The First Venerable of All Paths

"Buzz!"

Bright and dazzling sword energy burst forth from the Phoenix Cry Sword, slashing down with unstoppable force.

This sword energy, carrying an invincible aura capable of destroying everything, made Mingzhang's heart pound with fear and his mind filled with dread.

"Can't catch it!"

This was Mingzhang's intuition at that moment.

He wanted to hide, to escape, but found it was impossible.

"Snap!"

In that brief moment of hesitation, a crisp sound rang out, and the longsword in Mingzhang's hand was severed by the sword energy.

The sharp sword energy struck Mingzhang's body.

"Pfft!"

With a scream, Mingzhang was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

He coughed up blood, his face was deathly pale, and his breath was extremely weak.

A gruesome wound was left on his chest, from which blood flowed freely.

Mingzhang's face was filled with disbelief.

He, a dignified half-step Divine Intent Realm cultivator, was actually severely injured by a junior in the Qi Gathering Realm.

Even if he was careless, even if he was infected with the Heart-Corroding Worm, it's not a reason for him to lose.

Mingzhang was right.

Normally, no matter how many trump cards Fang Xuan has, he cannot defeat Ming Zhang.

But Fang Xuan learned from his previous mistakes.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of holding back; on the contrary, he revealed all his trump cards.

First, he used the Bone-Eating Heart-Piercing Worm to distract Ming Zhang, then directly reversed his essence blood to enhance his cultivation. He unleashed the Thunderfire Battle Spear and the Phoenix Cry Sword simultaneously, overwhelming Ming Zhang with overwhelming force.

Only in this way can we catch Mingzhang off guard.

"Elder Mingzhang!"

Seeing Ming Zhang's defeat, the remaining Ming family warriors all changed their expressions drastically.

However, no one dared to step forward to stop them.

They were already terrified of Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan, holding the Phoenix Cry Sword, slowly walked towards Ming Zhang.

"You bunch of useless trash, hurry up and kill him!"

Mingzhang's injuries are too severe; he can't even stand up now.

Seeing Fang Xuan walking towards him, and noticing that everyone else was keeping their distance, Ming Zhang was so angry that he started cursing.

"Fools, he's badly injured too. If you all attack together, he's no match for you!"

The group exchanged glances, then gritted their teeth, mustered their courage, and charged toward Fang Xuan.

"roll!"

Fang Xuan waved his hand, and golden-red flames roared towards the crowd like a sea of ​​fire.

The flames of war spread!

The power of the Undying Phoenix Flame is stronger and more terrifying than before.

Although these people were all experts at the Condensation Realm, they dared not touch the flames and fled even further away.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xuan slashed straight at Ming Zhang with his sword.

This sword strike is destined to kill Mingzhang!

"Youngster, don't be so arrogant!"

Just then, a voice filled with fury suddenly came from the sky.

The next moment, a violent and powerful force, like the might of heaven, descended from the sky and fiercely suppressed Fang Xuan.

"A master of the Divine Intent Realm?"

Fang Xuan's expression changed, and he slashed upwards with the Phoenix Cry Sword.

"Bang!"

An unparalleled force struck, forcing Fang Xuan back several steps, and his expression turned strange.

"It's not a true divine state."

He looked up into the air.

There, miasma lingered.

A figure stood quietly atop a tree.

Holding a long sword, expressionless, his powerful aura locked onto Fang Xuan.

It was Wen Donglin!

Fang Xuan could see that Wen Donglin's body seemed to be faintly shimmering with array patterns.

"Using an array to temporarily raise one's cultivation to the Divine Intent Realm must have been Zhou Yan's doing."

Fang Xuan held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, staring at Wen Donglin.

"You have a good eye."

Wen Donglin said indifferently, "Boy, from the very beginning, everyone underestimated you, otherwise we wouldn't have lost so many of our best fighters."

Although I don't want to admit it, the facts are the facts.

Including Ming Yong, they all regarded Fang Xuan as an ordinary Qi Gathering Realm martial artist, and they restrained themselves every time they made a move.

That's why one of his sons died and the other became useless.

The entire Wen family lost 30% of its elite forces.

Before finding Fang Xuan, Wen Donglin, after much painful reflection, decided to use himself as the core of the formation and forcibly raise his cultivation level to the Divine Intent Realm temporarily.

Although this would prevent him from reaching the Divine Realm for three years, it would all be worth it as long as he could kill Fang Xuan.

In addition, Mingche has a backup plan.

It can be said that in today's situation, even if a true expert at the Divine Intent Realm were to come, they would still face certain death.

"I'll take it as a compliment from Patriarch Wen."

Fang Xuan said, "But if you're thinking of saving this guy, you've miscalculated."

"hehe."

Wen Donglin said, "That's not up to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Donglin raised his arm and pressed it down sharply on Fang Xuan.

A giant palm of spiritual energy slammed towards Fang Xuan with overwhelming force.

In the dense forest, a fierce wind howled, swirling up countless fallen leaves.

Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes as he watched the giant palm of spiritual energy descend at breakneck speed.

He stomped his foot on the ground, and the Thunderfire Spear in his hand trembled rapidly as he thrust it out.

"A hundred kills turn to frost!"

A murderous aura and a chilling aura bloomed simultaneously.

The chilling spear light froze the giant palm of spiritual energy, causing it to collapse.

"Snap!"

Fang Xuan took a step back, flinging out the remaining force from his spear, and looked coldly at Wen Donglin.

"You little bastard, die!"

Just then, a strong gust of wind swept in from behind.

It was Ming Zhang who gathered Yuan Power in his palm and slammed it hard into Fang Xuan's back.

This strike contained all of Ming Zhang's remaining power.

