Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

At this moment, a fear that he had never felt before arose in the heart of the man in black robe.

He originally thought that his strength was enough to sweep Lin Fan away, but he did not expect that in such a short fight, he would fall into such a predicament.

He thought to himself, "This Lin Fan is no small matter. If I can escape alive today, I will have to re-evaluate his threat."

Lin Fan, on the other hand, was staring intently at the black-robed man's every move.

His voice was cold, like ice piercing the bones: "Black robe man, do you think you can escape with such a small trick? Today I will not only defeat you, but also make the Killer Hall pay the price."

The man in black robe was furious when he heard this, but he also knew that fighting head-on was not a good idea.

A cunning look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his voice carried a hint of bargaining: "Lin Fan, there is no hatred between you and me. What happened today was just a misunderstanding. If you are willing to let me live, the Killer Hall will definitely reward you handsomely in the future."

Hearing this, Lin Fan laughed loudly, his voice full of disdain and contempt: "A generous reward? How could I take the methods of the Killer Hall seriously? What happened today is just a cleanup of the martial arts world, to let those who harbor evil thoughts understand that the righteous path cannot be violated."

After saying that, the Qiankun Axe in Lin Fan's hand shone brightly, and he used the "Phantom Trace" move again. The axe shadow came like a violent storm, covering the sky and the earth.

The man in black robe panicked and retreated quickly, but it was too late.

There was a flash of silver light, and the axe shadow went straight through his chest, knocking him down heavily.

In Lin Fan's hands, the power of the Qiankun Axe has reached an unprecedented peak.

The light from the axe seemed to be able to tear the sky and the earth apart. At that moment, time on the entire battlefield seemed to stand still.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the axe that was about to fall, and there was a suppressed tension in the air.

Although the man in black robe was covered in wounds, he still tried to struggle to get up under the cover of Lin Fan's axe light.

A gleam of despair flashed in his eyes, and he forced a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. He cursed his own powerlessness and the unfairness of fate in a low voice.

He gathered the last bit of his energy in his hands, trying to form a protective barrier, even if it was just a tiny bit of resistance.

However, Lin Fan's axe light was like a punishment from heaven, and would not allow anything to stop it. There was no hesitation in his eyes, only determination and resolution.

As he swung his arm, the Qiankun Axe brought up a storm, carrying endless power and anger, and chopped down fiercely.

The moment the axe light touched the ground, it was as if the whole world was shaken. The huge force dragged the black-robed man and everything around him into this irresistible attack.

A wide gully appeared in the ground, as if it was cut by the wrath of the gods, and the surrounding air was distorted.

When the dust settled, the figure of the man in black robe had disappeared, leaving only a bottomless crack, symbolizing his complete destruction.

Lin Fan slowly retracted the Qiankun Axe. The axe was still surrounded by ember-like light, but his eyes revealed a hint of fatigue and sadness.

The scene became quiet, and the remaining members of the Killer Hall finally realized how terrifying and powerful Lin Fan was.

Their originally fierce eyes now all turned into fear and confusion.

Lin Fan turned around, his eyes sweeping across the hesitant enemies. His voice was like an echo from hell, resounding through the sky: "The black robe is dead. The remaining enemies are left to you."

These words were like the cold wind in the winter, piercing through the bones and heart. After Lin Fan finished speaking, he looked at the other guards behind him.

The guards' morale soared, and they rushed towards the other members of the Killer Hall with weapons in hand.

These people who seemed to have low cultivation levels at ordinary times suddenly became murderous with Lin Fan in charge.

The other gang members of the Killer Gang on the opposite side all fled.

However, no matter how fast they ran, they were not as fast as Lin Fan's Qiankun Axe.

Lin Fan's words were like a sharp sword, piercing through the courage and faith of the remaining members of the Killer Hall.

The guards behind him charged forward, roaring like a group of awakened lions.

Their shadows lengthened in the sunlight, and every step they took seemed to contain infinite power.

Under Lin Fan's encouragement, these soldiers, who might have been just ordinary guards under normal circumstances, now displayed extraordinary combat effectiveness.

There was a determination gleaming in their eyes, and the weapons in their hands were wielded with the force of wind and thunder. Every blow hit the target accurately, and their murderous intent was overwhelming.

At the same time, the remnants of the Killer Hall have completely lost the will to fight.

They fled in panic, only to find that Lin Fan's cold eyes seemed to be watching their every move all the time.

The fear in their hearts came like waves, wave after wave, suffocating them.

During the escape, some members of the Killer Hall tried to organize a counterattack, but in the face of Lin Fan and his guards' iron-blooded methods, these resistances were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and were futile.

The bravery of the guards, coupled with Lin Fan's occasional attacks, almost plunged the members of the Killer Hall into the abyss of despair.

The battle lasted for a while, and the members of the Killer Hall fell one by one. Some were shot dead, while others were captured and detained, awaiting subsequent trial.

The battlefield was covered in blood, with corpses scattered all over the place, and it was a mess.

When the last member of the Killer Hall who tried to escape was chopped down by Lin Fan's axe, the battlefield finally returned to a moment of peace.

The sunlight filtered through the clouds, illuminating the battlefield and the bloodstained faces of the guards.

Lin Fan stood in the center of the battlefield, holding the Qiankun Axe. His figure was like an unshakable mountain, firm and majestic.

He turned around and faced his guards with a satisfied smile on his face. "You all did a great job."

When the guards heard Lin Fan's praise, they felt a surge of pride in their hearts.

They shouted Lin Fan's name loudly, and the sound echoed throughout the battlefield, as if to spread the joy of victory to the entire world.

Jin Buke looked at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with emotion.

It turns out that when many cultivators compete against each other, the key to victory or defeat lies not only in their cultivation level but also in their momentum.

The guards under Lin Fan had cultivation levels of only the third or fifth level of Qi Refining at most, but the cultivators at the peak of Qi Refining from the Killer Hall on the opposite side were surprisingly vulnerable.

The Killer Hall gang was completely wiped out after winning the first battle.

Lin Fan led everyone back to Yunzhou City.

Amid the flying dust, the guards following behind Lin Fan looked tired, but there was a glow of victory in each of their eyes.

This is an extraordinary light, which not only represents victory, but also an affirmation of the will to live.

Lin Fan knew that this battle was just the beginning and was far from over.

After arranging the guards for Yunzhou City, Lin Fan brought Jin Buke and Jiang Shuiling back to Xueting Village.