I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

After An Lin was knocked flying by the bald man, Xuanyuan Cheng charged toward him again and attempted to use his Myriad Spirit Taichi Formation to trap him.

However, Xuanyuan Cheng felt as if all his strength had been exhausted after his formation took only two punches from the bald man.

Liu Qianhuan had already flown high into the air at this moment, and she waved her six-feathered staff, creating countless semi-transparent beams of energy which then rained down on the bald man below.

After a series of explosions, the bald man walked out from the dust and debris. His bald head was still as shiny as ever, reflecting the sun with a shiny glint.

“Holy f*ck! Not only are his agility and strength off the charts, but even his defenses are also strong! What kind of hacks is he using?” Liu Qianhuan’s eyes widened in shock.

A chill suddenly ran down her spine, and she retreated with all her might.

However, the yellow figure was even faster, and he instantly pounced upon her before mercilessly sending a fist flying her way.

Liu Qianhuan stared at the fist expanding in her field of vision and gritted her teeth as she gripped her staff in front of her, in preparation to take the attack head-on.

Right at this moment, a white figure appeared in front of her and an antique sword imbued with the power of Taichi struck the fist, thereby diverting it off its original course.

The gloved fist tore through the air, whipping up gale-force winds in its wake.

There was no way to completely nullify the power of such a powerful strike.

After diverting the fist away, Xuanyuan Cheng’s body received another heavy blow, and he stumbled back in retreat, looking very much worse for wear.

The bald man knew that Xuanyuan Cheng was the most annoying member of An Lin’s team and he immediately directed his attacks at him. Liu Qianhuan immediately set up a Prismatic Barrier in front of Xuanyuan Cheng.

“Flying Lightning Slash!”

Xu Xiaolan wielded her Dragon Sparrow Sword and slashed a streak of lightning toward the bald man’s right side.

Almost at the exact same moment, heaven and earth suddenly fell into darkness.

An Lin appeared on the man’s left, and his Evil-Slaying Sword slashed out in a lethal trajectory.

Second technique, Shadow Tiger!

The bald man’s expression instantly became serious as he detected a hint of danger.

Green Steel Claw!

He curled his fingers into claws as a brilliant green light burst forth from his hands.

Crack!

A crisp crack reverberated throughout the darkness.

The bald man’s right hand gripped onto Xu Xiaolan’s Dragon Sparrow Sword as lightning flashed around the blade, but it was unable to break free. Meanwhile, his right hand had latched on firmly to the blade of the Evil-Slaying Sword, and the pitch-black energy that was about to explode forth was completely restricted from imploding by his claw.

However, right at this moment, a scorching pillar of light pierced through the air and struck the bald man in the chest!

Boom!

The pillar of light dissipated slowly into countless specks of light.

Immediately afterward, An Lin and Xu Xiaolan both felt an extremely powerful force transmitted to their bodies through their swords, and they were both knocked flying.

Another resounding boom erupted, and the bald man once again appeared right in front of Liu Qianhuan. A hole had been blown into the clothes on his chest, revealing the slightly charred skin underneath.

“You managed to injure me, I’ll reward you with a punch!”

The gloved fist crashed down with mountainous force, giving Liu Qianhuan a sense of asphyxiation.

Right at this moment, Xuanyuan Cheng once again appeared in front of Liu Qianhuan…

The terrifying force of the punch caused the clouds above to dissipate and pulverized a mountain in the distance.

Xuanyuan Cheng and Liu Qianhuan both fell to the ground with blood streaming from their mouths.

“Xuanyuan Cheng, are you alright?!”

Liu Qianhuan ignored her own injuries and rushed toward Xuanyuan Cheng before supporting his body up from the ground with a horrified expression.

“I’m fine, don’t worry about me.” Xuanyuan Cheng struggled free from Liu Qianhuan’s arm. He gritted his teeth as he stood up, before wiping the blood from the corner of his lips. “It’s all my fault, everyone was injured due to my inability to hold him off.”

Liu Qianhuan fell into a daze at his words.

She stared at the man in front of him who stood up time and time again, with no concern for his own injuries, and her heart trembled.

What was she afraid of?

Afraid of picking up a sword? Afraid of remembering her past?

They were risking their lives to protect her.

