The First Venerable of All Paths

"Sword that shatters mountains and rivers!"

Fang Xuan wielded his sword and slashed, unleashing a torrent of sword energy that merged into a single strike, hurtling fiercely towards Bai Xuan.

The sword light was extremely fast, slicing through the sky and appearing in front of Bai Xuan in an instant.

"That sword strike was truly terrifying."

Feeling the terror of Fang Xuan's sword strike, Bai Xuan was also somewhat frightened.

He discovered that the sword strike Fang Xuan unleashed after forcibly enhancing his cultivation through secret techniques was beyond his imagination.

"But you're not qualified to kill me!"

Bai Xuan snorted coldly, clenched his fist, and flames rose from the Dragon Eagle Armor on his body, gathering on his fist.

"Dragon Eagle Fist Aura, break!"

With a low shout, Bai Xuan threw a punch.

"Hey!"

A cry of an eagle rang out, and a huge fiery dragon eagle burst forth from Bai Xuan's fist, meeting the chilling sword energy that was rapidly slashing down from the sky.

"when!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, sword energy shattered, and the flaming dragon eagle exploded on the spot.

Sparks flew everywhere, and sword energy scattered.

Fang Xuan and Bai Xuan each took a step back, their expressions solemn.

This white Xuan paper is not weak.

Fang Xuan is very strong.

"No matter how strong it is, it's still power enhanced by secret techniques; how can it compare to mine!"

Bai Xuan's eyes were icy cold. He bent his body slightly, stepped into the void, and charged out like a raging beast.

In mid-air, Bai Xuan transformed into a blur and instantly appeared in front of Fang Xuan, his fist energy dazzling as he mercilessly slammed into Fang Xuan's face.

"So fast!"

Fang Xuan felt a chill run down his spine.

Bai Xuan's movement speed was actually far superior to his dragon-fish movement technique.

Fortunately, Fang Xuan remained calm despite his shock. With a slight tremor of his Phoenix Cry Sword, he released three scorching sword energies.

The sword energy was like fire, striking Bai Xuan from three directions.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

Bai Xuan's punches were like dragons, his momentum like rainbows.

Each punch carries a terrifying power capable of shattering the void.

All three sword energies were easily shattered by Bai Xuan.

"Take this punch!"

Shattering Fang Xuan's sword energy, Bai Xuan lunged forward, unleashing a barrage of punches.

With this attack, he intended to blast Fang Xuan to smithereens.

Because of the speed, Fang Xuan didn't have time to change his move and could only block with his sword.

"when!"

The golden fist energy slammed fiercely onto the sword.

The Phoenix Cry Sword emitted a phoenix cry, its blade concave into an exaggerated arc, and its immense power sent Fang Xuan flying back several meters.

"Is that all you've got?"

Bai Xuan sneered, "Fang Xuan, you've disappointed me greatly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Xuan disappeared from his spot again, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Fang Xuan.

A far more terrifying and brutal fist strike than before slammed viciously into Fang Xuan's back.

"Break the mountains with your fist!"

Bai Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body was surging with the power of fist techniques.

"when!"

This incredibly swift punch landed directly on the innate sword box on Fang Xuan's back.

Although the sword box resisted most of the force, the hidden energy contained in the fist made Fang Xuan tremble all over, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Sword cultivators? Nothing special!"

Bai Xuan withdrew his fist and stood up, looking at Fang Xuan with a cold smile: "If this is all the strength you have, then you are doomed to die today!"

"Yeah?"

Fang Xuan activated his Chaos Sacred Body to suppress his injured internal organs.

A chilling glint appeared in his eyes.

He shrugged, releasing the hidden energy within his body, and looked at Bai Xuan expressionlessly.

"Then let me show you the true power of a sword cultivator."

After saying that, Fang Xuan sat down cross-legged in mid-air.

He gently stroked the Phoenix Cry Sword with his palm, a chilling and sharp smile curving his lips.

"Did you hear that?"

Fang Xuan murmured softly, "It seems we've been looked down upon. Are you willing to accept that?"

"Buzz!"

A phoenix sang softly, and the sword trembled slightly.

His voice was filled with resentment.

"very good."

