Su Fan cultivated for an unknown amount of time. As soon as he refined a pill, he would continue to take another. If he ran out of attribute pills, he would buy more in the game, and he only stopped when he broke through to the Kaiyang realm.
"So this is what the Kaiyang realm feels like."
After breaking through to the Kaiyang realm, Su Fan immediately understood the difference between Kaiyang and Yaoguang.
The difference was not in the amount of true qi, but in its quality. In the Kaiyang realm, true qi had undergone a qualitative change, transforming from gaseous to liquid, and its power had greatly increased.
The most important point was that he could now project his true qi externally, allowing him to use more moves from the Vertical and Horizontal Arts.
BOOM!
A loud noise erupted from Su Fan's courtyard, startling him.
"What's going on? Are they tearing down my house?"
Su Fan was utterly confused. What could possibly make such a racket?
With a sense of bewilderment, Su Fan got out of bed and walked towards the door.
Opening the door, Su Fan saw a group of people outside, and Su Dongsheng lying on the ground, severely injured.
"Uncle Su!"
Su Fan was shocked and rushed over to check on Su Dongsheng's condition.
He saw a sword wound on Su Dongsheng's chest, deep enough to expose bone, with blood gushing out. Su Dongsheng's face was pale, and he was coughing up blood.
"You broke through?"
Su Dongsheng smiled faintly and asked when he saw Su Fan emerge.
Su Fan nodded while taking out healing pills and hemostatic medicine.
"Do you have the confidence to defeat them?"
Su Dongsheng ignored his own injuries and was concerned about whether Su Fan's strength was enough to deal with the people before them.
Su Fan had once said he would defeat them in half a month, but now less than two days had passed. He wondered if Su Fan was confident.
"Uncle, please don't talk. Let me heal you first."
Su Fan poured the hemostatic medicine onto Su Dongsheng's wound as if it were free and fed him a top-grade healing pill.
"You still haven't answered whether you can beat them. If you're not confident, hurry and leave." Su Dongsheng only cared about whether Su Fan's current strength could handle the situation. If not, escaping was the most important thing.
"No problem, don't worry. Not one of them will survive!"
Su Fan assured Su Dongsheng.
Su Dongsheng immediately nodded with relief.
As for why he believed Su Fan, it was because Su Fan had brought him too many surprises.
The miraculous pills, his performance in the inheritance ground, each time exceeded Su Dongsheng's expectations. He believed that this time, Su Fan would also exceed his expectations.
"You are Su Fan?"
Hei Wuchang asked Su Fan expressionlessly.
"Who did this?"
Su Fan did not answer him. Instead, he looked at everyone expressionlessly and asked softly.
Except for a few old men, Li Jun and Wu Yun, and others, felt a tremor in their hearts at Su Fan's gaze, an inexplicable chill creeping over them.
"This old man was sparring with him. Injuries are inevitable," the Sword Slave said.
"Is that so? This junior also wishes to spar with senior. Swords are blind, senior, you must be careful!"
Having found his target, Su Fan immediately launched a fierce attack on the Sword Slave.
The Hundred Refinement Saber in his hand emitted a dazzling purple light, which was the entanglement of Vertical and Horizontal qi.
"Horizontal Style, Mountain Splitting, Sea Breaking!"
Su Fan slashed down with his saber, unleashing a purple blade energy tens of meters long that descended from above the Sword Slave's head.
It seemed identical to Su Dongsheng's move.
The Sword Slave also did not take Su Fan's move seriously. He raised the Taihe Sword in his hand and lightly unleashed a sword energy.
The sword energy collided with the blade energy, emitting a dull thud. The sword energy dissipated directly, while the blade energy was completely unaffected.
The Sword Slave was shocked and quickly blocked with the Taihe Sword in his hand.
The blade energy struck the body of the Taihe Sword. The Sword Slave felt as if he were being crushed by a mountain. The heavy blade energy made his legs tremble uncontrollably.
With a boom!
The Sword Slave knelt directly on the ground, and the blade energy dissipated.
Blood flowed from the Sword Slave's hands, and the Taihe Sword was broken into two pieces, which the Sword Slave held in his hands.
"This... How... Impossible..."
The Sword Slave could not believe it. The Taihe Sword, a sword renowned for its hardness, was actually broken!
"You injured my uncle. I crippled your hands. Do you have any objections?"
Su Fan said indifferently to the Sword Slave.
"Impossible... Impossible!"
The Sword Slave could not accept this outcome. How could a junior surpass him in strength? How could the Yaoguang realm defeat the Kaiyang realm? They were not on the same level!
"You are just..."
The Sword Slave suddenly froze. It was only then that he noticed Su Fan's strength.
"Kaiyang realm!"
This young man was actually a Kaiyang realm martial artist!
A genius even stronger than that young master of the Long family?
The Sword Slave finally realized that Long Jianchuan had not died in vain.
"Even if you've entered the Kaiyang realm, you can't be my opponent. I've been in the Kaiyang realm for over twenty years! Sword Control Art!"
The Sword Slave was unwilling. Admitting defeat to a junior was more unbearable than killing him.
The Sword Slave beckoned with his injured hands, and four treasured swords from his sword case floated up.
Hei Wuchang's indifferent expression shifted.
This old fellow, after so many years of interaction, he hadn't realized he had such a hidden move. He had even obtained the personal cultivation technique of the Qingyan Sword Sect.
"Sword Control Art!"
Ye Yongxing exclaimed in surprise.
Clearly, he also recognized the origin of the technique the Sword Slave was using.
Su Fan's expression was indifferent, his gaze towards the Sword Slave like that of a dead man.
Under the Sword Slave's control, the four treasured swords shot towards Su Fan.
"Uncle, lend me your saber."
Su Fan said to Su Dongsheng behind him.
"Take it!"
Su Dongsheng threw the Mad Saber in his hand to Su Fan.
Wielding two sabers, Su Fan immediately met the Sword Slave's attack.
"Horizontal Style, Single Flash Slash!"
Su Fan crossed his two sabers in front of him, true qi coiling around them. The moment he unleashed the attack, his feet suddenly accelerated.
With a flash of saber light, Su Fan appeared behind the Sword Slave as if he had teleported. The saber light passed through the Sword Slave like a straight line.
Clang clang clang!
The four treasured swords were directly cut down by Su Fan and fell to the ground.
"Impossible..."
The Sword Slave muttered to himself, still unwilling to believe he had lost.
Pfft!
The Sword Slave's arms were severed from his forearms, and a large amount of blood gushed out. A huge wound, reaching into the bone, appeared on his chest.
The Sword Slave immediately fell straight to the ground, a legend perishing.
Hei Wuchang frowned.
Su Fan's strength far exceeded his expectations. He could easily kill the Sword Slave.
He was only surprised by Su Fan's strength, but he was completely indifferent to the Sword Slave's death.
"Brother Ye, help me capture this brat!"
Hei Wuchang no longer underestimated Su Fan. He joined forces with Ye Yongxing to capture him in one fell swoop.
"Alright!"
Ye Yongxing did not refuse. Could the three veteran Kaiyang realm experts not capture a newly promoted Kaiyang realm cultivator?
"Su Fan, if you're not confident, leave. When you are powerful enough, you can seek revenge on them."