So, pick on the soft persimmons, the defining feature of a Nascent Soul in the Guixu is the complete lack of the aura that a normal Nascent Soul possesses...
The military marquis leading the troops didn't hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, "Fire arrows!"
Actually, before he could even lift his hand, a stealthy arrow had already shot straight at Li Fan's face from the shadows behind him.
Luckily, Li Fan was also quick-witted. With a flick of his fan, he blocked the arrowhead, and with a flick of his wrist, he sent out a gust of wind, bisecting the marquis and a dozen or so camouflaged bowmen hiding nearby.
"Hey! You're not allowed to take action! These are my prey! Hahahaha!"
The grizzled fellow was so into the fight that he threw his sword over to chase Li Fan away. In just a short while, he had been brawling with his iron fists, turning the elite armor-clad soldiers around him into flattened cans, with brains splattered and blood flowing!
