Li Chunyan let out a scream, and then her face twisted and turned into a man. Zhang Fan looked closely and saw that Li Chunyan was nowhere to be seen; it was just a member of the Tianlong Sect.
The man, wielding a machete, swung it at Zhang Fan's neck with tremendous force, gritting his teeth and using all his strength to bring it down.
"Clang!" A crisp metallic clang.
A spark still lingered in the man's terrified eyes.
Not only him, but everyone else clearly saw that when the machete struck Zhang Fan, sparks flew.
Is this even human?
While he was still in a daze, Zhang Fan threw a punch.
The man was sent flying backward, crashing into a group of people.
The man in black robes trembled slightly: "You actually cultivated an indestructible body? How is that possible!"
"Zhang Fan!" Chi Fei shouted loudly.
Zhang Fan turned his head and saw that Chi Fei and the clan leader were surrounded by about ten people. The clan leader had not eaten for a long time and was very weak. Only Chi Fei was able to fight.
Chi Fei had been fighting for a long time. She had many wounds, big and small, and bloodstains on the corner of her mouth. She looked very disheveled, but her eyes were more determined than ever before.
Her whip had been chopped into several pieces, leaving only the handle. Chi Fei thought she was going to die, so she shouted at Zhang Fan, "Zhang Fan, you must live! We'll meet again in the next life."
Even with only one controller and no combat ability, Chi Fei didn't want to give up.
She brandished the whip handle, her eyes flashing with malice, and lunged towards the other person's eyes.
However, all of this was in vain. With a single swing of her sword, the whip handle slipped from her grasp, and Chi Fei had nothing on her body to defend herself.
"You're finished!" The man grinned maliciously and thrust his sword towards Chi Fei's chest.
They wouldn't kill people outright; they'd leave them barely alive to absorb their cultivation and increase their own.
Suddenly, the sword seemed to encounter some resistance and could not move forward.
He looked closely and saw that Zhang Fan had appeared in front of him at some point, holding the sword between two fingers and gently cracking it into several pieces.
The shattered sword flew into the air, and Zhang Fan struck out with a palm, the wind from which carried the broken sword backward.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—" Broken swords flew everywhere, piercing into the front of the body and flying out from the back, spraying blood everywhere.
"Kill him!" the men shouted, focusing all their firepower on Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan protected Chi Fei, fending off the group's attacks, and even took a moment to glance at the man in black robes. The man in black robes, however, was clearly unperturbed, standing quietly to the side, as if everything was under his control.
Punch after punch, Zhang Fan felt like he was a killing machine.
He didn't know whose blood had splattered on his eyes, but when he looked at things, it was as if a red cloth was covering them.
His spiritual power was being depleted, and it was becoming less and less.
To make matters worse, he lifted the restriction, but no one gained merit to approach him.
He had only solved less than half of the problem when his spiritual energy was completely depleted.
After striking out with one palm, Zhang Fan already felt exhausted.
"Your body is stronger than I imagined!" the man in black robes said in a low voice, a cold smile playing on his lips. He then changed the subject, "Zhang Fan, do you still want to protect your family?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan abruptly stopped in his tracks: "What do you mean?"
The man in black robes said coldly, "Peach Blossom County is indeed a good place!"
Zhang Fan's eyes turned bloodshot, unleashing tremendous potential: "You dare!"
Suddenly, Zhang Fan's body fell straight down. He felt all his strength drained away, and he couldn't muster any strength at all. Chi Fei helped Zhang Fan up.
"Don't be nervous. I'm a man of principle. As long as you surrender obediently, I promise I won't hurt them."
He took out his phone and played a video, a video of Li Chunyan and her friends' daily lives, which was secretly filmed.
The man in black robes: "Give up!"
Zhang Fan sighed and said helplessly, "Okay."
The man in black robes laughed out loud: "It should have been done long ago, wouldn't that have made us all happy?"
"Good my foot!" Zhang Fan vanished in a flash, leaving the man in black robes looking around in panic. Suddenly, he realized that Zhang Fan was right in front of him.
Zhang Fan threw a punch, which landed directly on the black-robed man's nose.
"Ah!" The man in black robes was sent flying backward, covering his nose. When he looked down, there was a pool of blood in his palm.
He asked in surprise, "How...how did you find out?"
"Using the same trick twice, are you stupid or am I stupid? Making eye contact with someone can cause hallucinations, what kind of trick is that?"
The clan leader suddenly looked up, his cloudy eyes staring straight at the man in black robes: "This...this is the sect's unique technique, who exactly are you?"
The man in black robes removed the hood from his cloak, and the chieftain gaped in astonishment.
It was a blurry face, the skin texture gone, replaced by uneven marks, as if it had been deeply scorched by fire.
"Zhen Xing...you're not dead?" The clan leader's voice was filled with disbelief.
Zhen Xing looked at the clan leader with hatred in his eyes: "Yes, I'm not dead. Are you satisfied now?"
The clan chief shook his head frantically, unable to believe it: "Impossible, you absolutely cannot still be alive!"
Zhen Xing: "Thanks to you all, I have discovered the truth of this world, and I will lead you to a new world!"
Zhang Fan said coldly, "You talk too much nonsense!"
He picked up the sword from the ground and stabbed it at Zhen Xing.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Xing picked up the sword from the ground and slit his own throat.
The clan chief seemed to realize something and shouted, "Zhang Fan, we can't let him die!"
However, he was a step too late. Zhen Xing's sword slashed his throat in two, leaving a large hole in his throat.
The clan chief gritted his teeth and said, "It's over, he escaped!"
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