The First Venerable of All Paths

Kill them one by one.

Two come, two kill.

These chilling words spurred those who were leaving to hurry even faster.

Kuang Yao's expression changed drastically, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"Kid, do you really want to start a war with my Mad Lion Mercenary Group?"

Kuang Yao roared angrily, "No matter how strong you are, my Mad Lion Mercenary Group has many men and is full of powerful experts. Are you sure you want to die?"

"You provoked me first, so you won't allow me to retaliate?"

Fang Xuan laughed loudly: "As for nonsense like having a large number of people and being full of strong people, don't embarrass yourself by spouting such nonsense."

His smile vanished, and Fang Xuan said in a chilling tone, "Even if the Mad Lion Mercenary Group sends out all its strongest members, what do I, Fang, have to fear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xuan thrust the God-Slaying Spear in his hand directly at Kuang Yao from a distance.

The spear's light enveloped all directions, yet condensed into a single point.

Between heaven and earth, a blood-red light bloomed, like a crimson lightning bolt, stretching across thousands of miles and shooting towards Kuang Yao.

Kuang Yao was already severely injured, and faced with Fang Xuan's sure-kill attack, he couldn't even dodge it, let alone block it.

But that doesn't mean Kuang Yao will surrender easily.

"If you want to kill me, then let's die together!"

As mercenaries who make a living by risking their lives, they naturally possess a certain amount of courage.

As the crimson spear light drew ever closer, Kuang Yao formed hand seals, unleashing all the icy spiritual power within his body to create a giant ice sword a hundred meters long.

"Bury the world in snow!"

Kuang Yao's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was crazed.

"We'll die together!"

The giant ice sword slashed horizontally towards the crimson spear light.

"Snap!"

The moment the two made contact, the greatsword of ice and snow shattered inch by inch, easily crushed by the sharp spear intent.

"Wow!"

The giant ice sword shattered, and Kuang Yao, suffering a backlash, spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura rapidly declining.

But the crimson spear light grew even more fierce and menacing, showing no signs of diminishing.

Kuang Yao's face immediately showed despair.

How can this guy be this strong?

As Kuang Yao was about to be killed by a single spear, the sky darkened and the wind and clouds surged.

An even more powerful and violent aura suddenly descended from the sky.

Fang Xuan's spear seemed to be bound by an invisible force, unable to advance even an inch.

Not only that.

A piercing whistling sound came rushing in, aiming straight for Fang Xuan's head.

Fang Xuan's expression hardened, and he retreated without hesitation, simultaneously thrusting his spear backward.

"Thump!"

A deafening sound rang out, and Fang Xuan felt as if he had been struck by a ferocious beast. His spear flew out of his hand and stuck diagonally into the ground some distance away.

Fang Xuan flew backward, smashing several walls into ruins.

Smoke and dust rose up and spread in all directions.

Having miraculously survived, Kuang Yao suddenly looked up at the sky and his face lit up with joy.

"Patriarch Han, you've come at the perfect time!"

Kuang Yao said, "That brat killed your daughter; we absolutely cannot let him escape!"

Han Yun, head of the Han family.

A powerful individual whose strength has reached the fourth level of the Divine Intent Realm.

"He can't escape."

Han Yun's face was icy cold as he glanced at the ruins below, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Han Yun rushed over as soon as he discovered that his daughter's spirit tablet was broken.

No matter how arrogant and domineering Han Yun's daughter is, it's not up to others to teach her a lesson, let alone kill her outright.

Thinking of this, Han Yun's face contorted with rage, and he stomped his foot in mid-air.

"Buzz!"

The spiritual energy gathered and transformed into a giant foot, which stomped angrily down onto the ruins below.

"Boom!"

The ground cracked, the rubble turned to dust, leaving only a clearly visible footprint.

"Um?"

Han Yun's expression shifted, a look of confusion on his face: "Gone?"

As a fourth-level expert in the Divine Realm, Han Yun's perception was extremely sharp.

