After leaving the city, Li Fan did not deliberately speed up.

He was like an ordinary martial artist, traveling, resting, and traveling again.

Before we knew it, the sun had set and the night was slightly cool.

This place is a hundred miles away from Tianhai City.

Li Fan walked to the woods by the roadside, tied the reins, lit the campfire, and took out dried meat from his backpack.

Under the heat of the flames, the dried meat exudes a unique smoky aroma.

Snap!

After an unknown amount of time, the burning firewood emitted a soft crackling sound.

At the same time, footsteps could be heard from the mountains and forests.

A figure slowly approached from afar, illuminated by the campfire.

The visitor was none other than Chen Jihan from the Eastern Xuan Division.

He had a smile on his face and walked at a leisurely pace, looking extremely relaxed.

If there are similar phenomena here, they will surely be able to detect the anomaly.

The dark forest was gradually shrouded in blood mist.

The source of the blood mist was none other than Chen Jihan.

Once the area within a ten-mile radius was completely covered, the blood mist stopped spreading.

Immediately afterwards, the surging blood mist began to condense into thin, blood-red lines.

The lines spread out like a spider web, turning the entire mountain forest into a cage.

This entire territory is under our control.

After doing all this, Chen Jihan's smile became even more relaxed.

He was completely certain that there were no ambushes nearby.

This battle is in the bag!

"Stop! There's someone here!"

Just as Chen Jihan was about to reach the campfire, Li Fan, who was roasting dried meat, said coldly.

He held the dried meat in his left hand and raised the Yazi knife in his right hand, pointing it at Chen Jihan.

The sword was not drawn, but its sharp and chilling intent was already palpable.

Yazi Knife!

That idiot actually didn't refine it.

This is truly a stroke of luck!

Seeing this, Chen Jihan felt much calmer.

He naturally recognized Chen Kui's knife.

Swordsmen always carry their swords with them at all times.

His knife was on Li Fan, which meant he was dead.

This news can also be considered a contribution.

Chen Jihan continued forward without a second thought.

When he took another step.

Sitting in the mountains, Li Fan's eyes turned cold: "You're courting death!"

He quickly stood up, his eyes flashing as he pulled back, his left hand gripping the scabbard, and his right hand making a drawing motion.

Splash!

The blood and qi surged like a surging river.

Li Fan's body was filled with surging true energy.

When they strike, it's with the force of thunder.

But before he could draw Tiger Soul, Chen Jihan's figure, a hundred meters away, trembled slightly and then twisted and disappeared from the spot.

The next second, a fair, woman-like hand pressed down on the hilt of the Yazi Blade.

A surge of icy true energy suppressed Li Fan's true energy.

Chen Jihan's ghostly voice sternly commanded, "Let go!"

The sound waves, amplified by his true energy, shook Li Fan's mind.

Although he didn't think Li Fan was a match for him, Chen Jihan still went all out.

Slaughter brooks no disrespect.

"Who are you?"

Ya Zi, it slipped from his hand.

Li Fan pushed off with both feet, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball in the direction where Ya Zi had flown out.

Although his tone remained calm, Chen Jihan could clearly sense a hint of panic in his eyes.

"The one who will kill you!"

Chen Jihan followed closely, not wanting to give Li Fan the chance to draw his sword.

In an instant, the two figures were pressed together again.

Before he could think any further, golden light suddenly appeared on Li Fan's body, and his flawless golden body coated his body with a layer of gold paint.

The supernatural power of Blood Frenzy was activated, pushing the power of blood and qi within the body to its limit.

He then clenched his fists and struck out like a god beating a drum.

The illusory image of the mountain instantly materialized.

"roar!"

The white tiger roars to the sky, dominating the center of the mountain forest.

With his fist intent concentrated, Chen Jihan felt as if he were trapped in a quagmire.

"The Nangong family's Mountain-Shaking Fist, and Yuwen Haotian's White Tiger Killing Blade."

Words are also part of the battle.

Chen Jihan continued, "But that's all there is to it!"

As they spoke, the crimson lines that had enveloped the mountains and forests suddenly contracted.

