Chen Fan's expression was calm. He knew he was surrounded.
"Chen Fan, you can't escape!" a voice came from the front, tinged with mockery.
Chen Fan snorted coldly, a flicker of sword light appearing as he twitched his longsword. "Is that so?" he said indifferently.
The crowd slowly closed in around him, each face bearing a cruel smile. "Die!" someone shouted, charging forward first.
Chen Fan's figure suddenly blurred, like a phantom. Before the charging assailants could react, an afterimage flashed past. Immediately after, blood splattered, and screams erupted. Several powerful figures instantly collapsed, a slender trail of blood appearing on each of their necks. A single sword strike to the throat!
Everyone was stunned. They hadn't expected Chen Fan's speed to be so incredible, or his swordsmanship so ruthless. "Kill him! Don't hold back!" someone roared. The remaining powerful figures charged again, this time far more cautiously. However, Chen Fan was simply too fast, moving so quickly that they couldn't even track him.
He seemed to transform into a streak of light, weaving through the crowd. Each sword thrust claimed a vibrant life. Blood stained the ground, and dismembered limbs lay scattered everywhere. Screams, roars, and the clang of weapons blended together, creating a scene like hell itself.
In just a few short minutes, dozens of powerful figures had fallen to Chen Fan's sword. Chen Fan's body was also stained with blood, but his expression remained blank, like a killing machine. When the last enemy fell, the entire space plunged into deathly silence.
Chen Fan sheathed his sword and stood upright, his indifferent gaze sweeping over his surroundings. Those once arrogant and domineering powerful figures now lay as cold corpses. He felt no pity whatsoever, for these people had come to kill him. He who kills will be killed.
He glanced at the distant sky, where powerful auras were rapidly approaching. It seemed the true VIPs were about to arrive. Chen Fan did not choose to flee; instead, he stood quietly in place. He knew some things were inescapable.
He was eager to see who would show up this time!
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