Master of Immortal Mansion Cheng Yu subconsciously realized that he had been a little overconfident.
He recalled an old saying: Villains die from talking too much … for some reason, after seeing Fang Xing use two supreme spells in a row, Cheng Yu had a vague feeling that death was about to come.
Cheng Yu had never expected Immortal She Pi to actually do so many things before his death. Not only had he left the snake scales and intrinsic spirit field to Fang Xing, he had even passed on the White Night Spell. The most frightening thing was that Fang Xing had even learned the Immortal Mode.
These two spells hadn't been created by the same person, but they were extremely compatible, and when used together, the two spells worked like a perpetual motion machine.
The armor of the White Night Spell was originally created by condensing the spirit energy of heaven and earth; as long as there was spirit energy, the armor wouldn't be destroyed. The most monstrous thing was that this Dao spell completely ignored the terrain and wasn't restricted by the intrinsic spirit field at all. Using the Immortal Mode as a foundation for this spell ensured that the spirit energy would circulate endlessly; in a sense, it was like a perpetual motion machine, which would increase one's battle strength dramatically.
The White Night Spell was Immortal She Pi's famous technique, which had shocked the world for a while, but very few people had seen him use it with their own eyes.
Now that Fang Xing had inherited this spell and was using it again, Cheng Yu was truly amazed.
Furthermore, there was one thing that Cheng Yu hadn't expected: when the White Night Spell switched between the two forms of armor, it would actually change gender at the same time.
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At that moment, Fang Xing stood in the intrinsic spirit field, her slender body motionless as she stared fixedly in front of her.
She was like the embodiment of darkness; her entire body was shrouded in a black light that resembled a chaotic mist. Even her hair was dyed jet black, and her exquisite face looked as if it had been carved from jade. Even if this kind of demeanor couldn't be considered unparalleled, it was at the very least unparalleled among her peers.
This was how Fang Xing should have been.
"I thought I didn't need to use this move to deal with you."
Fang Xing raised her head and spoke in a girl's voice, which was a little callous.
"Impudent! I'll get rid of you right now! "
The Master of Immortal Mansion, Cheng Yu, raised his hand, and in a flash, hundreds of spirit swords shot out.
Now that the situation had completely reversed, the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. Cheng Yu could totally imagine how powerful the "White Night Spell" and "Immortal Mode" were.
In fact, he was even stronger than he had imagined.
He could feel Fang Xing's aura skyrocketing. Hundreds of spirit swords bombarded her body with a metallic clang, but they couldn't penetrate the Dark Triumph Armor, which had been strengthened by the two spells. She was like a black swan in a sea of swords as she swam proudly.
Finally, without the aid of any magic treasures, he soared into the sky!
"True Immortal!"
Cheng Yu's expression finally changed drastically. He had not expected that the boost from the two techniques would be so great for Fang Xing. He had reached the level of a True Immortal, and was now able to fly through the air with his own strength.
Under the dual effects of Dark Victory Mode and Immortal Mode, not only did the surface of his body form a dark armor, even his aura had reached an extremely terrifying level.
Hundreds of spirit swords chased after Fang Xing, but Fang Xing's aura shook in midair, and the formation of the spirit swords was instantly scattered.
In the end, Cheng Yu actually saw her stretch out her hand to directly intercept several of the spirit swords chasing after her, and she crushed them in her hand.
Then, this Master of Immortal Mansion couldn't help clutching his chest as he fought back the blood that was surging out of him. Every spirit sword in the intrinsic spirit field had a contract with him. Once they were damaged, they would suffer a punitive backlash that would return to him.
After Fang Xing crushed more than ten spirit swords in a row, Cheng Yu felt as if his chest was in a sea of fire, and his internal organs were about to melt on the spot. Although he didn't vomit blood on the spot, he was in so much pain that he wished he were dead; it was as if he had to suffer in silence.
However, this insignificant pain only lasted for a moment. He gritted his teeth as his hatred for Fang Xing soared. No matter what, he was going to kill Fang Xing in this battle today.
He raised his hand to recall the spirit swords, and all the attacking spirit swords flew back behind him to line up like sardines.
Cheng Yu knew that these spirit swords weren't enough to contend with Fang Xing, who was supported by two super spells. If they continued fighting, all he would do was break a few more of his treasured spirit swords. Furthermore, he would suffer a continuous backlash, which was very disadvantageous to him.
"You're not going to continue?" Fang Xing smiled as a young girl, but unlike the sunny smile of a teenager, there was a hint of wickedness in her smile, which made Cheng Yu feel uneasy.
"My friend's spirit sword is still with you, right? When will it return it? "Fang Xing asked as she stared at him.
"All the spirit swords in the world will submit to me … so your friend's spirit sword will be mine sooner or later!" said Cheng Yu.
"…"
Fang Xing frowned. At that moment, she only had one thought in her mind, and that was to strangle this chuunibyou to death as soon as possible!
Standing in the air, Cheng Yu smiled sinisterly. "That wooden sword is very special. I'm willing to call the sword spirit inside the sword the most powerful sword spirit I've ever seen. The only pity is that the blade is too weak and it doesn't have a scabbard. This kind of sword isn't perfect enough; I'm thinking of a way to make it perfect! "
Floating in the air, Fang Xing's eyes narrowed. "What did you do to Lord Jingke?"
"So he's called Jingke? I'm looking for an outstanding smith to refine his sword spirit body and fuse it with the peerless godly sword I've forged. "
Cheng Yu laughed cruelly. "Also, you actually call him 'Lord'? That's too ridiculous … since ancient times, the sword spirits of spirit swords have only served cultivators. They can't be called living beings at all; they're just tools. "
Fang Xing frowned deeply; she begged to differ.
"He was suppressed by my spirit-subduing flags and trapped in my magic treasure. After coming to my Immortal Mansion, I added a new sealing formula to the spirit-subduing flags, and even used the holy array pattern. I've cut off his connection with the original owner for the time being. " Cheng Yu said, "So there's no way he can escape … As for now, I want you to see my unfinished masterpiece."
As he spoke, Cheng Yu waved his hand, and a green longsword broke through the top of an iceberg and flew into his hand like a shooting star.
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