At first, Elder Nian was dumbfounded.
One move?
What does he mean, one move?
But as Ji Changfeng's words sank in, Elder Nian's face darkened.
"Arrogant!"
Where did this insolent brat come from?
Were Qingyun Sect disciples all this brazen nowadays?
Had he never heard of Elder Nian's fearsome reputation?!
As a dominant figure in the Demonic Sect, Elder Nian's name was renowned throughout demonic circles. Though he might not match those long-established Upper Purity experts, he was certainly no one a mere Jade Purity ant could insult!
The three major realms of the immortal path—
Ant Realm, Fellow Daoist Realm, Senior Realm!
In Elder Nian's eyes, Ji Changfeng was nothing but an ant in the Jade Purity realm. For such an ant to act so brazenly before a Senior Realm powerhouse like him?!
"Kid, you'll pay for your arrogance!" A cruel smile spread across Elder Nian's face.
Swish—
His hands swiftly formed a series of complex seals.
Muttering incantations, he summoned a magical treasure.
It was a grotesque, sinister giant eyeball.
The Crimson Demon Eye.
This was Elder Nian's masterpiece, forged with three hundred years of painstaking effort. It countered many magical treasures, capable of emitting a blood-red beam infused with malevolent energy.
Any treasure struck by this beam would be tainted by its sinister aura, its spiritual light dimmed, its power diminished.
"Go!"
Elder Nian bellowed.
Instantly, the Crimson Demon Eye shot out a beam of malevolent blood light, hurtling straight toward Ji Changfeng.
"Die, kid!" A maniacal grin spread across Elder Nian's face.
Ji Changfeng merely smiled faintly.
The Crimson Demon Eye could counter other treasures?
No, no, no!
They were countered simply because their firepower was lacking.
When your sword intent reaches a certain intensity, all obstacles become meaningless.
"Arrogant?"
"No, no, no. I'm merely stating a fact."
"When I, Ji, kill, I never need a second sword!"
Ji Changfeng stood tall, his presence overwhelming, his eyes gleaming with calm confidence. Facing the incoming blood light, he gently drew his Moxue Divine Sword…
Swish—
In an instant, a blinding sword light enveloped the entire cave.
A surge of powerful sword intent erupted, stunning everyone present.
Boom—
A crescent-shaped sword qi slashed out, carrying an aura of absolute dominance, cutting straight toward Elder Nian without hesitation.
Boom!
The blood light from the Crimson Demon Eye was obliterated by the sword qi.
The remaining sword qi didn't pause, continuing its relentless path toward Elder Nian.
"No!" Elder Nian's face paled in terror.
He frantically tried to use the Crimson Demon Eye to block the fatal strike.
But…
The sword qi was simply too fast.
He barely formed a seal before the sword qi reached him.
Slash—
The sword qi sliced through Elder Nian's neck.
In the next moment, his head separated from his body.
Elder Nian, dead.
The battle was over in mere seconds.
The remaining Blood Refining Hall lackeys were horrified…
"Elder Nian's dead? Run! Run for it!"
"Escape!"
The Blood Refining Hall remnants scattered in a panic.
Swish—
But at that moment, a brilliant azure divine sword flashed into existence.
Under the enhancement of "Two Sleeves of Green Snakes," the Tianya Divine Sword reaped the lives of countless Demonic Sect thugs in an instant.
Lu Xueqi watched the scene with an icy expression.
Holding the Tianya Divine Sword, she intercepted the seductive woman attempting to flee.
Qi Hao and Zhang Xiaofan snapped out of their shock.
They quickly joined the fray, each blocking the remaining Demonic Sect stragglers.
"Damn it!" The remaining lackeys were horrified.
Their gazes darted toward Ji Changfeng, who showed no sign of intervening, and they breathed a slight sigh of relief…
"Lin Feng, do something!" the seductive woman shouted to the pale-faced youth nearby.
This youth was the nephew of the rogue cultivator Fengyue Ancestor, likely holding a life-saving trump card bestowed by his uncle.
Swish—
Qi Hao wielded his Ice Immortal Sword, conjuring sharp ice spikes that shot toward Lin Feng.
Bang!
Lin Feng clumsily defended against Qi Hao's assault. After a moment's hesitation, he decisively summoned a life-saving treasure—
The Mountain and River Fan!
"You're all going to die!" Lin Feng's pale face twisted with smugness.
Just as he prepared to unleash the fan's power to slay Qi Hao…
Swish!
A sharp sword light flashed.
A streak of sword qi severed his right arm on the spot.
"Aaagh!!" Lin Feng let out a series of agonized screams.
The Mountain and River Fan fell to the ground.
Ji Changfeng strolled over leisurely, picking up the fan. In a calm tone, he asked, "The Mountain and River Fan is the treasure of Fengyue Ancestor from Jieshi Mountain. What's your relationship with him?"
Lin Feng, thinking he was doomed, lit up with frantic joy at Ji Changfeng's words. "I'm Fengyue Ancestor's nephew! You can't kill me! You can't!"
"Oh? His nephew?"
Ji Changfeng looked at him impassively. "So, Fengyue Ancestor has joined the Demonic Sect?"
Fengyue Ancestor was an Upper Purity rogue cultivator.
He aligned with neither the Demonic Sect nor the righteous path, remaining a neutral figure.
But now, it seemed…
He had thrown in with the Demonic Sect?!
Lin Feng's face froze. He didn't answer Ji Changfeng's question, instead repeating desperately, "I'm Fengyue Ancestor's nephew! You can't kill me…"
Seeing this, Ji Changfeng shook his head lightly.
Without hesitation, he pointed a finger.
Swish—
A ferocious sword intent erupted.
It pierced straight through Lin Feng's forehead.
"Fengyue Ancestor? He's already on the path to death!" Ji Changfeng said coldly.
The seductive woman, locked in combat with Lu Xueqi, felt a chill run through her.
Lin Feng was dead.
Would her fate be far behind?
She gritted her teeth. She could see Ji Changfeng was the linchpin of this group. If he didn't kill her…
She wouldn't die!
With a sudden move, she repelled Lu Xueqi and dashed toward Ji Changfeng.
Thud—
The woman stumbled dramatically to the ground, her clothes half-undone, revealing her shoulders and a glimpse of allure. In a sultry tone, she purred, "Young hero, this lowly one was forced to join the Demonic Sect. In truth, my heart has always leaned toward the righteous path, especially toward a heroic figure like you…"
Before she could finish the word "hero"—
Swish—
An azure divine sword pierced her heart.
Lu Xueqi, her expression as cold as frost, withdrew the Tianya Divine Sword, glaring at the woman who now clung to her last breaths.
Do you even know who you're trying to seduce?
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