Chapter 61: Encounter with the Killer Again

  Xiao Fan and Liu Feng traveled together, heading towards the Three Extremes Gate. Along the way, Xiao Fan seemed somewhat downhearted, which made Liu Feng feel a bit puzzled. "Brother Xiao, what's wrong?"

  Nothing, nothing at all.

  Xiao Fan felt a wave of depression, but he couldn't tell Liu Feng that the reason for his unhappiness was that he had forgotten to rob those two little thieves earlier. Who knows, they might still have some spiritual stones on them.

  After having tasted the benefits of spiritual stones for his own cultivation, Xiao Fan urgently needed spiritual stones. Moreover, under Xiao Fan's current circumstances, it seemed that there was no good way to obtain more spiritual stones.

  Liu Feng saw Xiao Fan looking depressed and unwilling to speak, so he also fell silent, and the two of them continued on their journey in silence.

  As the two of them passed through a forest, Xiao Fan suddenly felt that something was off. Everything around them was too quiet, all the birds and beasts had disappeared, even the sound of the wind blowing was gone.

  "Not right." Xiao Fan's expression turned serious as he stopped, releasing his spiritual awareness completely. In an instant, everything within a three-mile radius appeared in his mind.

  "Xiao brother, what's wrong?" Liu Feng asked in puzzlement.

  Xiao Fan didn't respond to Liu Feng's words. In his spiritual sense, within a radius of three miles, all animals had been killed by humans in an extremely cruel way and turned into mummies.

  "Could it be a vampire zombie?" Xiao Fan asked with deep doubt.

  Liu Feng saw Xiao Fan and didn't say a word. He also felt that something was off, so he spoke loudly: "Brother Xiao, this place is definitely dangerous, let's retreat quickly."

  As he spoke, Liu Feng stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Fan's arm, but he grabbed nothing. Suddenly, Xiao Fan had already flashed to a tree and was gazing into the distance.

  "Blah blah..."

  "Hahaha..."

  "Wah wah wah..."

  Suddenly, bursts of strange laughter came from all directions, as if someone was laughing wildly, yet it also seemed like the sound of a clear brook, and yet again it sounded like the wailing of an infant.

  Night fell suddenly, and Xiao Fan's surroundings turned pitch black.

  Xiao Fan's expression was solemn, and the Cold Iron Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, held horizontally across his chest as he vigilantly looked around.

  "I don't know which senior is here, I just happened to pass by and didn't mean to offend you, please forgive me." At this time, Liu Feng, who was standing below, spoke up.

  "Hahaha...". The sound of Liu Feng's voice fell, and the strange laughter came over again.

  "Get out from hiding." Xiao Fan sneered, a flash of knife light flashed by, and a flying knife shot forward like lightning, straight to the source of the sound.

  "Looking for death."

  At this moment, a sword light descended from the sky, and the blood-colored sword tip cut through the darkness, falling towards Xiao Fang's head.

  "I've been waiting for you." Xiao Fang seemed to have known that the opponent would make a move, and with a wave of his long sword, a sword energy cut out. At the same time, his body moved horizontally through the air and landed beside Liu Feng.

  "Hum..." Xiaofan's gray sword energy was compared to the opponent, like a firefly's glow and a bright moon, easily extinguished by the blood-colored sword energy. The blood-colored sword energy slammed into the tree, producing a massive explosion sound.

  "Awesome." Xiao Fang's eyebrows jumped up as he looked upwards, and saw a white-clad young man slowly descending from the air.

  "White Robe Assassin! You're from the White Robe Building." Xiao Fan said coldly, he hadn't expected that after all this time, the White Robe Building still hadn't given up on pursuing him.

  "You're clever, but unfortunately, you won't live long." The white-clad youth smiled faintly, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand transformed into a series of sword lights, one of which flew through the air and struck down at Xiao Fan.

  "Be careful, Xiao Ge." Before Xiao Fan could even move, Liu Feng flashed out and drew his long sword to meet the incoming sword energy.

  "Hum..." The sword energy slammed into Liu Feng's sword, sending him flying backward.

  "This fool." Looking at Liu Feng who was injured and fell to the ground, Xiao Fan was speechless, but in his heart, there was a warm current flowing.

  "Xiao brother, the opponent is a master of the Concentrated Spirit Realm, let's leave quickly." Liu Feng fell to the ground and shouted at Xiao Fan.

