Bold Witch, Don’T Hurt My Husband

Chapter 37: You can use it if you don't eat it!

"Dang dang dang~"

With the continuous sound of metal collisions, the battle on Xia Fan's side has entered a white-hot stage.

A black figure carrying an extremely sharp Sword Intent and heavy force is flipping and flying around the three-meter-tall giant. The speed is so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to keep up.

Each strike carries a tremendous force, and even though the giant has tough skin and thick flesh, he is starting to struggle to defend against the attacks.

"Roar~"

Teng Jun roars, and his body shakes with his mana, shaking Xia Fan away. His huge body is covered in grim sword marks, and black blood slowly flows out, indicating that he is seriously injured. If he weren't a cultivator with Gold Core cultivation and decent defense, he would have been cut into several pieces by now.

Xia Fan, who was shaken away, performs a nimble somersault and lands not far away. The red light in his eyes not only hasn't diminished, but has become stronger, with a more intense killing intent.

In just five seconds, he has already lost count of how many times he has struck the opponent, but it is difficult to directly kill him. It's worthy of being a cultivator one realm higher than him.

But he knows that if this continues, he won't be able to hold on much longer. Then, all the spiritual power in his body begins to gather on his long sword.

"Mountain Collapse!"

If this strike fails, he will die. Powerful spiritual power pours into the sword, causing it to vibrate.

"Drink!"

As Xia Fan sweeps his long sword, a nearly substantial sword qi slashes out. With a loud "bang," Teng Jun, the giant, is fiercely sent flying, and his body quickly returns to its normal size in mid-air.

With a parabolic trajectory, the broken body heavily falls to the ground, and a sword mark from the left shoulder to the right waist on Teng Jun's chest oozes blood.

"Pluh~"

Teng Jun, lying on the ground, spits out a mouthful of blood, and his breath rapidly declines.

"You..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a long sword is already held against his neck.

At this moment, Xia Fan's face is pale, and blood is dripping from the corners of his mouth.

His spiritual power has been greatly depleted, almost emptied. Moreover, the side effects of demonic transformation have caused him a splitting headache. It was fortunate that he barely made it through.

This is how the secret technique of the Demon Sect works. It is powerful, but almost all of them have side effects. Even if you invite a deity, it's no exception.

To obtain powerful strength, one naturally has to pay a corresponding price. That's why cultivators of the Demon Sect have the shortest lifespan among all cultivators.

"Gold Core. It seems like it's not that great, huh?" Xia Fan says coldly.

This is probably the first time he has encountered danger in a fight. After all, in the past, he was mostly in a stage of closed-door cultivation. Even if someone sparred with him, it was mostly senior cultivators like Xiao Fengshan and Lin Su.

Without any crisis, he naturally wouldn't feel oppressed.

"Pah~ Kid, I admit defeat today. Let's see how things go in the future!"

"The future? There won't be a future!" Xia Fan's eyes flash with a hint of coldness.

Although he is a "lying flat" youth and hasn't encountered any life-threatening situations, he can still distinguish things at least.

The person clearly didn't hold back just now. Xia Fan is certain that if he had fallen, the opponent would definitely have wanted to kill him. After all, killing intent cannot be concealed.

Seeing the killing intent in his eyes, Teng Jun immediately panics, "What... what do you want? I am Elder Sun's disciple from Nanfeng Peak. Don't go too far!"

Xia Fan doesn't pay any attention to such threats. Elder? His wife is even an ancestor. Looking at the entire Shanghai underworld... cough cough, looking at the entire Demon Sect, except for his wife, who the fuck dares to touch him?

"Heh~ Elder? If he has any dissatisfaction, let him come find me himself! As for you, take a break!" Xia Fan says.

After speaking, Xia Fan rotates his wrist, holds the long sword in reverse, and with one strike, pins Teng Jun to the ground. In an instant, Teng Jun feels his dantian being shattered, and his Gold Core, which he has cultivated for many years, is directly crushed.

"Pluh"

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, Teng Jun looked at his disappearing cultivation in disbelief, "You, you actually!"

In plain terms, Xia Fan still didn't have the heart to kill. The worldview formed in his previous life prevented him from taking action. However, not killing someone didn't mean he would let this person go.

With a 'swish,' the long sword was drawn out, and then swung forcefully, causing a gush of blood to spurt out.

Turning around and looking at the lackey in the distance, Xia Fan couldn't help but want to take action, but after assessing his own condition, he decided against it.

"Wuwa, take another bite!"

Saying this, he slowly left the spot. As for the consequences, whoever didn't agree could go find his own wife.

After he left, the man in the distance hurriedly ran over. Looking at Teng Jun on the ground, he was somewhat at a loss. Before he could speak, a gray light flickered and transformed into an old man in a gray robe.

"Elder Sun?"

"Master, Master, save me!"

The person who arrived was an elder from the Southern Peak. He had seen Xia Fan a few times before, but he had never made much of an impression.

Looking at his disciple, Elder Sun waved his hand, and Teng Feng's injuries immediately improved significantly.

"Consider this incident a lesson. Tomorrow, I will have someone send you down the mountain to live as an ordinary person!"

Hearing this, Teng Jun couldn't believe it, "Master, save me! I don't want to be an ordinary person. Help me seek revenge!"

For cultivators who were accustomed to having magical powers, how many could endure the pain of being an ordinary person?

However, Elder Sun ignored Teng Jun on the ground and instead looked up at the sky. After he finished speaking, a sword light flashed through the air and disappeared.

He had already arrived here before the two of them had determined the outcome of their battle. At that time, he wanted to teach his disciple a lesson. Others might not be aware of Xia Fan's identity, but he knew.

But before he could go down, he was stopped by a sword, the Izumo Sword. And since the Izumo Sword stopped him, it meant that the ancestor of Mirror Moon Valley didn't want him to interfere.

Fortunately, his disciple lost in the end, and it was fortunate that he was spared. This was already a happy ending. If Xia Fan had an accident, it would be hard to say whether the Demon Sect or the Southern Peak would still exist.

"A chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand, and a... cough cough!"

Feeling that this song didn't really fit the occasion, Xia Fan quickly stopped. A wild chicken in the left hand, a carp in the right hand, these were all things he casually caught outside the valley.

Mirror Moon Valley itself was located in a remote area, and there were many different kinds of animals. Although they weren't spirit fish, there were still quite a few of these new generations without spiritual intelligence.

Carrying today's spoils, Xia Fan slowly returned to the valley.

At this moment, he was completely clean, and his complexion had improved significantly after being splashed with saliva and spiritual liquid by Wuwa. As a man, he didn't want to bring his other side back home.

"Wife, I'm back!"

Under a distant willow tree, two stunning women sat facing each other. Lin Su couldn't help but smile lightly when she saw this, "Look, your husband is back. It seems like he's injured. Are you worried?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Shifei couldn't help but give her a glare, "Mind your own business!"

When Xia Fan approached, he noticed that Lin Su, this old sp, also furrowed her brows and asked, "What are you here for?"

"I heard someone was going to run away from home, so I came today to mooch a meal. You don't mind, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Fan couldn't help but feel a bit unreasonable. What business did she have interfering in our farewell banquet as a couple?

Then, he waved his right hand, and a banana appeared in his hand, "Here, take this. Hurry up and leave!"

"Why are you giving this to me? I don't eat it!"

"If you don't eat it, you can use it!"

The two women: ???

(End of this chapter)