The warship continued to sail away, and the cultivators on board gazed at the figure of Li Fan, all of them feeling a sense of tragic heroism.
A cultivator who had just entered the Initial Stage of the Condensed Core Realm was holding off a Sixth Realm Dao Body Cultivator, allowing them to depart first. This scene made the cultivators on board grow solemn in respect.
"I’ll go help him," Yuwen Jing said.
"No need," Lu Yuan said, leaving Yuwen Jing montarily stunned, casting a puzzled glance at Lu Yuan’s back. Seeing Lu Yuan looking towards where Li Fan was, he said, "Do not disturb him."
She knew that Li Fan had many ans and carried the Sword Intent of a Great Sword Cultivator, so dealing with a Sixth Realm Dao Body Cultivator wouldn’t be a problem. If Yuwen Jing went to assist, it would only cause trouble for Li Fan and beco a burden, which was why she didn’t go to help.
The Sword Intent on Li Fan couldn’t change the entire situation of the battle, for there were several cultivators in the Seven Realms present, and even with Sword Intent, it was difficult to deal with them. But it was enough to handle the Sixth Realm cultivator.
At the very least, those pursuing Li Fan would not take advantage of him.
"You’re courting death," the Moon Palace cultivator stared at Li Fan, a mocking look in his eyes. Did this re Initial Condensed Core cultivator foolishly think he could deal with him with just a magical treasure? Ridiculous.
With a thought, suddenly a water dragon appeared in the air, sweeping towards where Li Fan stood. At the sa ti, the temperature in this space plunged dramatically, with frost appearing in mid-air, as water vapor in the air condensed into ice, intending to freeze this entire realm, leaving Li Fan nowhere to escape.
Li Fan’s aura continued to rise, his Sword Intent soared, his vitality burned hot like the sun, reaching the Realm of Sword Dao Immortal, achieving Human Sword Unity, and his life force within him burned like a furnace, evaporating the power of the cold ice.
With a buzz, Li Fan’s body transford into a sword, flying across the sky. The Moon Palace cultivator frowned, wondering why Li Fan’s aura could increase so rapidly. Was he using so kind of secret technique?
But even if Li Fan used a secret technique to enhance his strength, what of it? He was still just at the Initial Stage of Condensed Core.
He glanced at Li Fan, eyes gleaming with coldness, and instantly, a domain of ice ford in front of him, with an ice dragon encircling behind him. The heavens and earth froze, and the space where Li Fan passed seed to solidify. He moved swiftly, his body turned sword, breaking through the ice as he went.
A sword array appeared in the sky, countless flying swords whistling angrily towards the Moon Palace cultivator.
"Ridiculous," the Moon Palace cultivator snorted coldly, raising his hand, a mirror of ice ford before him. The flying swords continuously bombarded it, causing cracks to appear, yet it remained unbroken.
Yet when he looked towards Li Fan, he discovered that the sword Li Fan had transford into had disappeared from its original place. The target wasn’t to destroy his defense; Li Fan knew he couldn’t do so.
At this mont, he broke through the frozen domain and rapidly moved towards the demons pursuing the warship. With a thought, countless flying swords erged.
A rain of swords fell from the sky above the sea, like teors streaking across the firmant, crashing down upon the demons. In an instant, the bodies of countless demons were pierced by the descending flying swords, their roars and cries mingling together, as a blood-red rain began to fall from the sky.
Li Fan continued on in that direction, his speed extrely fast, the flying swords relentlessly slaying. The number of dead and injured demons continued to mount.
The Moon Palace Dao Body cultivator also realized that Li Fan’s target wasn’t him at all, his expression turning extrely grim. While dealing with him, Li Fan was also killing other demons, making him feel a sense of humiliation.
He withdrew his defense and, with a thought, rapidly pursued in the direction of Li Fan. Li Fan’s body transford into a sword, slaying demons all the way. As the other drew close to pursuing him, more demons fell by his hand.
He killed a round of them so that when these demons chased up to the warship, they would pose no threat.
"For their sake, you walk your own path to ruin. You do have courage." A voice ca from behind, oppressive energy enveloping him. His pursuer had caught up, though his speed was great, the disparity in realm level could not be denied; he couldn’t shake off his pursuer.
