People next to him followed and shouted. With the strengths in numbers, they swelled with arrogance again.

“You're wrong. I didn't kill two people. Counting Tie Kaishan, I have killed three, and I don’t mind killing more...”

Just as he spoke, Shen Fang took another diagonal step to the left. The sword flashed mercilessly in the mid-air like a spiritual snake going out of a hole. The blade stretched out over three meters and pierced the throat of a man with a squish. He was shouting excitedly but standing close enough to Shen Fang accidentally.

These people were all involved in the persecution of Xiaoya. Their crimes deserved more than death. When facing them, Shen Fang struck with no mercy.

"Counting him, I’ve killed four people"

Shen Fang said. As he pulled back his sword, the dead body fell down. The Blood sprayed out like arrows from the throat of that dead man. Pungent smell of blood permeated the air.

The strike caused an uproar in the crowd while Hu Biao's face turned ghastly pale.

It was not until then did Hu Biao realize that Tie Kaishan had also been killed.

Such a useless apprentice disciple should be even more ruthless than himself, who killed a man again just for one slightest contradict. This was tantamount to embarrassing Hu Biao in his presence.

The rest of the gang were pale-faced and they looked at each other in speechless despair. They all felt disgusted when witnessing such terrible murders.

"Four, well, well. Although they are people good for nothing, but after all, they are my people. Shen Fang, you know, your exertion of the sword results in our antagonism. Of course, if you throw away your sword and kneel down to apologize, I will..."

“Master Biao, you can't spare him.”

“He even killed our fellow brother Tie, so he must die.”

“That’s right, Master Biao. It’s such an insult to us if we let him live, isn’t it?”

Several people shouted alongside one after another.

“Who said I would spare him? I mean, if he kneel down to apologize, I will grant him a quick and less painful death. Otherwise, I will cut him to pieces.”

Hu Biao, showing a bit of ferocity at the corners of his mouth, raised his head and stared at Shen Fang fiercely.

“Idiots.”

In Shen Fang’s eyes, these people were brainless men.. The antagonism between him and them had been existing since the moment Hu Biao snatched Xiaoya. Now both sides were in a life-or-death struggle, and saying all this crap wouldn’t be helpful.

Shen Fang had killed four of them. Had they still thought their meaningless crap would scare him?

“I don't have time for crap. I'm here to pick up Xiaoya. Hu Biao, stay out of the way, or battle with me.”

Shen Fang raised his sword to his chest.

“You impudent brat, how dare you talk to Master Biao like that!”

“A loser apprentice disciple dares to challenge Master Biao? Shen Fang, why don’t you kneel down and apologize now, otherwise, Master Biao will make you regret living in this world.”

The others of the gang were actually good at following suit and raving.

"Ha-ha, pick up your Xiaoya? Shen Fang, do you really think you can take your maid without defeating me?”

Darkening his face, Hu Biao asked in a joking voice.

I'm here to kill you instead of defeating you.

Shen Fang stretched out his sword with a clank.

From the very beginning, Hu Biao was the chief culprit and Shen Fang didn’t intend to spare him.

The mountain road was pervaded with almost repressive silence. People even forgot to talk to each other and all of them looked at Shen Sheng in shock.

In the hinterland of the sect, he actually dared to say killing Hu Biao. It was shockingly bold and was like shouting abuses to the First Elder’s clique in the street in their presence.

After all, no people in the Blue Wolf Sect dared to talk about Hu Biao even behind his back.

Those who offended the Heaven Ranking First Elder would find it difficult to have a hideout even in the vast world.

You wanna kill me?

Hu Biao was provoked and began to laugh. He had such a strong background as a formal disciple of the sect, but was challenged by an apprentice disciple. If he didn’t score off his opponent, he would be looked down behind him.

Well then, I'll satisfy your requirement and grant you a chance to kill me.

Pushing aside the people around him, Hu Biao strode out.

People made way for him and waited for the show.

Everyone knew that Hu Biao didn’t just rely on the First Elders protection, but also had a gift for cultivation. In the Blue Wolf Sect, he fought his way to become a formal disciple with his super skills. His cultivation was more powerful than any apprentice disciple.

Though the formal disciple and apprentice disciple came from the same sect, they had watershed differences in skills.

Any formal disciple could crush an apprentice disciple within seconds. If Hu Biao took the shot, he would win the battle without a hitch.

Hu Biao stepped out gradually.

Buzz!

The Qi inside his body was enhancing like flood tide of a vast river. Enormous power was soaring.

Body Exploitation of Heaven Layer Five

Heaven Layer Six

Heaven Layer Seven

His Qi broke through the threshold of high-ranking master-hands in a straight line. In terms of inner force alone, he was four levels higher than Shen Fang.

Heaven Layer Seven was against Heaven Layer Three. It was like a demon rhino fighting with a mountain rabbit.

Their strength was not at the same level.

“Kneel down, or what?”

Hu Biao stared at Shen Fang with a cold look. He used his Qi to oppress Shen Fang and wanted to crush his psychological defenses.

“For the same question, I ask you again.”

Shen Fang said nonchalantly.

“It seems that you won’t shed tears until you see your own coffin. I will meet your requirement as you wish.”

Hu Biao suddenly stamped his feet on the floor, and the rocky ground was cracked open by that focused power. Cracks like cobwebs spreading wildly outwards. His body was like a demo rhino rushing past, and the air was booming with the quake.

Earth Seals Cloud!

The waving sword in his hand generated a dark and murderous air, just like a storm blowing in the desert. It gradually approached like a dense mass of dark sand covering the sky and the sun.

With fishy odor, the blade looked like a horrific herd hiding in the dark sand, which was treading on the ground and running at full speed.

The violent sword Qi rolled up to Shen Fang.

The swordplay is from the First Elder.

In the crowd, several disciples squinted and recognized Hu Biao's technique. It was an advanced swordplay with formidable power. By rights, Hu Biao wasn’t strong enough to practice it.

However, Hu Biao's was so gifted as to grasp a little bit of the swordplay essence.

Although premature, it was formidable.

Sword Drawing.

Shen Fang’s sword was as fast as a thunder. A lightning bolt in the darkness flared out.

This technique was practiced most by Shen Fang and its 13 inadequacies had been corrected. Now, it apparently became a super trick.

There was overwhelming cruelty in his sword.

Two swords clashed with a clank. Shen Fang could not endure but retreated a few strides, as if he had received an electric shock.

The opposing sword Qi was rolling up, lifting up his rope and shooting several holes at its tails.

The strength of such advanced swordplay was extremely powerful.

Shen Fang's spiritual force could correct the inaccuracies of power exertions in his swordplay and formed swordsmanship. However, swordsmanship could only produce the full power of the Sword Drawing technique, but not power transcendence.

Hu Biao's strike made Shen Fang realize the formidable power of an advanced swordplay.