I Can Merge Techniques

Chu Fan’s grip on his sword tightened slightly, and one of his eyebrows twitched.

In Qing Province City, someone with the surname Zhang, who could make the Six Gates back down and the Fiery Sun Gang tremble, and whom even the Demon Suppression Guards had to address respectfully as "Young Miss"...

Who else could it be but Zhang Ling’Er, the Young Miss of the Zhang Family, the one who had the Medicine King Pavilion blacklist the Seven Stars Gang with a single command?

A playful smirk touched the corners of Chu Fan’s mouth.

’Talk about a small world for enemies!’

He never expected to run into this legendary Young Miss while hunting ghosts in the Wang Family Mansion.

A few days ago, Zhang Ling’Er had cut off the Seven Stars Gang’s supply of medicinal herbs to suppress them.

Chu Fan had expected a more thunderous follow-up and was even prepared for a direct confrontation.

But after that one blacklisting order, she had made no further moves.

"Official business?"

Zhang Ling’Er snorted, her gaze sweeping over the golden barrier.

Her red lips parted, her voice dripping with contempt and arrogance. "Official business for your Demon Suppression Bureau? With a few Divine Power Realm pieces of trash like you, you think you’re worthy of dealing with an Acupoint Realm expert?"

"What did you say?!"

The expressions on Zhao Qingyan and the other two guards changed drastically, their chests heaving with anger!

Their Cultivation was indeed at the Divine Power Realm, but the Demon Suppression Bureau was a sharp weapon of the state, its status transcendent.

They bled and sweat to protect their jurisdiction. When had anyone ever dared to call a Demon Suppression Guard "trash" to their faces?!

"Zhang Ling’Er! Don’t you go too far!"

Another young Demon Suppression Guard roared angrily, "This woman has undergone Demonic Transformation! If she escapes..."

"If she wanted to escape, could a bunch of trash like you even stop her?" Zhang Ling’Er cut him off, causing the faces of Zhao Qingyan’s group to darken even further.

Calling them "trash" with every other breath... when had the Demon Suppression Bureau fallen so low?

Did she really think the Zhang Family could do whatever they wanted in Qing Province?

Chu Fan, however, remained silent, his expression as impassive as still water.

Zhang Ling’Er couldn’t be bothered to look at them. With a flip of her delicate hand, a longsword that was crystalline from hilt to tip appeared, looking as if it were carved from solid ice.

In an instant, the temperature in the garden plummeted, becoming even more bone-chilling than the sinister cold radiating from the black-robed woman!

’This woman’s strength is impressive. I’ve made progress during my recent seclusion; she’ll be the perfect Trial Sword!’

Zhang Ling’Er tapped her toes on the ground and, like a proud ice phoenix, shot straight through the barrier, thrusting her sword toward the black mist!

As the sword lanced out, ice crystals formed in the air. The sharp Sword Intent aimed directly for the center of the black-robed woman’s brow.

"HEHEHEHEHEHE! You little brat, you talk big!"

The black-robed woman, already enraged by Chu Fan, saw another person rushing to their death—and a tender-skinned beauty at that. She laughed in her fury.

"Since you’re all in such a hurry to die, I’ll oblige you! If I get tired of devouring that ultimate Yang body, it’ll be nice to have a change of flavor!"

BOOM!

The black mist exploded outward. Countless tentacle-like streams of black energy surged wildly, not retreating but advancing to meet Zhang Ling’Er’s air-freezing sword strike!

The two tyrannical forces collided in the center of the garden, and the resulting shockwave instantly pulverized the surrounding rockeries!

As the two powerhouses clashed, Chu Fan, whom Zhang Ling’Er had been ignoring, slowly raised his head.

He watched the two entangled figures, and the Black Abyss Sword in his hand let out a low hum.

The next instant, his body blurred into a Residual Image. Instead of retreating, he shot forward like a cannonball!

The Black Abyss Sword trembled, thirsting for blood. A Blood-colored Blade Gang, so condensed it was almost solid, showed no distinction between friend or foe as it swept out with tyrannical power, slashing toward both combatants at once!

"Madman!"

A terrifying Evil Qi washed over them, its suffocating pressure making both Zhang Ling’Er and the Mutated Witch’s hearts clench.

This wasn’t trying to steal the kill; this was indiscriminate slaughter!

SWISH!

The Blood-colored Blade Gang tore through the air with a piercing shriek.

Under the threat of death, Zhang Ling’Er and the Witch acted with surprising tacit understanding. They disengaged instantly, simultaneously turning their attacks on the boy who had so brazenly barged into their fight, and unleashed a ferocious strike!

BOOOM—!!

Two terrifying streams of energy converged in mid-air:

One was bone-chilling Frost Sword Qi.

The other was a black Demon Fiend that corroded all it touched.

They instantly shattered Chu Fan’s Blood-colored Blade Gang!

Their momentum unabated, they twisted toward Chu Fan in the center like two flood dragons bent on annihilation!

At that moment, Zhao Qingyan and the others couldn’t help but cry out in alarm!

Facing the combined attack of two masters, Chu Fan’s eyes held only a mad battle lust. He didn’t dodge or evade.

BUZZ!

With a resonant hum like the toll of a great bell, the qi and blood in Chu Fan’s body roared to life.

The ethereal image of a complex and profound Golden Bell materialized out of thin air, completely enveloping him.

"Shenxiao Imperial Golden Shield!"

In the night, the Imperial Golden Shield shimmered with golden light and flashing Runes, making him look like an Unmoving Ming King.

RUMBLE!

The frost and the Demon Fiend slammed viciously against the Golden Bell, and a terrifying wave of Force erupted!

A visible shockwave swept outwards in all directions as fierce winds howled, sending sand and stones flying.

If Zhao Qingyan and the others hadn’t already put up a barrier and been desperately holding it, the aftershock from this blow alone would have been enough to level every building within a hundred-meter radius!

"He... he blocked it?!"

As the dust settled, Chu Fan stood within the Golden Shield, completely unscathed. Not even the corner of his robe was out of place.

"Who are you?!"

Zhang Ling’Er’s beautiful eyes were wide with disbelief as she stared at Chu Fan.

As the Young Miss of the Zhang Family, she was arrogant and had met most of the elites from the Demon Suppression Bureau.

But she had no impression of this handsome young man before her, who wore a common uniform and acted like a complete madman.

She had never seen such a young Demon Suppression Guard, let alone one so deranged as to dare attack both her and the woman who had undergone Demonic Transformation at the same time!

Zhang Ling’Er was about to question him, but she forgot...

On the battlefield, a moment’s distraction is a fatal mistake!

WHOOSH!

The combat instincts of the woman who had undergone Demonic Transformation were terrifyingly sharp; she was vicious and merciless.

In the instant Zhang Ling’Er’s focus wavered, the woman had already skimmed across the ground like a phantom, her body moving so fast she was nothing but a black shadow!

She brandished the pitch-black longsword in her hand, weaving an impenetrable Sword Net. The crisscrossing Sword Qi glinted coldly, instantly enveloping all of Zhang Ling’Er’s vital points!

’Not good!’