Chapter 1640 - Who Could Rival Him?
Jiang Tianyi and Nangong Xian struggled under Chen Fan’s strength. Before him, they were no more than dust, utterly incapable of resisting as he reached across space and dragged them out.
“Ah, Chen Fan, what are you trying to do?”
“What am I trying to do? Did you think I didn't know you were the ones pulling the strings behind the scenes? Hmph! You really take me for a pushover, don’t you? I’ll teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.”
Chen Fan didn’t show any mercy and crippled their martial arts, displaying unmatched brutality.
Their screams were shrill and endless, faces drained of all color.
“Ahhh, Chen Fan, you bastard, how dare you cripple me! You’ll die a horrible death!”
“Chen Fan, you’re dead for sure. Death is upon you! You devil, the sect elders will never forgive this!”
For cultivators, losing their cultivation was far crueler than death itself.
Jiang Tianyi and Nangong Xian had thought that their preparations were through, with ten Half-step Immortal Kings of the Apex Mystic Sect taking action. No matter how monstrous Chen Fan was, survival should have been impossible.
Unexpectedly, Chen Fan swept through them as easily as chopping firewood, erasing all ten Half-step Immortal Kings without effort. Worse still, he uncovered their hiding place and captured them alive.
“Keep cursing. Curse all you want. It won’t cost me a single strand of hair,” Chen Fan said indifferently, completely disregarding their cries.
“Apex Mystic City...” Chen Fan turned his gaze toward the Apex Mystic City. One palm strike followed, and the city gates exploded into fragments.