I Can Merge Techniques

"What?"

Zhang Ling’er’s heart leaped in shock. Her delicate body trembled as she spun around, her beautiful eyes locking onto Chu Fan, filled with disbelief. "You’re Chu Fan?"

’The same Chu Fan? The insignificant mouse I was planning to toy with in a game of cat and mouse?’

Seeing her most trusted and capable guard being publicly humiliated as if he were a mere child, a fiery rage consumed Zhang Ling’er. Her pretty face flushed crimson and her chest heaved violently. She spun around, ready to abandon the Mutated Witch and charge at Chu Fan!

’Idiot.’

Chu Fan scoffed internally, sneering at Zhang Ling’er’s actions.

Zhang Ling’er was already weaker than the Mutated Witch, yet she still dared to act on impulse. In the middle of such a perilous battle, she had now exposed her unguarded back to an enemy for the second time!

Just as he expected, the moment she turned, a red light flared in the Mutated Witch’s eyes, her vicious glare intensifying.

The Black Sword in her hand was like a venomous snake that had been lying in wait. It struck silently toward Zhang Ling’er’s long, fair neck!

The strike was fast and vicious, the angle exceptionally cunning. If it found its mark, Zhang Ling’er would undoubtedly perish!

CLANG!

In the nick of time, a large, ancient shield covered in strange, cyan Runes materialized out of thin air. With a flash of Spiritual Light, it automatically defended its master, firmly blocking the Witch’s fatal strike with a sharp metallic ring!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Her strike having failed, the Witch didn’t pause. Her figure blurred into an Illusion as she circled Zhang Ling’er. The sword in her hand moved faster and faster, unleashing a torrential storm of attacks, every single one aimed at a vital point.

But no matter where she moved or how cunning and venomous her Sword Techniques became, the sentient cyan shield, possessing its own Spirituality, would automatically sense and block every single attack without fail!

’So this is the kind of trump card that members of a Noble Family with a deep heritage possess...’

Firmly protected by the cyan shield, Zhang Ling’er let out a small sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She shot a disdainful glance at the Mutated Witch who was powerless against her, then whipped her head around to glare at Chu Fan, her beautiful eyes blazing with intense killing intent.

Meanwhile, the guard, Qing Ling, also grew solemn.

Facing this young genius, already famous before he had even officially set foot in Qing Province, she finally cast aside her earlier disdain, no longer daring to be the least bit careless.

She held her longsword horizontally in front of her. Forming her left index and middle fingers into a "sword finger," she slowly slid them across the blade.

As her fingers passed over it, the ordinary longsword instantly turned fiery red. Roaring flames erupted from the blade, radiating an oppressive wave of heat!

At the same time, the aura around her surged dramatically!

The powerful momentum of the Third Heaven of the Acupoint Realm burst forth without reservation, pressing down on the surroundings until the very air seemed to stagnate.

Zhao Qingyan, who was maintaining the barrier, frowned at the sight. She opened her mouth to reprimand them but swallowed her words before they could escape.

She was also genuinely curious to see just how powerful Chu Fan truly was.

After all, Chu Fan was someone Lord Nangong held in such high regard.

’He could even withstand a strike from Princess Zhaohua. Surely he won’t be killed by a few opponents from the Acupoint Realm... right?’

"Hmph!"

Qing Ling snorted, her entire body becoming wreathed in roaring flames. She looked like a goddess of war emerging from a fire, her presence awe-inspiring.

Her figure flashed, transforming into a streak of fire as she brought her sword down upon Chu Fan’s head!

The Sword Momentum was ferocious, carrying with it the power to incinerate everything in its path!

A pillar of fire shot into the sky, illuminating the pitch-black night!

The power of this strike was truly astonishing.

Even the woman who had undergone a Demonic Transformation couldn’t help but look at Qing Ling with apprehension, momentarily halting her own attack!

But to Chu Fan’s enhanced perception, granted by the Spirit Array Map of the Demon Dragon Celestial Spirit Scripture, Qing Ling’s seemingly swift attack was actually rather slow. Every one of her movements was clearly discernible!

SWISH!

Instead of retreating, Chu Fan advanced. His footwork shifted, his body leaving a clear trail of Residual Images as he rapidly closed the distance and seized a tiny opening Qing Ling exposed in her swing.

He jabbed with his left hand, a sharp finger-strike derived from the Nine Nether Yellow Springs Finger. Condensing immense force, it struck Qing Ling’s throat like a bolt of lightning!

"Ugh!"

Qing Ling’s eyes bulged, her face twisting in pain. She instinctively clutched her throat with her left hand as her breath hitched. The longsword in her right hand lost all its momentum, and she stumbled backward, unable to complete the strike.

Pressing his advantage, Chu Fan spun like a top. The Black Abyss Soward in his hand swept out with unparalleled power as he unleashed, "First Calamity of the Blood Prison, Broken Soul!"

The blade wind howled.

The Evil Qi soared to the heavens!

The tangible Sword Gang, condensed from the surging Evil Qi, radiated a heart-stopping chill that made everyone’s hair stand on end!

As his ferocious strike was about to descend, Qing Ling, her throat throbbing with pain, could only hastily raise her flaming longsword to desperately parry the blow...

BOOM!

The two blades clashed violently once more, and a deafening explosion erupted!

Qing Ling let out a pained scream as the immense force sent her flying like a meteorite. She crashed heavily into the house Chu Fan was staying in, instantly causing it to collapse!

The flaming longsword was knocked from her grasp, flying through the air in an arc before stabbing into the ground a short distance away with a solid THUD.

The entire area fell deathly silent...