Chapter 7: Ambush, Hunting and Killing

  "It's exactly this time." The Bloodtooth Beast was heavily injured and on the verge of death. Fang Yan's mind stirred, this was the best opportunity to strike, not only could he deal a blow to his opponent, but also gain contribution points for cultivation.

  As Fang Yan's soft voice fell, Fang Yan jumped down from the thick branch, and his speed was accelerated to the extreme.

  "Mountains collapse style."

  Fang Yan let out a loud roar, and with a crashing mountain fist, he heavily pounded the Blood Tooth Beast.

  Bang!

  With a loud crash, the Mountain-Crushing Fist was unleashed. Fang Yan had already reached the realm of a first-rate grandmaster, with power capable of splitting mountains and opening up the earth. One punch, and the Blood-Toothed Beast's hard-as-iron skull turned into a cloud of bloody mist.

  "Ding, congratulations host for leveling up and killing enemies, obtained 10 points of merit value." The crisp and pleasant system prompt sounded in Fang Yan's mind.

  "Who is it, who dares to snatch our prey, can't bear the living." The Bloodtooth Beast was killed, and the young men and women surrounding the Bloodtooth Beast discovered that there were still people hiding nearby. Wang Hai felt extremely depressed, this was a slap in the face!

  "It's you, Fang Yan, the useless cultivator of the Fang family." Fang Yan turned around and looked at Wang Hai. The young men and women of the Wang family who were present were shocked to see Fang Yan, as if they had seen a ghost. Internal news had spread that Fang Yan was killed by Gao Jin, so how could he appear here?

  "Hey! Everyone's fine! Long time no see, I helped you kill this Blood Tooth Beast, is this how you treat your benefactor?" Fang Yan said with a shocking tone that was as familiar as ever.

  "Fang Yan, how did you end up here, and it seems like you've become even more formidable." Wang Hai suppressed the shock in his heart and asked Fang Yan.

  "How did I end up here? I don't even know how I ended up here." Fang Yan muttered to himself, his body subtly shifting towards Wang Hai without leaving any traces.

  Fang Yan approached Wang Hai, this move undoubtedly lowered the other party's vigilance towards him. If he were to start moving that third-level demonic beast Bloodtooth Beast now, Wang Hai and his group would definitely gang up on him.

  "Weren't you with Fang Ming? Did you get separated from them? If so, then come with us, it's safer on the road." Wang Hai said with a furrowed brow, his face full of kindness.

  "Alright, you take me to find Fang Ming. Once we return to the Fang household, there will definitely be benefits for all of you." Fang Yan said calmly, with a self-important air about him.

  "Kid, running into me is your death sentence." Wang Hai muttered to himself in his heart, thinking about how to get rid of Fang Yan on the way.

  Bang!

  At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and Fang Yan's fist struck Wang Hai's abdomen with a loud crash. Wang Hai's body flew backward like a human cannonball, spewing blood everywhere. With just one strike, he suffered severe injuries.

  "Fang Yan, you little beast! What do you want to do?" The Wang family's expert, Wang Hai, suddenly suffered a severe injury. The Wang family disciples who were still dealing with the Blood Tooth Beast's corpse immediately shouted at Fang Yan in anger, each of them picking up their weapons and charging towards him.

  "Today, all of you will die, including that wretched Wang Yanran, and you are just the first wave. Later, more disciples from the Wang family will come to join you." Fang Yan's face was cold and unfeeling, his eyes icy as he gazed at the crowd as if they were already dead.

  "Kill him, everyone together, kill this trash." The young master of the Wang family cursed non-stop and rushed to Fang Yan's side in the blink of an eye.

  Human-level top-notch martial skill, Collapsing Mountain Fist, has the power of collapsing mountains, is a very powerful close-range combat technique. If it were in the past, dealing with the royal family's Qi Refining stage six or seven cultivators, he would definitely have taken the initiative to attack first, but at this moment, the Collapsing Mountain Fist has reached the realm of a generation master, can turn decay into magic, and doesn't need to take the initiative to attack.

  Bang! Bang! Bang......

