Transmigrated Villain: Starting by Removing the Female Lead's Supreme Bone

"Then let me see your strength." Sun Chuanjian drew his sword from behind his back.

This is the flying sword he forged as his destiny.

The moment it was drawn, the sword's edge emitted a chilling aura.

It made the surrounding air seem to drop a few degrees in temperature.

Upon seeing this scene, many elders gasped in shock.

"Sun Chuanjian, he hasn't even just broken through to the Martial Venerable realm yet!"

"Judging from the looks of it, he broke through to the Martial Venerable realm a long time ago!"

"That's right! This is the first time he's shown his abilities in front of everyone!"

"I feel like beating Fang Yuan should be quite easy..."

When everyone saw the sword, they all nodded slowly.

After all, he was the number one person in the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

If Sun Chuanjian didn't have much strength, the Lingxiao Sword Sect wouldn't have specifically arranged for him to come here.

He even allowed him to absorb the Xuanhuang Qi within the Xuanhuang Cauldron, specifically to break through to the Venerable Realm.

With that, Sun Chuanjian took a step forward.

His figure disappeared dozens of feet away.

Then, he appeared beside Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan felt a chill emanating from his waist.

At the same time, his protective armor shattered.

Fang Yuan was greatly alarmed and immediately withdrew.

But the next moment, Sun Chuanjian's sword came crashing down from above.

Only then did Fang Yuan realize the gap between him and Sun Chuanjian.

Despite Fang Yuan's astonishing talent.

However, Sun Chuanjian's combat strength is terrifying.

He had no way to avoid this sword strike, so he could only draw a long saber, circulate his true energy, and forcefully withstand Sun Chuanjian's attack.

At the same time, this enormous force suddenly pierced into Fang Yuan's arm.

Fang Yuan's clothes on his arms were torn to shreds.

The veins in his hand couldn't withstand the pressure and burst quickly.

A stream of blood flowed down his arm.

Su He frowned slightly upon seeing this scene.

Although Fang Yuan was very well prepared, there was a huge gap in combat power when facing Sun Chuanjian.

"As expected of the number one person in the Lingxiao Sword Sect!"

Sun Chuanjian's performance earned him the thumbs-up from everyone around him.

Although they disliked the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

However, Sun Chuanjian demonstrated both strength and composure.

At least, they strongly agree with it.

Sun Chuanjian swiftly pierced Fang Yuan's right arm, rendering him unable to raise his hand.

He continued to flash his sword.

In that instant, all the people saw were dozens of afterimages left in mid-air, and they couldn't find which one was Sun Chuanjian next to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan raised his foot and stomped hard on the ground.

Countless pebbles flew out.

Fang Yuan quickly located Sun Chuanjian among these illusory figures.

With a turn, he switched the long sword in his hand to his left and slashed down fiercely.

Sun Chuanjian used his longsword to block the attack.

However, the lingering aura of the blade left a long gash on his face.

Upon seeing this, the elders, who had no confidence in Fang Yuan, gasped in shock.

"That Fang Yuan kid actually has some skill!"

"You guys forgot that in the last match he was playing against Raymond Lam."

"If it weren't for Lin Feng weakening Fang Yuan's power, even Sun Chuanjian would have had a hard time dealing with him."

The voices of several elders discussing the matter clearly reached Sun Chuanjian's ears.

Sun Chuanjian remembered that Fang Yuan had fought Lin Feng before he went on stage.

Thinking of this, he immediately concealed his brilliance.

"I don't want to fight someone like you! Therefore, I'm sealing off 20% of my cultivation."

Sun Chuanjian was an extremely proud man and naturally did not want to take advantage of others.

People will say that the victory was not honorable.

He could easily kill someone of low cultivation level.

However, they are both at the Venerable Realm.

Fang Yuan is his formidable enemy.

They are the people he can truly call his rivals.

Sun Chuanjian naturally hoped that Fang Yuan could have a good, satisfying fight with him.

Fang Yuan slowly shook his head. "You're just too arrogant! There's no need for that."

He also has a layer of protective armor.

This is the last of the two treasures that Nihuang Yu gave him.

At this moment, the two quickly clashed together.

The sword light in Sun Chuanjian's hand danced like butterflies.

Fang Yuan tried his best to resist him, hoping to exhaust Sun Chuanjian's strength.

During the battle, he crushed two Primordial Demon Cores to continuously replenish his true essence.

Even someone at the Venerable level couldn't withstand the influx of too much Primordial Demon Core power.

He quickly fell into a disadvantageous position, and his body was covered in wounds.

On the side, Nihuang Yu, who had already won the match, stood by with some concern, watching everything that was happening on the field.

"Master, should we help him admit defeat?" Nihuang Yu slowly spoke, whispering to Su He.

Su He slowly shook his head: "It's alright."

"You don't need to make this decision for him; he will make the choice himself."

Suhe understands Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan was not a reckless person.

Since he dared to fight Sun Chuanjian.

That means he still has some strength left to preserve.

As expected, when Fang Yuan was pushed to the edge of the arena, a burst of crimson true energy surged from his body.

This is the color that emerged from his true essence after being tempered by the flames of the Nine-Turn Phoenix.

This extremely dense and heavy true essence startled Sun Chuanjian.

As the true essence on Fang Yuan's longsword suddenly slammed down, Sun Chuanjian quickly withdrew and retreated.

Even so, his entire right arm was still throbbing with pain from the shock, and even the web of his hand bled.

Seeing Sun Chuanjian retreat, Fang Yuan immediately followed up and delivered several more blows.

He drained all the true energy from his body and inflicted some injuries on Sun Chuanjian before finally retreating.

At this point, Sun Chuanjian was at a disadvantage and was not as strong as he had imagined.

"I concede." Fang Yuan took a deep breath and spoke quickly.

The people around stared wide-eyed.

"Is this how it ends?"

"I thought he was circulating his true energy and forcibly condensing a force to fight Sun Chuanjian to the death."

The elders all felt it wasn't a good idea.

This is a blatant attempt to wear down Sun Chuanjian's strength.

Sun Chuanjian suffered considerable injuries as a result of those last few moves.

At this moment, everyone in the Lingxiao Sword Sect was extremely angry.

They immediately brought out a number of rare and precious medicinal herbs, intending to help Sun Chuanjian recover.