Chapter 162: Nangong Lingxuan’s Assistance

Chen Feixing and Nangong Lingxuan were both dumbfounded from their hiding spot…

Neither of them could have dreamed that Xiao Fan would be so fierce, directly confronting a Xuandan Realm powerhouse head-on.

After Xiao Fan's figure retreated more than ten meters, his footsteps did not stop; he continued to back away. At the same time, he slapped his Storage Pouch, a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and he hurriedly took out a Medicinal Pill and swallowed it.

This Medicinal Pill was the very one Jiang Yushan had given him, a third-grade Medicinal Pill that restored spiritual power extremely quickly.

Zhao Chunyang's face was twisted in a grimace, a bloody hole appeared in his chest, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Damn it, damn it, you little beast, you deserve to die!!"

Zhao Chunyang roared; his heart had been pierced, yet he was not dead.

Those above the Xuandan Realm had already transcended the limitations of the mortal Physical Body; not only was their Lifespan increased, but they had also undergone a fundamental change.

Upon reaching the Xuandan Realm and condensing a Golden Core, unless the Golden Core was destroyed, they would not die even if their Physical Body collapsed!

Xiao Fan did not pause for even a moment, fleeing at high speed while recovering his spiritual power, and he shouted at the same time: "Run!"

Hearing Xiao Fan's voice, Chen Feixing and Nangong Lingxuan, who were hiding in the shadows, finally snapped back to reality…

They had been completely stunned by the scene just now, to the point where they had forgotten all about fleeing for their lives.

"Little beast, pay with your life!" Zhao Chunyang went mad, his appearance once again reverting to how it looked when he was absorbing Essence Blood earlier.

Red fur grew on his face, his eyes were scarlet, and sharp fangs protruded from his mouth.

However, after he transformed into this state, the bloody hole in his chest stopped bleeding.

He lunged forward in one bound, his speed extremely fast…

"Damn it!"

Xiao Fan felt a strong gale surging from behind. He turned his head to look and discovered that Zhao Chunyang was approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

He had still underestimated the terror of the Xuandan Realm.

Even an injured Xuandan Realm powerhouse was terrifying!

Xiao Fan could be certain that if the sudden strike he had just unleashed had hit a Tongtian Realm powerhouse, even one at the Great Perfection of the Tongtian Realm would certainly have been severely injured.

Yet, this Zhao Chunyang's heart had been pierced, and he was still fine?

But Xiao Fan had no time to think about it; Zhao Chunyang's speed was fast, reaching him in the blink of an eye, his whole body seething with Killing Intent and wreathed in bloody light.

He wanted to slap Xiao Fan to death and smash him to pieces.

Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, and just as Zhao Chunyang reached him, he once again used Shadow Shifting to dodge Zhao Chunyang's attack.

Zhao Chunyang's pupils constricted. This time he was on guard, afraid that Xiao Fan would suddenly ambush him again like before.

Xiao Fan actually wanted to ambush him, but he had absolutely no energy left.

Xiao Fan's figure appeared ten meters away once more, and then he suddenly accelerated to continue fleeing, without a moment's delay.

The spiritual power on his body was already almost exhausted, and he could not use Shadow Shifting again.

If he were caught by Zhao Chunyang now, he would undoubtedly die.

Seeing Xiao Fan appear, Zhao Chunyang accelerated again, rushing forward hurriedly.

For a Huaqi Realm Cultivator to want to escape from the hands of a Xuandan Realm powerhouse was almost impossible.

"Die!"

Zhao Chunyang's eyes were blood-red; he could sense that the spiritual power on Xiao Fan was not much left…

"Damn it!"

Xiao Fan barely had the strength left to flee now. He slapped his Storage Pouch, and two jade bottles appeared in his hand.

He opened the first jade bottle and poured the Medicinal Pill into his mouth; this was the last third-grade Medicinal Pill given by Jiang Yushan.

Xiao Fan gripped the other jade bottle tightly, gritted his teeth, and prepared to open and consume it. This was the Medicinal Pill obtained from the Piaomiao Immortal Palace Outer Sect Disciple Dai Hanfei: the blood burning pill.

Back then, when Dai Hanfei consumed this pill, he had gone nearly insane, losing control of himself completely, and his strength had increased greatly.

If possible, Xiao Fan was unwilling to consume this Medicinal Pill, because seeing Dai Hanfei's state at that time, he knew the side effects of this medicine must be astonishing.

However, at this life-or-death moment, he had no choice but to consume it.

"Little beast, die!"

Zhao Chunyang was about to kill him again, reaching out a hand covered in red fur to grab Xiao Fan.

Just at this critical moment, an Aura suddenly erupted from afar, and a jet-black sword Qi swept over!

"What!"

Zhao Chunyang was startled. This Sword Qi was very fast and also very sudden. In the dark night, this jet-black sword Qi had good cover.

Even he, a Xuandan Realm powerhouse, had not sensed it in advance.

Although Zhao Chunyang was in the Xuandan Realm, he had already been heavily injured before, and combined with the ambush by Xiao Fan just now, he was unwilling to endure this strike forcibly.

His figure retreated instantly, abandoning the idea of attacking Xiao Fan.

And Xiao Fan did not swallow the blood burning pill…

He stared blankly into the distance, in the direction the Sword Qi had come from.

Nangong Lingxuan was panting heavily, her two hands gripping the huge black sword, her cold, pretty face covered in cold sweat.

"Lecher, why aren't you running!"

Nangong Lingxuan was furious; she had attacked with all her might just to create an opportunity for Xiao Fan to escape, yet he was just standing there stunned…

Stupid man…

"Oh…"

Xiao Fan was snapped back to his senses by the shouting and hurriedly turned around to run away frantically…

Nangong Lingxuan did the same, turning and running…

Zhao Chunyang's figure retreated ten zhang, dodging this terrifying black sword Qi.

The ground struck by the black sword Qi cracked inch by inch, collapsing into a fissure more than ten zhang long, from which rolling gray mist was emerging.

Although this Sword Qi strike was strong.

However, relying on his cultivation, even if he were hit, he would not die, though it would make his injuries worse.

He was furious at this moment, incomparably furious.

"Ants, beasts… I will kill you, I will kill you."

Zhao Chunyang roared, his figure accelerating once again as he lunged forward violently.