Lu Fan was cultivating when he suddenly sensed something was amiss. He opened his eyes and saw a person flying down from the peak.
The newcomer was already in his sixties, dressed in a daoist robe, and standing on a treasured sword. His face was contorted with anger, his wrinkles seeming to tremble with rage.
"Boy! Hand over my things quickly, and I'll leave you a whole corpse!" Seeing Lu Fan sitting there, Zhu Han immediately understood and roared at him.
"You... you must be Zhu Han! As expected... not as handsome as me!" Lu Fan watched Zhu Han chase after him, not panicking at all. Since he had been discovered and couldn't escape, there was no use in panicking. It was better to face it calmly.
"Bah! Brat! Stop your nonsense. Take out my things quickly." Zhu Han's face was full of anger. With a swish, he grabbed his treasured sword, adopting a posture that threatened to kill Lu Fan if he didn't comply.
"If I hand it over, will you not kill me?" Lu Fan suddenly asked calmly.
"Hmph! Dream on. If you hand it over, I'll leave you a whole corpse," Zhu Han snorted coldly.
"I think you're a big idiot! Whether I hand it over or not, I'm still going to die. Why should I give it to you! Come and take it yourself if you have the ability!" Lu Fan said, rolling his eyes.
"You're seeking death!" Zhu Han was so angry he almost fainted. This kid was too infuriating. Who wouldn't want to add a few more lines if they had the chance? It wasn't easy being a background character!
Whoosh... The treasured sword in Zhu Han's hand instantly stabbed towards Lu Fan. Swish... a streak of sword energy sent the surrounding snowflakes flying, creating a surprisingly beautiful scene. However, beneath the beauty lay a palpable killing intent.
Bang..., Lu Fan's Luoying Sword also shot out, and instantly, snowflakes danced wildly between the two of them, completely obscuring their figures.
Whoosh...! Lu Fan was blasted back over ten meters by a surge of energy. His eyes searched through the swirling snow for Zhu Han's silhouette.
Swish... Lu Fan suddenly felt a killing intent above him and instantly thrust his treasured sword upwards. Bang... another loud collision. Lu Fan felt a powerful force pressing down on his head, like a mountain. However, he managed to hold it up.
"Boy! You... you've reached the Soul Realm at such a young age? Hmph! What a pity, you're going to die here today." A flicker of surprise flashed in Zhu Han's eyes. This kid, who looked no older than twenty, had actually reached the Soul Realm. One had to know that only the innate disciples in Kunlun Palace had such exceptional advantages. How had this kid achieved it?
"Hmph! If I told you I haven't reached the Soul Realm yet, would you be even more surprised!" Lu Fan said with a cold laugh.
"Not reached the Soul Realm?" Zhu Han was even more astonished. Impossible, this kid was definitely talking nonsense. How could someone not in the Soul Realm withstand his attack? He had been in the Soul Realm for decades, with almost no rivals within the same realm. Let alone someone not in the Soul Realm!
"Today, no matter what your realm is, you are doomed!" Zhu Han's mouth twitched. If this kid hadn't reached the Soul Realm, then he had to die even more today! Otherwise, the future consequences would be endless!
Whoosh... The great sword in Zhu Han's hand instantly transformed into more than a dozen sword shadows, hacking wildly at Lu Fan.
Swish swish swish... Lu Fan immediately employed the Chasing Wind Art, dodging swiftly. His Luoying Sword occasionally retaliated.
This Chasing Wind Art was something he had only just cultivated last night. He had practiced for just one night, and unexpectedly, he was using it today. Furthermore, it was thanks to this Chasing Wind Art that he could deal with Zhu Han's great sword with ease.
Zhu Han hadn't expected Lu Fan's footwork to be so fast, making his usually proud swordsmanship somewhat ineffective.
"Tch! A Soul Realm expert! Nothing more than this!" Lu Fan curled his lips and said calmly.
"Kid, if you have the guts, don't run. Let me hack you a few times!" Zhu Han was almost driven mad and blurted out.
"I think you're just a big idiot! Fine, I won't bully your weak intellect. How about we have a fair fight? You hack me three times, and I'll hack you three times. Let's see who can kill whom. What do you say?" Lu Fan said, looking at Zhu Han with disdain.
"Good! Kid! What's said cannot be taken back!" Zhu Han was immediately delighted. Hmph, he called me a big idiot, I think you're the big idiot. You're asking for death!
"Alright! I'm younger than you, so you have to go easy on me and let me hack you first!" Lu Fan said, raising his Luoying Sword.
"Wait a minute! Why should I go easy on you? Respect the old and love the young, respect the old first, you should go easy on me! Hmph! Let me hack you first!" Zhu Han immediately waved his hand.
"Fine! I'll let you old geezer have this one. You go first!" Lu Fan said indifferently.
"Hmph! Then you die!" Zhu Han was overjoyed. He swung his great sword with all his might and chopped down at Lu Fan.
Lu Fan hurriedly swung his Luoying Sword to meet it. Bang... with a loud crash, Pfft... Lu Fan's leg directly buckled to the ground. Fortunately, he had managed to withstand the blow.
"Alright, it's my turn!" Lu Fan gritted his teeth, propped himself up with his sword, and said.
"Alright! Your turn!" Seeing Lu Fan kneel on one knee, a glint flashed in Zhu Han's eyes. Hmph, he definitely wouldn't be able to withstand the next sword strike, he had to kill this kid.
"Get ready! Here I come, watch how I chop you in half with one sword!" Lu Fan said, whirling his sword in his hand three times rapidly, then whoosh, he slashed down at Zhu Han.
Zhu Han sneered coldly and fiercely met the attack with his great sword.
Clang... With a crisp sound, Lu Fan's sword almost flew out of his hand. Lu Fan himself took a step back.
"Hmph! With just these few moves, you want to kill me! You're far from it! Watch how I split you in half!" Zhu Han sneered, raising his great sword again, whoosh... he chopped down at Lu Fan. This time, he had used 120% of his strength, confident he could split Lu Fan in two!
Lu Fan seemed to have made up his mind. He adopted a horse-riding stance, covered the Luoying Sword with both hands, gritted his teeth, and thrust upwards.
Bang...... The two swords collided, sparks flying. With a dull thud, plop...... Lu Fan knelt on the ground. However, his sword still stubbornly blocked Zhu Han's great sword.
"Alas! Damn it! If only I had used a little more strength." Zhu Han stomped his foot in frustration. He almost slapped his thigh. Damn it, it was just a little bit short!
"Old geezer! Watch how I split you in half." Lu Fan gritted his teeth, struggled to stand up after holding on for a few moments, but still pointed at Zhu Han and cursed. No matter what, his imposing aura was absolutely maintained.
"Good! Stop dawdling, hurry up!" Zhu Han said impatiently.