The mountains and the white tiger seemed to be shrouded in a net.

A chill ran through Li Fan's body.

Chen Jihan's hands moved like butterflies flitting among flowers, bypassing Li Fan's fists and striking him heavily on Li Fan's chest.

"Die!"

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty palms were struck in succession.

Li Fan's chest was covered in peeling gold paint, revealing flesh and blood that surged like waves, while his bones creaked under the continuous vibrations.

A touch of crimson appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The fist that was clenched tightly suddenly relaxed.

But just as Li Fan let go, Chen Jihan suddenly felt a chill.

Without the slightest hesitation, his body trembled again, and he vanished from the spot.

Li Fan's right hand, which had been loosened, was now gripping Tiger Soul without him even realizing it.

"I knew it. How could someone who inherited Yuwen Haotian's White Tiger Killing Blade not carry his Tiger Soul Blade?"

Chen Jihan looked relaxed, his gaze towards Li Fan filled with condescending disdain.

Li Fan did not rush to attack. He stretched out his left hand and stuck the Annihilation Sword hanging from his waist into the ground.

Yo! Yo! Yo!

I finally realized that most weapons were just a burden!

Not bad, not bad!

The sound of wind cutting through the air carried Chen Jihan's teasing tone.

He disappeared from the spot at some point.

A ghostly palm wind swept towards Li Fan's side.

puff!

The palm struck Li Fan's back.

He neither dodged nor avoided, making no move whatsoever.

The next moment, he gripped the knife with both hands and slashed heavily upwards at the empty space in front of him.

Chen Jihan's figure suddenly appeared.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face.

They've been discovered!

Li Fan is indeed no ordinary person.

It was no accident that he was able to kill a fully-fledged, mid-stage tenth-grade Dharma Image.

But that's all there is to it.

The tenth grade of Dharma image, one step at a time ascends to heaven.

He neither dodged nor avoided, and the qi and blood power that enveloped the mountains and forests suddenly contracted.

The crimson giant emerged from the darkness.

The laws of heaven and earth!

Chen Jihan stretched out his palm and slapped at Tiger Soul.

The crimson giant brought down his right palm.

The oppressive force was as overwhelming as the sky!

The knife and palm collided with a crisp "crack".

The giant's hand, like shattered glass, spread cracks in all directions.

As the crack covered the entire right hand, the blood giant's right hand shattered with a deafening roar.

At the same time, Li Fan's body crashed into the forest like a cannonball.

The terrifying recoil from this attack caused his body to alternate between golden and dark light.

puff!

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could catch his breath, Li Fan gripped the knife with both hands.

Mountains and the White Tiger manifest.

Then, with a twist of his body, he slashed the long sword into the air.

Where there had been nothing before, the crimson giant suddenly appeared.

A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Jihan's eyes once again.

We've been discovered again?

Despite his surprise, he did not hesitate for a moment. He channeled his inner energy and slammed down with the giant's perfectly intact left palm.

This time, when his palm touched the longsword, Chen Jihan directly unleashed his true energy.

Rumble!

A series of explosions echoed from the mountains.

The exploded palm emitted billowing waves of blood.

Li Fan's figure, wielding his sword, was blasted into the ground.

At the same time, Chen Jihan did not stop his attack.

Strands of crimson true energy condensed at his fingertips, and in an instant, tiny blood needles fell like rain of blood.

"Open it for me!"

From the ground came Li Fan's furious roar.

Holding the Tiger Soul in his hand, he charged forward, braving the aftershocks of the explosion and the rain of blood.

At this moment, he looked extremely miserable.

Half of his body was mangled and bloody.

The hand holding the knife, its white bones faintly visible.

But its fierce aura only increased rather than decreased.

This scene did not surprise Chen Jihan.

It's no secret that Li Fan, the Overlord Blade, is skilled at exchanging lives, possesses a powerful physique, and has an abnormal recovery ability.

But in any case, he was a martial artist.

Martial artists cannot escape one rule.

Everything is built upon true qi.

Without true qi, all of this is just castles in the air.

At this point, Li Fan had no backup, so all he needed to do was slowly wear him down!

This battle is already decided!