Cold infiltrated his body, frost began to appear on him. Even though he kept transforming into a Sword Body to shatter the frost, it still slowed him down, while his pursuer grew ever closer.
"Stop now." A burst of cold invaded his divine soul, causing his Sword Body to freeze, his body was covered with ice as he moved forward. Behind him, the Moon Palace cultivator emanated a terrifying aura, even channeling the Power of Divine Soul.
A giant dragon claw covered the area where Li Fan stood, clawing down to strike. Shadow enveloping while about to capture Li Fan, yet Li Fan’s body suddenly broke free from the ice once more, flying out from the gap beneath the descending talon.
The expression of the Moon Palace cultivator darkened, such tenacity?
He had even used the Power of Divine Soul, yet Li Fan still escaped?
Even among those at the pinnacle of the Condensed Core, none could achieve this level, yet Li Fan had done it. No wonder he could easily slay Fifth Realm demons, including those at the peak of Fifth Realm.
"Boom..." From within him, an extre chill exploded, and that chill engulfed the area above the sea, his eyes themselves turned to icy pupils, seemingly emanating the intent of the great dao as he glared at the fleeing figure of Li Fan, now infuriated.
Since reaching the Dao Body Realm, he had never felt so oppressed, failing to take down even a re cultivator in the Initial Stage of Condensed Core for a long ti.
Simultaneously, his body soared out like a sharpened sword.
At that mont, Li Fan rely felt the terrifying cold, freezing his very divine soul, making everything blur. Sensing the threat from behind, he swung a sword strike as he turned, like a bolt of thunder splitting the space open, but the oncoming figure ignored his sword, throwing a punch, a true dragon roaring.
"Boom."
Li Fan’s body was blasted away, a muffled grunt escaped, blood pouring from his mouth, his face paling. He wanted to flee again, but his injured body was imdiately encased in ice.
The Moon Palace cultivator stepped forward to stare at Li Fan, with a thought, a demon dragon’s claw reached toward him.
"Boom..." Only to see brilliant Sword Intent flowing across Li Fan, he once again broke free of the icy power and escaped from the claw’s grasp.
The Moon Palace cultivator’s face turned grim, glancing up, he saw countless afterimages of Li Fan appearing, as if there were nurous of him. His eyes were filled with fury, this child was exceedingly resilient.
Countless flying swords descended down, the sky pouring with a rain of swords again. As he looked up, all the afterimages were completely encased in ice, the descending flying swords also freezing mid-air.
"Boom!"
Li Hen Sword pierced through the frozen space, shooting towards him at lightning speed.
He snorted coldly, reaching out to grasp securely onto the Li Hen Sword. Though this sword was good, it wasn’t the sword he desired.
A road thundered above, and a massive sword descended for execution. The mighty sword’s power akin to stars, descending to suppress. He raised his hand, a true dragon soared upwards, colliding with the massive sword.
Several incarnations ca charging, slashing simultaneously, unleashing ice’s attack. Before they could strike him, they froze in place, unable to break through close enough to harm him.
But suddenly, among the many incarnations, one figure shone radiantly, bathed in sword power, actually breaking the defense of the ice—a flash of extre cold cut out. Once again, he saw that broken sword and its unstoppable swordsmanship.
Chill swept forth, intending to freeze all, yet that sword strike remained unfrozen, with true dragon protection, his arm transford into a draconic claw, attacking forth and colliding with that sword.
A piercing sound echoed as frozen frost enveloped the divine soul. Terrible power landed upon Li Fan’s body, sending him flying with the chilling ice invading him. He shivered uncontrollably.
Yet below, the Moon Palace cultivator’s arm had bloodstains. Astoundingly, a sword scar, from that earlier sword, almost severed his arm.
The Moon Palace cultivator turned pale, trembling with fury, but also with a trace of lingering dread. That prior sword strike indeed posed a threat to him.
Staggered by the thought that a re cultivator at the Initial Stage of Condensed Core could wound him.
"Still hoping to live?" he shouted, soaring skyward to pursue Li Fan.
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