Fang Xuan suddenly looked up at Bai Xuan and said, "Then go ahead and fight to your heart's content."

"Hey!"

A phoenix cry rang out, and the crimson-gold longsword vanished without a trace.

The next moment, a streak of light emerged from the void and pierced towards Bai Xuan's brow.

This sword strike came without warning.

If Bai Xuan hadn't reacted quickly enough and had enough combat experience, throwing a punch at the crucial moment while simultaneously retreating, he would have inevitably been injured by that sword strike.

Before Bai Xuan could regain his footing, the Phoenix Cry Sword flicked slightly, disappeared, and reappeared behind Bai Xuan, slashing down with a single strike.

One sword strike followed by another.

In the blink of an eye, he unleashed dozens of sword strikes.

Each sword strike was faster than the last, and the sword intent grew stronger with each strike.

Bai Xuan went from initial disdain to shock, and then to horror.

He discovered that no matter how fast he punched, the flying sword could not only easily keep up with him, but also anticipate his next move.

In just over ten breaths, several sword marks appeared on Bai Xuan's body.

Although the injury was not serious, the pressure it brought to Bai Xuan was indescribable.

Because the power within him was greatly depleted.

But the Phoenix Cry Sword showed no signs of fatigue; instead, its fighting spirit grew ever stronger, its sword aura ever more menacing, and it inflicted more and more wounds on him.

He glanced at Fang Xuan, whose expression remained calm and composed as he continuously changed sword techniques, manipulating the Phoenix Cry Sword.

My heart grew increasingly trembling.

This is what a sword cultivator should be like.

With his natal flying sword, he can take a man's head from a thousand miles away.

He doesn't need to fight you in close combat at all; he only needs to control his flying sword to hurt and wear you down until he finally kills you with a single strike.

"I refuse to believe that sword cultivators are unsolvable!"

Bai Xuan's gaze darkened as he continued to mobilize his internal energy to strengthen the Dragon Eagle Armor's defenses and block the sharp sword energy of the Phoenix Cry Sword.

At the same time, Bai Xuan moved his body quickly, breaking free from the Phoenix Cry Sword's entanglement and rapidly approaching Fang Xuan.

The reason why sword cultivators are powerful is simply because they rely on their natal flying sword.

The opponent's physical body, however, was extremely weak.

He only needed to get close to his opponent to kill Fang Xuan with a single punch.

The idea was grand, but the reality was harsh.

Before he could get close to Fang Xuan, at the same time as the phoenix cry rang out, dozens of sword energies roared over and surrounded Bai Xuan.

"The Return to Nothingness Sword Formation!"

Fang Xuan had already stood up at some point, his hands constantly changing sword techniques, using a sword formation to block all of Bai Xuan's escape routes.

As Fang Xuan's cultivation improved and his "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Void Technique" broke through to the second level, his mastery of the Return to the Void Sword Formation became increasingly profound.

Especially after cultivating his soul fire, Fang Xuan was able to control the sword formation with the ease of manipulating his own limbs.

Each sword aura could instantly transform into the Phoenix Cry Sword, inflicting severe damage on Bai Xuan.

The sword energy formed an array, its power surging.

Bai Xuan felt the pressure increase exponentially. No matter which direction he went, trying to break through the sword formation, he was met with a full-force strike from the Phoenix Cry Sword.

His body was covered in wounds, his purple robe stained with blood.

The hairpin that held her hair back was damaged by the sword energy at some point, and her hair was disheveled, making her look extremely wretched, especially with her tattered purple robe.

"Fang Xuan, if you have the guts, fight me face to face. It's not honorable to win by using a flying sword against an enemy."

Bai Xuan roared, his eyes bloodshot.

Unable to break through the sword formation for a long time, Bai Xuan became increasingly agitated and lost his composure.

Fang Xuan remained silent, but the speed at which his sword techniques changed was even faster than before.

The sword formation began to shrink in size, and the released sword energy became even sharper.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

No matter how tough the Dragonhawk Armor is, it still has its limits.

Under the relentless onslaught of sword energy, it was no longer in its original form.

"Pfft!"

