The Thunder Dragon Sword let out a dragon's roar as the sword array's light and shadow spread out in the air. The violent lightning blade was like a torrential rain, enveloping Fan Jian within a radius of five meters. Ning Yun clenched his pink fist excitedly. He was full of confidence in his sect's ultimate move, Berserk Lightning Blade. When the girls of Yujia saw such a powerful move, their faces couldn't help but pale. They couldn't help but close their eyes. The power of thunder and lightning was extremely powerful. Who would dare to block the might of the heavens? Even Wu Yanshou was secretly shocked. Even if he were to face such a berserk trump card, he wouldn't dare to say that he could easily block it.

However, the club and Shi Tai were very confident in Fan Jian. They believed that an attack of this level was not enough to injure him. Furthermore, Fan Jian had not used his ultimate move, and Chu Jun had already used his ultimate move.

Fan Jian shook his sword and slanted his sword towards the sky. He drew a circle of swords and then another sword. His movements did not seem slow. However, countless sword tips appeared around him in an instant. The tip of the sword became denser and denser. In the end, he saw endless halos of sword tips. His entire body was hidden within the sword light. When the lightning blade of the thunderstorm touched the tip of the sword, it was as if a stone had struck into the water, and the ripples dissipated after a few rounds.

Ning Yun opened his mouth in surprise. What kind of sword technique was this?

Chu Jun was also secretly shocked, but he did not panic. Fighting endurance was his specialty, so he activated the lightning spirit power in his dantian and the Berserk Lightning Blade bombarded down even more crazily. Fan Jian's sword danced even faster. Unexpectedly, circles of the Xiantian Eight Trigrams Diagram faintly appeared, turning all the lightning blades down one by one. The pale white lightning flashed brightly. It was as violent as the raging waves of the nine heavens. Rings of sword light resembled autumn moons and flat lakes. The raging waves poured into the flat lakes and immediately became silent. The waves weren't shocked. The gorgeous scene caused everyone present to be dumbfounded.

"Looks like I've underestimated this guy!" Chu Jun thought to himself. After a long time, he couldn't help but have a good temper. With a combination of spells, he shouted, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

The Light Shadow Sword Formation in the sky suddenly merged together. The explosive lightning aura rapidly condensed, and its power rapidly increased tenfold. Following a deafening sword cry, the lightning dragon sword slashed down crazily.

"Ah!" Yu Jia and the other girls cried out in alarm. Seeing such a domineering sword strike, Aunt Shi and the hammer couldn't help but raise their hearts. They no longer looked as confident as before. However, Ning Yun was overjoyed. He proudly waved his pink fist and secretly said, "This sword has not broken the slut's Eight Trigrams Sword Formation!"

Buzz! The dots of sword light that enveloped Fan Jian also abruptly dissipated. The circles of Xiantian gossip suddenly formed a big gossip and quickly enlarged.

Boom! With a shocking explosion, the Thunder Dragon Sword slashed violently onto the Big Eight Trigrams with the might of wild thunder, instantly tearing apart the Eight Trigrams Diagram. Chu Jun was slightly shocked. Just as he was about to withdraw the Thunder Dragon Sword to prevent Fan Jian from being injured, an extremely dangerous omen suddenly appeared in his heart.

Chi! With a slight slash of the void, purple light flashed in the broken gossip, and an incomparably fast tip of the sword pierced straight towards Chu Jun's chest. It was extremely fast as a purple aura came from the east.

"Jun …!" Ning Yun's heart skipped a beat. Although this terrifying sword strike wasn't aimed at her, the unstoppable sharpness still infected her.

Chu Jun hadn't expected that Fan Jian would actually be hiding such a powerful killing move. The incomparably sharp sword energy almost reached his chest in a flash of purple light. A single tip of the sword actually contained an invincible will. Could this be the legendary sword intent?

Chu Jun had no time to think. At this moment, the sword was not in his hand, so it was impossible for him to dodge faster than this sword. He could only forcefully shout and punch at the tip of the sword with his left fist.

Lightning spiritual energy, Blazing Sun Divine Power, and Moon Fierce Divine Power surged out from the tip of their fists at the same time. Hiss! The fists made sharp explosive sounds as they rubbed against the air. A spear came out of thin air.

Burst gun! In the face of danger, Chu Jun actually twisted the three different attributes of power together and sent out a unique skill of the Second Layer of the Blazing Sun Formula, the Explosive Spear.

The tip of the spear was facing the tip of the sword. With a light sound, the purple tip of the sword cut through the three-colored spear and exploded after advancing three inches. Boom! This loud explosion was several times more powerful than the Myriad Swords Returning Sect, and it was completely covered by rubble and mud within a radius of more than ten meters.

"Brother Jun!"

"Young Master Chu!"

"Bitch!"

The shockwave of the explosion caused the faces of the people twenty to thirty meters away to ache. The unlucky hammer was also smashed into the calf by an egg-sized stone, causing the guy to jump on one foot.

As the dust dispersed, everyone anxiously looked over, and the surroundings immediately went completely silent. Chu Jun maintained his stance of lunging forward and punching. The sleeve of his left hand was completely shattered, naked to his shoulder. Blood was still dripping from his fist, and a pit nearly three feet deep appeared one meter in front of him. Fan Jian's face was pale. The broken sword was slanted to the ground beside his feet. Three feet behind him was the Thunder Dragon Sword. The hilt of the sword was still buzzing.

The baseball mallet and the abbess revealed ecstatic expressions as they laughed, "Win, be free … Ugh!"

