Fan Gu was enraged.
In Liang Zhu City, no one dared to mention Shennong in front of him. Not even his own children dared to say the words' God 'or' farmer '. But today, Ji Hao brought up the deepest wound in Fan Gu's heart in front of everyone. Therefore, he was infuriated.
Along with an ear-piercing swishing noise, the scythe hacked towards Ji Hao's head.
Standing aside, Yemo Luoye laughed out loud in excitement. She laughed so hard that she even bent forward and backward. A large cloud of black mist sprayed out from her body, and black roses the size of fists danced in the black mist, making her look like a goddess of the night. Her beauty was out of this world.
Ji Hao laughed out loud as well. Pan Gu Dragon Mark let out a faintly audible dragon roar as it bumped against the long scythe.
Following a thunderous bang, Ji Hao quivered slightly. An extremely cold power of death drilled into his body through Pan Gu Dragon Mark. Wherever the power of death drilled into his body, Ji Hao's blood froze, and he sensed a coldness from his arm. The life-force from his arm was disappearing speedily. Hurriedly, he activated his spirit blood and tried his best to suppress the cold power around his palm.
Fan Gu quivered and staggered backward for tens of steps. His hands trembled intensely, and he nearly fell to the ground because of the strong force generated from Ji Hao's sword. Yemo Luoye's laughter stopped abruptly. She stared at Ji Hao, as if she couldn't believe her eyes. He actually forced Fan Gu back with a single sword move!
Crack! From the sharp edge of Fan Gu's scythe, a few thin pieces fell off. Along with a series of cracking noises, large cracks spread out from where the scythe and the sword clashed. Soon, the scythe was covered in hair-thin cracks. A few fist-sized pieces fell off from the scythe along with loud popping noises.
Fan Gu stared at his scythe, which had been with him for countless years. Even when he fought against Shennong, the scythe remained perfectly unharmed. Shennong once struck Fan Gu's scythe with his spirit treasure, the Shennong cauldron, but failed to leave a scratch on the scythe!
Was Ji Hao's Pan Gu Dragon Mark even more powerful than Shennong's Shennong cauldron?
More importantly, Ji Hao's physical strength was way beyond Fan Gu's imagination. Fan Gu sensed a sharp pain in his heart. Vomiting blood, he stared at Ji Hao and screamed in shock, "You, you are... Supreme Magus? No, the power you sensed isn't right. If a real star entered your body, the power you sensed would be extremely ancient. You don't have the power of a Supreme Magus! "
Ji Hao didn't respond. Instead, he took a step forward and reached to Fan Gu. Pan Gu Dragon Mark released four fierce beams of sword light, striking at Fan Gu from the front, back, left, and right.
Fan Gu simply swung the sword downwards, but the sword light weirdly attacked from the front, the back, the left, and the right simultaneously. Fan Gu's eyesight blurred, as he suddenly realized that he couldn't see through the sword light at all. It was a simple sword strike, but it seemed to contain some mysterious laws of heaven and earth. Once the sword struck out, it would definitely hit its target.
Fan Gu gave a resonant roar. A dense gray mist puffed out of his body. Tens of scrawny, nimble figures dashed out of the gray mist and pounced on Ji Hao along with a shrill swishing noise. If one looked closer, one would find that these scrawny figures were all skeletons. They moved as fast as the wind, with gray fiery lights sparkling in their sunken eye sockets. Every bone of their was crystal clear, as if carved from gemstones.
Following a series of popping noise, the tens of skeletons encircled Ji Hao and threw countless punches at him.
Ji Hao gave a muffled snort and let these weird skeletons land on his body. The Taiji cloak glowed with a clear light and neutralized ninety-nine percent of the power of these skeletons' punches. Ji Hao's internal organs were only slightly shaken.
The sword lights flashed, and Fan Gu's gray cloak suddenly glowed with a misty gray light. Along with a shrill tearing noise, the cloak was cut into four pieces. Fan Gu's body suddenly disappeared, then reappeared in the sky a hundred miles away in the next moment.
The torn cloak drifted down from the sky. A hundred miles away, Fan Gu was wearing a tight-fitting leather armor, glaring at Ji Hao with his teeth bared. He sacrificed a defensive treasure to barely escape from Ji Hao's sword light. But, Ji Hao controlled his sword with Yu Yu's sword spell, so how could he escape so easily?
Fan Gu suffered a sword strike on his left rib. A half-foot-long slash was left on his armor, and a three-inch-deep wound was left on his body. Fan Gu silently cast a secret magic to seal the wound, so that not even a drop of blood could be seen. However, he was well aware that a terrifying destructive force was wreaking havoc in his wounds, destroying his limbs in a frenzy.
Yemo Luoye slightly opened her mouth, looking at Fan Gu, who was wounded by Ji Hao.
Fan Gu was an experienced Sun and Moon stage powerful being from Yu Dynasty. He was best at making all kinds of dead spirit puppets and death curses, and his fighting capacity was relatively low among the highest council of elders. But after all, he was a Sun and Moon stage powerful being!
"Being wounded by a human being, who hasn't even stepped into the level of Supreme Magus... This is so humiliating!" Intentionally or unintentionally, Yemo Luoye murmured, "But, since there are precedents, it doesn't seem to be unacceptable."
Fan Hai's face turned blue instantly. He angrily looked at Fan Gu and thought to himself, 'This elder of mine is so disappointing, isn't he?' Yemo Luoye's voice was neither too loud nor too low, so everyone on the scene could hear her clearly. Fan Hai felt that he had been humiliated by Fan Gu!
Fan Gu popped out his eyes. An indescribable craziness spread from his body. He threw a hysterical glance at Yemo Luoye, then showed his teeth, turned around, and stared at Ji Hao.
Indeed, there were precedents! Back then, Fan Gu was already a Sun and Moon stage powerful being, but he was injured by Shennong, who was a Divine Magus, seven times! Seven times! That was an unbearable humiliation in Fan Gu's life. He never thought that he would be wounded by a human kid again today!
Back then, Shennong was the human emperor after all. He was protected by the natural reward power of the humankind, and every move he made was under the protection of the great Dao of Pan Gu world. Fighting against Shennong, Fan Gu's power was suppressed to an extreme level by the great Dao of Pan Gu world. Under this circumstance, Fan Gu could still accept being wounded by Shennong.
But Ji Hao was an ordinary human marquis, and he was much younger than Shennong back in the old days!
Wounded by Ji Hao? Fan Gu's face blushed. He couldn't imagine how long those damned old men would laugh at him in the future when the news reached the highest council of elders. A thousand years? Ten thousand years? Or forever?
"Marquis Yao Ji Hao, you're worthy for me to deal with seriously." Licking his lips, Fan Gu said seriously.
Ji Hao remained motionless in the air, letting the tens of skeletons encircle him and madly attack him. The Taiji cloak glowed brightly, and none of these skeletons managed to harm him.
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