Let alone Fang Xuan, a junior in the Qi Gathering Realm, even a peak Qi Condensation Realm cultivator would surely die if caught in his sneak attack.

"Pfft!"

However, just as the palm strike was about to hit Fang Xuan, a sword tip pierced through the transparent seal's throat.

"Well......"

Mingzhang trembled, looked down at the sword tip that had pierced through him from behind, his face first showing a look of astonishment and fear, which then turned into despair and regret.

"No......"

Mingzhang opened his mouth, as if to say something, but a large amount of blood gushed out.

"call!"

Even more outrageous, flames shot up from the sword, engulfing Mingzhang's body.

The terrifying flames instantly reduced Mingzhang to ashes, killing him completely.

The Phoenix Cry Sword hovered behind Fang Xuan on its own, like a guardian.

From beginning to end, Fang Xuan never looked back even once.

His body radiated fighting spirit, and the Yuan energy within him flowed and merged with the Thunderfire Spear.

This feeling...

"What a pity."

Looking at Mingzhang, who had turned to ashes, Wen Donglin sighed: "Mingzhang not only failed to deplete your Yuan energy, but he also lost his own life."

Fang Xuan smiled calmly: "If Patriarch Wen hadn't wanted to preserve his strength, I wouldn't have been able to kill him."

Wen Donglin's eyes sharpened.

Fang Xuan's words seemed euphemistic, but in reality, he was saying that Wen Donglin deliberately watched Ming Zhang die without doing anything.

That is indeed the case.

Then, Wen Donglin laughed and said, "There's no point in talking about this now. Let's get down to business."

The important matter he mentioned was, of course, killing Fang Xuan.

"Clang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Donglin suddenly drew his sword.

"cut!"

Wen Donglin's first move was a Wind-Splitting Saber Technique.

The blade light, as fierce as a whirlwind, slashed towards Fang Xuan.

Along the way, countless fallen leaves were swept up and shredded by the blade.

"war!"

Fang Xuan twisted his foot, about to thrust out with his spear.

But strangely, the blade of light disappeared and reappeared behind Fang Xuan, sweeping past him.

Do not!

It didn't disappear!

"A hundred battles in reincarnation!"

Fang Xuan let out a low shout, and his violent battle intent transformed into a continuous spear force, spreading outwards.

"Snap!"

The next moment, blades suddenly appeared from the void and slashed down from all directions.

The first blade of light that had just disappeared actually attacked Fang Xuan again while still invisible.

If Fang Xuan hadn't been so perceptive and noticed in advance, he would probably have been injured by that strike long ago.

"Try taking another cut!"

At this moment, Wen Donglin suddenly disappeared from the treetops and instantly appeared above Fang Xuan's head, slashing down with his sword.

"Splitting rivers in two!"

This strike is the third move of the Wind-Splitting Saber Technique.

If one were to master it, it would be enough to sever rivers in half.

Wen Donglin certainly couldn't do that.

But killing Fang Xuan is enough!

"Gunfire sweeps away the clouds!"

Facing Wen Donglin's deadly strike, Fang Xuan's eyes turned icy, and he thrust his spear upwards.

"Ding!"

The spear tip struck the blade, sparks flew, and the violent force swept outwards.

"Thump!"

Fang Xuan's body sank, his feet sinking deep into the ground.

A terrifying force, centered on Fang Xuan, swept away all the fallen leaves on the ground, and fine cracks appeared on the ground.

The blade, as sharp as the wind, clashed fiercely with the spear, and both dissipated.

"A forest of blades!"

Wen Donglin swiftly unleashed a second slash, then a third, a fourth...

In the blink of an eye, six swords were unleashed in succession, transforming into sharp blade shadows that enveloped Fang Xuan, as if they were about to dissect all the flesh and bones on his body.

"Guns reign supreme!"

"Holding my spear high, I stand ready!"

"A gun-wielding maniac!"

At the same time, Fang Xuan also unleashed six consecutive spear strikes, forcefully blocking Wen Donglin's sword attack.

Although the two had a huge difference in cultivation level, they did not fight based on their cultivation level, but instead engaged in a fierce battle using only their sword and spear techniques.

They are evenly matched, neck and neck.

Wen Donglin was utterly shocked.

The Wind-Splitting Saber Technique is the strongest saber technique he has mastered. After years of practice, although he has not yet reached the perfect level, he is already close to the state of consummate skill.

However, this Fang Xuan.

At such a young age, he has also cultivated a marksmanship to such a high level.

You must know, he's a sword cultivator!

How come even your marksmanship is so abnormal?

He's truly a prodigy!

"We can't waste any more time!"

Deeply shocked, Wen Donglin knew he could not delay any longer.

Only by quickly defeating Fang Xuan can we eliminate future troubles.

With his feet firmly planted in the void and spiritual energy flowing within his body, Wen Donglin brandished his blade.

A wisp of blood stained the blade.

"Buzz!"

A bloodthirsty blade aura emanated from the longsword, chilling and awe-inspiring.

"One slash, shatters the stars!"

Wen Donglin, like a god of swordsmanship reborn, held his sword horizontally in front of him and slashed downwards fiercely.

"Sizzle!"

A blade of light, as thin as a hair, burst forth.

But then it transformed into a tornado, carrying an overbearing aura that seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart, and slashed towards Fang Xuan from afar.

This strike can be considered Wen Donglin's pinnacle.

Those of similar strength, facing his strike, would either temporarily evade its edge or... die!

Gazing at the terrifying blade that swept across the heavens and earth, hurtling towards him, Fang Xuan's mind, will, and all his emotions merged perfectly with the spear in his hand.

"Boom!"

Soaring battle intent and spear momentum burst forth from Fang Xuan's body, actually managing to block the tornado of blade light.

next moment.

Fang Xuan drew his spear.

Man and gun become one!