The First Venerable of All Paths

"Cang'er?!"

Seeing Zhao Qingcang killed by Fang Xuan's sword, Zhao Kou's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he roared hoarsely, "Jin Xiong, Zhao Qiong, kill Fang Xuan for me!"

"No!"

"Seize him! I will tear him to pieces, grind his bones to dust, and offer this as a sacrifice to Cang'er's spirit in heaven!"

Zhao Kou is almost going crazy.

Although Zhao Qingcang excavated his own Dao body, his foundation still remained.

It can be restored after a few years by nourishing it with various precious medicines.

At the very least, they can continue practicing martial arts.

But Fang Xuan actually killed him.

This severed the Zhao family's foundation and completely destroyed all of Zhao Kou's plans.

"All elders, listen to my command! Seize Fang Xuan! Anyone who dares to let him go will face the wrath of this old man!"

While speaking, Zhao Kou spared no effort in expending his spiritual energy to engage in a fierce battle with the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor.

"You beast, you caused my grandson's tragic death, you should die too!"

Zhao Kou formed hand seals, conjuring a gigantic palm that slammed towards Chi Lin.

"You old bastard, I have no fear of you!"

The Crimson Scale Demon Emperor gave a wicked smile.

He was originally an eighth-level demon emperor, and his demon blood had reached its peak. If he went all out, he was enough to fight Zhao Kou, who was at the peak of the eighth level, without being at a disadvantage.

"Quickly, capture Fang Xuan!"

Zhao Qiong reacted the fastest, appearing in front of Fang Xuan in an instant with her powerful movement technique and striking out with a palm.

He was a member of the Zhao family of Zhongzhou.

According to bloodline and generational lineage, he is Zhao Qingcang's uncle.

As the prodigy of the Zhao family, Zhao Qingcang bore the hopes for the family's rise, and the Zhao family devoted too much effort to him.

With Zhao Qingcang's death, all of the Zhao family's efforts came to naught.

Therefore, like Zhao Kou, Zhao Qiong wished he could extract Fang Xuan's soul and refine it.

"Fifth level of Divine Intent?"

Fang Xuan grinned maliciously: "This isn't enough!"

He condensed heavenly fire in his palm and threw a punch to meet the attack.

Dao Falls, Fist Ends!

"Thump!"

A dull thud resounded, and amidst the surging spiritual energy, the two were forced to retreat.

"You little beast, die!"

Just then, Jin Xiong appeared behind Fang Xuan without anyone noticing and punched Fang Xuan in the back.

The spiritual energy surged, and the killing intent was boundless.

As soon as Zhao Qiong regained her footing, she charged at Fang Xuan again.

The two attacked from both sides, giving Fang Xuan no chance of survival.

Although Fang Xuan did not turn around, he still sensed the strong wind coming from behind him.

A smirk appeared on his lips, and the Phoenix Cry Sword in his hand transformed into a golden-red streak of light, shooting out like lightning and slashing towards Zhao Qiong.

The flying sword was not only extremely fast, but the sword energy it released also terrified Zhao Qiong.

He could only temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack and keep dodging.

However, under Fang Xuan's control, the Phoenix Cry Sword completely blocked all of Zhao Qiong's routes, preventing him from getting even a step closer to Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan himself turned around and threw a punch.

"In the beginning, the heavens and earth were created!"

This is the strongest move in the Primordial Long Fist, and its power increased several times after Fang Xuan advanced to the Divine Intent Realm.

The figure of the Primordial Empress appeared behind him, and like Fang Xuan, she threw a punch.

In an instant, the power of the fist erupted, shaking the heavens.

Jin Xiong, who thought he had gained the upper hand by launching a sneak attack, froze on his face the moment he felt the vast and powerful fist intent.

But it was too late to retract the fist at that moment.

Jin Xiong had no choice but to grit his teeth, gather all his spiritual power, and throw a punch with all his might.

As for Fang Xuan's life or death, he couldn't care less.

As long as Fang Xuan can be killed.

"Die!"

However, when the two fists collided in mid-air, the domineering fist energy was instantly released, directly shattering Jin Xiong's arm and causing him to spit out blood.

"puff!"

The primordial fist intent showed no sign of weakening. After shattering Jin Xiong's arm, it smashed into his chest with unstoppable force.

"Snap!"

His sternum was split open, and a bulge formed on Jin Xiong's back.