  The fact was just as Fang Yan had expected, these guys were not even his match, and once the collapse of the mountain fist was launched, the five of them flew out like cannonballs.

  "Damn it, how did this kid become so formidable?" The crowd was shocked, as someone who used to be an insignificant existence in their eyes had transformed into a fierce tiger.

  "Withdraw, withdraw quickly! This guy is a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator, how can he be so formidable?" Wang Hai was severely injured and discovered that Fang Yan was incredibly powerful beyond his imagination. He gave the order to retreat very decisively."

  The power of Mount Bao Fist is great; if it doesn't hit the brain, it can't kill a cultivator in the Qi Refining stage even with six or seven strikes.

  Fang Yan withdrew his fist and took out the ancient long sword from behind his back. With a light swing, he instantly brought up a cluster of dazzling blood flowers.

  "Ding! Congratulations, host, for obtaining six points of merit value." The cold system prompt sounded in Fang Yan's mind.

  "Pffft!"

  Fresh blood splattered, Fang Yan swung his sword again and pierced the heart of another young man. Until death, the young man's eyes still retained a terrified expression. Is this still the useless young master of the Fang family? He kills people without even frowning.

  Drawing his sword, Fang Yan stepped on a bloodstain and rushed towards another youth who had suddenly risen up.

  Fang Yan's sword continued to repeat the motion of drawing and sheathing, the system's pleasant prompt tone constantly echoing in his mind.

  "How dare you, Fang Yan, kill a member of the royal family! You will not get away with this, Yanyan's younger brother is not someone to be trifled with!" Fang Yan strode forward, and another cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining, seeing no way out, turned around and angrily rebuked him.

  "King Yanran, this cheap person, no need for you to say it, I will go find her myself. You should go down and accompany your companions instead. On the road to Huangquan, having a companion makes the journey less lonely." Fang Yan's cold smile continued unabated, disregarding his opponent's shock, as he raised his sword and struck, sending a perfectly good head flying into the air.

  "There are still two of you, do you think you can escape?" Looking at the two figures stumbling in the distance, Fang Yan's mouth curled up with a mocking smile, and then he chased after Wang Hai's escaping direction.

  "Fang Yan, do you really want to go to war with my royal family?" Fang Yan chased out dozens of feet away, and Wang Hai stopped escaping. With the support of a young woman, he glared at Fang Yan and scolded him.

  "The war has just begun, and from the moment you and Gao Jin joined forces to try and kill me, your fate was already sealed." Fang Yan sneered, and with a burst of energy, he launched a devastating punch at the young woman in the sixth stage of Qi Refining.

  "Fang Yan, don't kill me, I'm willing to be your woman." As soon as they clashed, the opponent's long sword was knocked flying, she knew she wasn't a match for Fang Yan, her body constantly retreating, trying to use her good looks to exchange for her life.

  "You think you can seduce me with your worn-out shoes? You'd better go die." The woman had a melon-seed-shaped face, a mole on her forehead, and a fiery figure. Unfortunately, she wasn't the kind of stunning beauty that could captivate the nation. With this kind of looks, she still dared to try seduction. Fang Yan coldly sneered and launched a counterattack, blasting her away with his third move of the Mountain-Crushing Fist.

  Fang Yan deceived the young woman in front of him, and with a flick of his long sword, there was a "pu" sound. The young woman fell into a pool of blood, her eyes wide open, her face covered in blood, filled with intense resentment.

  "Wang Hai, it's your turn now." Fang Yan turned around, sheathed his long sword and walked towards Wang Hai.

  Wang Hai knew he couldn't escape death, so he didn't run away. Instead, he confronted Fang Yan, his breath quietly brewing. Even if it meant dying today, he wanted to take a scapegoat down with him.

  Wang Hai swung his sword and chopped, while Fang Yan was fully exerting himself with the Collapsing Mountain Fist to actively meet him. Wang Hai's energy and blood were depleted, after five or six rounds of fighting, he was caught off guard by Fang Yan and punched flying.

  Wang Hai was already severely injured, and at this moment he was hit by Fang Yan's opening move, his chest caved in. His eyes rolled back, and he convulsed a few times before dying.