"Fang Yu is back!"
"It’s Fang Yu!"
"Elder!"
"Elder!"
Fang Yu’s loud shout echoed around, uplifting everyone’s spirits. Everyone involuntarily looked towards the source of the sound.
In the air outside the main gate.
A man stood on thin air, light as a dragonfly skimming the water, touching upon the branches above the green belt, and in an instant, reaching above.
"Iron Fist King?"
"Such a strong aura!"
"Is this the Jiangzhou Iron Fist King?"
"Is he not a martial artist? How can he have such a pure aura, it seems to be the utmost firm and Yang Inner Essence!"
Five people’s faces changed dramatically.
This dangerous killing intent, reaching directly to their souls, made their whole bodies tremble.
"Don’t panic!" The leader spoke calmly.
"Anyway, we have already taken the Seven-orifice Life-taking Pill, our lives are short anyway, even if he is not a martial artist, he may not be able to do anything to us... Truly, heaven helps us!"
"The leader is right, this is our strongest mont, let’s take him down!"
"Alright!"
The five held magic wands and slamd them to the ground.
Clang.
The cent ground cracked into a deep pit.
Five magic wands stood proudly on the ground.
"Are you the Iron Fist King?" The leader of the five-man team questioned Fang Yu, who was approaching with the wind.
Fang Yu’s gaze was piercing, glancing left and right.
Looking at the cracked ground.
The damaged gate, and the surrounding collapsed buildings and trees.
A fire ignited in his heart.
This was the Fang Family that he had painstakingly revitalized.
He would not allow anyone to destroy it again.
Not even a single grass or a tree.
His killing intent also spread with the burning rage.
Fang Yu’s gaze fell on Li Xuan not far away and said indifferently, "You, step back."
The law enforcent team’s five mbers looked at Fang Yu and Li Xuan with bewildered faces. They couldn’t understand; a respected figure from Bai Ze’s Red Peak Mountain, why Fang Yu would ask him to step back. What was this situation?
Li Xuan bowed slightly and said, "Yes, elder."
Elder?
Why would Li Xuan call him elder? They were puzzled, not understanding at all. In terms of age, experience, or status, Li Xuan should be the elder of the Iron Fist King!
Watching the puzzled expressions of the five, Fang Yu calmly said, "If you can withstand this sword strike of mine, I will let you go..."
Hearing this,
The five were taken aback.
The leader looked at Fang Yu with a cold gaze and said, "I don’t know who gave you such confidence. Iron Fist King, you killed the Young Master of Black Mountain Sect, we have already found out, and the Demon Lord has ordered us to arrest you. Murder rits death, it’s the righteousness of heaven and earth, co and surrender without resistance!"
Fang Yu sternly said,
"The Young Master of Black Mountain Sect? You an, Gongsun Chu?"
"How dare you directly call the Young Master’s na!?" The magic wand moved with a clang.
"Heh... I dare to kill a person, and you speak to of nas, is your mind filled with water, or has it swelled into an abscess?" Fang Yu said with a cold gaze.
The five were montarily stunned.
Right, the man was already dead, what else was there to care for.
While the five were stunned, Fang Yu reached into his chest with one hand, grabbing the Mandala petals.
Facing the sunlight, his fingers gently moved.
Swoosh!
Dragon Roar Sword!
Seeing this sword, Li Xuan’s pupils dilated drastically, he couldn’t help but exclaim, "What a sword!"
Fang Yu held the Dragon Roar Sword, tilting the blade, and walked forward...
The five opposite him involuntarily breathed heavily, feeling a strong murderous intent from the sword.
Hum.
Humming.
The blade trembled violently.
A fleeting bluish glow flashed like lightning.
"What is that sword?"
"Never seen it before."
"A treasure sword’s edge is honed through sharpening. Although this sword’s blade has no bloodstains, the chill it exudes indicates it possesses spirituality. It must be a sword that has slaughtered thousands, if not tens of thousands!"
