Under the night, a flash of sword light slashed the darkness in half!

Watching Xu Fan, who had thrown off the Blood Spirit Corpse far behind, Azanmu's head buzzed and throbbed, almost about to explode!

He truly couldn't fathom how Xu Fan's speed could reach such a bizarre realm!

He must know that this Blood Spirit Corpse was raised by sacrificing thousands of lives to create such a fierce entity!

He... he could actually easily leave it in the dust?

Could it be that this young man's cultivation level has already...

In his tangled mind, suddenly this question popped up.

Before Azanmu could ascertain the answer, a sudden scream nearby pulled his thoughts back.

He glanced dully to the side and, upon seeing the swirling blood mist under the night, grew increasingly uneasy!

Under the sword light, Xu Fan was harvesting the gathered members of the Heavenly Witch Sect like mere grass!

It was as if a lavish slaughter feast was being performed, with Xu Fan's moves boiled down to sheer efficiency!

Draw the sword! Slay!

None of those dedicated to the Heavenly Witch Sect could escape from these extremely simple sword moves!

Just one sword, and it was instant death!

"You insolent wretch!"

In a moment of slight distraction, dozens of his men had already fallen!

Watching helplessly as Xu Fan slaughtered his subordinates, how could Azanmu not feel vexed?

With bloodshot eyes, he glared at Xu Fan!

This guy, is he exacting revenge on me?

"Damn it..."

Glimpsing the Blood Spirit Corpse trailing behind, Azanmu's mood exploded!

He miserably realized that his meticulously refined Blood Spirit Corpse couldn't even catch up with Xu Fan's pace!

Instead, the pursuit caused the members of the Heavenly Witch Sect to suffer collateral damage.

"Boy, stop!"

If the situation continued, it wouldn't be long before all the Heavenly Witch Sect members here fell under Xu Fan's sword!

Azanmu shouted furiously at Xu Fan!

But Xu Fan completely ignored him.

At this moment, wielding his sword through the crowd, immersed in slaughter, he showed no signs of stopping.

And trailing him was the Blood Spirit Corpse, which was even more ironic.

It was as though Xu Fan was using it; each time it lunged at Xu Fan, he would timely evade, feeding those unable to dodge directly into its maw.

"Damn it..."

Watching his men being ravaged by Xu Fan but with no means to intervene, Azanmu couldn't stop the curses from spilling out.

He felt a sense of helplessness, as if he was being led by Xu Fan by the nose.

It was sheer intellectual domination!

No way! He absolutely couldn't let this guy continue!

Gritting his teeth, Azanmu pursued Xu Fan!

Now, relying solely on the Living Corpse couldn't stop this guy; he had to take action himself!

Gathering his Qi, Azanmu leapt forth to confront Xu Fan directly!

"Boy! Face me if you dare!"

Mere moments later, Azanmu charged into the crowd, navigating around his own men, approaching Xu Fan.

By now Xu Fan had slain nearly a hundred of his men; Azanmu was furious and enraged!

He couldn't help but want to tear Xu Fan apart alive!

Seeing the distance between them drawing closer, Azanmu unleashed a palm strike, sending several strands of Qi Force directly toward Xu Fan's back!

This wasn't the sole move he possessed; but amidst the crowd, Azanmu found it hard to showcase his abilities.

However, this sneak attack gave him considerable confidence!

With his cultivation level, Xu Fan couldn't possibly withstand this palm strike!

"What!"

"Watch out!"

Seeing Xu Fan about to be torn to pieces by his palm strike, suddenly Xu Fan seemed to have eyes on his back, and at the last possible moment, dodged aside.

Shrieks echoed by his ears; seeing those he mistakenly killed, Azanmu glared with blood-red eyes at Xu Fan!

Clearly, Xu Fan had long been aware of his sneak attack indeed; acting oblivious was merely a ploy to use him to kill his own men!

One scream after another rang out; at this moment Xu Fan shook off the surrounding Heavenly Witch Sect members with a sword strike, turned, and looked at Azanmu.

"Do you enjoy this taste?"

"You!"

Seeing his men slaughtered as he was helpless, even being manipulated to chaos by others, how could this taste be enjoyable!

Azanmu glared at Xu Fan with an intense desire to kill him with his stare!

Now he had confirmed Xu Fan's cultivation level.

This young man had indeed reached the Realm of Entering Dao.

If not for the Divine Sense blessing, he couldn't enter the crowd with ease nor foresee the palm aimed at his back!

"Boy, what the hell do you want!"

Azanmu once thought he had decent mental resilience, but tonight he sorrowfully realized that with a few mere words, this young man could nearly drive him mad!

This feeling greatly displeased him; Azanmu glared fervently at Xu Fan, wishing to tear him apart limb from limb.

"I don't want anything."

Calmly locking eyes with Azanmu, Xu Fan said expressionlessly, "I only want you to taste despair."

"Whether you chase me or not, I will kill these people; you have no qualification nor ability to stop me."

"But don't worry, once they're dead, I won't leave you out."

"You!"

With indifferent remarks, Xu Fan finished speaking and directly swung the longsword in his hand!

At this moment, he no longer seemed like a young man but like a blood-soaked god of death emerged from Hell!

The one-sided crushing in strength, now, the remaining members of the Heavenly Witch Sect had been completely MENTALLY broken!

Directly confronting Xu Fan?

What a joke!

They neither wanted it nor dared!

Now, there was only one word left in their minds.

Run!

The hell, run quickly! Get as far away from this death god as possible!

Is the Heavenly Witch Sect more important than one's life?

Now those remaining Heavenly Witch Sect members scattered like birds and beasts.

"Idiots!"

Seeing his men scattered, Azanmu stood his ground, unable to resist cursing!

This bunch merely had low intelligence!

Facing them head-on, they could at least survive a few seconds longer, but now recklessly fleeing and exposing their backs to Xu Fan?

Do they think, with their abilities, Xu Fan would find killing them more challenging than slaughtering chickens?

The cries were getting denser under the night; inhaling the increasingly thick stench of blood around him, Azanmu suddenly realized, the opponent he faced now was far more difficult than any past enemy!

He no longer wished to chase Xu Fan; he began to realize chasing him would only make Xu Fan toy with him.

This was helpless yet also reality.

Today, the fate of these Heavenly Witch Sect members was likely sealed.

They would be dragged into Hell by Xu Fan because of him...

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