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Chapter 389

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From the moment Nangong Hao stepped out of the Icy Monkey Settlement to the moment he saw Yun Qingwu and Bai Xing, his expression had been calm and collected.

However, when the Dragon Protection Squad appeared, his expression turned serious for the first time.

No one knew what Nangong Hao was thinking. Perhaps, it was just as Bai Xing had said. What was there left to be scared of after you revealed your last chess piece? Perhaps, as Nangong Hao had said...

You can take a guess.

"Will this battle at the Icy Monkey Settlement really decide the future of the Southern Region and the Great Xia?" Bai Xing asked, not intending to guess Nangong Hao's words.

"We'll know once we try." Nangong Hao looked at Bai Xing, his eyes glimmering. He pointed the Wuwei Sword in his hand and charged forward.

"If I were you, I would not care about the lives of these people." Bai Xing narrowed his eyes, his smile growing colder and colder. His entire body turned into a ray of silver light.

...

This was going to be an intense battle.

The 50,000 soldiers of the Great Xia Dynasty were on standby. Hundreds of thousands of Southern Region soldiers surrounded them from the front and back. Dozens of demon elites were prepared to slaughter.

Unfortunately, when faced with hundreds of Dragon Protection Squad members, they could only temporarily put away their killing intent and adopt a defensive stance, retreating step by step.

In terms of the battle situation, this seemed to be an evenly matched battle.

However, those who truly understood the situation knew that the so-called "evenly matched" was only a temporary appearance. After all, this was the Southern Territory, not the Great Xia.

If a battle broke out and they couldn't win immediately, there was only one outcome for them — to fall into an encirclement.

The logic was simple. If the Southern Region could set up an ambush in the Icy Monkey Settlement, how could they not have an encirclement? Once their military strength was delayed, they would have already lost this battle.

Xing Qingsui could see this. Wu Feng could see this as well.

However...

Wu Feng was completely focused on Yan Xiu. Even though Yan Xiu was cold, Wu Feng and Yan Xiu had known each other since they were young.

Losing the court theory examinations...

Wu Feng had been a little sad.

However, it was impossible for him to hate Yan Xiu. Since young, he had always treated Yan Xiu like a younger brother.

Although it was rather embarrassing for an older brother to be surpassed by his younger brother.

However, this did not mean that he would allow Yan Xiu to fall into the Dao of Asura, or even be killed by the middle-aged demon.

Wu Feng gripped the jade flute in his hand tightly, as if he was also making a decision in his heart.

Apart from Wu Feng, Yun Qingwu was also paying attention to Yan Xiu.

"Looks like he alone isn't enough." Yun Qingwu seemed to be muttering to herself, but in the ears of the two Vice Domain Chiefs behind her, it was almost equivalent to an order.

"Should I go and help him?" The young vice domain chief with a dark green demonic eye on his forehead asked tentatively.

"Wu Ji, go." Yun Qingwu shook her head.

"Me? Young Lord, what about your safety … "The middle-aged man with a pale red Demon Eye hesitated when he heard Yun Qingwu's words.

"It's fine." Yun Qingwu replied calmly.

"I understand, I will be back soon." Wu Ji did not say anything else. Instead, he disappeared from the spot.

While the two armies were engaged in a fierce battle, a ray of light shooting down from the cliff did not attract much attention.

However, when this ray of light shot towards Yan Xiu at an extremely fast speed, Wu Feng was still the first to feel the strong killing intent contained within this ray of light.

"Don't even think about it!" Wu Feng let out a soft shout. His body was like a shooting star as he charged towards the light descending from the sky.

Wu Feng was a master of the Dao of Music.

Close combat was not his forte.

Fighting from a distance was his best option. However, this time, he didn't hesitate to meet the attack head-on. At the same time, the jade flute in his hand also lit up.

It was a jade-green light that was like water. When this light shone on Wu Feng's arm, an extremely strange scene appeared.

Streaks of green cloud patterns appeared on Wu Feng's arm. They even moved upwards bit by bit, converging towards his chest at a slow speed.

"Oh?" A soft sound rang out from the sky.

Then, the ray of light and the figure collided.

Without much surprise, Wu Feng's body was blown into the air like a kite. Blood sprayed out of his mouth like a fountain, and his face was pale.

A middle-aged man with a pale red glow on his forehead stood at the spot where the two of them collided. It was Wu Ji, who had just fallen from the cliff.

Wu Ji's clothes were torn and tattered, and his arms were trembling slightly. He looked at Wu Feng, who was lying on the ground not far away, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

"There's no need to struggle. It's useless." Wu Ji said coldly as he looked at Wu Feng, who was struggling to get up from the ground.

"If I don't struggle, then it's useless!" Wu Feng bit his lips so hard that blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. It was hard to tell whether it was blood from his mouth or blood from his bite.

"Given your talent, I would not be your match if you waited another 10 years." Wu Ji said confidently as he looked at the green cloud patterns on Wu Feng's arm.

"I know." Wu Feng was equally confident.

"Mm, I can give you a chance. I can pretend that I didn't see you."

"But I've already seen you."

"Alright … since that's the case, you can die now!" Wu Ji nodded as he raised his sword. A crescent-shaped ray of light shot out from the tip of his sword.

It was an inconspicuous ray of light.

However, when Wu Feng saw this ray of light, the expression on his face had already turned ashen. He only bit his lips tightly and waited for the arrival of the crescent moon.

"Boom!"

Blood sprayed through the air.

Wu Feng fell head first onto the ground. There was a wound on his chest that was so deep that his bones could be seen. His eyes were tightly shut and his face was completely pale. However, the jade flute in his hand was still pointed towards the scarlet-eyed Yan Xiu...

