Upon seeing Duanmu Qingrong's corpse suddenly thrown before him, the Duanmu Ancestor leaped up with a furious roar. However, it wasn't members of the six great families who entered, but Lu Fan and Zhuge Xian, along with three rogue cultivators standing at the entrance of the grand hall!
"Hmph! You are the Duanmu family ancestor, aren't you? You had Duanmu Qingrong bring me back, and now he has returned me," Lu Fan said coldly, looking at the Duanmu Ancestor opposite him with a playful expression.
"You... you are Hua Thirty-Five?" The Duanmu Ancestor's eyes nearly spewed fire upon seeing Lu Fan. However, he noticed the expressions of the three rogue cultivators behind Lu Fan subtly shift. These three old fellows had stayed out of worldly affairs for decades, and despite repeated invitations from Han Shixuan, they had refused to participate. Why were they with Lu Fan today?
"Hmph! Duanmu Ancestor, Qingcheng Mountain is one of the five great immortal mountains. What is the meaning of enshrining these pale-faced ghosts here? Do you intend to recognize a thief as your father?" Lu Fan glanced at the foreigners beside him, his anger intensifying.
It was one thing for the immortal Duanmu to pass down Chinese immortal cultivation techniques to outsiders, but he was actually allowing these fellows to cultivate in this blessed immortal land. Most importantly, he was helping these scoundrels bully Chinese people! Clearly, he was an ungrateful old dog.
"Brat! Spreading slander, I'll kill you today!" Duanmu was already furious and had no intention of wasting words with this kid. Whoosh... a vast aura instantly surged from him, pressing down towards Lu Fan.
Lu Fan immediately felt as if a small mountain was crushing him.
"Duanmu, with us here, you won't be able to move a single hair on this young friend!" Daoist Yiqing, standing behind Lu Fan, said calmly. He took a step forward, and his aura also rose. The two auras collided invisibly. Boom... the entire grand hall seemed to tremble.
"Yiqing! This matter has nothing to do with you. If you insist on interfering, hmph! I guarantee you won't be able to leave Qingcheng Mountain." Duanmu's face contorted. Although he had some reservations about Yiqing, there were five people on his side, while the opposite side only had three rogue cultivators. As for Lu Fan and Zhuge Xian, they were not even considered.
"Hahaha! Trying to scare me? This humble Taoist has long been displeased with your collusion with foreign ghosts and harming your Chinese compatriots. Today, I will purge the sect for China!" Old Daoist Yiqing laughed heartily.
"Seeking death..." The Duanmu Ancestor suddenly produced a sword radiating brilliant light. As the sword emerged, its radiance shot out in all directions. It was clearly a genuine treasure sword!
Raising the sword, he pointed it at the void, and whoosh... a sword qi instantly shot towards Daoist Yiqing.
Swish... Daoist Yiqing flicked his horsetail whisk, instantly unleashing an aura that completely dissipated the sword qi.
"Wow! Is this a Soul Realm expert? It's truly terrifying!" Zhuge Xian, standing nearby, couldn't help but gasp, her small mouth forming an 'o' shape. While Lu Fan's previous display of killing had been shocking enough, seeing the immense aura of a Soul Realm expert again stunned her. In the face of a Soul Realm expert, they probably wouldn't even need to attack; their mere aura could sweep away a large area!
"Kill them!" The Duanmu Ancestor suddenly roared, and he charged forward, his treasure sword stabbing directly at Daoist Yiqing.
Swish... Daoist Yiqing flicked his horsetail whisk, and instantly engaged Duanmu in a fierce battle. The two figures then flew out of the grand hall.
Swish... swish... Master Haidu and Nun Suzhen stood on either side of Lu Fan and Zhuge Xian.
"Hmph! Let's not stand idly by, let's make a move!" The two foreigners looked at Master Haidu and Nun Suzhen with disdainful smiles, simultaneously drawing their slender swords and charging towards the two.
Swish swish... The four people also flew out of the grand hall.
"Hahaha... the little girl Duanmu mentioned must be you, right? Indeed, you are quite something! Your muscles should be used in bed to avoid being wasted." The remaining two foreigners stood up, looking at Lu Fan and Zhuge Xian with lewd smiles.
"This old geezer who's about to enter the grave is still better than you! You don't even know how to cherish the present!" Zhuge Xian nudged Lu Fan with her elbow and said with a pout.
"You're almost dead, and you're still thinking about these things? Has your brain been flooded?" Lu Fan swallowed hard. Five people, one-on-one. The three rogue cultivators could handle it, and he could probably hold on for a while. But what about Zhuge Xian? What if she was captured and... In this situation, she was still playing word games with him! Alright, I didn't get it! I didn't get it!
"I believe you can protect me!" Zhuge Xian, however, showed no fear and hid beside Lu Fan. This kid was a killing god; he would definitely protect her!
"You have more confidence than me! I really don't know where you get your confidence from!" Lu Fan's mind moved, and swish... three zombie gu appeared around Zhuge Xian, protecting her in the center. Simultaneously, the golden silkworm gu quietly burrowed into the body of one of the zombie gu.
Then Lu Fan took out his dark, black dagger.
"What is this thing!" Seeing the three zombie gu, the foreigner was startled. These things were too terrifying.
"You deal with those three things. Then, the girl is yours! I'll take care of this kid." Seeing the disgusting trio, one of the foreigners said with a look of disgust. Without waiting for the other's reply, he drew his sword and attacked Lu Fan.
"Alright!" The other fellow also looked at the three terrifying zombie gu with disgust, covering his nose. It seemed there was still the stench of corpses on the three of them.
Bang... Lu Fan's dark dagger blocked the opponent's sword, but Lu Fan himself was sent flying like a kite. He crashed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Hmph! Trash!" The foreigner flicked his sword and said contemptuously. In his eyes, that single sword strike was enough to kill Lu Fan.
"Pah... pah...!" Lu Fan got up from the ground, spitting out dust.
"Eh? You're not dead? Hmph! I guarantee you won't survive the second strike!" The foreigner seemed to have suffered an immense humiliation and instantly thrust his sword towards Lu Fan's chest. The speed was so fast it was like a bolt of lightning.
Bang...! Lu Fan was sent flying again. He also crashed to the ground with a bang. However, Lu Fan immediately got up from the ground again. It was unavoidable, as that sword strike was once again blocked by Lu Fan's dark dagger.
"Damn it! I don't believe I can't kill you!" The foreigner was instantly enraged and strode towards Lu Fan. Whoosh... he thrust his sword at Lu Fan's chest.
This time, Lu Fan seemed to be a fraction of a second slower. The dark blade brushed past the sword, pushing it aside slightly, but not completely. Sizzle... the sword pierced through Lu Fan's clothes.