Chapter 163: Demonic Cultivator

A Xuandan Realm expert had first been severely injured when Xiao Fan pierced through his chest with a palm strike.

Then, he had been forced back by the Sword Qi of a young Huaqi Realm girl.

For him, this was nothing short of a humiliating disgrace.

He became several times more deranged than before…

Wherever he darted, he kicked up terrifying shockwaves, destroying the vegetation on the ground beneath him into a ruined mess.

"Damn it!"

Xiao Fan cursed. He had used the moment Zhao Chunyang was forced back to escape over a hundred meters with all his might, yet the other party had caught up in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Lingxuan glanced over at Xiao Fan unintentionally. Her complexion was extremely weak and pale, and the black sword was still clutched in her hand…

Gritting her teeth, she instantly raised her Aura once more. She held the giant black sword high with both hands, intending to attack Zhao Chunyang again…

However, at this moment, Zhao Chunyang suddenly turned his head, fixing his scarlet, icy gaze upon Nangong Lingxuan.

This made her whole body tremble…

Being stared at by an enraged Xuandan Realm expert made her instantly feel a terrifying pressure.

"Die!"

A ball of fire appeared in Zhao Chunyang's right hand, which he threw directly at Nangong Lingxuan.

Nangong Lingxuan was unable to condense her Sword Qi, and the fireball was extremely fast. In a single breath, the ball of fire reached a few zhang in front of her.

At such a close distance, it was already too late for her to dodge.

Gritting her teeth, she brought the giant black sword down, blocking the fireball.

However, she had underestimated the attack of a Xuandan Realm expert. The moment the fireball touched the black sword, it exploded violently…

This terrifying explosion centered on Nangong Lingxuan, destroying all vegetation within tens of meters and subjecting plants within hundreds of meters to the intense shockwave.

Nangong Lingxuan's figure was sent flying backward by the blast. She was covered in injuries, and her blue Outer Sect Disciple robe was burning in several places.

Zhao Chunyang had no time to worry about her; he wanted to slaughter Xiao Fan first.

"Nangong!!!"

Seeing Nangong Lingxuan in this state, Xiao Fan's heart suddenly trembled…

His left hand had been clutching the jade bottle containing the blood burning pill. At this moment, he had no choice; he had to consume it.

Otherwise, he would die, and Nangong Lingxuan would die as well.

In truth, Xiao Fan knew clearly that even if he consumed the blood burning pill, he could not possibly be Zhao Chunyang's match.

It would merely allow him to hold on for a few moments longer, increasing their hope of escape slightly.

And now, he had to consume it to increase the hope of escape for Nangong Lingxuan.

"Die!"

Zhao Chunyang bellowed, reaching a hand out toward Xiao Fan.

In that very instant, a formless Sword Qi swept past…

It pierced through the space between Xiao Fan and Zhao Chunyang.

Xiao Fan was stunned…

Zhao Chunyang was also stunned, but then a pained expression appeared on his face.

The arm he had reached out to grab Xiao Fan with was severed and sent flying…

"What…"

Zhao Chunyang retreated at high speed; without a second thought, he turned to flee.

Someone who could sever his arm so easily without him even noticing must be an expert!!

However, as he turned abruptly and flew only a few dozen meters, he collided with an invisible barrier of light that blocked him.

"A Formation…"

Zhao Chunyang's expression turned ugly, and a sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

Xiao Fan was also dumbfounded; everything had happened too quickly for him to react.

"Little one, are you alright?"

Just then, Xiao Fan heard a woman's charming, giggling voice from the air, which sounded very familiar.

Xiao Fan looked up abruptly, and two figures had appeared in mid-air, though he didn't know when.

A charming woman with a graceful figure and beautiful features was covering her mouth and giggling; it was none other than Outer Sect Elder Shi Ji.

The other figure, with a majestic expression and an imposing air, was He Yutang from the Teaching Branch.

Seeing these two, Xiao Fan exhaled, his entire body relaxing. He knew he was safe now.

As for why these two would appear here…

They had probably been nearby the whole time.

"Damn it, you… who are you!"

Zhao Chunyang looked at the two figures in mid-air, his figure retreating repeatedly.

He wanted to flee, but the surroundings were blocked by a Formation, and in his current state, he had no way to break through it.

He Yutang's eyes were cold as he waved the long sword in his hand…

A formless Sword Qi fell. It didn't look like anything terrifying, yet in the blink of an eye, Zhao Chunyang's other arm was severed and sent flying…

"Who gave you the gall to touch someone from my Jixian Sect?"

He Yutang's voice was majestic as he shouted angrily.

"Jixian Sect…"

Hearing He Yutang's words, Zhao Chunyang's complexion turned ashen; at this moment, he knew he was finished.

His cultivation at his Peak state was only at the second level of the Xuandan Realm, but he couldn't gauge the depth of the man and woman opposite him at all.

Their cultivation was at least at the eighth level of the Xuandan Realm or higher.

Even in his prime, he couldn't possibly defeat them.

"A Demonic Cultivator?"

Elder Shi Ji frowned as she looked over. Seeing Zhao Chunyang's current state—covered in red fur, with changes to his pupils and facial features—she made her judgment.

This was also the first time Xiao Fan had heard the term Demonic Cultivator, and he didn't know what it meant.

"Regardless of whether he is a Demonic Cultivator, he must die."

He Yutang spoke coldly again, waving his long sword dismissively.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chunyang's legs were severed by this sword stroke, and his figure collapsed to the ground.

Elder Shi Ji's figure vanished, landing in front of Xiao Fan to check his injuries.

Xiao Fan was a treasure in her eyes…

He must not come to any harm.

"That was close; it's just severe spiritual energy exhaustion."

Elder Shi Ji breathed a sigh of relief, then her gaze shifted to the jade bottle already opened in Xiao Fan's hand, frowning as she looked: "A blood burning pill… How does a brat like you have this thing?"

Elder Shi Ji's tone turned cold instantly.

"I… it was left in the Storage Pouch of that Piaomiao Immortal Palace Disciple I killed before."

Xiao Fan hurriedly explained; he felt that Elder Shi Ji looked like she wanted to eat him alive.

Hearing this, Elder Shi Ji's expression softened, and she said: "It's fortunate you didn't consume it, otherwise you would be ruined…"