Chapter 637: Kill to Establish Authority

o not stay in the Red Moon Desert or some secluded blessed land to cultivate, but instead mingle with these ants… wouldn't that be seeking trouble for nothing and straying from the righteous pathBing...Although Lu Xiaotian was surprised, he wasn't too panicked. The horse-faced cultivator in front of him clearly had lethal intentions, but even at close range, if this man fought him, even a late-stage Jindan cultivator, Lu Xiaotian was confident he could hold his own. Not to mention that the horse-faced cultivator's cultivation seemed to be slightly inferior to his own.

A silvery-grey light flashed in his chest, and a piece of armor emerged from within him. It covered his chest solidly.

Ding dong, two crisp sounds. The ice-blue needle, as thin as a cow's hair, was like striking a piece of iron and bouncing back.

"This, what kind of magic weapon!" Seeing a silver armor float out from Lu Xiaottian's body, and his fatal blow fell short, the horse-faced cultivator couldn't help but be startled. He felt something was wrong, so he wanted to withdraw and feign affection.

But at this moment, from the palm of the black-clad man, wisps of azure flames flowed out like a stream. The bone-deep pain made the horse-faced cultivator cry out in agony. He slashed his left palm against his chest, and a thick ice armor several feet thick blocked the azure flames. He had already retreated several feet away. With his right palm, he swung wildly, but found that the azure flames were like something attached to his bone, impossible to shake off. The horse-faced cultivator hurriedly channeled a large amount of mana to force the azure flames clinging to his right hand outwards.

However, the blue flames also followed closely. A large amount of blue flame climbed onto the ice armor, and in a blink of an eye, the ice armor was shattered. Under Lu Xiaottian's control, other blue flames transformed into several fire lotuses and blocked the horse-faced cultivator from several different directions.

Cao Kun, who had been hiding in the secret room all this time, was overjoyed. He had been bored in the secret room for a long time, but he was too weak alone. At this moment, the mysterious black-clad man from his memory reappeared. Cao Kun, who always treated the Hou Mansion as his own home, couldn't contain himself any longer. Although the black-clad man was powerful, he was only one person. If he added his Di You Dog, he could perhaps intimidate some malicious cultivators. Cao Kun gritted his teeth and walked out of the secret room.

Di You's dog carried Cao Kun toward the direction of the fight. Two other cultivators hidden in the shadows, both with golden core realms, watched this scene with trepidation. Although the battle was fierce, it wasn’t overly intense. The man in black appeared effortless, clearly holding back. But the cultivator with a horse face was flushed red, a clear sign of overexerting his magic power.

At this time, onlookers were still unaware of the danger. Only the monk with the horse face knew how terrifying these blue flames were. Once touched, it would take a huge amount of mana to drive them off. The destructive power was astonishing. Even with his cultivation level, he couldn't hold on for long. Often, just as he managed to remove some of the blue flames from his body, the man in black controlled several strands of flame to block him, and more flames crawled up his legs and arms.

Seeing the terrified expression of the horse-faced cultivator, Lu Xia Tian was quite satisfied with the power of the Fan Luo Spirit Fire. This Fan Luo Spirit Fire originally had a menacing aura. Since it combined with the Silver Leaf Bodhi Tree and received the baptism of the Buddhist chants and Taoist spells within the Town Demon Tower, its original terrifying destructive aura had faded, becoming calm and appearing like ordinary flames. However, only those who were immersed in it could truly understand the horror of the Fan Luo Spirit Fire. The horse-faced cultivator before him was not weak. If Lu Xia Tian wanted to defeat him solely through spells, he would have to put in a lot of effort, possibly even needing to use the Soul Devouring Technique along with his own magic power to kill or seriously injure him, similar to how he dealt with the Silver Orchid Bandit. However, after he refined the Town Demon Tower, in close combat, the Fan Luo Spirit Fire alone was enough to make the horse-faced cultivator struggle to cope.

