Dragon Sovereign

Nie Xiao instantly made the most accurate move. As his energy surged, his body quickly moved horizontally.    

    

Even so, the longsword still stuck close to Nie Xiao's arm and slashed across it. The surging sword intent left many windows on Nie Xiao's arm.    

    

The deepest gash was actually so deep that the bone could be seen …    

    

Many people cried out in surprise. Their eyes were filled with disbelief. Was it Nie Xiao's carelessness or Zhang Fan's strength that caused a small Martial Master to stab and injure a person who had transcended the entire level? Most people probably thought of the latter.    

    

"Eh, isn't this young man the same guy who defeated the vice captain of the Crossing Squads last time?"    

    

At this moment, the crowd had already recognized Zhang Fan.    

    

Following the man's reminder, the surrounding people started to discuss among themselves.    

    

"You're courting death!" Nie Xiao's complexion turned ashen. To be injured by a Martial Master … This was definitely a humiliation to someone with the strength of a Martial General.    

    

Without wasting any time on nonsense, Nie Xiao no longer cared about the terrifying injuries on his arm. With a cold glint in his eyes, he slammed his injured right hand towards Zhang Fan with a thick and tyrannical energy.    

    

Zhang Fan didn't think that his opponent's reaction would be so fast. Seeing the opponent's attack coming at him, his face blushed slightly. The instant change in the Purple Clouds technique made him feel slightly uncomfortable.    

    

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and once again sent out countless sword shadows.    

    

A slightly disdainful expression flashed across Nie Xiao's face. At this moment, he was even a little angry. He wanted to slap this guy flying …    

    

The illusory palm print instantly overlapped with the sharp bone piercing sword image, and a suffocating aura instantly appeared.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

A muffled sound rang out. Zhang Fan spat out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying backwards and heavily crashed into the ground. However, his right hand still gripped the sword tightly.    

    

Zhang Fan's body trembled slightly. He supported himself on the ground with his left hand, then used his right hand to prop himself up with the longsword. He raised his head and his pair of black eyes landed on Nie Xiao once again.    

    

'Hate? It seems like I don't hate him that much. 'Because this world was originally like this, even if he really hated Ye Zichen, he hated himself for being too weak.    

    

Nie Xiao looked at the wounds on his arm and his expression became even gloomier. He could feel that the gazes directed at him from all directions were a little strange. This made his shameful heart even more intense. A sinister expression gradually emerged on his face.    

    

"Brat, I don't care who you are or what clan you're from. You're dead for sure today!" Nie Xiao coldly sized up Zhang Fan, who had stood up once again, and walked towards him step by step.    

    

Zhang Fan's gaze was locked onto him, searching for the most suitable opportunity. No matter what kind of environment he was in, he would not give up on the desire to live. This was a habit he had developed in his previous life, and it could not be changed in this life.    

    

Seeing the man's gloomy expression, Zhang Fan couldn't help but glance at the fatty. Honestly speaking, he didn't hate him, but there was anger in him. If he was powerful, he could bully others everywhere! Others might be scared, but Zhang Fan wasn't.    

    

However, even if it was really used, it had to be used at the best opportunity. If the opponent was to be killed in a single strike, then it was fine to play with him.    

    

As he was thinking about this, a cold smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face. He could see that Zhang Fan's expression was just as downcast.    

    

"Die!" When he was still two meters away from Zhang Fan, the man laughed coldly. The Martial Spirit in his body surged out once more. Without any Martial Skills or soul skills, it directly exploded towards Zhang Fan's body.    

    

Zhang Fan's pupils contracted as he dodged the attack awkwardly. However, the opponent's attack was very fast, and was able to attack at such a short distance, so he had to endure a bit of the opponent's energy as well. In an instant, his face turned even paler, but no matter whether it was his expression or his pitch-black eyes, they were filled with an unyielding stubbornness that caused everyone to tremble.    

    

Zhang Fan lightly stomped on the ground as he dodged. With a low growl, he launched his attack yet again. The purple light from his cultivation technique erupted forth once more as his right hand slammed out towards his opponent.    

    

"You're overestimating yourself." Seeing Zhang Fan rushing towards him, Nie Xiao sneered once again. The martial power within his body surged out endlessly towards the outside.    

    

"Shattering Fist!"    

    

He originally wanted to play with Zhang Fan a little more, but since the other party was courting death, he would not be polite anymore.    

    

Zhang Fan's breathing was suppressed in an instant, and he clenched his right hand into a fist. This was amazing! Right now, Zhang Fan truly wanted to curse in rage. F * ck off!    

