"You!"

Xu Fan's intention was exceptionally simple; he wanted Adal's life.

Adal, having been threatened countless times with his life at stake, had never been afraid.

After all, those people were all refined into living corpses, eternally at his disposal!

But this time, Adal discovered that a terrifying unrest was spreading from his heart.

He... he panicked, for the first time.

"Kid, don't think that just because you have some skill in swordsmanship, you are extraordinary."

Watching Xu Fan's figure getting closer, Adal instinctively retreated.

His skills in martial arts were not deep; his life's energy had been spent on crafting stronger living corpses...

If it came to physical combat, he didn't believe he could endure many rounds under Xu Fan's sword edge.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead in large swathes as Adal retreated, his eyes not daring to leave Xu Fan, not even for a moment!

He feared that a momentary lapse would bring about his death!

The commotion here had already aroused the camp's vigilance, and his companions would soon arrive!

Adal watched Xu Fan warily; he had to hold on!

As long as his companions could arrive, it wouldn't be so easy for this guy to kill him!

Retreating, he quickly backed out of the room.

Under the night sky, only the flickering firelight could be seen, with footsteps approaching in waves.

His people had arrived!

Seeing the distant swaying firelight, a feeling of exhilaration erupted in Adal's eyes!

Those few steps from inside the room to outside were indeed a brush with death for him!

With so many helpers on his side now, how could Xu Fan possibly kill him!

"Do you think bringing help will save you?"

Suddenly, Xu Fan's voice came from inside the room.

He emerged with his sword, watching Adal's face filled with a look of narrowly escaping death, and his eyes slowly narrowed.

"Even if the King of Heaven himself comes, he won't stop me from killing you."

In that brief utterance, an immense confidence seeped through his words!

At the very moment his words fell, Xu Fan moved!

Like a meteor falling from the Nine Heavens! Xu Fan and his sword radiance merged into one! The dark night was cleaved in twain by his blade!

Sword Qi whistled! A fierce wind arose! That drawn sword strike occurred in but an instant!

Whoosh!

When Xu Fan's figure re-emerged in the night, a blood arrow gushed from Adal's right thigh!

The wound torn open by the sword radiance revealed bone! The pain it triggered made Adal's scream tremble through the night.

"This sword is for those children."

Gazing into Adal's face twisted in agony, Xu Fan uttered expressionlessly.

Those abducted children were almost all turned into demon ghosts by this guy!

To refine living beings into murderous living corpses — how much pain must be endured?

Xu Fan was resolute; he wouldn't let this guy die easily.

"You..."

His artery was thoroughly severed by Xu Fan, and at this moment, blood spurted like a fountain from his thigh!

Adal knelt on the ground, one hand tightly gripping his thigh, trying to stop the worsening wound.

But the effect was weak; in a short moment, his face had turned pale as paper.

Da-da-da.

At this time, the Heavenly Witch Sect's members who rushed from afar finally arrived.

Seeing Adal's miserable state, their angry eyes quickly turned towards Xu Fan!

"Boy, you have a lot of nerve!"

"If you don't want to die, kneel down immediately!"

Adal held a high position in their hearts, and now that Xu Fan had injured him so severely, they were determined to kill Xu Fan!

Filled with fiery threats, Xu Fan seemed unaware.

He gave them a casual glance, lifted his eyes, and leaped towards Adal once more!

A tearing sound! The sword radiance sliced through the night! This time, another blood arrow gushed from Adal's left thigh!

This time, Adal couldn't even manage to kneel on one knee and fell flat in front of Xu Fan.

"This sword is for the Thorn Team."

As if passing judgment on Adal's crimes, Xu Fan stood with his sword, like the reaper itself.

Seeing Adal's pitiful kneeling posture, the surrounding members of the Heavenly Witch Sect were enraged!

They raised their weapons and charged directly at Xu Fan!

Their momentum was fierce, wishing to cut Xu Fan into pieces!

At that moment, the cries of battle echoed to the heavens! Watching the crowd charging at him, Xu Fan glanced at them and slowly raised his longsword!

"Sword Sweeps the Eight Desolates!"

With a sharp shout! The azure sword radiance surrounding the sword edge suddenly expanded! The pressure was so overwhelming, it showed signs of tearing the space!

The sound of wind roared, and the Sword Qi emitted from Xu Fan's sword edge was so bright it made it hard to keep eyes open!

This suffocating Sword Qi invoked doubt—if Situ Jing were still alive, could this move from the Nine Heavens Sword Technique achieve such prowess?

The answer was obviously no.

This sword Xu Fan swung brought the approaching, murderous Heavenly Witch Sect members directly to the ground.

As the night wind blew, a series of mourning cries rose and fell, making the area feel ghostly and chilling to the bone.

Gulps...

Those outside the conflict, who hadn't had the chance to rush forward and teach Xu Fan a lesson, now finally regained their senses.

They swallowed dryly, stared at Xu Fan with frightened eyes, dumbfoundedly turning their gaze to the side.

They suddenly realized that this youth's gaze was chilling enough to penetrate their bones.

"It will be your turn soon, so don't disturb me, got it?"

The night wind carried Xu Fan's words over, making everyone shudder involuntarily.

From Xu Fan's meaning, does he intend to deal with them just like Adal after him?

They felt indignant, but quickly, their fallen comrades pleading all around made a sense of despair rise.

This youth's Cultivation Level—how could they have any defiance?

Clearly, there was no chance.

For a moment, this group of Heavenly Witch Sect believers stood dazedly, unsure of what to do.

Without further ado with these guys, Xu Fan raised his sword, looking at Adal on the ground.

With both legs crippled and losing a lot of blood, the guy was now trembling in pain.

His pallid face dripped with bead-sized sweat uncontrollably.

Though pitiful, Xu Fan watched without the slightest bit of pity.

Calmly, he swung his sword again towards Adal's left arm.

For a moment, a scream broke through the heavens!

Watching the trembling fear in his opponent's eye sockets, Xu Fan smiled slightly.

"Have you ever known that the pain those children endured, whom you refined into living corpses, is a thousand times yours?"

The children from impoverished families were refined into living corpses by his merciless means, even in death forced to kill.

How cruel is that?

Xu Fan didn't know, but he was clear, he would treat him with exponentially more cruelty.

Under the night, an emerald figure sneaked out from Xu Fan's sleeve, reaching towards Adal...

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