Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 372 – Black Jade Sword, Dao Sword, Demon Sword, Evil

If ng Fan were to unleash his full power, the force of his attack would far exceed that of an ordinary fourth-level Condensing Elixir cultivator.

The key point was, Wu Yifan wasn’t worth ng Fan’s effort.

To deal with soone whose cultivation level was inferior to his own, there was no need for him to go all out.

Using a sledgehamr to crack a nut?

“You’re courting death!” Wu Yifan sprang to his feet, eyes wide with rage, murderous intent radiating from him.

Though he appeared to be in a pitiful state, for a cultivator of his realm, it was rely superficial. It was no more than a scratch, not affecting him in any significant way.

“I just want to say, your Wu family is nothing!

Afraid of your Wu family? Ridiculous.

I can beat up anyone from your Wu family whenever I want.

This is how I prove my point!”

ng Fan looked at Wu Yifan coldly, his face expressionless.

The foolproof solution ng Fan had in mind was to ensure Wu Yifan couldn’t go to the ancestral land.

If this guy was crippled, he wouldn’t be able to go when the Wu family’s ancestral land opened.

There are many ways to solve a problem, but often people overlook the simplest and most convenient one.

Fortunately, ng Fan was quite clever!

“Swish~” A sword light suddenly appeared.

It wasn’t ng Fan; it was Wu Yifan who drew his sword.

ng Fan was actually too lazy to draw his sword against soone of a lower realm.

He didn’t consider Wu Yifan worthy of being an opponent, let alone an enemy!

Wu Yifan, filled with rage, didn’t care which sect ng Fan belonged to. Even if he was a disciple of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, so what?

He had to die for humiliating him like this.

Wu Yifan wanted to kill ng Fan with one decisive strike.

To kill and vent his anger!

ng Fan frowned. Initially, he just intended to teach Wu Yifan a lesson.

Although he didn’t like the fact that this guy had the sa na as him, he hadn’t planned to be ruthless. He just wanted to ensure Wu Yifan couldn’t participate in the opening of the Wu family’s ancestral land in a few days.

After all, he wasn’t a demon.

He was a disciple of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, a beacon of the righteous path!

But now…

With ng Fan’s vengeful nature, he wouldn’t show rcy to soone who wanted to kill him.

“Clang~~~~” A domineering sword cry echoed.

The Black Jade Sword was unsheathed.

Normally, ng Fan used the Red Sheep Sword for travel.

He used the Hong Qi Sword for combat.

As for the newly acquired Bixie Sword, it hadn’t had a chance to make an appearance yet.

In fact, the Black Jade Sword rarely made an appearance either.

Because this sword was too demonic, too evil.

It was a thorough demon sword, an evil sword, and using it recklessly would disrupt the natural order.

Therefore, ng Fan mostly used the Hong Qi Sword for battles.

Most importantly, the Black Jade Sword was a Dao Sword!

Even though it was a “defective” Dao Sword without a sword spirit, it was still a genuine Dao Sword.

Thus, ng Fan seldom used it.

Well, to be honest, all these reasons were just excuses.

The truth was, ng Fan had been in the Shu Mountain Sword Sect, spending his days in cultivation, with hardly any opportunities to use it.

This ti, coming down the mountain, he finally had a chance to use it!

Once the Black Jade Sword was drawn, even without a sword spirit, its unique Dao Sword aura was earth-shattering.

Especially the Wu family elder drinking tea downstairs, who felt the sharpness of the Dao Sword at such close range.

In that instant, his face changed dramatically!

He could never have imagined that a fourth-level Condensing Elixir junior could wield a Dao Sword?

Was a Dao Sword sothing a novice could handle?

Even he, a seasoned cultivator, couldn’t wield it!

This Wu family elder was nad Wu Xingxing.

He had three brothers: the eldest was nad Wu Xing, the second Wu Erxing, and the third Wu Sanxing.

Being the fourth, naturally, he was nad Wu Xingxing, as already ntioned.

Wu Xingxing’s face turned pale, and he dashed upstairs in a flash.

This situation had spiraled out of his control, leaving him in a panic.

Initially, he thought it was just a matter between two juniors, sothing Wu Yifan could handle.

But the situation had escalated beyond his wildest imagination!

As he reached upstairs, he saw a sword embedded in Wu Yifan’s abdon.

It was the very Dao Sword he had sensed.

However, the Dao Sword seed less formidable than expected, lacking so of its aura.

Upon closer inspection, he realized it was a Dao Sword without a sword spirit.

A sword without a spirit was like a person without a soul, significantly diminished in all aspects, even if it was a Dao Sword.

But even so, a fourth-level Condensing Elixir junior wielding a Dao Sword was still an absurdly remarkable feat.

Wu Xingxing frowned, wondering what he was thinking.

Was this the ti to be concerned about the sword?

He should be concerned about Wu Yifan!

Shocked by the Dao Sword, he almost forgot about Wu Yifan.

The sword blade was embedded in Wu Yifan’s abdon, piercing his dantian.

The most eerie part was that the sword was absorbing blood, drinking blood.

Even Wu Yifan’s True Essence was flowing into the sword.

Wu Xingxing was horrified. This was a demon sword.

And not just any demon sword, but a terrifying one, a great demon sword!

A Shu Mountain disciple wielding such a demon sword—had the world gone mad?

At this mont, Wu Yifan’s face was twisted in agony, letting out painful, piercing screams.

But he couldn’t resist. Once the sword pierced him, his entire body was suppressed, rendering him powerless.

The people in the inn were terrified, fleeing in panic.

Fortunately, the inn wasn’t crowded, so there was no stampede.

“Impudent!!!” Wu Xingxing roared, striking at ng Fan with a fierce palm, then yanking Wu Yifan away from the Black Jade Sword.

But by now, Wu Yifan was already crippled. The Black Jade Sword was too fierce, too monstrous. Even in such a short ti, Wu Yifan’s dantian was completely destroyed, his True Essence drained.

“Second level of the Summoning God Realm.” A voice echoed in ng Fan’s mind. It was the old monk speaking.

He was perceptive. For those whose cultivation ng Fan couldn’t discern, he would imdiately provide an explanation, giving ng Fan a clear understanding.

Upon hearing this, ng Fan’s initial nervousness subsided.

Seeing Wu Xingxing, he realized it was the classic case of the elder coming after the younger was defeated. He had been worried about facing an old monster.

Hearing it was the second level of the Summoning God Realm, he felt reassured.

With his current strength, if he went all out, he could still contend with a cultivator who had just entered the Summoning God Realm.

Moreover, the Wu family was rely a cultivation family, lacking the deep foundations of major sects.

Cultivators of the Summoning God Realm from such families often had weaker combat abilities.

There was no helping it; otherwise, people from various families wouldn’t send their mbers to major sects.

Wu Tian, who was sent to the Vajra Temple, was the closest example!

ng Fan was confident that even if he couldn’t kill the opponent, he could protect himself and wouldn’t be easily defeated.

Indeed, Wu Xingxing’s furious palm strike was blocked by a single sword.

[One Sword Opens the Azure Sky]