Returning From The Xianxia World

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

A few rocks broke out from under Xiao Fan's feet and exploded into a cloud of dust.

Xiao Fan tilted his head and saw that on the ruins below are three: an intelligent middle-aged man, a Taoist in a dirty robe and a Buddhist monk in white clothes.

More and more silhouettes were approaching from afar.

"Master Qinghae, Monk Gui Yuan, Saint Ju Moon, save me!" - hurriedly screamed Moe Coonfen.

"We're gonna save you, old Moe, we're gonna let you go, but now we're gonna chop him into pieces." - a middle-aged man responded with a rude voice, flashing lightning in his eyes.

Xiao Fang looked under his feet and smiled.

When the mountain collapsed, his spiritual energy created a protective shell was destroyed and this raging crowd was able to attack.

The strength of the individual members of this group was not weak at all, but their greatest weakness was that they had no acquired qualities, the number of soldiers from birth was more than twenty, and among them there were three who were with Mo Coonfin, and they were already on the highest stage of warriors from birth.

In the world of acquired qualities, the difference between skills is not great, but once you enter the world of data qualities at birth, the degree of skill acquired qualities so high that they can completely destroy the world of data qualities at birth. Of course, all the power that the world of acquired skills gives is amplified several times.

There are many opponents and even if they are almost dead, you still have to be very careful.

"Well, as everyone is gathered, I can finally use my third sword!" - Xiao Fang laughed: "And even though I've been back to Earth for a long time, today is the first time I've finally experienced a spiritual rise!"

"You deserve to die, you lowlife! Let Old Moe and his grandson go and then you can beg for mercy! Hey!" - screaming from everyone downstairs.

On Xiao Fan's face appeared ferocious grimaces, his hair slowly dyed in bloody color, the dagger of bloody perfume in his hand gradually shrunk in size, eventually turned into a bloody ball, which he lightly rolled in the palms.

"We will kill you! "We will kill you! We'll kill you!" - One by one, piercing screams were heard and, suddenly, everyone downstairs jumped up and, taking Xiao Fan in the ring, went into attack.

At that time, Xiao Fan's voice was heard: "The dagger of bloody spirits, the third sword I will use!"

Suddenly, the bloody ball in his hands began to grow, forming a protection, in the blink of an eye hid it and, continuing to grow further, became huge, like the sun.

Then hundreds of bloody blades jumped out of this huge ball, which began to burst out with a rumble.

"Aah!!!!" - Before they could duck, the people surrounding Xiao Fan started falling dead one after the other as the blades sank into them. Some of them didn't even have time to make any sounds as the blades rushed down.

"Nooooo!"

A middle-aged man felt as if he had been struck by lightning, he lowered his head and saw the blade of a dagger of bloody perfume sticking out of his c.h.e.s.t, and his body pierced with raging pain, he shouted desperately: "Murderer!"

More than a dozen daggers, glittering with bloody glitter, sank into his body, cutting off pieces of different sizes and then falling to the ground.

"It's magic, you damn devil!"

The blades were also pierced in Taoist in a dirty robe and a Buddhist monk in white robes, scarlet blood was poured out of their mouths, they looked at Xiao Fan with wild fear.

"I will destroy you!" - Xiao Fang laughed ruthlessly inside a bloody ball, and the daggers, as if feeling that they had been ordered, immediately struck the Taoist and the monk. In a moment there was nothing left of them but bones and pieces of flesh.

There was a piercing silence around them. Only the earth dotted with human remains indicated that a terrible thing had just happened here. All were destroyed.

Mo Kunfeng and Mo Yun were shaking with pale faces.

Master Qinghae, Monk Gui Yuan, Saint Ju Lung, they were able to create the pills of immortality, masters of high skill, the glory of which thundered even outside China, they were always surrounded by a large number of admirers. Even though their level was not the highest, they were on the list of a hundred best specialists. In addition, they had a group of disciples who were the cream of the Taoist Chinese society. At last year's Immortality Pills Masters Contest, they won the most honourable places.

And now all these outstanding people... are dead? Did they die when they met with the only obstacle? What other danger does this young Xiao Fang have? Looking at these masters of making immortality pills and casting aside doubts, it is safe to say that none of the people can compare with him.

The bloody ball surrounding Xiao Fan gradually dissolved, his eyes stopped sparkling with bloody glitter, his face regained calmness, and the usual grin appeared on his lips: "Okay, that's where we'll finish tonight."

"You two, do you need anything else from me?" - he tilted his head and asked Moe Kunfeng and Mo Yun.

"You, you really won't kill me?" - Moe Coonfen felt like he'd come back from Hell back to Paradise. His lips were shaking, his eyes filled with horror.

"Of course not!" - Xiao Fan shakes his head and smiles a little.

Mo Kunfeng fell from heaven to hell again, his lips shaken even harder and he whispered in greater horror: "Then what are you going to do to me?"

"I can save your life and then kill you, or vice versa, kill you first and then save you." - continuing to smile at Xiao Fang.

"What, what does all this mean?" - is frozen in the daze of MO Kunfen.

"That means I could have pulled that insect's poison out of your body and saved you before, but now I can just kill you." - laughing, Xiao Fang explained: "And besides, now I can finish you off first and then resurrect you again. But after resurrection, you won't be who you are anymore."

"Goodbye!" - Xiao Fang raised his hands and pointed both palms in the c.h.e.s.t of the old man and his grandson. They immediately froze, their heads hanged unwittingly, and the bodies lost all their vitality.

A pair of sparkling rays came out of Xiao Fang's palms, which he gently pointed at the heads of Mo Kunfeng and Mo Yun, they slowly opened their eyes, in which froze surprise: "Master! - they were respectful of it.

"Go when I need you again, I will find you."

"Yes, master!" - Mo Kunfeng and Mo Yun came down and their silhouettes dissolved in the darkness.

Picking up the body of Lin Zhentian, who was still without feelings, Xiao Fang stepped into the void, leaving only the ruins.