If Xuanyang Venerable just walked away, Jiang Fan would have no time to settle accounts with him.
As misfortune would have it.
He returned, and maliciously wanted to take advantage of Jiang Fan's weakness to kill him!
Jiang Fan could find no reason to spare him.
Not a single one!
Xuanyang Venerable clutched his severed arm, his old face trembling as he retreated to Qingde's side, saying: "Good disciple, quickly save your master!"
"Block him for me!"
He himself then rose into the air, attempting to escape.
Jiang Fan casually waved his hand, and the Nascent Soul Power of the Second-stage Nascent Soul condensed into a huge, illusory palm.
It slapped him down from the sky!
This scene made Qingde's pupils contract: "Second-stage Nascent Soul!"
Elder Xiang's face was solemn, with a trace of regret.
He should have stopped them just now.
Since this person could drive away Black Moon Venerable, his strength must have reached the level of Four Apertures Nascent Soul.
