Bam!

In the night, a corpse fell heavily to the ground, like the closing note of a song of slaughter.

The night wind swept through, carrying fallen leaves, yet unable to disperse the thick scent of blood.

"... "

Azanmu's gaze shifted from the longsword in Xu Fan's hand, with its lingering blood aura, to Xu Fan's eyes.

Looking at these eyes that were as calm as an ancient well, Azanmu instinctively swallowed.

In just these brief moments, the souls fallen under this young man's sword numbered no less than hundreds.

Logically, such a frenzied slaughter for a young man should be something incredibly difficult to accept.

Yet Xu Fan's current performance far exceeds Azanmu's expectations.

Having reaped hundreds of lives, he showed not a hint of reaction, and even a touch of proficiency in his gaze.

It's as if such actions were as routine for him as everyday meals...

What on earth is this guy's background?

This question popped into Azanmu's mind.

"Alright, it's your turn now."

Lost in thought, he saw Xu Fan's gaze piercing over.

The confidence in this tone felt as if Death was proclaiming his sentence to him...

Instinctively, Azanmu felt a chill down his spine.

"Kid, don't you think you're a bit overconfident?"

But soon, this fear was buried by anger.

Azanmu glared at Xu Fan, telling himself in his heart that this was just an arrogant brat!

Previously, he had no way to deal with him, unable to block him, just because he was worried about being cautious!

Now all his men had died under his sword, and although angry, this incident allowed him to act without reservations!

Despite the previous slaughter being incredibly easy, after all, it's hundreds of lives, surely it has worn down most of his energy!

Azanmu didn't believe that when he and the Blood Spirit Corpse attacked together, Xu Fan could still win so easily!

"Die!

Not intending to give Xu Fan a single moment to breathe, Azanmu made up his mind, and with a roar, charged at Xu Fan!

Following, a sinister smile, the Blood Spirit Corpse, trailed behind, also came to attack!

Azanmu's cultivation level was not low, and at the moment, his palms emitted green poisonous mist as he wrestled with Xu Fan!

At the same time, the Blood Spirit Corpse also launched a frenzy of attacks on Xu Fan!

Almost as if venting the anger from Xu Fan's earlier teasing!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves had already passed.

Xu Fan defended with his sword, retreating backward.

Though not obvious, it was still captured by Azanmu, a flash of discontent on his face that came and went.

Clearly, the assault from the human and the corpse was making it hard for Xu Fan to catch his breath.

"Ha, kid, weren't you very arrogant earlier?"

"Why now, do you hesitate to draw your sword?"

Azanmu chuckled menacingly, taunting.

Seeing his ugly demeanor, Xu Fan furrowed his brows deeply!

This guy truly embodied the word despicable.

He knew well he was reluctant to act against the Blood Spirit Corpse, and thus, after each attack, he would despicably hide behind the Blood Spirit Corpse, using her to block Xu Fan's sword edge.

This Blood Spirit Corpse was Zhang Shicun's fiancée; Xu Fan hesitated to strike.

Therefore, he was forced into constant retreat.

Not giving Xu Fan any chance to breathe, Azanmu laughed and rushed at Xu Fan once more!

The poisonous mist in his palms was highly corrosive; even Xu Fan dared not touch it lightly!

At this moment, relying on Protective True Qi, he barely resisted.

Both of their powers were not far apart to begin with, but now with the addition of a formed Blood Spirit Corpse, the scales of victory were gradually tipping toward Azanmu.

Relying on his longsword, Xu Fan kept retreating.

He wasn't unable to fight, but he dared not.

Looking at this Blood Spirit Corpse whose appearance was still normal, he truly worried that if she could be saved, he would accidentally kill her...

By then, the only hope for Zhang Shicun would be ruined by him.

"Hey kid, better not retaliate! Once you fight back, this Blood Spirit Corpse might be destroyed at your hands!"

"Let me honestly tell you, there's still a trace of life in this woman."

Seemingly seeing through Xu Fan's inner conflict, Azanmu's eerie laughter echoed in his ears.

Xu Fan swung his sword to dispel the Blood Spirit Corpse's attack, coldly glancing at Azanmu.

Seeing the playful smile on his face, Xu Fan's emotions became somewhat complex.

This guy was undoubtedly deceiving him.

But if his words were true, what then?

Being cautious so as not to harm the Blood Spirit Corpse, defeating Azanmu without hurting her seemed like a fantasy...

You must know, this guy's cultivation level isn't lower than his!

If he continued to hesitate, it's only a matter of time before he lost to Azanmu's palms.

"Xu Fan! I'm here to help you!"

While hesitating, suddenly, he heard a pleasant voice nearby.

Xue Fan glanced out of the corner of his eye, raising an eyebrow!

Gongsun Qin!

This single-minded woman clearly could not bear to wait patiently in the cellar for him.

Earlier, the sound of killing was thunderous above; she must have noticed.

Coming out now, clearly worrying about him, defying him previously.

Though this woman may be somewhat disobedient, her arrival truly helped Xu Fan.

Gongsun Qin's cultivation level was just half a step away from the Entering Dao Realm.

Having her deal with Azanmu might not work, but to help him entangle a Blood Spirit Corpse should be no problem short-term!

Once he confronts Azanmu one-on-one, his worries will diminish significantly!

"Are you well?"

Seeing Gongsun Qin rushing to his side, Xu Fan glanced at her and asked.

"Yes! I'm all better! I'll help you!"

Hearing Xu Fan's inquiry, Gongsun Qin nodded vigorously, speaking firmly.

Just out from the cellar, seeing Xu Fan somewhat struggling, she thought she sure could help him!

"That's good."

Xu Fan nodded, his gaze shifted to the Blood Spirit Corpse cautiously watching him.

Pointing, he instructed Gongsun Qin: "You later help me entangle this guy, remember; you can injure, but don't kill her, understand?"

In terms of combat, he always worried about Gongsun Qin, so Xu Fan lowered his demands for her.

If because of this matter, Gongsun Qin was hurt, Xu Fan would never agree!

"Remember to be careful, this guy isn't easy to deal with."

Seriously advising Gongsun Qin a sentence, Xu Fan glanced at Azanmu.

"Friend, you better pray that what you just said is true and not lies."

The guy previously told him there's a sliver of life left in the Blood Spirit Corpse, whether true or not, Xu Fan didn't care.

But Xu Fan knew one thing clearly; should he dare deceive him, he'll make sure he lives a hellish life!

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