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Chapter 868 - 868 868 Your End is Only Death

868: Chapter 868 Your End is Only Death 868: Chapter 868 Your End is Only Death Hearing the conversations around her, Murong Wan didn’t feel much, but instead thought Bai Xiaofan was truly incredible.

Meanwhile, Bai Xiaofan appeared as though he had just realized something important.

Without considering much else, he picked Murong Wan up and dashed madly down the mountain.

Just as the two of them turned around, they ran into members of the Dragon Shadow who had rushed over.

Although Bai Xiaofan only passed them in a blur, the Dragon Shadow members on this mission still recognized him.

Instantly, they speculated that whatever had happened here was most likely related to Bai Xiaofan.

After all, in today’s Dragon Shadow, there shouldn’t be many people left who hadn’t seen Bai Xiaofan’s photograph.

“You idiot brother-in-law!

What are you doing?”

Feeling the scenery on both sides flash by rapidly, Murong Wan asked in confusion.

“It’s probably Old Zhan and Xue Ru—they must be in trouble!”

Bai Xiaofan didn’t explain much to Murong Wan and simply gave her a quick response.

Truthfully, Bai Xiaofan himself wasn’t certain.

He simply had a suspicion.

That person earlier mentioned that there was also fighting at the Return Peak.

Based on the timing, Old Zhan and Xue Ru should have been descending the mountain by now.

If these Black Magic Clan members were sent by Li Qiu, then it’s highly likely he also sent people after Zhan Xing and the others.

Judging from the strength of the assassins sent to kill him and the ones sent to ambush Murong Wan in the restroom, it was highly likely that all of Li Qiu’s assassins this time were Nascent Soul Stage cultivators or above.

Zhan Xing was a cultivator, but his cultivation was only at the early Nascent Soul Stage.

Facing one or two ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators wouldn’t have been a concern.

But what if the assassins sent were as numerous as those here and numbered seven or eight?

And among the assassins, what if there was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?

If all of this turned out to be true, just as Bai Xiaofan was speculating, then he knew that Zhan Xing and Zhan Xueru were likely already in grave danger.

Reaching a secluded spot, Bai Xiaofan decisively used the “Shrinking the Ground into an Inch” technique and disappeared from the scene.

At the same time, on the mountain road of Return Peak, Zhan Xing’s clothes were already soaked in blood.

Behind Zhan Xing lay Zhan Xueru, collapsed on the ground, also covered in blood and already unconscious.

“Who sent you?

Why would you target my daughter?”

Zhan Xing, holding a broken sword, glared at the five men in front of him and questioned them sternly.

“Heh heh, who we are doesn’t concern you.

All you need to know is that today is the day you and your daughter die!”

A man with a scar on his face among the five scoffed disdainfully at Zhan Xing’s question as he spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, the five men attacked again.

Despite their confidence, the scar-faced man and his companions dared not be careless.

Earlier, one of their allies had already been kicked off the cliff by Zhan Xing.

Zhan Xing was gravely injured at this point.

During the last assault by all of them, in order to protect Zhan Xueru, he had been slashed several times.

Yet, even as he looked at the unconscious Zhan Xueru, Zhan Xing showed no signs of retreating.

Planting his feet firmly, he raised the broken sword in his hands and hacked fiercely at the incoming assailants.

Though Zhan Xing was formidable, unfortunately, the men before him were just as Bai Xiaofan had anticipated—they were all Nascent Soul Stage cultivators or higher.

Most notable of them was the scar-faced man, who had reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Stage.

With the methods of the Black Magic Clan, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator alone was already enough of a challenge for Zhan Xing.

Splurt!

A streak of blood spurted violently from Zhan Xing’s left shoulder.

Immediately after, another sword plunged into Zhan Xing’s abdomen.

In an instant, two more swords inflicted heavy wounds on Zhan Xing.

Yet Zhan Xing managed to swing his broken sword with all his might, slashing off one of his opponent’s left arms entirely.

“No…”

Staggering backward, Zhan Xing took one step after another.

When he saw one of the enemies thrusting a longsword directly at Zhan Xueru’s heart, he cried out in sheer terror.

Splurt!

However, to Zhan Xing’s anguished scream, the scar-faced man and his group only responded with cruel, gloating smiles.

The longsword aimed at Zhan Xueru stabbed deeply into her body.

“Damn you all!

You deserve to die!”

Seeing his daughter stabbed in a vital spot, Zhan Xing ignored his own injuries.

Staggering forward, he raised his broken sword and attacked the scar-faced man and his crew with fury.

“Worthless scum, go die with your daughter!”

Seeing Zhan Xing charging toward them, the scar-faced man sneered and cursed.

Together with his companions, he moved against Zhan Xing in unison.

Never mind Zhan Xing in his current severely injured state—he wouldn’t even have stood a chance in his peak condition against them.

“How dare you!”

At this moment, a thunderous roar exploded like a bolt of lightning in the ears of the scar-faced man and his group.

Before they could react, an overwhelming force descended upon them.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out.

The scar-faced man felt as if a truck had slammed into them, and they were helplessly flung backward.

“Ah…”

Their screams pierced the air.

In an instant, the scar-faced man’s crew was gravely injured.

Aside from the scar-faced man himself, the others fell off the cliff to their doom.

“Y-You… how are you here?”

The scar-faced man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, clutched his chest, and stared at the suddenly appeared Bai Xiaofan with horror.

Wasn’t Bai Xiaofan supposed to be at Hao Ran Peak, fighting his comrades to the death?

How had he appeared here in the blink of an eye?

“How I got here isn’t something you need to know.

All you need to understand is that whoever provokes me, Bai Xiaofan, will end up dead!”

Murderous intent flashed in Bai Xiaofan’s eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step and kicked the scar-faced man squarely in the face.

Bang!

The scar-faced man’s body flew through the air like a ragdoll.

Before he could utter another word, he died on the spot.

“Xueru… Xueru…”

“Brother-in-law, hurry and come look at Xueru, she…”

At that moment, Zhan Xing’s anguished cries and Murong Wan’s frantic calls reached Bai Xiaofan’s ears.

In just a few steps, Bai Xiaofan arrived beside Zhan Xueru.

Seeing her lifelessly cradled in Zhan Xing’s arms, Bai Xiaofan’s heart sank heavily.

Especially when he noticed the bleeding wound near her heart, a shadow of sorrow flashed in Bai Xiaofan’s eyes.

“Old Zhan, step aside.

Let me try something!”

Though he held little hope, Bai Xiaofan still spoke to Zhan Xing.

Gently taking Zhan Xueru from him, he placed her flat on the ground.

Zhan Xing, knowing of Bai Xiaofan’s abilities, naturally did not object.