuan's actions were also hindered as a result.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

One by one, martial artists rushed out from all sides, surrounding Fang Xuan once again.

Upon seeing the attire of these martial artists, Fang Xuan's expression darkened.

"Someone from the Ming family?"

Soon, a figure strode over, his sinister gaze fixed intently on Fang Xuan.

It is crystal clear.

"Fang Xuan, we meet again!"