Unfortunately, he was going to die.
Three years ago, if the Ziyang Immortal Sect hadn't intervened and Zhou Zhenguo had successfully ascended the throne, the situation would have been completely different.
Chen Kui's "Heavenly Battalion" naturally became the Emperor's Battalion. With his extraordinary talent and the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he would surely become an invincible force comparable to those few the next day.
At that point, even if the immortal sects wanted to take action against him, they would have to consider whether it was worth it.
"If you've seen enough, then leave!"
Li Fan and I have a few things to discuss!
In the attic, only Chen Kui's voice could be heard.
No one else appeared.
Chen Kui is still the same Chen Kui.
"Farewell!"
Jun Buyu stepped out of the pavilion and disappeared into the horizon.
......
At the same time, Ying Zixiong, who was fleeing in panic, suddenly stopped.
Not far away, Chen Kui stood watching him with a knife in his hand.
"Chen Kui, don't kill me."
My being alive is useful to Li Fan.
"I can help him establish the Haizhou Martial Arts Alliance; I'm willing to become his puppet and obey his orders."
Ying Zixiong lowered his stance and tried his best to demonstrate his value.
"Kill him, and you'll live!"
Upon hearing Chen Kui's words, Ying Zixiong froze on the spot.
Kill... Li Fan?
Can I survive?
Can you believe that?
It seems Chen Kui doesn't want me to live!
Ying Zixiong lowered his head, a hint of ruthlessness appearing in his eyes.
Either way, I'm going to die, so exchanging myself for Li Fan wouldn't be a loss.
If you, Chen Kui, want to use me as a whetstone, then I'll break Li Fan's knife in half for you.
"Are you... telling the truth?"
Ying Zixiong raised his head and asked in a trembling voice, "If I kill Li Fan, will you really let me go?"
Believe it or not!
After Chen Kui finished speaking, he walked towards the battlefield, and Ying Zixiong pretended to hesitate before following him.
......
In the ruins of Chunyu Tower, Li Fan sat cross-legged.
He drew the overflowing energy of blood and qi into his body.
The qi and blood of a tenth-grade Dharma image are completely different from those of a ninth-grade one.
Every wisp of vital energy is imbued with the power of the Dharma.
Once this energy and blood entered Li Fan's body, he could sense the martial arts insights that those tenth-rank martial artists had once gained.
A blood-red giant exuding a chilling aura, a domineering python dragon, and a strange, eerie swarm of insects...
Each manifestation of the Dharma appeared with the intention of taking root in Li Fan's body and transforming his true energy into its own attribute.
This situation is no different from swallowing the fruit of enlightenment.
The so-called power of Dharma forms already exists.
Li Fan naturally doesn't need these existing magical powers.
Blood and qi surged, and the dark true energy ravaged the Dharma images.
The blood-red giant, the python dragon, the insect cloud, and many other strange phenomena disintegrated in an instant.
After all these strange phenomena were erased, the pure power contained in his blood and qi began to merge into Li Fan's body.
......
Upon seeing Li Fan again, Ying Zixiong felt the pressure.
This pressure is completely different from what it was a quarter of an hour ago.
Why is this happening?
Could it be that Li Fan has broken through again?
No!
That's impossible.
This must be an illusion.
As he sized up Li Fan, Li Fan also got up from the ruins.
He ignored Ying Zixiong and went straight to Chen Kui's side: "How much time is left?"
"One hour!"
"Then I'll hurry!"
After Li Fan finished speaking, he rushed out, dragging his sword.
He swayed, leaving a series of afterimages.
In an instant, he appeared in front of Ying Zixiong.
As the Tiger Soul slashed out, the illusory image of a mountain materialized.
roar!
The White Tiger guards the mountain, its oppressive power like that of a prison.
He really got stronger!
Feeling the oppressive aura emanating from him, Ying Zixiong confirmed his suspicions.
However, that alone is not enough.
I, Ying Zixiong, have concealed my talents for so many years, and the world thinks I am only at the early stage of the tenth grade of Dharma Image.
In reality, I had already reached the mid-stage of the tenth-grade Dharma Image realm.
Reaching the tenth rank is like ascending to heaven with every step.
Li Fan, die!
With a thought, Ying Zixiong unleashed a surge of earth-yellow true energy from his body.
A giant image appeared on the earth.
The flow of vital energy is like the meridians of the human body.
The giant's fist pierced straight into the mountain, clashing head-on with the white tiger.
Clang!
Tiger Soul dragged past, slashing a crack in the giant's fist, sparks flying out from the friction.
Then came a series of explosions.
The mountains collapsed.
White Tiger, now intangible.
The yellowish-brown giant that Ying Zixiong had transformed into also began to disintegrate.
On Li Fan's body, the golden light was pressed into wrinkles, and blood spurted out from the torn wounds.
Facing this blow head-on, Ying Zixiong already felt Li Fan's power.
This person is no less capable than myself.
To kill him, you have to grind him down slowly.
Wear down his patience, then find an opportunity to kill him.
Having made up his mind, Ying Zixiong used the recoil from the attack to create distance.
Just as he stepped back, Li Fan on the other side made a completely different choice.
Li Fan twisted his body and flung the Tiger Soul behind him.
The long blade cleaved a furrow that stretched for miles across the ground.
This strike effectively neutralized half of the recoil force.
In a moment of urgency, Li Fanning's body snapped back like a taut spring, and with a quick crouch, he charged forward.
The suppressed power raged through his body.
The flawless golden body shattered instantly.
Even with the Blood Spring constantly healing his injuries, Li Fan still appeared as ferocious as a demon from hell.
A swirling mass of pitch-black true energy, the sword of Annihilation was drawn.
Blood Frenzy!
Qi and blood ignite in an instant.
Blood and fire poured into the pitch-black true energy.
This strike was as swift as a gazelle's horn, leaving no trace.
Ying Zixiong, who was retreating, instantly realized the deadly danger.
This attack is unavoidable.
Since that's the case, then let's trade lives!
Faced with life and death, Ying Zixiong also decided to abandon defense.
If you want me to die, then you have to die too.
He transformed his left fist into a spear and held it horizontally in front of him.
Then his right fist slammed into Li Fan's head like a heavy hammer.
"Snap!" A crisp sound.
Ying Zixiong's fist, which was positioned in front of him, shattered instantly.
Blood, flesh, and bone fragments splattered everywhere.
Despite the excruciating pain, Ying Zixiong paid no heed.
He stared at Li Fan, watching his fist land on Li Fan's head.
Let's die together!
A muffled thud!
Li Fan plummeted to the ground like a meteorite.
Ying Zixiong stood in mid-air, his vision beginning to blur.
Li Fan is a complete madman!
With a soft sigh, Ying Zixiong's body split in two and crashed to the ground.
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