Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2371: Chapter 2372: Nightmare-Quelling Powder

Upon these words being spoken, those few people couldn’t help but drastically change their expressions.

"Damn it, how dare you spew such arrogant remarks, you really have a death wish!" The leader roared in anger.

Though he said this, his body quickly retreated backward, and he gave a signal to his subordinates.

The subordinates, at his cue, swiftly launched several palm strikes towards Xue An.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by explosive sounds, fierce palm forces rushed straight towards Xue An.

The crux of the matter is that these palm strikes interlocked with each other, sealing off all of Xue An’s possible escape routes, firmly trapping him in the middle.

In the face of this obviously well-practiced combined strike, Xue An remained completely unmoved, not even altering the faint smile at the corner of his lips.

Seeing this, the man with the scar, the man with the pockmarked face, and the man with dark circles all had cold smiles appear on their faces.

In the face of their combined strike, this kid still dares to show off, what a death wish!

But at this moment, they saw Xue An slowly raise a single palm and push it forward.

In an instant, like a fierce wind had blown, it directly pushed back all the palm forces launched by the three men.

Not only that, under the overpowering force, the three men were sent flying back, barely stabilizing themselves after retreating dozens of steps.

Witnessing this scene, the leader’s face suddenly changed, and he shouted sternly.

"He’s tough, use the ultimate move!"

At the command, the three men immediately spread out and surrounded Xue An in the middle.

Xue An slowly lowered his raised palm, slightly raised his eyebrows, and with a half-smile, said, "An ultimate move? Based on what can you still have an ultimate move?"

The man with the scar snorted, although that earlier strike hadn’t harmed him, it had made his blood boil fiercely, so after hearing Xue An’s question, he sneered.

"Kid, we really didn’t expect you to have such capability, we got it all wrong, but do you really think this is enough to beat us? You’re too naive!"

"Oh? So you have more tricks up your sleeve?" Xue An said indifferently.

"Of course!" The man with the scar raised his head, full of arrogance, while his eyes flashed with light.

Because at this moment, the pockmarked face and the man with dark circles had quietly positioned themselves not far behind Xue An.

"Act!" The man with the scar suddenly shouted.

The three men simultaneously raised their hands, releasing three streams of white mist into the field.

This mist spread extremely fast, merging almost in the blink of an eye, enveloping Xue An firmly within.

As for the three men, they retreated rapidly, as if this white mist were an extremely terrifying existence, fearing even the slightest contact.

Only when they had withdrawn to a safe distance did the three of them let out a long breath and then sneered maliciously.

"Kid, no matter how powerful you are, what can you do? This is the Nightmare Suppressing Powder personally concocted by the Elder of Absolute Poison, even a Saint would lose all their battle power from a slight touch, for a mere Immortal Venerable like you, it’s an honor to use such a treasure!" The man with the scar sneered.

The leader’s expression was a bit grim, as he suddenly turned and gave the man with the scar a harsh slap.

Slap!

The slap left the man with the scar dumbfounded, covering his face asked, "Boss, why did you hit me?"

"I’m hitting you because don’t you know how extremely expensive this Nightmare Suppressing Powder is? How will we have enough for when it’s our turn if you use so much on this kid?" The leader said bitterly.

The man with the scar, feeling wronged, covered his face and dared not speak.

The pockmarked man smiled and soothed, "Don’t be angry, big brother, this kid is bountiful, just some Nightmare Suppressing Powder can be recouped!"

"That’s right, let’s hurry up, strip this kid of all his wealth, then head back to the Medicinal Workshop to seize those two beauties, that’s the main task!"

When the two beauties were mentioned, the man with dark circles couldn’t hide his excitement.

Upon hearing this, the leader’s anger subsided greatly, and he coldly said, "No more next time, you are not to waste anymore!"

"Yes!" The three responded in unison.

Inwardly, the man with the scar couldn’t help muttering.

The boss, he’s sure stingy!

But just as the stingy boss was about to disperse the Nightmare Suppressing Powder and capture Xue An.

Suddenly!

Amidst the white expanse of Nightmare Suppressing Powder, an awe-inspiring force surged up, shattering all the Nightmare Suppressing Powder into basic particles in an instant.

This sudden change left everyone startled.

And in their moment of distraction, a dazzling sword light flashed across.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

After three dull thuds, the heads of the man with the scar, the pockmarked man, and the man with dark circles all dropped to the ground.

Fresh blood spurted forth, splattering all over the nearby leader, yet he dared not move at all.

Because right at this moment, a hand, even slimmer and more delicate than a woman’s, had already gripped around his throat.

He had no doubt, should he make the slightest move, this hand would unquestionably snap his neck.

Thus he stood there, rigid, gazing at the cold-faced young man opposite, attempting to pull a flattering smile but finding he couldn’t muster it.

"Now, I ask and you answer. If your answers satisfy me, I’ll let you die quickly; otherwise, you’ll endure endless pain like them before your soul is utterly destroyed, understand?" Xue An coldly stated.

With his words, beams of light floated out from the bodies of the man with the scar, the pockmarked man, and the man with dark circles on the ground.

The leader’s eyes were filled with fright.

Because those lights were their souls.

What on earth was happening?

Why didn’t they immediately escape after their physical forms had been destroyed, and instead, they were being captured by this young man?

While he was still in confusion, a flame appeared suddenly between Xue An’s brows.

A flame close to pure white in color.

As soon as the flame appeared, it split into three strands, directly piercing into the three spirits.

There was no sound!

Because spirits cannot produce sound.

Yet despite this, the leader could clearly feel the extreme agony of his three subordinates.

Because their spirits twisted into pretzel-like shapes, becoming utterly grotesque.

But no matter how they struggled and writhed, they couldn’t stop the flame from burning within their spirits.

Gradually, their spirits began to turn transparent, flames spewing forth from every orifice.

The horrific sight left the stingy leader trembling all over, instilling in him endless awe towards Xue An.

Because now he didn’t even know what kind of cultivator this young man really was.

At first, his methods clearly resembled those of Body Cultivation, as he used his own palms to engage with three men.

Then afterward, he seemed like a Sword Cultivator, slicing off the heads of three of his subordinates with a single strike.