That's really true!

Ouch!

Li Fan grinned.

The familiar pain of struggling in the apocalypse welled up in my heart.

The constant bleeding from his wound made him even more lucid.

This feeling is slightly different.

The end times are a time of certain death.

It's a sure thing now.

The bigger the waves, the more fish there are.

He slowly straightened up, as if even this slight movement had exhausted him.

Black Tiger's knife and Big Tiger's axe attacked simultaneously.

Clang!

Bang!

The knife, axe, and two headless corpses fell to the ground.

Li Fan's speed was extremely fast.

After killing the two men, he rushed into the crowd.

Blood spurted wildly, and severed limbs flew everywhere.

Martial artists from the martial arts world swarmed in like ants.

Li Fan used his knife to clear a path, carving bloody trails through the crowd.

One cut!

Two cuts.

Ten cuts.

...

After ninety-eight cuts.

The long street was completely stained crimson with blood.

"You... demon!"

The martial arts practitioners who had surrounded them were devastated.

After leaving behind more than a thousand corpses, they began to flee.

They fled, and Li Fan killed them.

They fought their way from the main streets to the alleyways, and from the alleyways to the main streets.

Until the screams ceased, Li Fan, covered in blood, emerged like a demon from hell.

In the surrounding pavilions, the martial arts practitioners who had survived the ordeal looked at Li Fan with lingering fear.

"Dog...dog...brother...we...run!"

Pfft!

Before the monkey could finish speaking, a steel knife flew in from outside the window.

The steel blade, with its irresistible force, pinned him to the pillar.

Dog Brother's pupils shrank sharply, and he leaped off the attic, rushing towards the distance.

A streak of silvery white light flashed by.

His body split in two as he leaped down.

Inside the room, a man and a woman huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

......

Li Fan, carrying the knife, continued walking forward.

The malice still emanated from behind.

He ignored it and began to break through the barrier with the immense power of blood and qi he gained from drinking the blood.

The "Long Breath Technique" operates rapidly.

Blood gushed from the wounds.

Li Fan took out a Great Rejuvenation Pill.

Just as the pill entered the mouth, a shimmering white light surged forth from the sky.

Iron Palm Duan Chenyao swooped down from the sky, his palms facing down, his internal energy surging to its limit.

The aura of collapse burst forth in an instant, and the vital energy converged towards his palms.

A murderous intent surged in Duan Chenyao's eyes.

This strike!

He will definitely kill Li Fan.

"Let's do it!"

In the darkness, Yuan Qing gave the order.

The remaining fifteen Micro Dust Assassins attacked simultaneously.

These assassins did not emanate any intense aura.

They looked no different from ordinary martial artists.

But in terms of both speed and strength, he surpassed that of ordinary martial artists.

It's here!

A glint of light flashed in Li Fan's eyes as he watched the fifteen men in black rushing towards him.

"Die!"

A loud explosion rang out.

Duan Chenyao's voice, amplified by his true energy, enveloped Li Fan.

At the same time, the palm print landed.

Boom!

A loud explosion came from the ground.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

Long swords pierced into the smoke and dust.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out.

Duan Chenyao's furious roar came from the smoke and dust.

"Li Fan, don't you dare run away!"

Amidst the smoke and dust, Duan Chenyao used his palms to continuously parry the long swords thrusting from all around.

But the next second, he realized something was wrong.

The last longsword seemed to possess no power whatsoever.

He mustered his inner energy and burst out of the pit.

As far as the eye could see, headless corpses knelt on the ground.

not good!

A strong sense of crisis made Duan Chenyao's scalp tingle.

His body suddenly plummeted towards the ground.

Above, Li Fan's figure appeared as he leaped high into the air.

Looking at the black blade that was slashing towards him.

Duan Chenyao was completely enveloped in fear.

Run! Run! Run!

A surge of violent true energy erupted, and Duan Chenyao charged into the distance.

laugh!

In the darkness, the bursting blade energy tore through the sky.

Duan Chenyao's clothes ripped open on the back.

Clang!

The violent blade energy collided with the soft armor, sparks flying.

puff!

Duan Chenyao spat out a mouthful of blood, using the force to accelerate his escape.

Luckily, he was wearing soft armor!

Otherwise, this stab would surely have taken his life.

We can't stay in Tianguang County any longer.

Duan Chenyao made up his mind: he would go back to the villa, pack his things, and run away immediately.

This Li Fan is simply a monster.

Even after all this fighting, his true energy has barely diminished.

If I had known this would happen, I would never have come, even if you killed me.

Fortunately, he can't fly yet!

Just as Duan Chenyao was feeling relieved, a tremendous force came from behind him.

Pfft!

The dull thud of flesh being pierced rang out.

Duan Chenyao saw a knife.

A long, jet-black, blood-red sword.

He reached out, wanting to grip the long sword tightly.

But his body no longer obeyed his commands.

Darkness enveloped him, and Duan Chenyao, devoid of life, plummeted toward the ground.

A huge hole of blood appeared in his chest.

Clang!

The demon-slaying dagger pierced the ground, its metal clanging.

Chance!

Upon seeing Li Fan throw the long sword, Yuan Qing made a move.

She appeared behind Li Fan with a ghostly figure.

A silver streak swiftly slashed towards Li Fan's head.

When the blade touches the skin, a layer of golden light appears.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, as if the longsword had struck a piece of meteorite iron.

Every step forward is incredibly difficult.

Li Fan turned around and threw a punch that seemed to shake a mountain.

The surging true energy went straight for Yuan Qing's chest.

Yuan Qing neither dodged nor avoided, but pulled back with his left hand holding the knife.

A short knife was detached from the blade.

This is her killer move.

Mother-and-child knives!

The short knife was as fast as lightning, aimed straight for Li Fan's right eye.

This attack is not a matter of life and death.

Instead, it forced Li Fan to retreat.

Tonight, countless people in this city want to kill Li Fan.

She doesn't need to trade her life with Li Fan here.

As long as Li Fan dodges to the side, she will retreat accordingly.

But then, Yuan Qing was disappointed.

Li Fan not only didn't dodge, but he even used his head as a hammer to smash it down on Yuan Qing's longsword.

Clang!

Sparks flew as the dagger pierced through flesh and blood.

The blow struck Li Fan squarely on the right eyebrow bone.

After tearing through flesh, the dagger struck the bone.

Yuan Qing's pupils suddenly contracted.

She had been a member of Microdust for decades and had never seen such a ruthless person.

At that moment, she felt a pang of regret.

I regret taking on this task.

Bang!

Another muffled thud sounded in the darkness.

Li Fan's fist landed on Yuan Qing's chest.

The terrifying power was unleashed, and Yuan Qing's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Clang!

Li Fan drew the short sword from between his eyebrows, casually tossed it on the ground, and then walked towards Zhuxie.

All around was deathly silent.

Even though there were many martial arts practitioners around, no one dared to step forward.

They didn't even dare to make a sound like breathing.

They were terrified.

Li Fan drew his sword, the Demon Slayer, and continued forward.

The internal energy surged like a river.

The tide rises, the waves surge.

Click!

The shackles are broken, the fetters are shattered.

Eighth-rank Sky Soaring, accomplished!