Then, Jin Xiong flew backward like a kite with a broken string, rolled several times on the ground, and could no longer stand up.

"this......"

Everyone was stunned as they stared at the lifeless body of Jin Xiong.

This Jin Xiong is a powerful expert at the sixth level of the Divine Intent Realm.

He was severely injured by Fang Xuan's punch and completely lost his fighting ability.

"What terrifying power!"

Tuoba Xiaozhang's face was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Even if I go all out, I'm afraid I'm no match for him."

He himself would never have been able to severely injure a powerhouse like Jin Xiong with a single punch.

"Brother, is it really that exaggerated?"

Tuoba Zhenzhu curled her lip and said, "Our Beast Taming Mountain doesn't rely on its own strength, but also on the power of divine beasts."

"That being said, Fang Xuan's strength can no longer be measured by ordinary standards."

Tuoba arrogantly said, "I even suspect that this is not his limit."

"How is that possible?"

Tuoba Zhenzhu glared at him and said, "Brother, you're really boosting others' morale while diminishing our own."

Tuoba Xiaozhang just gave a bitter smile and said nothing.

He was well aware of his own abilities.

Even when fighting across borders, he could only barely suppress a fourth-level Divine Intent Realm expert.

He can hold his own against a fifth-level expert.

However, with the Divine Realm at its sixth level, Tuoba Xiaozhang is destined to lose.

To Tuoba Xiaozhang's astonishment, Fang Xuan had been multitasking just now.

He used his natal flying sword to entangle Zhao Qiong, and then defeated Jin Xiong with a single punch.

Such strength and such methods are unmatched among those of the same generation and realm!

"Jiang Bingzhi, Zhuo Yuan, Zhao Yue, what are you all standing there for?"

Seeing Jin Xiong's defeat, Zhao Kou, who was locked in a fierce battle with the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor, flew into a rage: "Hurry up and join the attack! Kill that little bastard Fang Xuan!"

This time, he doesn't want to capture them alive, he wants to kill them!

Jiang Bingzhi and the other two were all elders of the Dao Seeking Sect and belonged to Zhao Kou's lineage.

Therefore, they had no choice but to listen to Zhao Kou.

Jia Lian frowned, then immediately abandoned the idea of ​​stopping him.

His goal has been achieved.

Whether Fang Xuan lives or dies is irrelevant.

Moreover, based on his understanding of Fang Xuan, this person was arrogant and difficult to control, so it would be better to kill him.

"Boom boom boom!"

The three released their auras, all of them possessing the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Divine Intent Realm.

"kill!"

The three exchanged a glance, and then, like sharp arrows, hurtled towards Fang Xuan.

A powerful aura locked onto Fang Xuan.

Upon seeing this, a hint of mockery indeed appeared in Fang Xuan's eyes.

He formed a mysterious hand seal with his fingers, and the moment the three attacks landed, he mysteriously vanished from his spot.

The next moment, Zhao Qiong, who was trying his best to dodge the attack of the Phoenix Cry Sword, felt a blur before his eyes and Fang Xuan appeared in front of him.

"How is that possible? You..."

Just as Zhao Qiong was shocked by Fang Xuan's strange movement technique, Fang Xuan threw a punch directly.

"The Dao Falls, the Fist Ends!"

The Martial Goddess Empress's true spirit emerged, and she punched Zhao Qiong.

Behind him, the Phoenix Cry Sword conjured several sword energies, all slashing down simultaneously.

Faced with imminent danger, Zhao Qiong was terrified.

"You little bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"

Zhao Qiong's face contorted, and the spiritual energy within her body surged wildly, finally exploding with a loud bang.

Self-destruction?

Fang Xuan frowned and quickly retreated.

However, at the eye of the storm, only a burning talisman remained.

"A substitute talisman?"

Fang Xuan was stunned, looking extremely surprised.

These powerful figures from prominent families indeed possessed a multitude of unique methods, making them extremely difficult to kill.

"You little bastard, die!"

At the same time, Jiang Bingzhi and the other two quickly approached Fang Xuan, and the three of them attacked Fang Xuan's head, chest, and dantian simultaneously.

Three experts at the sixth level of the Divine Intent Realm joined forces, and the timing was incredibly precise. Even an expert at the seventh level of the Divine Intent Realm would surely die.

Outside the formation, Qin Luoli raised an eyebrow, and the sword within her body resonated with a clear, ringing sound.

