"It's over. The Fu Family is finished."
More and more people gathered in the hall on the second floor, and everyone seemed to have forgotten about the Adjudicators. Of course, there were also some who felt that they were stronger and had more people, so they might not be afraid of the adjudicators. Just by looking at this black-faced uncle, he felt that he was not inferior to the Adjudicators.
"Isn't it just smithing? What's so great about that?"
"That's right, that's right. I heard that Fu Hong is the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Fu Clan. I don't think he's anything special."
"Let me see, he's dead for sure this time."
Everyone was discussing and waiting for the Fu Clan to be defeated. When Fu Xi heard this, he felt that these voices were a little ear-piercing, but he didn't know if he should help Fu Hong and the others. After all, Fu Hong and the others were originally looking for an opportunity to kill Fu Xi.
Just as everyone was discussing, the black-faced uncle turned into a series of black afterimages, directly disappearing from where he stood. The next moment, he was already at Fu Biao's side. The machete in his hand didn't swing, but instead moved forward with his body. Then, it slashed across Fu Biao's waist.
Using the body to attack with the weapon was definitely a method used by the Quick Blade Master. The only thing he didn't understand was why he would choose a thick-backed machete instead of a willow leaf scimitar or a dagger. Wouldn't that be more flexible and convenient?
"You …"
Fu Biao felt the side of his waist tighten, and then touched it with his hand. There was blood flowing out. He still wanted to say something, but his vision suddenly went black and he directly fell to the ground. In fact, his lumbar spine was already broken. He just didn't feel it because he was too fast. After losing his lumbar vertebrae, he collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud. Blood kept flowing out, and no one dared to step forward to save him.
Even Fu Hong and Fu Li did not dare to save Fu Biao. Because at this moment, the black-faced uncle was staring at them like a tiger watching its prey.
"Motherf * cker, I'm going to kill you!"
Fu Li was indeed brave enough. He did something that no one could have imagined. He suddenly took out a Great Firmament Pill and swallowed it. Next, his aura erupted.
Yes, he'd actually forcefully broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm at the critical moment of the battle. In this way, his chances of defeating the black-faced uncle would naturally increase. However, he had to be fast because he would be automatically expelled from the Cloud Martial Secret Zone after a few breaths.
At this moment, a spatial rift appeared in the hall on the second floor of Yangwu Temple. It was ready to suck him in.
"Die!"
The hammer in Fu Li's hand suddenly became several times bigger, and the aura around his body also skyrocketed several times. With a fierce swing, he threw the hammer away. The hammer smashed towards the black-faced uncle with the force of a thousand catties. It covered a large area and was extremely fast. There was no way to avoid it.
The black-faced uncle's eyes flashed with a trace of viciousness. He gripped the saber tightly with both hands and raised it up high. Then, he made a vertical chopping motion. The thick-backed machete slashed down from above, hitting the big hammer just in time. With a bang, the hammer actually exploded on the spot.
Was it the black-faced uncle who split the hammer? Of course not, it was Fu Li who detonated it.
This was because he knew that even if the hammer hit the black-faced uncle, it might not be fatal. Taking advantage of the fact that he had not been expelled, he detonated the weapon. With the Cultivation of a Perfected Golden Immortal, the detonation of the weapon must be powerful enough.
Although the black-faced uncle was powerful, he was blown away by the hammer at close range. However, when the iron hammer exploded at such a close distance, his entire body was sent flying, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Fu Li wanted to continue rushing forward to kill him, but he felt the suction behind him getting stronger and stronger. He shouted unwillingly before he was sucked into the spatial crack. He was teleported away randomly, and no one knew where he would be teleported to. He might return to the Southern Heaven Realm, the Northern Heaven Realm, the Monster Realm, the Netherworld Realm, or the Demon Realm.
"Pfft!"
The black-faced uncle got up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Fu Li fiercely. He said he would kill four people, and now, only Fu Li was left.
At this moment, Fu Li was no longer afraid of him because the black-faced uncle was obviously seriously injured. Although he stood up quickly, his aura had weakened a lot. Fu Li's attack just now was very effective.
"I didn't expect Fu Li from the Fu Family to be such a man."
"Yeah, I didn't expect it either. He has guts."
Fu Li's reckless behavior just now was approved by many people. Although the chance of death was very high, it also gave Fu Hong a chance. As long as Fu Hong was not defeated, their Fu Family's face would be preserved.
"You can't beat me!"
Fu Hong also spat out a mouthful of saliva and stretched his neck. Next, he was going to use a big move and give the black-faced uncle a final blow. He believed that after that, the black-faced uncle would definitely die.
"It's too early for you to say that."
The black-faced uncle's face was calm, and it could be said that he was unafraid of death. His body turned into a series of afterimages again, and he instantly appeared in front of Fu Hong. He didn't know what kind of movement technique it was, but it was quite useful. Just when everyone thought that he was going to be knocked down by Fu Li in the next moment, they felt a strong pressure.
The black-faced uncle actually chose to break through to the Perfected Golden Immortal Realm by Fu Hong's side. He seemed to have the Great Luo Pill in his mouth and was waiting for the critical moment to swallow it. The reason why he wanted to break through in front of Fu Hong was because he was afraid that he wouldn't have enough time to kill him.
"Damn it!"
At this moment, Fu Hong was in despair. He originally thought that the black-faced uncle was injured and would definitely not be able to beat him. He never expected that he would still use this move. Wasn't he afraid of death? Wasn't he afraid of being sucked into the space-time turbulence? Everything was unknown, the only thing that could be known was. The black-faced uncle slashed horizontally and split Fu Hong into two.
He seemed to feel that it wasn't enough. He actually grabbed Fu Hong's corpse from the ground and laughed while holding a section in each hand.
Amidst his wild laughter, the spatial crack grew larger and larger and sucked him in. At the moment when he was sucked into the spatial crack, he was still laughing happily, as if he was freed.
Tsk tsk tsk … Even before leaving, he had to grab his enemy's corpse and be sucked in together. His master was really ruthless. Through the performance of the black-faced uncle, Du Feng had a certain understanding of the Northern Heaven Realm's martial artists. Although they weren't many in number, they were persistent in doing things.
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