But she didn’t even have the courage to pick up her sword and fight…

They were her companions, her true comrades!

Liu Qianhuan let loose a self-deprecating laugh. She was laughing at herself; at her own weakness and her own stupidity.

Boom!

A resounding boom sounded in the distance as the bald man shot forth toward Xuanyuan Cheng and Liu Qianhuan like a cannonball. He had clearly decided to prioritize them as his main targets.

In the face of such overwhelming power, Xuanyuan Cheng stood in front of Liu Qianhuan with a resolute expression as the projection of a yin-yang image appeared underfoot.

Perhaps this was the final punch he could take. But even so, he had to fight until the end in order to create opportunities for his comrades. He would fight on until the moment he died!

Crack…

Xuanyuan Cheng suddenly felt a biting chill erupting from behind him.

At this moment, the bald man had already appeared right in front of him and mercilessly threw a devastating punch.

Their surroundings were suddenly transformed into a world of snow and ice.

Blue ripples began to appear in the air, freezing the very air itself solid with the extremely low temperatures they created.

Liu Qianhuan swapped places with Xuanyuan Cheng as blue streamers danced on her snowy white skin.

She stood with her chest held high and a cold, regal expression on her face. Her purple eyes were filled with disdain as she took on the appearance of a peerless Sword Immortal.

The bald man’s body instantly stalled as his body was engulfed by the low temperatures.

However, this could only stall him for a short moment, and he soon broke through with brute force and continued to unleash his powerful gloved fists!

“Violent Snow!”

Liu Qianhuan exclaimed as she gripped her Great Ice Sword in her slim fingers. She swiped the sword up at the bald man’s gloved fists, and a huge mass of snow instantly permeated the space around them.

The bald man felt as if he had punched into a wall of cotton, nullifying all his power as extremely cold gale-force winds bombarded his body.

“Thick Frost!”

Liu Qianhuan’s Great Ice Sword flashed and stabbed toward the bald man’s heart.

At that moment, even the falling snow paused in the air and everything fell deathly silent.

Her sword was the only thing moving in this scene as it stabbed forward in a beautiful flash of blue, imbued with the power of extreme cold. It tore through the wind and snow and stabbed straight toward her foe’s heart.

Blood splattered onto the snow below.

Liu Qianhuan’s longsword had pierced through the bald man’s chest.

However, the tip of her sword had not yet come into contact with his heart as the blade of the sword had been gripped tightly by a gloved hand, preventing it from moving forward even a single millimeter.

Blood flowed along the blade and dripped down onto the snow, forming vibrant spots of red that soon dulled in color.

The bald man’s face had finally turned completely serious. “Great, you’ve managed to injure me again, let me reward you with another punch!”

His fist flew through the air as he shattered all of Liu Qianhuan’s technique through absolute strength! The devastating power imbued within his fist instantly shattered her Frosty Heavens domain.

Liu Qianhuan spat forth a mouthful of blood as her body flew into the air like a kite with severed strings. The sound of cracking bones and surging blood was audible to everyone around her.

Hope had appeared in Xuanyuan Cheng’s heart after witnessing Liu Qianhuan’s peerless swordsmanships, but his hopes were instantly shattered by the bald man’s brutal fists.

Even such powerful sword techniques were still unable to defeat him… this bald man was simply powerful beyond belief!

The bald man stamped on foot into the ground and shot through the air toward Liu Qianhuan in preparation for landing the killing blow!

Liu Qianhuan looked at the fist imbued with devastating power as despair finally welled up in her heart.

She knew that she wouldn’t be able to survive this punch!

However, right at this moment, a set of powerful arms suddenly encircled her slender waist, and her body was instantly transported to over a thousand feet away.

Boom!

The power of the bald man’s fist seemed to have almost punched a hole in the sky.

But he missed his target…

“Hehe… the hero comes to the rescue, let me smash that like button for you!” Liu Qianhuan smiled happily as she looked up at the man who had saved her. Streaks of blood were still smeared over her pale, intricate features, and her smile was both moving and tragic.

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“Sit back and watch me steal the show!”

The man placed Liu Qianhuan onto the ground as black mist poured forth relentlessly from his body.

The man was none other than An Lin, who had already activated the Origin Energy of the Netherworld.