NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1328: Should I Kill Him?
"Such a powerful move, I didn't expect that Sima Liefeng's understanding of swordsmanship was so terrifying!"
After waking up, Qi Laoda noticed the sword cloud in midair pressing towards Bai Xiaofan and couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
"Yes, this is the advantage of you human cultivators. Although our beast race has bodies far stronger than cultivators of the same level, our understanding of magical techniques, and the path of cultivation is lacking by a long shot. Even we who can transform into human form are only slightly faster than our kind!"
The Wolf King also felt a pang of emotion hearing Qi Laoda's words.
If their beast race could comprehend magical techniques and understand the heavens like humans, their combat power would absolutely soar!
"Hmph, I envy your strong bodies. With your Thunder Tribulation peak cultivation, which cultivator of the same realm can withstand a punch from you?"
Qi Laoda cast a disdainful glance at the Wolf King, thinking this guy was too greedy!
If one possessed both a monstrous body and formidable magical skills and comprehension, how could other cultivators survive?
"Mr. Bai can. I feel that if I punched him, he wouldn't be in danger; rather, I would be!"
The Wolf King raised his hand and pointed, his gaze fixed on Bai Xiaofan!
"Uh, Mr. Bai doesn't count!"
For a moment, Qi Laoda didn't know how to respond.
Indeed, isn't Bai Xiaofan just as he imagined?
Not only possessing an incredibly strong body but also countless skills that make other cultivators envious, and a talent that would make many so-called geniuses weep.
Bai Xiaofan, at this moment, was completely unaware of Qi Laoda and the others' thoughts.
Sima Liefeng's move placed significant pressure on him.
Without lifting the seal, there weren't many moves he could counter with.
A cold gleam flashed in Bai Xiaofan's eyes as he slowly raised his hand, pointing his thumb upwards!
"Transforming Demon Finger!"
Bai Xiaofan softly uttered three words as a dark golden celestial energy shot from his thumb!
"Condense!"
Immediately after, Bai Xiaofan shouted lowly, and that dark golden celestial energy slowly coalesced in midair. Although the condensation seemed slow, its speed far surpassed the limits visible to the naked eye.
Within a breath, an illusory thumb formed from dark golden celestial energy floated above Bai Xiaofan!
The clear lines on the thumb could even be discerned. If a machine scanned it, it would be astonishing to find it completely identical to Bai Xiaofan's fingerprint.
A thumb formed from celestial energy could reach such a degree. If news reached the powerful in the celestial realm, they would surely be shocked and swiftly send someone to find Bai Xiaofan, trying to bring him into their sect as a key disciple to cultivate!
This showed that Bai Xiaofan's control of celestial energy had reached a masterful level; not to mention Mahayana Realm cultivators, even real Earth Immortal realm experts couldn't achieve this!
As the thumb solidified, the sword cloud controlled by Sima Liefeng also pressed down.
The sword tip clashed swiftly with the thumb.
A massive storm, centering on this collision, raged and swept outwards.
Crack!
Rumble!
Where the storm reached, all trees were sliced in half at the waist, countless mountain stones turned into a sky full of flying debris and dust!
In an instant, Bai Xiaofan and Sima Liefeng were covered by the rampant gravel and splintered wood, making it impossible for Qi Laoda, the Wolf King, and others to see their condition from afar!
Watching this scene, Lu Aoxue tightly clenched her small hands, worried, her fingertips pierced the skin of her palms, and blood slowly dripped onto the ground, unnoticed.
Even though Yuan'er wore a mask, her bitten lips revealed that her worry was no less than Lu Aoxue's.
At this moment, within a cave sealed by a formation, a man in white sat cross-legged.
When Bai Xiaofan used the Transforming Demon Finger, he awakened from his meditation, and his eyes, seemingly able to pierce through stone walls, locked onto the illusory thumb in midair, showing a trace of interest deep within his pupils.
Seeing the clash of this finger with Sima Liefeng's Sword Pointing to the Blue Skies, his eyes revealed a playful expression.
"I didn't expect to encounter such a talented cultivator here; I just wonder how far he can go. Should I kill him?"
The man in white stroked his chin, a contemplative look on his face as if this question was of great importance.
The gravel slowly settled on the ground, and the figures of Bai Xiaofan and Sima Liefeng reappeared in the sight of Qi Laoda, the Wolf King, and the others.
Sima Liefeng stood with one hand behind his back, holding a purple longsword in the other, with several spots of scarlet blood staining his robe, uncertain whether it was Bai Xiaofan's or his own?
The opposite Bai Xiaofan's clothing fluttered without wind, his expression serene as if nothing had happened!
But what they didn't see was that Bai Xiaofan's thumb was slowly dripping blood, the stains on Sima Liefeng's robe were caused by his thumb!
"Bai Xiaofan, you didn't disappoint me after all. I didn't expect my Sword Pointing to the Blue Skies to be resolved by you like this, but I guess you're not feeling good either, right?"
Sima Liefeng's eyes showed a disdainful gleam, glaring at Bai Xiaofan with a mocking smile.
However, his heart wasn't as calm as his appearance suggested. Originally, he was sure of victory with this sword since, no matter how powerful Bai Xiaofan was, the cultivation displayed now was only at the peak of the Tribulation Transcendence stage!
The gap between them was several realms. To force him to use this sword was already extremely rare!
But unexpectedly, Bai Xiaofan possessed such formidable magical techniques.
"Indeed, it's uncomfortable, but so what? It's enough to kill you!"
Bai Xiaofan smiled faintly, his eyes showing no emotional fluctuation, enveloped by an increasingly intense dark golden aura, as if he had turned into a ball of dark golden flame.
With his words, Bai Xiaofan's injured right hand lifted again, and a force mixed with dark gold and black swirled around his little finger.
"Arrogant, survive this sword of mine first!"
Listening to Bai Xiaofan, detecting the trace of apprehension from Bai Xiaofan's little finger, Sima Liefeng snorted coldly, tightly grasping the purple longsword with both hands, flipping over in mid-air, with the sword tip pointing downward, pouring all his energy into the sword tip frantically.