113: Chapter 113 Today, you will surely die!

In an instant, the gazes of the hundred or so other Prodigies on the platform fell in unison upon Chen Yan.

Chen Yan frowned, looking at the Zhenwu Sect School attire on the other party, and seemed to realize something:

"What, is the Zhenwu Sect such a sore loser?"

"After beating a small one to death, you send a bigger one?"

He looked at the leader, his face full of disdain: "If I beat you to death too, I wonder if your Sect Master will continue to shamelessly make a move against me?"

"Pfft~"

This sentence directly nailed the Zhenwu Sect to the pillar of shame!

After all, most of the Prodigies here had witnessed with their own eyes outside the Lihuo Immortal Abode how Yu Sheng had bullied the weak, only to be beaten like a dog by his Revered Master!

"That's right~ Zhao Bufan, your Zhenwu Sect is so endless, it would give anyone a headache!"

Saintess Su Wanrou, not afraid of making things worse, looked at the leader Zhao Bufan and let out a soft, coquettish huff.

Zhao Bufan's expression turned gloomy, and killing intent suddenly erupted from his body.

He took a step towards Chen Yan!

The spiritual power on his body swept out like a tidal wave.

His cultivation at the Nascent Soul Early Stage was released without reservation, pressing down on the surrounding Golden Core Stage Disciples, making their faces turn pale.

He ignored Saintess Su Wanrou's provocation, and instead pointed at Chen Yan, shouting angrily:

"Chen Yan! You killed my Junior Brother Zhao Quan and humiliated my Sect! Today, here in the Lihuo Immortal Abode, shall be your burial ground!"

His voice rolled like muffled thunder, stirring up an uproar.

"Oh ho! Another good show to watch!"

"Zhao Bufan is ranked 28th on the hidden dragon ranking. It is said that his Physical Body has already been tempered to the extreme, making it difficult for ordinary blades and swords to harm him! I wonder how Chen Yan will deal with this?"

"Who cares! I actually hope Chen Yan can defeat Zhao Bufan! The Zhenwu Sect has become increasingly rampant these past few years!"

Discussions arose all around, and there was a bit more scrutiny in everyone's gazes.

Swish!

As Zhao Bufan waved his hand!

Behind him, four Disciples of the same Sect at the Golden Core Stage simultaneously drew their weapons.

Amidst the flashing blades and shadows, their spiritual power wove into a large net, faintly surrounding Chen Yan in the center.

Chen Yan swept a cold glance over them and scoffed: "Is that it?"

Hum!

Behind him, Leng Qingshuang's pretty face was frosty, and the shuanghua sword let out a clear, resonant hum.

She took a step forward, and her Sword Intent spread out like a tangible substance.

"Seeking death!"

With just these two words, an intense killing intent rushed towards them, chilling to the bone!

Unexpectedly, Chen Yan reached out to stop her and chuckled:

"Big sister, why bother yourself with such small fry? Let me handle it."

Leng Qingshuang frowned slightly, looking at the dried blood on his body, and asked with some concern: "Can you handle it?"

"Oh my!"

Chen Yan immediately raised an eyebrow, clenched his fist towards her, and confidently said: "A man should never say he can't!"

"Just a few clowns, don't let them dirty your hands!"

Saying this, he flipped his wrist, and the Flying Sword "senior spare my life" suddenly appeared in his hand!

When he looked up, killing intent flashed explosively in his eyes.

He was truly fed up with this trash from the Zhenwu Sect!

For the sake of a fake name on the hidden dragon ranking, first that senseless Zhao Quan came to provoke him; then the Sect Master of this dog-shit Sect actually tried to kill him in secret!

He had thought this matter had come to an end.

But he didn't expect another Zhao Bufan to come looking for trouble now!

It really is true that if a tiger doesn't show its might, you treat me like Hello Kitty!

"Sharp-tongued! I want to see just how much ability you have!"

Zhao Bufan looked on coldly and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

Swish!

The four Disciples behind him instantly flew over and launched their attacks simultaneously!

The four of them formed a battle Formation, and as the Formation operated, the blades and sword shadows came down like a deluge.

Directly sealing off Chen Yan's retreat!

"Die!"

The four Disciples coordinated tacitly, and as their blades and swords fell, they brought with them streaks of sharp saber light.

However, Chen Yan was not afraid in the face of danger.

A faint light flashed in his eyes, and a confident smile immediately curled at the corners of his mouth!

Under the Xuantian Appraisal Technique, this seemingly dangerous battle Formation was simply full of holes!

