"I will kill you bastard," The Demonic Cultivator yelled, trying to free his halberd, but Gu Fan's grip was like a snake, he couldn't even budge it.
Gu Fan nodded.
"Sure... But before you do that, tell me."
"Do you have more than three spirit stones?"
"What?" The demonic cultivator lost his mind to Gu Fan's words, "Have you gone completely insane out of fear?"
"I will put you out of your misery. Die, you pathetic coward!" The demonic cultivator roared with a sadistic smirk, kicking off the mud and leaping high into the air, bringing his heavy steel halberd down at Gu Fan's neck, going for the kill.
But Gu Fan didn't even bother to look up or draw his sword, and just as the blade descended on his neck, Gu Fan raised his right hand like a flash and caught it barehanded right in mid-air.
"What?!" The demonic cultivator gasped loudly, his eyes widening. His attack did not even scratch the surface of Gu Fan's skin.