"Wu Feng!"

"Young Master Wu!"

All of the candidates cried out pitifully. Their voices were filled with sympathy for Wu Feng, but they were also filled with despair.



Yan Xiu was in a daze.

He stood silently in front of Fang Zhengzhi, his eyes flowing with a bright red glow. Fang Zhengzhi could not see what was in his pupils, so it was impossible to guess what he was looking at.

The Heaven and Earth Fan, which no longer had the Mountain and River Picture, was held tightly in his hand. The blood on the fan looked a little dazzling and sad.

"Wu … Wu … Wu Feng …" An extremely soft voice came out from Yan Xiu's mouth. As this voice came out, the blood-red colour in Yan Xiu's eyes seemed to slowly clear up.

It was clear.

It was like a muddy river. After years, the sand slowly settled. The color remained the same, but the clear quality had become a lot more crystalline.

"Wu Feng!" Suddenly, a clear voice rang out from Yan Xiu's mouth. Then, the red light on Yan Xiu's chest began to glow.

If it was flickering before, now it was brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter.

"What is going on?" Wu Ji looked at the red light on Yan Xiu's chest in confusion. Logically speaking, Yan Xiu should have fallen into the Evil Shura state.

Of course …

Yan Xiu was still in the Evil Asura state. The brighter the red light on his chest, the deeper he was in the Evil Asura state.

How was Yan Xiu able to speak clearly?

Wu Ji did not understand.

The middle-aged man who was fighting Yan Xiu did not understand either. If he had already fallen into the Evil Shura state, how could he have climbed out?

The two Vice Domain Chiefs of the Devil Race were confused.

However, the confusion in their eyes quickly turned into shock. This was because they saw a figure pressing a hand on Yan Xiu's shoulder.

It was a hand that was completely enveloped in purple light.

This purple light naturally came from the sword in his hand. It was a sword that had turned completely purple from the blade to the hilt. It was a sparkling and demonic purple.

"Fang … Fang Zhengzhi?!" As a demon in the Rebirth State, Wu Ji was rarely surprised to see a human. However, for some reason, he had a bad feeling about this.

The middle-aged man standing next to Wu Ji was equally shocked. He took a step back when he saw Fang Zhengzhi's expression.

Even though it was a small step, it was enough to show what he was thinking.

"Fang Zhengzhi is not dead!"

"Is … is that still Fang Zhengzhi?"

"What's going on? Why, I … I feel a little scared! "

All of the candidates noticed the figure standing behind Yan Xiu. It was a figure that they were very familiar with, but at this moment, they didn't seem to recognize it.

On the cliff, Yun Qingwu's expression changed.

It was also because of the figure behind Yan Xiu, a figure that Yun Qingwu was very familiar with. All along, Yun Qingwu's impression of Fang Zhengzhi was that he was a shameless person that could not be described with words.

It was not hard to imagine the aura he exuded.

But now …

That aura was gone.

Right now, Fang Zhengzhi was like a specter surrounded by a ball of purple light. The Traceless Sword had turned into a crystal-clear purple sword.

Even one of Fang Zhengzhi's arms was covered in the purple light.

It was almost as if the purple had seeped into his blood. Fang Zhengzhi's eyes were also purple.

It was understandable that Yan Xiu's eyes were bloodshot after mastering the Dao of Asura. That was an ability that only a Rebirth State cultivator could have.

But …

Had Fang Zhengzhi entered the Rebirth State?

Of course not. He had 388 Daos in his pocket dimension. However, Fang Zhengzhi only had one Dao flowing in his body.

That was, slaughter.

A killing intent that came from the depths of his heart.

If Yan Xiu's Dao of Asura was a combination of good and evil, then Fang Zhengzhi's was a bone-chilling coldness.

Or rather, it was a murderous aura.

An uncontrollable murderous aura.

"He's awake?" Yun Qingwu was shocked. She rarely showed such an expression on her face.

Meanwhile, the Vice Domain Chief with the Dark Green Demon Eye standing behind Yun Qingwu tensed up and unsheathed his sword.

...

Yan Xiu's body trembled slightly at this moment.

He did not do much, but a purple light began to envelop Yan Xiu's body from Fang Zhengzhi's hand.

To an evil Asura...

This was something that should not have happened. A mindless evil Asura would not be able to control himself and allow other forms of energy to enter his body.

However, Yan Xiu did not do much. He just stood there quietly, his body trembling slightly.

Until...

He closed his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

Just as everyone expected, Yan Xiu fell into a coma. However, this was also something that no one expected. Because, Fang Zhengzhi actually made Yan Xiu fall into a coma?!

Fang Zhengzhi had no intention of answering the puzzled expressions on the faces around him. Instead, he gently helped Yan Xiu up. Then, his gaze turned towards Wu Feng, who was lying in a pool of blood not too far away.

Then...

He looked at Wu Ji and the middle-aged man standing next to him.

A purple light began to rise from the soles of his feet. It was like a coiling dragon that was slowly circling around his body.

This scene caused even Nangong Hao and Bai Xing to stop their intense battle.

Bai Xing's eyes were filled with shock. His smirk disappeared. There was something about Fang Zhengzhi that made him feel uneasy.

Nangong Hao was also shocked. This was different from the shock he felt when he heard that Fang Zhengzhi had 388 Daos in his pocket dimension. This time, he was shocked and confused.

Was this the true power of 388 Daos?

No...

This was just a kind of Dao, a Dao that completely belonged to killing!

Why would there be such a Dao?!

The intense battle on the battlefield became quiet at this moment. That was because a purple light soared into the sky at this moment. It was a purple dragon.

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