He had just scanned the area but hadn't found any trace of Fang Xuan.

Did he really escape?

Just as Han Yun was filled with doubt, a golden dragon fish suddenly appeared out of the void behind him.

With his five fingers clenched into a fist, a burst of energy erupted, and he slammed a powerful punch into Han Yun's back.

"Slaying with overwhelming force, shattering mountains!"

The cold shout exploded in Fang Xuan's mind, and his punches became several times faster.

"puff!"

This punch landed precisely on Han Yun.

But the opponent's body burst open like a fleeting bubble, only to re-form several meters away.

"Such a brutal and murderous aura."

Han Yun looked at Fang Xuan with a slightly stern expression, frowning as he said, "Your fist technique actually follows the path of proving the Dao through killing. It's truly ingenious."

"Unfortunately, your cultivation level is too weak, and you are unable to unleash the full power of this punch."

"Killing you is enough!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were icy cold as he vanished from the spot once more.

The next moment, Fang Xuan darted to Han Yun's side like a phantom, unleashing a barrage of punches.

"Arrogant and ignorant little beast!"

Han Yun let out a low shout and used his palm to meet Fang Xuan's domineering fist force head-on.

"Bang!"

When their fists and palms clashed, Han Yun remained unmoved, while Fang Xuan took a few steps back.

Just as Han Yun was about to launch a counterattack, Fang Xuan's attack came again, even more fierce than before.

Each punch is faster and more powerful than the last.

In the blink of an eye, the air was filled with fist shadows.

A barrage of fist strikes enveloped Han Yun, leaving no opening.

"You little bastard, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Han Yun's gaze was icy, his hands clasped together like knives, and he slashed forward fiercely.

"Sky-Piercing Hand!"

The palm strike was like a knife, tearing apart all the fist shadows.

The chilling, sharp blade sliced ​​through the air, slashing towards Fang Xuan.

"Such a quick reaction!"

Fang Xuan's heart sank, and his face turned solemn.

A fourth-level Divine Realm expert, in terms of both cultivation strength and combat experience, is far superior to Kuang Yao.

Similarly, this also put immense pressure on Fang Xuan.

I can't accept it.

Even if they don't die, they'll be crippled!

"Reverse the flow of essence and blood, suppress chaos!"

The immense life-or-death crisis caused Fang Xuan's internal energy to circulate wildly.

His essence and blood burned in reverse within his body, his cultivation level rose steadily, he crossed the Yuan Condensation Realm, entered the Divine Will Realm, and reached the peak of the first realm.

The Chaotic Sacred Body suppressed the turbulent essence and power, allowing Fang Xuan to perfectly control the surging power.

"The Dao Falls, the Fist Ends!"

Fang Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He mobilized the killing energy of the "Murder Scripture," covering his fist, and sent it forward.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the world fell silent, and the wind and clouds ceased to blow.

Only the fierce palm wind dissipates with the breeze and is extinguished by the fist's force.

But the extremely fierce and murderous intent of the fist was layered upon layered and continuous, like waves crashing against the shore.

"No, this isn't ordinary boxing!"

Han Yun's expression changed drastically, and he retreated frantically.

"Sizzle!"

But his sleeves were still ripped apart by the force of the fist.

Once Han Yun regained his footing, a few strands of hair fell down, and his sleeves were completely torn, making him look somewhat disheveled.

"How is that possible?"

Witnessing this scene, Kuang Yao was completely dumbfounded and gasped in shock.

Although Han Yun was only at the fourth level of the Divine Intent Realm, his cultivation was far superior to his own.

To think that he could be made so pathetic by a mere kid.

"Divine Intent Level One?"

Han Yun stared at Fang Xuan in disbelief: "Is this your true cultivation level?"

An ant at the first level of the Divine Realm actually managed to repel him twice in a row.

If this gets out, what will become of Han Yun's reputation?

"Regardless of whether you were hiding your true strength or not, you killed my daughter, and you're not leaving here today!"

