What are you barking at, killing Mahayana?

The sudden roar left Xiao Fan a bit confused.

However, when he heard 'Princess,' he knew who was angry.

Before the people from Hundred Flowers Holy Land could act, Xiao Fan took Jiang Lanzhi's hand and walked out.

The three Witch Tribe members stood with their hands behind their backs, suspended in mid-air, their gazes coldly fixed on the Tai Xuan Holy Land's location, as if filled with boundless rage.

If not for the three Elders guarding outside, those Three Great Witch Generals would have likely rushed in to demand an explanation.

Hong Rushuang stood behind, expressionless, watching the situation unfold.

In terms of strength comparison, she had the advantage now.

When she saw Xiao Fan holding Jiang Lanzhi's hand as they came, her face sank, especially when she saw Xiao Fan, who was adorned with unparalleled Immortal beauty, which made her furious.

Why does her fiancé have to be better looking than mine? Why?!

"Is that you?"

The voice was laced with an Aura, attempting to crush Jiang Lanzhi with its Aura, but with the three Tai Xuan Elders standing guard outside, their pressure had no effect whatsoever.

However, the arrogance and disregard for rules within it were fully evident.

"Saint." The three Elders bowed when they saw Xiao Fan emerge.

"Saint, please step back. Let us teach these ignorant fools a lesson."

"Yes, our Tai Xuan Holy Land has never been ridden over like this."

"If we don't break one of their legs today, this matter won't be over."

The three Elders were ready for battle; if not for concerns about the wide-ranging impact of a Mahayana battle, which could harm their Disciples, they would have already made their move.

Xiao Fan's expression also turned cold. How dare they try to ride over him?

There was no need to follow the rules anymore; everyone here was going to die today.

"Are you the one who injured my Princess?" one of the Witch Generals said coldly, still unyielding.

Jiang Lanzhi showed no fear, only feeling Xiao Fan's tight grip on her hand, pulling her behind him, a sense of security she had never experienced before welled up within her.

Is this what it's like to be protected? She had never enjoyed such treatment; in her previous life, she had always relied on herself. This feeling of being protected in this life was truly captivating.

Xiao Fan looked up at the sky, his gaze cold.

Daring to shout at my woman? You truly haven't died before.

He spoke in a deep voice, "What are you barking about, you dog?"

"What are you barking about?!"

This sudden outburst caught everyone off guard.

Everyone could see that the Taixuan Holy Son had no intention of compromising and was prepared to confront these three Mahayana Cultivators head-on.

"Holy cow, are Mahayana Cultivators going to fight?"

"A battle of the ages!"

"How terrifying."

The Cultivators watching whispered, some excited. Mahayana Cultivators were rare on ordinary days, and now they were about to fight, which certainly made people happy.

The Three Great Witch Generals also narrowed their eyes, not reacting immediately to being cursed at.

After all, in their eyes, Xiao Fan was merely a Void Refining Cultivator. How strong could he be?

"Boy, what are you saying?" one of the Witch Generals said coldly.

He unleashed the Mahayana's Aura, and within thousands of miles, his terrifying power could be felt. He was displaying his strength, intending to crush him.

A blooming flower flew out, scattering a shower of golden petals, instantly dispelling the pressure, and a beautiful figure appeared.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the Elders of Hundred Flowers Holy Land immediately realized who it was and bowed in unison:

"Holy Lord."

"Greetings, Holy Lord."

An Wen waved her hand, "No need for formalities."

She asked, "Ru Shuang, aren't you going to manage your people?"

Hong Rushuang showed no fear, saying confidently:

"Holy Lord, I just want an apology."

"Her, kneeling before me to apologize."

Hong Rushuang pointed at Jiang Lanzhi.

"This is against the rules. Losing means losing. You can only blame yourself for being inferior," An Wen said softly.

"Then I will seek justice for myself," Hong Rushuang replied.

"So noisy, still talking about reason. All of you must die," Xiao Fan said coldly.

He threw out the Five Elements Exquisite Pagoda, and the palm-sized small Pagoda instantly flew, gradually transforming, growing inch by inch, until it was a hundred zhang tall.

A sense of danger rose.

The Three Great Witch Generals clearly felt that this small Pagoda was powerful. They immediately attacked, wanting to knock the small Pagoda away.

However, the Five Elements Exquisite Pagoda's body emitted a five-colored Divine light, easily blocking these attacks without moving an inch, flying straight into the sky.

It enveloped Hong Rushuang, Witch God Sect, and the three Mahayana Cultivators, preventing their escape.

Xiao Fan released Jiang Lanzhi's hand and said softly, "No one can bully you. Anyone who dares to shout at you, they all must die."

"Mm." Jiang Lanzhi smiled. He was truly flawless.

"Aunt An, please step back. I promise not to harm anyone else." Xiao Fan soared into the sky, his robes fluttering without wind, rustling loudly.

He just said it casually. As for whether An Wen would retreat or not, he didn't care.

"Alright, be careful." An Wen just said that and then retreated from the scene.

The Five Elements Exquisite Pagoda sent down streams of golden light, transforming into golden chains, without any warning, piercing through the Three Great Witch Generals' shoulder blades with a clang.

The golden chains continued to extend, wrapping around their bodies, binding them like zongzi.

Xiao Fan only fought crushing battles!

He had not yet experienced the power of Mahayana Cultivators and would not take risks. The Five Elements Exquisite Pagoda had not yet displayed its might, so it was a good time to use it.

"Ah!"