Fortunately, a hand pressed on her shoulder, calming the sword-like sounds within her body.

"What's the rush? Just watch."

Qi Xuanlin's tone was somewhat surprised and also somewhat solemn.

Because the methods Fang Xuan displayed also exceeded her expectations.

But she also wanted to see where Fang Xuan's limits were.

"The Chaos Golden Bell!"

Faced with the siege of three powerful figures, Fang Xuan shouted in his heart, and the Chaos Golden Pattern bloomed on his body, like golden magma flowing, finally forming a golden bell.

"Clang! Clang!"

The moment the golden bell condensed, it blocked all the attacks from the three powerful figures.

But in just a moment, the Chaos Bell shattered.

Fang Xuan groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"You little bastard, it's over!"

Zhao Yue's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he threw another punch at Fang Xuan's head.

Jiang Bingzhi and Zhuo Yuan's attacks followed closely, giving Fang Xuan no time to catch his breath.

"Buzz!"

At that moment, the heavens and earth trembled.

A dangerous and eerie aura suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping Jiang Bingzhi and his two companions and rendering them unable to move.

"What?"

The three men's expressions changed drastically, and they looked up abruptly, their hearts pounding.

At this very moment, above their heads, a pitch-black jar was aimed directly at them, releasing an extremely dangerous black power that locked onto the three of them.

"The Devouring Soul Jar?"

Qi Xuanlin recognized the jar at a glance and exclaimed in astonishment, "This thing is actually in that girl's hands!"

Qin Luoli frowned and asked, "The Devouring Soul Jar that the Hundred Souls Hall is looking for?"

"good."

Qi Xuanlin's expression darkened slightly as he said, "Things are getting increasingly complicated."

At this moment, Li Guanlan controlled the Devouring Soul Jar, trapping Jiang Bingzhi and the other two.

But judging from her appearance, she seemed to be struggling greatly.

After all, they were three experts at the sixth level of the cultivation realm. No matter how strong Li Guanlan was, he couldn't fight three of them alone.

In just two breaths, the three of them will be able to escape.

But for Fang Xuan, this was enough.

"One sword pierces the peak!"

Fang Xuan's eyes sharpened, and he slashed out with his Phoenix Cry Sword.

A hundred-foot-long sword aura burst forth from the Phoenix Cry Sword, slashing towards Jiang Bingzhi and the other two.

"not good!"

Jiang Bingzhi and the other two had drastic changes in expression, but they were all veteran experts who had cultivated for many years and had extremely rich combat experience and awareness.

"Break it!"

Jiang Bingzhi let out a cold shout, his spiritual power surging within him. He burned his blood and qi in a way that would kill a thousand enemies but also harm eight hundred of his own, forcibly breaking free from the Devouring Heaven Soul Jar's restraints.

"puff!"

Having just escaped danger, Jiang Bingzhi coughed up a mouthful of blood, his breath weak.

Jiang Bingzhi was filled with lingering fear.

He was almost killed by Fang Xuan.

However, before Jiang Bingzhi could even catch his breath, Fang Xuan appeared before him like a leech, slashing down with his sword.

A hundred kills turned to frost!

Amidst the icy sword energy filling the sky, a scorching power locked onto Jiang Bingzhi.

Jiang Bingzhi's pupils contracted, his consciousness completely consumed by fear.

He knew he couldn't avoid the sword strike.

"You brat, stop your arrogance!"

At the critical moment, Zhao Qiong appeared from behind Fang Xuan and struck Fang Xuan on the back of the head with a palm.

"Heaven-Shattering Palm!"

Fang Xuan's eyes turned cold, and his soul stirred within his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Phantom Soul Thrust!"

The power of his soul transformed into invisible steel needles, piercing fiercely into Zhao Qiong's sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhao Qiong's mind was struck as if by lightning. She screamed and collapsed to the ground. Her domineering offensive crumbled on its own.

The Illusionary Soul Spikes unleashed by the third-grade Soul Master caused Zhao Qiong considerable suffering.

"You want to die? I'll grant your wish!"

Fang Xuan's gaze sharpened, and he swung his sword in a backhand strike.

"laugh!"

With a whoosh of sword light, a sword scar appeared between Zhao Qiong's brows and down to his jaw.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the sword wound enlarged, and blood spurted out.

Zhao Qiong was directly split in two.

Even its soul was annihilated by a single sword strike, leaving it utterly dead.