"Xu Fan..."
Zhou Jianjun's dark and oppressive weapon had already scared Xiao Lan to the point of losing all color in her face.
Zhou Jianjun and his gang had always been arrogant. Now, with their overwhelming numbers and the several dozen firearms aid at Xu Fan's head, it seed the only option left was to bow their heads in submission.
"Zhou Jianjun, if you want to make things difficult, then..."
Since ancient tis, a man's knees have housed gold; how could Xiao Lan bear to see Xu Fan suffer such humiliation?
Biting her teeth, she was determined to kneel in Xu Fan's place and bear the disgrace.
"Shut up!"
But before she could finish her sentence, Zhou Jianjun interrupted her harshly.
"Xiao Lan, what right do you have to speak to ? I told you to shut up, understand?"
"You!"
Zhou Jianjun's arrogant attitude caused Xiao Lan to tremble with rage, yet inside, she felt utterly helpless.
In such a situation, there was nothing she could do...
"Zhou Jianjun, you're courting death, do you know that?"
At that mont, suddenly, Xu Fan's icy voice sounded, his eyes full of killing intent, piercing through Zhou Jianjun like a sword.
This sharp energy unexpectedly made Zhou Jianjun flinch, as if a wave of extre cold had swept over his spine.
But he soon regained his composure.
Aside from tough talk, what else could Xu Fan do at this mont?
"Hahaha, Xu Fan..."
As he wildly prepared to mock him, suddenly, Xu Fan gathered his breath, and from his mouth, a white streak shot out like a sword, piercing straight ahead!
With a speed that could alarm the gods, the Qi Sword struck Zhou Jianjun's exposed throat before anyone could react!
With a slicing sound, the Qi Sword tore through Zhou Jianjun's throat as easily as if it were rotting wood, with blood spurting out like a fountain!
"You..."
Who could have imagined that a person could be killed between breaths?
The weapon in Zhou Jianjun's hand clattered to the ground as he clutched his blood-gushing throat, staring at Xu Fan with wide eyes. In less than three seconds, his gaze completely lost its vitality.
With a thud, he fell to the ground, dead.
"This... this..."
"Demon... demon... demon..."
The onlookers had never witnessed such a horrifying scene. Recalling the white breath Xu Fan had just exhaled, everyone felt a wave of goosebumps on their scalps.
At that mont, their eyes widened in terror as they took several steps back.
The capability Xu Fan had just revealed was beyond their comprehension.
To them, it was nothing short of a divine miracle!
Mixed sounds of dread and panic rose, turning the previously silent shooting range, where one could hear a pin drop, into a chaotic ss.
Xu Fan looked expressionlessly at the now-deceased Zhou Jianjun lying on the ground, his lips parting slightly to scoff, "Courting death."
An Innate expert could kill with a breath within several ters.
These days, sustained by the spiritual energy provided by two pieces of Jiuyang Warm Jade, he was not far from reaching the Innate Realm.
Perhaps it was not possible to condense a Breath Condensing Sword and take a life within tens of ters, but a few ters were still within Xu Fan's reach.
The mont Zhou Jianjun drew near, he was as good as dead.
His unyielding gaze swept over each person who had earlier pointed a weapon at him, and Xu Fan's lips twisted into a smirk, "Do you really think, with just you lot, you can strut around unchallenged?"
"You know nothing about power."
"You... what are you all afraid of!"
He Shaofeng had finally co back to his senses. Seeing Zhou Jianjun, who had just been alive and breathing next to him, now lying cold on the ground, the weapon in his hand began to quiver.
Xu Fan's Breath Condensing Sword had just about scared his n out of their wits, and now He Shaofeng, mustering his courage, bellowed.
"Afraid of what! He's just one person! We... we have guns! Guns!"
His attempt to rally morale at this mont hardly worked; instead, it just intensified the terror on everyone's faces.
Lots of people?
What's the use of having lots of people?
They could kill you with a sneeze; are you sure what you're holding in your hand is still effective against them?
You have no fucking idea about power!
"Fuck... Fuck this, I'm not playing anymore!"
By now, many of his terrified subordinates, with mournful faces, had thrown down their weapons, ready to run.
Xu Fan watched this, scoffing coldly.
"Whoever fucking dares to run, I'll take his damn life on the spot!"
With a clank, everyone's hearts seed to be gripped by a giant hand, and their breathing beca hurried.
Those who had attempted to flee, only to freeze up, now broke out in cold sweat, petrified and rooted to the spot.
"…"
All the cold sweat they were ever going to sweat in their lifetis seed to have poured out today. Seeing Xu Fan's icy gaze coming their way, He Shaofeng felt as if his legs no longer belonged to him.
Flailing wildly without a care for his life.
This guy still refused to let people go; it was clear he wasn't afraid of what He Shaofeng held in his hands...
"He Shaofeng, do you really think that the thing in your hand can subdue ?"
"If you're so tough, try making a move towards ?"
Xu Fan glared at He Shaofeng, pointing to his own head, and began to roar.
With a snap, the roar directly scared away He Shaofeng's wits. Crying miserably, he threw down what he was holding.
Fuck, this guy, is he a monster...
"Spare… Spare , I... I'm just a bit player..."
By now, tears had started to fall from He Shaofeng's eyes, hating himself for insisting on a policy of revenge.
A real man can be flexible; isn't that good enough?
Why did he have to act so stubbornly?
Xu Fan watched He Shaofeng trembling, the corner of his mouth slowly turning up.
"What? You're scared now?"
"He Shaofeng, when you wanted on my knees just now, you looked quite happy, didn't you?"
"I... I..."
He Shaofeng, looking miserable, started to slap his own face.
Having witnessed Zhou Jianjun's tragic death, he hesitated not a mont to say, "It's... it's all a misunderstanding, I... I was wrong, truly wrong!"
"Wrong?"
"Then why aren't you kneeling?"
At this mont, if Xu Fan asked He Shaofeng to eat shit, he would have licked it clean without hesitation, imdiately kneeling in front of Xu Fan.
Xu Fan snorted and turned his gaze to the people around him.
The sound of thudding could be heard constantly.
Wherever Xu Fan's gaze landed, figures would kneel down, overco by fear.
Faced with the choice between dignity and life, they clearly chose life.
In just a mont, those who had previously been arrogantly wielding weapons were now all kneeling before Xu Fan, trembling, not daring to lift their heads.
"Hmph."
Xu Fan humd emotionlessly and said, "Considering the virtue of life cherished by Heaven, today I can spare your lives. But if I see you again, I, Xu Fan, will surely take your dog lives!"
Withdrawing his gaze, Xu Fan then looked over to Xiao Lan.
Addressing the petrified Xiao Lan, Xu Fan's lips curled into a smile as he said, "Sister Lan, shall we go?"
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