"No wonder this lad is so fearless, relying on a treasured object."
"This weapon must be a Heaven Rank treasure sword. We must not be careless... If push cos to shove, we will execute him on the spot."
"Yes."
The five n spun around on the spot once again.
Clang.
They swung the magic wands in their hands.
Powerful Inner Essence burst forth from their bodies. Just like the martial arts masters in television shows, each move they made caused the dust to stir. Although modern society lacks such dust, it still made one feel the terrifying distortion of air.
Fang Yu held the long sword, stepping forward.
His wrist flicked.
The blade rotated ninety degrees, catching the sunlight.
"Block my sword, and I will let you go!" Fang Yu declared loudly.
His tone was as arrogantly confident as ever.
Everyone in the back garden witnessed this scene.
All eyes were fixed on Fang Yu.
A single sword strike, was it?
Could he really achieve that?
His opponents were a Tyrant Heavenly Rank and four Xuantian Rank powerhouses!
Even Chen Daotian, who knew Fang Yu the best, wasn’t sure in his heart. He knew Fang Yu was rapidly progressing, but to instantly defeat a Tyrant Heavenly Rank powerhouse in one move?
Li Xuan approached everyone.
Xu Huawen respectfully asked, "Senior... You are a Tyrant Heavenly Rank powerhouse. If you face Brother Yu, do you think you can block his sword?"
Upon hearing this.
Li Xuan was montarily taken aback.
Although he did not know Fang Yu’s true strength, only knowing that his dical skill was of a Saint level—surely defeating him instantly within that realm—but he was much more confident in his cultivation skills. Thus, he said:
"If we’re talking about dical skill, Mr. Fang could indeed defeat instantly, but as for martial prowess, I would not dare claim victory. However, blocking his ten or eight moves, or safely escaping, should be feasible."
Everyone nodded.
They deeply agreed, after all, he was a Tyrant Heavenly Rank powerhouse.
Despite this, Fang Ju, Fang Yu’s master, was also extrely shocked.
Even this so-called Tyrant Heavenly Rank powerhouse dared not claim he could beat his rascally disciple, so how strong was he really?
Everyone was also eager to see whether Fang Yu could really kill the five opponents with one sword strike.
Even if he couldn’t kill them, they believed that Fang Yu was powerful enough to handle them.
In the courtyard.
The cent ground had long been shattered.
The surrounding ruined walls looked like ruins, as if they had been bombed.
And ahead, the Law Enforcent Team of Black Mountain Sect was continually mobilizing their Inner Essence.
Wave upon wave.
"Infinite Magic Seal, Triple Layer Skill!"
Upon hearing this thunderous shout.
Li Xuan couldn’t help but exclaim, "Magic Seal Techniques stacking in triple layers, Mr. Fang, be careful!"
"Brother Yu, dodge their sharp edges, don’t overexert yourself!" Chen Daotian yelled frantically.
Ye Wenjun’s palms were sweaty, her hand holding the Water Cold Sword trembled slightly.
She was worried.
Shangguan Linghui grasped her hand, nodding, "Don’t worry... I always feel that our son-in-law can do it."
Ye Wenjun whispered, "I’ve never doubted that he can do anything... but still, when it actually happens, I still worry."
The Triple Layer Infinite Magic Seal exploded like a flood, rolling in.
The overwhelming Inner Essence surged like thousands of troops and horses, with roaring sounds and thunder crashing towards Fang Yu.
In that split second, Fang Yu stood his ground, his eyes disdainful.
"So, it’s an Ancient extinct Magic Seal Technique... The five of you coordinate quite well, but unfortunately... you lack the attribute!"
The five were shocked upon hearing this.
Suddenly—
Fang Yu’s right hand moved forward, the sword straight, parallel to the ground.
His left hand also reached up, both hands holding the sword.
"Great Suru Sword Technique!"
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