  "Don't worry." Xiao Fan chuckled and shifted his gaze to the white-clad youth, "Your White Robe Tower really is relentless, actually managing to chase you all the way here."

  "The white-clothed assassin's order, no rest until death." The young man sneered and flashed his body, flying towards Xiao Fan to kill him.

  Xiao Fan stepped forward, his Cold Iron Sword bursting out with waves of gray light, his physical strength exceeding its limits and exploding with full force to counterattack.

  "It's okay, the other party seems to be just in the initial stage of concentration."

  After exchanging blows with the white-clothed youth, Xiao Fan found himself no match for him. However, he felt that his opponent's strength was not as formidable as that of the Blood Guard commander who had pursued and tried to kill him last time, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

  "Kill."

  Xiao Fan's long sword soared through the air, and with the support of two Chaotic Yuan Forces, his sword's power increased greatly, allowing him to engage in a fierce battle with his opponent.

  The white-clothed youth, although able to repel Xiao Fan with every sword strike, grew increasingly shocked as the fight wore on. "This guy is incredibly formidable! He's a cultivator who specializes in physical training, and despite only being at the second stage of Mortal Ascension, he can still exchange blows with me using his brute strength alone. No wonder I lost last time."

  "Hum..." The young Blood Sword swept through the air, bringing with it a sky-shrouded blood mist, as if an infernal slaughter was approaching to behead Xiao Fan.

  Xiao Fan's face was stern, his hands grasped the sword, and he slashed out one sword after another, exerting all his physical strength beyond its limits. Each sword reached a force of 150,000 kilograms.

  The two fought hundreds of moves, Xiao Fan's mouth was already bleeding, but his expression remained firm and unyielding. The white-clothed youth's face was filled with shock and surprise, never expecting Xiao Fan to be so troublesome.

  Liu Feng, who was injured on one side, originally wanted to come forward and help, but he couldn't intervene, and his heart was filled with horror.

  "This Xiao Fan is actually a Body Refining strongman, his Body Refining cultivation has surpassed the limits of the Transcending Mortality Realm and seems to have reached the Condensing Spirit Realm, able to contend with high-level experts in the Condensing Spirit Realm, it's truly inconceivable."

  "Kid, you're nothing but a brute, go die."

  The young man in white robes sneered, his blood sword slicing through the air. In an instant, a bloody storm filled the sky. Xiao Fan felt a chill run down his spine as he realized that this sword's power was beyond anything he had experienced before. He tried to dodge and weave through the air, but the sword seemed to be inescapable, pursuing him relentlessly.

  "Kill!" Since he couldn't outrun, Xiao Fang went all out with his sword, the Cold Iron Sword slicing down with its full force. This one strike had the lightness of wind, the heaviness of earth, and the sharpness of a fierce aura.

  Xiao Fan had once practiced dozens of ordinary sword techniques, each one cultivated to the realm of great accomplishment. This sword was precisely a collection of the essence of all the sword techniques Xiao Fan had ever cultivated.

  Not only was the sword energy sweeping across the sky, but also a powerful sword intent burst out. Under the blessing of the sword intent, the power of Xiao Fan's this sword greatly increased.

  "Hum..."

  The crimson sword edge and gray sword edge collided, producing a deafening crash, like a thunderclap exploding.

  Xiao Fan's sword was powerful, but after all, Xiao Fan's cultivation was still low and couldn't compare to his opponent. The Blood Sword slashed through the air, piercing through emptiness, and sent Xiao Fan flying out.

  The young man in white clothes had a triumphant smile on his face, confident that with this one sword strike, Xiao Fan would either die or suffer serious injury.

  "Whoosh..."

  However, the young man in white did not expect that at this moment, a flash of knife light flashed by, shooting straight at his chest, arriving in an instant.

  "Not good!"

  The young man in white reacted, his body unfolded, and he was about to dodge, but at this moment, he only felt a strong spiritual will rushing into his mind, causing him to lose consciousness.

  Xiao Fan's spiritual force attack was unsustainable, the white-clothed youth had already cultivated to the Condensing Spirit Realm, and began to condense his yuan spirit, which gave him a thread of defense against spiritual force attacks. He quickly recovered, but it was too late.

  "Hmph..."

  The flying dagger pierced through the chest of the young man in white, who widened his eyes and stared at Xiao Fang incredulously before falling backwards fearfully.

  In the distance, Xiao Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up, walking step by step to come to the body of the young man in white, squatting down to strip off the storage bag on the young man's body before finally letting out a sigh of relief.