After having a preliminary test of the power of the Vermillion Lotus Flame, it was indeed not something that ordinary Jindan cultivators could easily deal with. The most important thing was that using the Vermillion Lotus Flame did not consume much mana. There were several other Jindan cultivators within this Zhenwei Hou Mansion who were watching from the sidelines; it wasn't advisable to drag things on for too long. Lu Xia Tian nimbly darted through several azure fire lotuses. Taking advantage of the horse-faced cultivator's time gathering mana, he slapped his palm against his heart.

Pfft, the Ma-faced cultivator, grievously injured, was sent flying by Lu Xiaotian's palm strike, blood gushing from his mouth. Lu Xiaotian tapped his toes on the ground, and already he was soaring into the air.

“Ice Armor!” In a moment of crisis, the horse-faced cultivator roared, sacrificing a ninth-grade defensive spirit talisman. A layer of chilling ice armor enveloped the horse-faced cultivator, but the Vairocana Spirit Fire that had already touched his arm was not blocked by the ice armor. Surrounded by this ice armor, the horse-faced cultivator’s situation was far from good.

A ninth-rank defensive spirit talisman is indeed rare. The higher the rank of the talisman, the harder it is to make. Lu Xia Tian let out a cold snort, A ninth-rank defensive talisman is nothing more than a slightly sturdier tortoise shell.

As Lu Xia Tian's divine consciousness moved, a pair of silver-gray boxing gloves appeared in his hands. He held them tightly, and his fists rained down on the ice armor like drops of rain.

In the blink of an eye, he had struck dozens of times. Aside from Lu Xia Tian's heavy punches, a large amount of Fan Luo Spirit Fire gushed out, almost completely enveloping the Ma Lian cultivator. Under repeated attacks, the ice armor was pounded by Lu Xia Tian, cracking several times. The Fan Luo Spirit Fire directly drilled into the cracks.

Although the horse-faced cultivator was protected within an ice armor, he was still dazed by the powerful fist force. Before he could react, Fan Luo's spiritual fire drilled into the cracks of the ice armor. The burning pain, like that of a soul being scorched, caused the horse-faced cultivator to wail again.

The entire fight was over in a flash. Cao Kun, riding on the Di You dog, just arrived from the secret room and witnessed a scene that made his blood boil. The arrogant horse-faced cultivator who had run amok at Hou Mansion was now showing signs of defeat. Only to see the black-clad man flip upside down, placing both hands on the horse-faced cultivator's head and twisting it with all his might, directly ripping off his head.

"Good!" Cao Kun roared excitedly, grabbing the head directly from its neck. This kind of fight, similar to mundane earthly brawls, was also a strange source of encouragement for cultivators.

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Lu Xia Tian reached out and with a beckon, the binding rope that was restraining Huang Shen Nian, now lacking its master’s control, was directly taken by Lu Xia Tian. Huang Shen Nian was freed from his restraints and quickly knelt before the black-clad figure, bowing his head in gratitude. However, when he lifted his head again, the figure above him had vanished without a trace.

Lu Xia Tian carried the dead head of the horse-faced cultivator, flying through the air with eyes wide open. This truly shocked some cultivators who had malicious intentions and were in the Golden Core stage.

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But Lu Xia Tian wasn't finished yet. He reached out and threw the head towards Cao Kun who was rushing over. "Hang these heads up as a warning to the bandits. Anyone who dares to run wild in Marquis Zhenwei's residence will meet this fate!"

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“Good!” Cao Kun stood up, his face full of excitement. Although this man in black was cold and taciturn, his actions were so decisive that it was truly refreshing.

"Whoever dares to enter the Hou Mansion will die Such bold words!" At this moment, a burly man with a national character face and a yellow headband on his head sneered.r" the old man asked.“It could be considered acquaintanceship, but our connection isn't particularly deep.” Lu Xiaotian’s face showed a reminiscing expression. This dated back to when Lu Xiaotian had...