He tapped his feet lightly, unleashing the Cloud-Chasing Moon-Treading movement technique, and his whole body dodged between the four like a ghost.

The saber light grazed his clothes, but didn't even touch a hair on him.

"You are too slow."

He flashed, stood behind one of the Disciples, and whispered in his ear.

Before that Disciple could react in shock and anger.

Chen Yan had already swung the spiritual sword in his hand.

"Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword -- Glimmer Appears!"

Hum!

A flash of golden light vanished in an instant!

The sword light gently brushed across the neck of that Zhenwu Sect Disciple, disappearing in a flash!

Chen Yan turned and left, his back to him, suave and arrogant!

"Pfft!"

In the surprised gazes of the crowd.

They saw a line of blood suddenly appear on the Disciple's neck!

He raised his hand, suspicious and uncertain, to touch his own neck.

But as soon as his hand touched his neck, his head tilted to the side!

"Bang!"

That head rolled to Zhao Bufan's feet, the terrified eyes on its face staring fixedly at Zhao Bufan!

The Formation was broken without even needing to be attacked!

"Fuck! The intelligence is wrong! This kid is not just an ordinary Early Golden Core Stage cultivator!"

Zhao Bufan's expression was gloomy, and he was secretly shocked in his heart!

He knew Chen Yan was strong.

After all, being able to easily kill that trash Zhao Quan, his strength was naturally not weak!

But he didn't expect that Chen Yan's strength would be this strong!

The battle Formation formed by these four was called: Four Symbols Combined Attack Formation!

When activated, the attacks within the Formation were overwhelming, leaving one unable to cope!

Even he would have to spend some effort to break the Formation!

But this Chen Yan actually broke it in one strike!

"Attack together! Don't hold back anymore!"

Zhao Bufan narrowed his eyes, leaped up, and threw a punch at Chen Yan!

"Mountain-Crushing and Peak-Shaking!"

Boom!

The terrifying fist energy compressed the air in front, and a huge fist imprint blasted towards Chen Yan.

The fist wind carried the pressure of a Nascent Soul, causing Chen Yan's movements to slightly stall.

"Well done!"

Chen Yan sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding.

"Light-Splitting Shadow-Breaking!"

He flicked the spiritual sword in his hand, and a streak of Sword Qi shot from bottom to top, meeting the fist imprint!

The golden Sword Qi swept past the fist imprint, like a knife cutting through tofu, without any obstruction!

The fist imprint was split into two, the condensed Fist Intent suddenly dissipated, turning into a wave of air that surged out in all directions!

"Hiss~ This Chen Yan actually broke Zhao Bufan's punch with one sword?"

"He is only at the Early Golden Core Stage, right? Zhao Bufan is at the Nascent Soul Early Stage! This is a whole major Realm apart!"

"And that punch from Zhao Bufan, the Fist Intent within it, was already at the Perfection of the First Realm!"

Everyone looked at that proudly standing figure, their eyes filled with disbelief!

Intent!

It is an essential part of everyone's cultivation!

Whether it is Sword Intent, Saber Intent, Staff Intent, or Fist Intent!

Intent can be divided into five major Realms!

First Realm: Subtle Perception;

Second Realm: Clear Understanding;

Third Realm: Following the Heart;

Fourth Realm: Ten Thousand Laws;

Fifth Realm: Domain!

When one comprehends the Intent of the Fifth Realm, the Intent will evolve into a Domain!

Within the Domain, I am invincible!

This is the same principle as Leng Qingshuang's Wind Spirit Intent Domain!

Zhao Bufan has dominated the hidden dragon ranking for many years, so it is understandable that he could comprehend Fist Intent to the Perfection of the First Realm.

But Chen Yan?

An Early Golden Core Stage cultivator, how could he also comprehend it?

On the field, Zhao Bufan's expression also changed, and the killing intent in his heart grew even stronger!

"This kid's Sword Intent is strange!"

"If he is allowed to continue growing, the Zhenwu Sect might be destroyed by him!"

"This child must not be left alive!"

Seeing Chen Yan take his punch head-on without changing his expression.

This caused a strong sense of unease to well up in his heart.

"Cannot drag this out any longer!"

Zhao Bufan's eyes suddenly turned ruthless, and he actually took out a strange Medicinal Pill from his bosom and swallowed it in one gulp!

The next instant, his aura instantly skyrocketed!

His cultivation at the Nascent Soul Early Stage actually climbed directly to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage... Late Nascent Soul stage!

"Bang!"

Zhao Bufan slammed his fists together, emitting a loud noise.

He raised his hand to point at Chen Yan, and said coldly:

"Today, you will definitely die!"