The moment the golden chains pierced through their shoulder blades, the Three Great Witch Generals let out a heart-wrenching wail.

"Were you barking just now?" Xiao Fan pointed at one of the Witch Generals!

"Boy, what kind of treasure is this? No matter who you are, if you know what's good for you, release me."

"It seems you still haven't realized your sin," Xiao Fan said softly.

He raised his right hand, fingers splayed, facing the Mahayana Cultivator bound by the golden chains, a slight smile on his face.

"Cultivating to Mahayana is not easy, so I'll make it a bit easier and send you to your death."

Words devoid of emotion came from his mouth. Although a smile hung on his face, it made people feel as if he was a demonic god who had walked out of Hell.

He brought his five fingers together, and the golden chains wrapped around the body became tighter and tighter. The intense pain made the Witch General's expression distorted and agonizing.

"Stop, stop! I am..."

"I know. You're just a dead man."

With his five fingers clenched into a fist, a Mahayana Cultivator was invisibly crushed, turning into a splash of crimson blood.

Falling between heaven and earth.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

A Mahayana Cultivator, without any resistance, was just crushed to death like that?

This made all the observing forces' hearts leap into their throats. A Mahayana Cultivator, who should have been a prominent figure standing at the peak of this world, was crushed to death like an ant.

This impact was no different from a Mortal witnessing an Immortal dying before their eyes.

"Just... died like that?"

All the Cultivators present were dumbfounded, as if they were in a dream. It was too illusory.

The observing Cultivators only felt shock, while the Witch God Sect Cultivators, Hong Rushuang, White Windflow, and others inside the Exquisite Pagoda, only felt a chill run through their bodies.

"Dead, dead?"

They looked up at the unattainable Mahayana Cultivator, who was crushed to death without any resistance. They only felt their worldview begin to collapse.

Hong Rushuang felt her entire body weaken. This time, she had kicked an iron plate.

White Windflow's mood also plummeted to rock bottom. This person was so strong. What kind of Magic Treasure was this? It's abnormal!

"Breakthrough, full power Breakthrough!"

"Break these barriers and get out!" White Windflow said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

His subordinates began to exert themselves, offering up their Magic Treasures one after another. No one wanted to die here.

However, all their efforts were futile. This was an Immortal Artifact, an Immortal King-level Magic Treasure. For Mortals to break through these seals was like a fool's dream.

"Can't break it, can't break it at all."

"Divine Son, what can we do if there's no way?"

White Windflow was burning with anxiety. She shouldn't have let her mess around!

Xiao Fan smiled faintly, without any emotion.

"Don't worry, your fate will be better. At least you don't have to die now."

He wanted to keep these people to lead the way and also to wipe out the Witch God Sect.

He then proceeded to kill the second Mahayana Cultivator.

"I wonder if you can withstand one punch from me?" Xiao Fan chuckled.

As his will moved, the golden chains sent the person near the barrier formed by the five-colored Divine light. He also flew there, preparing to punch.

"Boy, quickly let me go! I am one of the Three Great Witch Generals under the Witch King. If you kill me, you will face the Witch King's retaliation. Don't be so headstrong."

He was a little scared; he was no match at all.

His companion was crushed to death without even a chance to resist.

Xiao Fan said indifferently, "Take this punch from me, and I'll spare your life."

Upon hearing this, everyone thought Xiao Fan was going to stop while he was ahead.

After all, someone with three Mahayana subordinates must be a powerful figure.

The Witch General also thought his words had worked and that he was saved!

I'm a Mahayana Cultivator; can't I even withstand a punch from a Void Refining Cultivator?

What a joke! If I can't even block this, then haven't I cultivated all these years for nothing?

"Do you keep your word?"

"If I punch you to death, then I keep my word." Xiao Fan's right hand clenched into a fist, his eyes showing an unprecedented seriousness. He had used the Five Elements Exquisite Pagoda earlier, so it wasn't truly killing a Mahayana with his own hands.

This time, it was for real.

840 million Divine Elephants roared within his Physical Body, their power accumulating and converging on his body, from his waist, back, shoulders, and arms, finally gathering in his fist.

"Take my ordinary punch!"

The Aura on his body burst forth fiercely, as if an ancient, wild Divine Elephant had been empowered within him, unleashing an invisible, immense force.

The moment he threw his punch, everyone saw him seemingly transform into a giant Elephant. With an Elephant's roar, stars fell, and he charged forth with the power of falling stars.

At this moment, he seemed to be a God!

The Witch General's pupils constricted. He had been careless! He couldn't dodge.

This person was a monster; his strength could not be measured by Realm at all.

"Don't kill..."

Unfortunately, he couldn't finish his sentence.

A storm struck, and instantly, the Mahayana Cultivator's head exploded, red watermelon juice splattering everywhere, and white, tofu-like brains scattered on the ground.

After the storm.

A headless corpse stood in mid-air.

Xiao Fan retracted his fist and said with satisfaction, "You are too weak; you couldn't even block one punch from me."

At this moment, everyone looked at Xiao Fan's eyes.

There was surprise, fear, worship, and more, that unattainable gaze of awe.

He, with his bare hands, killed a Mahayana Cultivator!

A Mahayana, just one step away from being an Immortal, died just like that?

When the Five Elements Exquisite Pagoda killed a Mahayana, the reason could still be attributed to the treasure, but now, Xiao Fan, relying solely on the power of his Physical Body, had shattered a Mahayana Cultivator's Physical Body.

What terrifying strength.

How strong was he, after all?!