After saying that, Han Yun's figure flickered and then disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, Han Yun appeared beside Fang Xuan and struck out with a palm.

Fang Xuan had just dodged the opponent's palm strike when another Han Yun appeared and struck Fang Xuan with another palm strike.

Having just lost his beloved daughter, Han Yun was now completely serious, unleashing a continuous barrage of attacks that anticipated and sealed off all of Fang Xuan's options and escape routes, leaving him no chance of survival.

"No matter how many tricks you have up your sleeve, or how powerful your fist technique, before me, you are nothing but an ant!"

Han Yun exuded a strong killing intent.

The palm strike was fierce, stirring up the wind and clouds.

"Killing Wind Palm!"

Han Yun roared and struck Fang Xuan with a palm strike that pierced through the air.

This palm strike will surely kill Fang Xuan.

"In the beginning shall we live forever!"

Feeling the power of Han Yun's palm strike, Fang Xuan dared not be careless in the slightest.

He lowered his body slightly, the Primordial Ancient Scripture quietly began to circulate, and he slowly sent out a punch.

This punch was devoid of any killing intent, nor did it release any internal energy.

Yes, it is a vast and boundless energy, all contained within a single fist.

The Primordial Long Fist, a testament to eternal truth.

"puff!"

Like air blasts colliding, they shattered together.

The two figures retreated.

Fang Xuan was slightly out of breath, feeling his spiritual energy being consumed extremely quickly.

Han Yun's arm trembled slightly, his mind reeling.

"What kind of boxing style is this?"

Han Yun's face was filled with disbelief, and his heart was in turmoil.

In stark contrast to his previous undisguised killing intent, the fist technique Fang Xuan just displayed was the complete opposite of the other extreme.

There was no wind, no clouds, no smoke, and no fire.

Ironically, it is precisely because of this that it is so terrifying and leaves one with lingering fear.

"If his cultivation level were equal to mine... no, just a little stronger, I would definitely be injured!"

If someone's cultivation level is equal to his own, wouldn't he kill them with a single punch?

The moment the thought crossed Han Yun's mind, he was startled.

This child must not be allowed to live!

Han Yun's face twisted in anger as he shouted, "Gentlemen, how long are you going to keep watching this show? Do you want to see me fight him to the death so you can reap the benefits?"

Upon hearing this, Kuang Yao's expression changed once again.

Is anyone else there?

Right.

Those guys in Sunset Town couldn't possibly be unaware of the battle that's taking place here.

They were just waiting, waiting for the right opportunity.

But Han Yun had already noticed it and pointed it out directly.

"Heh, what are you saying, Patriarch Han?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with white hair stepped out of the air.

"I'm just passing by; I have no intention of arguing with Patriarch Han."

This white-haired old man appeared kind-faced, but his eyes were incredibly cold.

Standing beside him was the same cold-looking middle-aged man who had been bidding against Zhou Laohu in the main hall of the business alliance.

"Hehe, what Old Xue said is true."

Then a beautiful woman in a red dress appeared, walking through the air from afar, her figure swaying, her every move exuding natural allure.

"The Han family head is simply unhappy with everyone because his beloved daughter has died."

The beautiful woman in the red dress covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "I warned that girl Yanling a long time ago that there are always people more capable than you, and that being too arrogant would lead to her running into trouble sooner or later. I never expected it to come true today."

"Lady Bone, what do you mean by this?"

Han Yun's eyes flashed coldly: "Are you saying Yanling deserved it?"

"I didn't say that."

The beautiful woman in the red dress shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"Old Tang, stop hiding your true colors!"

Han Yun snorted coldly and said, "You want the treasures on his body, but I only want his life. How about we join forces?"

"Forget about joining forces; I'm just here to make a deal with this young friend."

A soft laugh rang out, and the appraisal master from the Merchant Alliance that Fang Xuan had met before appeared out of the void.

Five experts at the Divine Intent Realm surrounded Fang Xuan.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, their situation is perilous.