When the Phoenix Cry Sword took advantage of Bai Xuan's momentary loss of composure and left a deep wound on Bai Xuan's arm, Bai Xuan was enraged.

"Fang Xuan, once I break through the sword formation, I will make you wish you were dead!"

With a roar, Bai Xuan formed hand seals, and black flames flowed wildly from his body, condensing into a dragon eagle above his head.

"Dragon Eagle Break!"

Bai Xuan spread his hands, and the dragon eagle also spread its wings, unleashing a raging inferno that barely blocked the sword formation.

However, the crimson-gold Phoenix Cry Sword emerged from the sword formation and slashed directly at Bai Xuan.

"Dragon Eagle Fist, open for me!"

Bai Xuan threw a powerful punch forward in anger.

The Phoenix Cry Sword was blasted away by the domineering fist energy, and then Bai Xuan, with violent power, broke through the sword formation and appeared in front of Fang Xuan.

"Kid, it's over!"

Blood trickled from Bai Xuan's lips, and his scarred face was filled with murderous intent, making him appear sinister and ferocious.

He channeled all the power in his body into his arm and threw a punch at Fang Xuan.

This punch contained Bai Xuan's anger, killing intent, and all his power.

Even a powerful expert at the third level of the Divine Intent Realm would only perish before this punch.

"You want a face-to-face fight? So be it!"

Sensing the terrifying killing intent of Bai Xuan's punch, Fang Xuan's expression also became extremely serious.

He slowly raised his arm, his five fingers clenched into a fist.

The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir circulated wildly, and streams of crimson energy intertwined on his fist.

An overwhelming killing intent surged forth from within him.

"King of Slaughter Fist, Suppressing All Heavens!"

A tall and imposing figure appeared behind Fang Xuan, and as Fang Xuan threw a punch, he also threw a punch.

"Boom!"

The two fist-forces collided, causing the void to tremble.

The punch that Bai Xuan threw appeared incredibly fragile in the face of the extremely lethal fist energy.

Shatters with a single blow!

The terrifying fist intent that dominated heaven and earth landed on his body, causing the bones in Bai Xuan's body to crack repeatedly.

"Wow!"

Bai Xuan was struck as if by lightning, and his entire body flew backward, crashing onto the ground with a thud, shattering a mountaintop.

After a long while, Bai Xuan, dressed in tattered clothes, stood up from the dust and looked at Fang Xuan in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Body cultivation?"

"The true meaning of martial arts?"

Bai Xuan murmured in a daze, "How is this possible? How could your physical body be stronger than mine?"

He sacrificed countless efforts to achieve physical cultivation.

But his efforts ultimately paid off, making him virtually unrivaled in his field.

However, he unexpectedly encountered another body cultivator today.

This person is younger and more outstanding than him.

Besides being a physical cultivator, he is also a sword cultivator.

What Bai Xuan found even more unacceptable was that the other party had actually cultivated the true meaning of martial arts!

This is something that even many martial arts geniuses cannot do.

"Just body cultivation, is that so great?"

Fang Xuan slowly withdrew his fist, and the Phoenix Cry Sword automatically returned to his side, as if he were a celestial being or a god.

He looked down at Bai Xuan, his tone indifferent.

"And you, you've only just entered the second level of body cultivation, you're no match for me."

Fang Xuan entered the extreme realm, undergoing body tempering by lightning tribulation.

Having the Chaos Sacred Body, one's physical body naturally far surpasses that of ordinary body-refining martial artists.

Bai Xuan's pride in his body refinement was indeed insignificant in his eyes.

"puff!"

Fang Xuan's words were like steel needles, piercing directly into Bai Xuan's body, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Fang Xuan, don't be so smug!"

Bai Xuan said coldly, "Even if you defeat me, don't even think about leaving the Valley of Death alive!"

"I have some here..."

Before Bai Xuan could finish speaking, two disheveled figures fell from mid-air and crashed heavily onto the ground.

It turned out to be Lu Fa and Gu Tang.

Judging from their appearance, they were both defeated by the Crimson Scale!

Gazing at the crimson python that stretched across the heavens and earth like a dragon, Bai Xuan's face turned ashen and his expression dimmed.

"How is that possible?"