The crowd was emotionally stirred, yet they didn't notice a woman lurking among them, listening silently to the conversation, staring at the broken tea house opening, the direction Fang Yu fled. She quietly withdrew from the crowd.
"Gotta find the Minister for help! Mr. Diao, Mr. Diao is in trouble!"
Lu Qiaochun had followed Fang Yu's instructions, just staying amidst the crowd to ensure no one intervened in Fang Yu's demon-slaying.
Who knew that the erging figure was a Hall Master-level expert of the Foolish Underworld!
This level of experts, she wanted to help, but she couldn't.
Yu Ji was too severely injured in the previous battle, unable to sustain, and was forced to return to the Rebel Army for recuperation; otherwise, the two of them could still stop Xing Xueman.
"Requesting help, requesting help, requesting help!"
Lu Qiaochun ran swiftly outside; there was a Rebel Army outpost nearby, and spreading the news should soon bring soone to support Mr. Diao!
...
Clang!!
A sword blocked the rapidly approaching attack from behind, Fang Yu in midair plunged into the residential area below like a kite with its strings cut!
Boom!
The wall shattered, dust rose, Fang Yu had already maneuvered for relocation!
Swish——
In the instant he made his move, the sword light brushed past beside his cheek, nearly grazing his face.
Ti seed to slow down at this mont, clearly having dodged the offensive, but Fang Yu was suddenly shocked.
Swish!
Change of move!
Opponent's sword technique followed up smoothly, the change of move was so smooth, Fang Yu found it surprising.
Local Boneification!
From the shoulder area, white powder rapidly overflowed and solidified instantly...
Bam!!
The violent force sent Fang Yu's body spinning rapidly in midair.
-441!
[Life: 101423/107257.]
Local Boneification, after all, was to withstand damage, not to block and deflect force.
The perspective rapidly rotated, yet the woman's murderous aura followed like a shadow, showing no sign of letting him escape.
Step!
As Fang Yu's rotating body collided into the rear wall in midair, his feet heavily stomped onto the wall, instantly stabilizing his stance.
The residual rotational force was directly absorbed into the wall, causing spiral cracks to rapidly appear on the temporary fulcrum's wall.
Swish!
Just after completing all this, the sword light was already attacking!
The sword slashed down vertically, but both sides carried a suction force, gathering Qi Force!
Why so ruthless, all the killing moves aid right at my face! Where did such a master co from!
[Xing Xueman: 8000/8000.]
No, sister, who are you?
Thoughts raced, but actions didn't stop, applying force to the wall underfoot to fracture it, Fang Yu advanced instead of retreating, charging directly at the enemy!
Amidst the crashing house sounds, evaluating the loss of fulcrum led to collapsing, Fang Yu and Xing Xueman formally confronted each other for the first ti!
Clang!!!
Upon sword contact, Fang Yu imdiately sensed trouble.
Xing Xueman's power was too potent! Much stronger than his normal state! Plus, the Qi Force entwining the sword sides wasn't for attack but was a suction and pulling force; the closer one approached, the more one lost concentration, the force unconsciously shifted to one side, severely reducing the might.
In contrast, Xing Xueman's force amplification, like borrowing force to counter, the invisible Dual Star Energy surrounding the sword, sharply increased the power!
"Humph!"
With a disdainful snort from Xing Xueman, she pressured downwards, directly knocking Fang Yu back down, along with the house collapsing, falling into the dust-filled ruins!
Boom!!
-1854!
[Life: 99569/107257.]
And Xing Xueman retreated by borrowing force, like a leaf untouched, landed at the edge of the ruins, stood coldly holding the sword, overlooking a certain area of the ruins.
This Star Falling Sword move, once a Martial Artist took it, would mostly incapacitate, if strong-willed, their combat strength was greatly impaired.
Essentially, one could say, the outco was decided!
Rustle.
Rustle.
Unexpectedly, from the quiet ruins, the Demon Slayer Hero nonchalantly stood up from the rubble.
Dusting off the debris and sand on him, under Xing Xueman's slightly frowning gaze, Fang Yu lowered his head and slowly reached out, scratching his head.
"Ah."
With the sigh of the man, Xing Xueman imdiately felt, the guy before her, seed to undergo so subtle shift in aura.
Glug-glug.
Glug-glug!
White liquid, froth-like, kept overflowing from the surface of his skin.
Xing Xueman's expression shifted slightly, what kind of cultivation technique was this??
"Why..."
The man spoke, showing Xing Xueman's puzzled look.
"Why what?"
But clearly, the man wasn't talking to her, it was... talking to himself.
"Why, force !!"
Boom!!!
Almost at the mont the man's words fell... afterimage!
The white afterimage previously displayed during the tea house demon-slaying, suddenly reappeared!
Fast!
Xing Xueman's face drastically changed, her first sense was speed!
It was nowhere near the sa as when they exchanged blows earlier!
Earlier at the tea house, as an observer, Xing Xueman didn't think this guy was that formidable. After all, seeing the battle process ant the reaction speed kept up, thus it was manageable.
But now, faced in reality, she realized that this speed, this combat power, was not the easily dealt with impression she initially had!
Due to the sudden attack, she attempted to retreat and distance, exchanging space for reaction ti.
However, she didn't realize that Fang Yu's Bone Armor was rapidly completing during the swift charge towards her.
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