621: Chapter 690, Broken Spear!
621: Chapter 690, Broken Spear!
The spear tip of the red tasseled long spear lunged fiercely, forcing Fang Yi to fend it off with the shaft of his arrow, but this ti, a dark force atop the spear tip snapped the shaft and thrust directly at Fang Yi’s chest.
Just as the mont was critical, Fang Yi reached out and grabbed the shaft behind the spear tip, blocking the advance of the red tasseled long spear.
Even so, Fang Yi’s chest was still pierced, blood seeping out.
Mao Yanfeng revealed a hint of a cold smile from the corner of his mouth, “As long as you’re not at the Heavenly Level, no matter how you struggle tonight, it will be in vain,” his voice conveying smugness.
“I’m not dead yet, aren’t you celebrating a bit too early?” Fang Yi said.
The next mont, Fang Yi grabbed the shaft, forcefully pushed, and the spear tip was abruptly forced back by Fang Yi.
At the sa ti, Fang Yi shouted sharply, shifted his body to the side, and pulled the long spear backward.
Mao Yanfeng revealed a disdainful smile, knowing that Fang Yi was trying to take his weapon, which was retractable.
Thus, Mao Yanfeng pressed a button on the handle, and the long spear swiftly retracted.
With no other option, Fang Yi reluctantly withdrew his hand.
Then Mao Yanfeng flicked his wrist, and the red tasseled long spear elongated again, returning to its original form.
Mao Yanfeng, holding the red tasseled long spear with its tip on the ground, looked at Fang Yi, glancing at the bleeding chest and sneering, “Facing death, doesn’t it feel especially terrifying?”
Fang Yi surprisingly showed a smile and calmly asked, “What are you trying to say?”
Mao Yanfeng’s expression suddenly turned icy, “You crippled my son, making him unable to carry on our lineage, so I will cripple you.
Not just that, I will also disable your limbs, not kill you, and let you live in fear forever.
When you think about it, it’s quite a terrifying life, isn’t it?”
“That may be true, but whether you can do it, that’s a big question,” Fang Yi responded.
“Hmph!
Even now, you still talk tough!” Mao Yanfeng, holding the red tasseled long spear, suddenly made his move.
At this point in ti, with the opponent already injured and considering that he was a master of the first tier at the Heavenly Level, if he couldn’t handle Fang Yi now, it’d be utterly ridiculous!
Mao Yanfeng, one of the protectors of the White Lotus Sect, had killed many people.
With such an advantage, Mao Yanfeng’s mind was filled with thoughts of certain victory.
In just an instant, the two were engaged in combat again.
“There’s only one person left; can the Masked Hero win?”
“He absolutely can!”
“The Masked Hero will win!”
Online, supporters of Fang Yi were overwhelmingly in his favor.
Earlier they had been worried for Fang Yi, but now seeing only one enemy left before him, they felt certain of his victory.
However, what they didn’t know was that Fang Yi was facing a Heavenly Level master.
Even if only at the first tier, he was still a master at the Heavenly Level.
Fang Yi retreated under the fierce assault of Mao Yanfeng’s red tasseled long spear.
He had to retreat.
The only plan for now was to observe and find Mao Yanfeng’s weaknesses, for there might be a chance of victory.
Thus, Fang Yi focused on using his Divine Travel Steps, elevating his speed to the maximum, dodging Mao Yanfeng’s red tasseled long spear.
At this mont, Fang Yi was sowhat relieved, fortunate that he had advanced his realm to the sixth stage of the Earth Level, otherwise he really wouldn’t have lasted long against Mao Yanfeng’s attacks.
As Fang Yi continued to dodge and defend, gradually, Mao Yanfeng began to lose his patience.
Had it been purely a head-on clash, Mao Yanfeng would have defeated Fang Yi easily by now, but the unorthodox and incredibly fast steps executed by Fang Yi made it impossible for him to catch up.
Frustration and rage prevented Mao Yanfeng from calming down, and though his weapon, the red tasseled long spear, was still fierce, there was a slight unnaturalness in his movents.
When a person can’t remain completely calm about sothing, flaws will show, and Fang Yi found a flaw in Mao Yanfeng.
“What a pity…
I’m missing a weapon,” Fang Yi lanted in his heart.
Mao Yanfeng possessed the Red Tassel Spear, preventing Fang Yi from getting close.
If only he had a weapon right now, he might have been able to change the course of the battle, but he didn’t.
This was a mistake.
Just then, a helicopter descended from the top of the building, and Li Xue jumped down from the aircraft, shouting towards him, “Hey, over here, big villain!”
Li Xue was cradling a huge scabbard in her arms.
She struggled to hold it steady; whatever was inside the scabbard weighed over a hundred pounds.
Fang Yi’s eyes lit up, and Mao Yanfeng also noticed the anomaly.
He sneered, “You want to get your weapon?
You’ll have to get past first!”
“You’ll have to catch first,” Fang Yi sneered back.
Then, like a phantom, Fang Yi dodged Mao Yanfeng’s Red Tassel Spear and, under Mao Yanfeng’s furious gaze, reached Li Xue.
Mao Yanfeng was infuriated.
He had exerted his full strength, yet he had not been able to stop Fang Yi.
How fast could this man possibly be?
“Here you go,” Li Xue pushed the scabbard towards Fang Yi.
Fang Yi grabbed the hilt with one hand and drew the sword from its scabbard with the other.
The blade was one foot wide and about nine feet long, forged from black steel.
Though dull and blunt-edged, holding it gave Fang Yi a strange, thrilling sensation that made a surge of combativeness well up inside him.
“Miss, this sword…”
“This sword was bought by my grandfather for a huge sum.
It’s nad ‘Black Prison’ and cost over a hundred million.
It’s said to have been used by Bai Qi, the Killing God of Qin Country,” Li Xue explained.
Now it made sense to Fang Yi; no wonder the sword had sparked such a battle intent in him.
Though mysterious, it was a trendous help to him.
“Miss, thank you!”
“What’s there to thank for?
Go now, that guy annoys too.
Go and cut him down!” Li Xue said.
Fang Yi gave a slight smile, shouldered the ‘Black Prison’, and turned to look at Mao Yanfeng from a distance.
“So what if you have a weapon?” Mao Yanfeng said arrogantly.
“Killing you is no big deal,” Fang Yi replied calmly and then, using the Divine Travel Steps, he charged forward like a ghost.
“Do you think you, an Earth Level Rank Six, can kill , a Heavenly Level Rank One?” Mao Yanfeng found it utterly laughable.
“That’s truly hilarious!”
Mao Yanfeng shook his Red Tassel Spear and advanced to et him.
The two clashed in the blink of an eye, weapons colliding.
Though the ‘Black Prison’ was not sharpened, when its blade fell, it carried a heavy force that directly made Mao Yanfeng’s Red Tassel Spear emit a crisp sound.
The sneer on Mao Yanfeng’s face froze, then turned into astonishnt: “What kind of weapon is this?!” He was incredibly shocked.
Despite weighing over a hundred pounds, the ‘Black Prison’ felt as light as a willow branch in Fang Yi’s hands.
“This is the weapon that will kill you,” Fang Yi responded to Mao Yanfeng and swung the sword down again.
Mao Yanfeng, disbelieving, gripped his Red Tassel Spear with both hands horizontally.
The blunt-edged blade of ‘Black Prison’ ca down, and under Mao Yanfeng’s shocked gaze, the spear snapped cleanly in two right in the middle.
“How is this…
possible?!” Mao Yanfeng was stunned, his expression as if he had seen a ghost, utterly flabbergasted.
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