Ning Yun hatefully glared at the two of them, startled by Little Witch Ning's obscene aura, the baseball mallet and abbess decisively shut their mouths. Ning Yun hurriedly rushed over and examined the wound on Chu Jun's fist with distress. Chu Jun smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

"He even said that he's fine. He's bleeding!" Ning Yun's eyes turned red. Chu Jun couldn't help but grin. Ning Yun pouted and said, "You can still laugh!"

Fan Jian walked over expressionlessly. Ning Yun's apricot eyes immediately widened as he protected Chu Jun like a female tiger protecting a calf. Fan Jian looked at Chu Jun with a complicated expression and asked, "What is your last move?"

Chu Jun smiled and said, "Three stacks of explosive spears!"

Fan Jian's pupils constricted as he said in a deep voice, "Why do you have three attributes of power?"

Chu Jun casually spat out two words, "Secret!"

"I'll be hanging out with you in the future!" Fan Jian said indifferently.

Ning Yun's pair of big eyes instantly widened as he shouted, "Brother bitch, didn't you win?"

"Bullshit, come and meet the new boss!" Fan Jian said without turning his head, but a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

The big hammer and Shi Da exchanged a glance. The bitch had lost. The two of them walked over dejectedly and weakly shouted, "Boss Chu!"

Ning Yun was instantly overjoyed. So it was Brother Jun who won. Chu Jun smiled and shook his head, "This competition doesn't count. I'll give you two months. How about we compete again?"

Fan Jian's eyes lit up, but he immediately shook his head and said, "If it weren't for your mercy just now, I would have already lost my head. I'm willing to admit defeat. In the future, you, Chu Jun, would be our boss!"

Chu Jun's eyes revealed a look of approval as he smiled, "Two months should be enough time for you to comprehend the sword intent you obtained today. When that happens, the chances of you defeating me will be extremely high. Do you really give up?"

The hammer and the abbess couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Bitch, you finally understand?"

Fan Jian nodded and shook his head. He said to Chu Jun, "Fan Jian never goes back on his word!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but be respectful. He patted Fan Jian's shoulder and said, "Alright, then I won't be pretentious!"

Fan Jian grinned and said, "Actually, I still have to thank you. If it weren't for the oppression of the Ten Thousand Swords Return Sect, perhaps I wouldn't have been able to touch the threshold of sword intent in a few years or even decades!"

Chu Jun laughed and said, "This is an opportunity. Congratulations, bitch!"

Fan Jian couldn't help but roll his eyes, "In the future, our three brothers will follow the boss. You will be responsible for eating, drinking, and sleeping!"

"It's easy to eat and drink. La Sa, scram away!" Chu Jun said. Ning Yun couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the hammer followed with a silly laugh.

Chu Jun tilted his gavel and said, "Fat cow, do you want to fight as well?"

The big hammer scratched his head and said, "Even a bitch can't beat the boss. I'd better not make a fool of myself. You'll be my boss in the future. As long as you care about food and shelter, I'll sell you this 300 jin!" As he spoke, he patted his muscular chest.

Chu Jun's gaze turned to the bald man with a friendly face. He smiled and said, "Don't think that I can compete with you in forging weapons. If you refuse to accept it, beat me until you accept it!"

Shi Tai chuckled and said, "I'm convinced. Even bitches and baseball mallets are convinced. How can I not be convinced? I've always relied on them to protect me from corpses in the wilderness!"

"Since that's the case, then everyone will be brothers in the future. With me, Chu Jun, I will definitely not lose your share!" Chu Jun Zhengrong said.

Ning Yun chuckled and said, "We really don't know each other until we fight!"

The three of them touched their swollen cheeks at the same time and smiled bitterly at each other. Chu Jun took off the contract collar around the club and Shi Tai's neck, glanced at the eager Wu Yanshou, and simply removed his contract collar. Wu Yanshou couldn't help but be overjoyed. He hurriedly said, "Thank you, Master Chu!"

Chu Jun warned, "Originally, I was going to release you in half a year's time. However, if I use this method to restrain you, you won't be willing to accept it. I'll let you go now. However, don't think about escaping. Otherwise, you will know the consequences!"

"Hehe, boss, don't worry, I will look after him!" The big hammer chuckled. Both Shi Tai and Fan Jian looked at Wu Yanshou with ill intentions. In the past few days, Wu Yanshou had used the name of Ning Yun to oppress them.

A layer of sweat oozed out from Wu Yanshou's back as he chuckled, "Don't worry, Master Chu. I promise not to escape!"

"That's the best!" Chu Jun nodded.

Because Fan Jian had accidentally touched the threshold of sword intent, in order for him to better comprehend it, he didn't rush today. He sat quietly for an entire morning and then fought with him in the afternoon. He used the Berserk Lightning Blade to simulate the oppressive scene. He could occasionally use sword intent once or twice out of ten times.

He stayed in place for three days, cultivating in the morning, fighting with Fan Jian in the afternoon, and then "fighting" with Ning Yun in the stream at night. He lived a comfortable life.

On the third day, Fan Jian's sword intent had already been successfully released three or four times. During this time, Chu Jun gave Shi Tai two of the remaining Origin Establishment Fruits. As a result, he succeeded in Foundation Establishment at the late stage of Spirit Condensation. They were extremely envious of him and the others. However, the Origin Establishment Fruits were only useful for cultivators below Foundation Establishment. They had eaten them for nothing.

On the morning of the fourth day, the group of people set off once again, heading towards the depths of the wilderness of the continent.