"Master, I don’t deny that Junior Brother Xu has strong talent, but this guy is sowhat ungrateful!" Yang Fan quickly said, "Soone like him is simply not worthy of Little Junior Sister. I suggest you find a more suitable husband for her instead!"
Xia Hou shook his head indifferently, "At the point of life and death, he’s unwilling to give up on his woman. Xu Wendong is far more impressive than I imagined!"
Wuming agreed, "Indeed, if previously Wendong had abandoned his woman to survive, it would truly be disgraceful."
Yang Fan felt like crying.
Why, even at this mont, can you all find shining qualities in Xu Wendong?
Is that guy really that outstanding?
Why can’t I see it?
Xia Hou spread out his right hand, and a verdant glow appeared in his palm, revealing a green longsword.
It quietly floated in Xia Hou’s palm, emanating an aura of mystery and sharpness.
Xia Hou’s eyes showed deep affection as he whispered, "Old friend, please make a trip to Azure Dragon Stronghold for !"
Whoosh!
The longsword turned into a blur, tore through the darkness, and vanished.
Wuming was overjoyed and imdiately bowed to express his gratitude.
Xia Hou waved his hand, "No need for thanks, Third Elder. Though I’ve stopped managing sect affairs over the years, I can still distinguish right from wrong."
"So minor issues can be ignored, but Xu Wendong is the hope bestowed upon our Elixir Sect by the heavens; his safety cannot be compromised!" A flash of coldness appeared in his eyes as he spoke.
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Azure Dragon Stronghold.
"Xu Wendong, you have the audacity to kill my disciple?" Dustless appeared in the air, standing on a flying sword, and he could see there was a talisman paper on the sword.
It was the Godspeed Talisman; without this talisman, Dustless couldn’t have reached the Azure Dragon Stronghold so quickly.
Xu Wendong sat cross-legged at the upper part of the hall, a cigarette in his mouth, a playful smile on his face, "Second Elder, so your disciple’s life is precious, but mine isn’t worth anything?"
"Your life is worth nothing in the eyes of this old man!" Dustless erupted with a terrifying killing intent. Initially, he didn’t believe Xu Wendong had killed his disciple.
After all, Wu Tong had a Golden Core Stage Level 3 cultivation level.
But now.
He witnessed Wu Tong’s corpse firsthand.
It was hard for him to accept.
Xu Wendong slowly stood up, casually throwing the cigarette butt aside, his posture erect, his eyes full of fighting spirit, "Since that’s the case, let this junior experience Second Elder’s strength!"
"As you wish!" Dustless snorted coldly, the flying sword under his feet turned into a cold light, tearing through the night, carrying a destructive montum, fiercely slashing at Xu Wendong.
He wasn’t interested in knowing how Xu Wendong killed his disciple.
All he wanted was to kill him to avenge Wu Tong.
And to seize the magic artifact on him.
Boom!
In that instant.
The longsword ca within three ters of Xu Wendong.
At that mont.
A verdant glow burst from Xu Wendong, enveloping his entire body.
It was the amulet he had crafted earlier.
However.
The amulet did not withstand Dustless’s flying sword; it lasted only two seconds before dissipating in the world.
Although the amulet crafted by Xu Wendong was powerful, it was made before entering the Minor World.
At that ti, his cultivation level was not as formidable as it was now and could not withstand the wrathful strike of a Golden Core Late Stage expert.
Even though the amulet shattered.
Xu Wendong remained unfazed; his body shook, and a Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt, towering five ters high with a diater over three ters, enveloped him.
Thud, thud, thud!
Dustless’s longsword fiercely struck the Golden Bell Shield Iron Cloth Shirt, emitting a deep, resonant impact sound.
"How did your strength increase so rapidly?" Dustless gasped, recalling Xu Wendong’s luck-based victory against Yang Fan during the day.
If it weren’t for him stepping into Qi-Condensation Stage Level Seven during the battle, he couldn’t have defeated Yang Fan.
But he never expected this.
Xu Wendong only elevated one realm, yet his strength multiplied manifold.
"This is just the beginning." Xu Wendong sported a wicked smile as he pinched the spell, and in the night sky appeared fireballs the size of millstones.
"Go!"
With a flick of his finger, dozens of fireballs streaked through the sky like a teor shower, roaring towards Dustless.
"Insignificant tricks, with just your pathetic spell, how could you possibly harm this Elder?" Dustless scoffed, dismissing Xu Wendong’s spell.
But soon, his expression drastically changed.
He felt an overwhelming heat, a fla capable of scorching him to ashes.
"What kind of spell is this? How can it have such terrifying heat?" Dustless was filled with astonishnt; he knew many fire elent spells existed across the Nine Provinces.
However, he had never seen such a frightening fire elent spell.
Without hesitation, he quickly retreated, the flas released by Xu Wendong were too terrifying, even a Golden Core Late Stage expert had to evade.
Yet, as he retreated ten ters.
His expression changed again.
An indescribable gravity fell unexpectedly on his shoulders, pressing him to the point of suffocation.
"You... you cultivated the Gravity Technique?" Dustless’s scalp tingled, apart from the Gravity Technique, he couldn’t think of any other possibility.
"Surprised? Unexpected?" Xu Wendong’s face displayed a mocking smile.
Dustless swallowed hard.
He recalled Xia Hou summoning Xu Wendong alone after the day’s duel.
Undoubtedly, it was then Xia Hou bestowed the Gravity Technique upon Xu Wendong.
Yet...
In just half a day, Xu Wendong mastered the Gravity Technique, this...
This is outrageous beyond belief!
Yes, he could distinctly feel, it wasn’t the force of one mountain on his shoulders, but the force of ten.
In other words, in just half a day, Xu Wendong brought the Gravity Technique to its second level.
Such cultivation speed was unprecedented in the history of the Elixir Sect.
At the sa ti.
He began to understand why Wu Tong fell at Xu Wendong’s hands, it must have been due to negligence.
Thinking of this, his eyes exuded a terrifying killing intent, "Even if you’ve cultivated the Gravity Technique, even if you have extraordinary talent, you must die today!"
His words dropped, and he pinched the spell with one hand, a deafening dragon roar resonated through the heavens and earth, a golden dragon shadow appeared behind Dustless.
Then it transford into a golden light, flying straight toward Xu Wendong.
So powerful that even the void twisted, showcasing its imnse might.
Except.
To Dustless’s astonishnt, when the Golden Dragon appeared beside Xu Wendong, it slowly vanished, without harming him at all.
Dustless was utterly dumbfounded.
What on earth was happening?
Looking at the stunned Dustless, Xu Wendong grinned broadly, "Hehe, I have Zhu Xiu’s magical treasure, it can immunize against any spell attack!"
"Don’t be so dumbstruck, look above you."
Dustless instinctively raised his head, and the sight nearly suffocated him.
Over a dozen millstone-sized fireballs were right above him!
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