    

However, he did not waste any time on words. The crazy sword intent, together with Zhang Fan's stubborn will to fight, burst out like a flood. He was not the least bit afraid of Zhang Fan.    

    

Bang! With a loud sound, Zhang Fan was sent flying once again. He once again spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

The instant Zhang Fan landed on the ground, another ear-piercing sound rang out. Zhang Fangjian ruthlessly stabbed himself into the ground, causing his body to instantly stop in place.    

    

Zhang Fan raised his head and the cold light in his eyes became even deeper. However, if they were to see his submissive expression, Zhang Fan would probably disappoint everyone once again. This was because the Nie Xiao in front of them was not worthy at all.    

    

While his body was shaking, Zhang Fandi pulled out his sword and once again charged forward with gritted teeth.    

    

Every time that young man charged forward, he would be ruthlessly smacked flying. However, Zhang Fan would stubbornly stand up every time. Once, twice, three times, four times, Zhang Fan would grit his teeth and stand up. He was unyielding; everyone felt their blood run cold.    

    

Nie Xiao's eyes were slightly shocked as well. Just what kind of environment was needed to create the current Zhang Fan?    

    

Seeing Zhang Fan charge over once again, Nie Xiao's hand also became heavier and heavier. Zhang Fan also didn't know how many mouthfuls of blood he'd vomited. In short, Zhang Fan's black and red clothes had turned even redder.    

    

That was why many of the people present started to spit at him. In fact, many of them even turned around and left. That was because they truly could not bear to watch this sort of scene unfold.    

    

After standing up once more, Zhang Fan's body had become completely floating. However, he was still trying to find an opportunity to deal a fatal blow to his opponent.    

    

"Still coming?" Nie Xiao sneered. Zhang Fan's strength wasn't that strong, but his tenacious spirit was definitely not something an ordinary person could compare to. If Zhang Fan really was able to become a Martial General in the future, even if he was a Grade One Martial Warrior, Nie Xiao had a feeling that Zhang Fan was no match for him. This was also the reason why he wanted to kill Zhang Fan.    

    

However, even if he broke this rule, so what? The status of the Nie family in the Heavenly Star Kingdom wasn't any worse than the Dragon Martial Academy. Thus, he didn't have the slightest bit of fear.    

    

Zhang Fan didn't say anything. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't want to put his strength into this.    

    

The Core Formation stage still raged within him as he frantically absorbed the energy of Heaven and Earth in his surroundings. The violet light shifted once more, causing Zhang Fan's face to turn bloodless. As time passed, if he didn't find any more opportunities, he would definitely be the one to die.    

    

Zhang Fan walked forward very slowly, but he continued to walk step by step without the slightest pause. His pair of black eyes were staring at Nie Xiao, while no one else was by his side …    

    

If he could not even get through this hurdle, how could he help his father protect his family and reach the top of this world in the future? Since he could not step into this world, then he might as well die, so Zhang Fan being able to do this meant that he no longer cared about life or death. He was already a man who deserved to die, and there was nothing he could not do about it.    

    

However, even if he were to die this time, he would at least drag someone along with him …    

    

A resolute expression appeared on Zhang Fan's face. The violent Core Formation within his body became even more intense. The instant he was two meters away from Nie Xiao, Zhang Fan's speed suddenly increased explosively. This time, he was going to go all out. He would rather die standing than die kneeling … At this moment, Zhang Fan had a bloodthirsty look on his face. Even if he were to die, he should at least drag someone along with him.    

    

"I won't play with you this time around." A cold smile hung on the corner of Nie Xiao's mouth. He looked at Zhang Fan as if he was already a dead man.    

    

He opened his right hand, and a white shadow flashed by. Almost in an instant, Nie Xiao's energy soared. "Snow Wolf's Claws!"    

    

With that, Nie Xiao's right hand instantly opened up, bringing along a terrifying sharpness and an ear-piercing whistling sound as he clawed towards Zhang Fan's chest. If the other party hadn't dodged at all, he would have definitely penetrated Zhang Fan's chest.    

    

This time, Zhang Fan really didn't evade. It was just that at this moment, many images flashed past his mind. Feng Batian, Ouyang Xian`er, Wang Yao, perhaps they really wouldn't meet again in the future.    

    

The corner of his mouth even revealed a hint of a smile, and he opened his mouth a little. Perhaps there was no sound, but Nie Xiao, who was facing Zhang Fan, could clearly see that the shape of his mouth seemed to be, "Let's die together."    

    

But how could it be possible that the other party still wanted him to die with him in his current state? This was extremely laughable!