A streak of golden sword light tore through the sky, slashing straight at the leader. Damn it! The leader cursed inwardly. His form dissolved into a swirl of green smoke, nearly vanishing into the horizon. But just as he began to escape, the sword light struck. A jet of fresh blood burst out, and an arm flew out from the green smoke. “Ah!” The leader let out a miserable scream. His smoky form reappeared in the distance, now missing an arm. Blood sprayed violently from the stump of his left arm. He managed to slow the bleeding slightly. He clutched the wound as he stared at Chen Fan in disbelief, eyes wide with horror. He had seen sword cultivators before, fought with them, and even killed them. But none had ever wounded him . Chen Fan was, without question, the most terrifying sword cultivator he had ever faced. Yet, it wasn’t just sword Dao. While Chen Fan wasn’t a pure sword cultivator, his power came from something deeper: the Great Dharma of Slaughter. It could increase Chen Fan’s attacking power significantly, and the sword Dao specialized in unparalleled attacking power. Coupled with the empowerment of the Great Dharma of Slaughter, it reached a terrifying level. Chen Fan’s strength was already on par with an early-stage Greater Legendary realm expert. The boost from the Great Dharma of Slaughter made his strength comparable to a middle-stage Greater Legendary realm, nearly the late stage. The Myriad Ghosts Devour Heaven Grand Formation also enhanced the leader’s strength, but that, at most, made him comparable to a middle-stage Greater Legend. How could he possibly withstand Chen Fan’s fierce attacks? “How could this be? Boss is a Greater Legend, and he should now have strength close to a middle-stage Greater Legendary realm. How could this brat sever his arm in one stroke?” The vicious men at the side trembled at the sight of their leader’s severed arm. They were well aware of their leader’s strength. However, Chen Fan had easily cut off his left arm. His tremendous strength simply left them in disbelief; it was almost too much to believe. “Damn it!” The leader’s lips trembled from the pain. His eyes burned, shocked and scared. He roared angrily, “What are you waiting for? Charge together, kill him, or we’ll all die!” He was forced to admit the truth: he couldn’t take on Chen Fan alone. It stung, but this was the reality of fighting a true genius. Fighting those above their level was as common as eating and drinking for prodigies. “Right, if Boss is eliminated, we will all end up the same way!” “Brothers, don’t be scared. Let’s roll up our sleeves and kill him together!” “I don’t believe it. With so many of us, including Boss, we can bring him down!” Spurred by the leader’s desperate roar, the remaining seven or eight thugs snapped back to their senses, their expressions turning savage. They had no way out. If they didn’t attack, when Chen Fan was done with their leader, none of them could escape. Their only chance of survival was to fight together. They were people who lived at the edge of the blade, after all. Even though they were intimidated by Chen Fan’s terrifying strength, it only provoked their brutality. If they joined hands and killed a prodigy like Chen Fan, the glory alone would give them something to boast about for a long time. Suddenly, the seven or eight remaining thugs pounced on Chen Fan aggressively. Weapons flared to life, unleashing brutal techniques. Threads of law crisscrossed, amplifying their power. Facing their attacks, Chen Fan didn’t flinch. He swung the Demon Slaying Sword like a dancer, breaking open heaven and earth and splitting the oncoming tide of attacks. Even with one arm severed, the leader struck harder, snarling, “Go to hell!” Ten thousand evil spirits roared in unison, turning into terrifying sonic waves that destroyed the air, wanting to shatter Chen Fan’s soul. Even if they failed to destroy it, disrupting him would be enough to open a window for the others. However, Chen Fan’s soul was protected by the Bodhi Ancient Tree and the small golden person around. The sonic wave attack didn’t shake him in the slightest. He swung the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand fiercely. Sword light intertwined with the laws, erupting in terrifying waves that shaped a sword Dao domain. It tore through everything, blasting the attackers apart. Miserable screams rang out in an instant, and fresh blood spurted wildly. Those vicious men in the early and middle-stage Lesser Legendary realm were cleaved into two. Their fresh blood and organs spilled all over the ground. As for the late-stage and peak Lesser Legendary realm thugs, although they survived, they also sustained considerable injuries. Long gashes appeared on them, deep enough to reveal their bones. Even their organs could be seen throbbing. Traces of the sword qi lingered on their wounds: they couldn’t dispel its power. As for the leader, had he not run away quickly, he would have also been cleaved into two. He appeared a distance away, looking at Chen Fan with a face full of horror. Even after joining forces, they couldn’t touch him. In mere seconds, four or five of their comrades were slaughtered. “So strong! So terrifying!” “Damn it, how could someone like him exist!” “We cultivated bitterly for over a thousand years just to reach this level, and yet we can’t survive a single strike from him. Heaven’s too cruel!” “Now isn’t the time to grumble. Think of a way to escape.” By now, the group was fully shaken. Chen Fan had shattered all of their illusions. The leader’s face finally turned crazy. A white bone spear appeared in his grasp. The tip of his spear emitted light wildly, shattering the void as he struck out frantically. “Go to hell, I don’t believe this!” Chen Fan had forced him into desperation. He could not afford to lose. His spear light pierced through the sky. Strengthened by the Myriad Ghosts Devour Heaven Grand Formation, the attack was comparable to a strike from a middle-stage Greater Legendary realm expert. It was his strongest attack. The terrifying spear light shrouded Chen Fan. The sudden attack was suffocating and terrifying The spear light pierced through the sky with a loud trembling noise. It contained unimaginable power, carrying the might of over a thousand threads of law, its screech sharp enough to tear eardrums. For more chapters visit novel(ꜰ)ire.net Suddenly, an immortal crane’s cry came from inside Chen Fan. He raised his hand, fingers curling like talons, slashing across the void. Pine Crane Longevity Fist! He had already mastered the basic immortal art to some degree. Now, fused with the Great Dharma of Slaughter, it erupted with a completely different level of power. His hand crushed the spear light in an instant, then clawed toward the leader. The leader’s protective true primeval shattered in an instant, and he exploded. He couldn’t even let out a scream before dying tragically, turned into a pile of mangled meat.