"Sneak attack?" The Space-splitting Demon God's lips moved. Then, he looked at his right hand that he had just raised and was slightly shocked.
As a powerful individual who could be called a God.
Did he need to sneak an attack on a human who was as weak as an ant?
The answer was obviously no.
However, Fang Zhengzhi had indeed shouted, and he had shouted very loudly. Most importantly, Fang Zhengzhi seemed to have used the word 'bastard', which was extremely unpleasant to hear.
The Space-splitting Demon God did not react in time and thought to himself, 'Could it be that the coldness that I emitted unintentionally made Fang Zhengzhi misunderstand?'
Just as he was thinking about this, he realized …
Fang Zhengzhi ran away!
Furthermore, he ran extremely quickly and did not even turn his head back.
"…"
"…"
If one day, one realized that someone was sneaking an attack from the back, what would be the most important thing to do? If he wasn't mistaken, he should be lying down or dodging.
This was the natural instinct under normal circumstances.
However, this instinct definitely did not include running away.
Fang Zhengzhi ran very decisively. He did not lie down or dodge. If one were to use a sentence to describe Fang Zhengzhi, it would be that he wished he had more legs.
Yun Qingwu was speechless as she looked at Fang Zhengzhi who was running away.
She thought that she had seen through Fang Zhengzhi and was mentally prepared. However, she still underestimated Fang Zhengzhi's shamelessness.
Indeed, the so-called bottom line was meant to be broken through.
The Space-splitting Demon God was also speechless. He was a demon who had experienced real battles and had seen countless schemes. However, at this moment, he seemed to have …
Been tricked!
At least, he was slightly stunned. However, in that short period of time, Fang Zhengzhi had already run at least twenty steps away.
Almost instinctively, the black bone spur reappeared in the Space-splitting Demon God's hand. However, at that instant, the Space-splitting Demon God noticed Yun Qingwu's expression.
The Space-splitting Demon God saw a tinge of surprise on Yun Qingwu's face. However, it was only a tinge of surprise that disappeared in a flash. Then, Yun Qingwu's face returned to its usual calm state.
The Space-splitting Demon God's lips curled up at this moment.
Yes, he smiled.
In fact, from the moment he saw Yun Qingwu, he could sense that her aura was very weak, so weak that she should not even be here.
However, such a woman was standing in front of him.
Moreover, he could clearly sense the respect and fear they had for Yun Qingwu from the faces of the few elders of the demon race and the Monster Kings below.
Respect was not surprising. However, fear made the Space-splitting Demon God curious.
It was because of this curiosity that he was willing to waste his time to gamble with Yun Qingwu. Since he had already chosen to gamble, why would he be willing to lose?
The black bone spur quickly retracted.
The Space-splitting Demon God did not move because it was stipulated in the bet that he could not move. However, the golden crack on his forehead shone brightly at this moment.
Every pure-blooded devil would have a devil eye on their forehead. In a sense, the devil's devil eye also represented the devil's strength.
Red, Rebirth, Golden, Sage State!
The Space-splitting Demon God was a devil. Normally, he should have a devil eye on his forehead. However, in reality, there was only a golden crack on his forehead.
"Come back!" The moment the radiance flashed past the golden crack on the Space-splitting Demon God's forehead, the Space-splitting Demon God roared.
"Come back? Only a fool would! " Fang Zhengzhi looked at him in disdain. He was not a fool. Regardless of how powerful the Space-splitting Demon God was, Monster Emperor Baizhi alone was not someone he could deal with.
Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and Qian Yu had run away.
Should he stay?
Fang Zhengzhi was not that naive. After all, he would definitely not wait for death when he had a chance to escape.
However, what made him speechless was that he had already delayed for such a long time, but the two girls still hadn't run away?
It was somewhat comforting.
However, he felt helpless.
"Run, aren't you two silly …" Before Fang Zhengzhi could finish his sentence, his expression froze and he was dumbfounded.
That was because he realized that he seemed to be …
Back again?!
Yes, he went back again. He went back to the Space-splitting Demon God and Yun Qingwu. He stood at the same spot and did not move at all.
"…"
"What the hell?!"
Fang Zhengzhi wanted to ask what kind of sorcery was that, but it was clearly not the time to ask that. That was because a bone-chilling chilliness was heading towards his neck.
Different from the chilliness earlier on, this chilliness was sharp and concentrated like a sharp blade. It arrived in front of him instantly.
It was so fast that he did not even have time to react.
"Do you know why I am called the Space-splitting Demon God?" The Space-splitting Demon God smiled coldly and did not seem surprised that Fang Zhengzhi would return.
"…" Fang Zhengzhi did not have time to reply.
This was because when he felt the chill, he already felt a pain in his neck. The chill was too fast, so fast that it was as if the attack had landed on his neck.
Or rather …
After the chilliness flew out of the Space-splitting Demon God's hand, it did not even "fly" in the air. Instead, it went straight to his neck.
"F * ck!" Fang Zhengzhi did not even have the chance to dodge it. The only way was to use the Heaven Dao to take three steps to the side.
An azure blue radiance flashed past.
Fang Zhengzhi appeared at a distance away. A few drops of blood flowed down Fang Zhengzhi's neck and stained his blue long robe.
"Heavenly Rebirth Dao? That's a little surprising. " The Space-splitting Demon God looked at Fang Zhengzhi who appeared out of nowhere and was slightly shocked.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi felt a chill down his spine.
He finally understood why someone as powerful as Yan Yin could not even defend himself and was defeated by the Space-splitting Demon God's bone spur.
That was because the Space-splitting Demon God's attack speed was extremely fast. In other words, it could not be described as fast. It was as though he was slicing his body with a knife.
What kind of Dao was that …
Fang Zhengzhi clenched his Traceless Sword tightly.
The scene where the Space-splitting Demon God attacked Yan Yin flashed past his mind. The scene where the black bone spur flashed twice in the air.
Space-splitting?
Wait a minute!
Space-splitting!
A drop of cold sweat trickled down Fang Zhengzhi's forehead.
"It's space! He split the space! " It was a very bold thought but it was the only explanation that could explain what happened to Yan Yin and himself.
No, not only did he split the space …
He could control it!
Fang Zhengzhi suddenly recalled that when the Space-splitting Demon God shouted "come back", a small unstable space appeared in front of him. It looked like it was going to shatter anytime.
At that time, he was in a rush to escape and did not bother about it. It was impossible for him to avoid that unstable space.
Hence, he dove into it.
Then …
He seemed to have returned?
"…" Fang Zhengzhi finally understood. However, he was speechless because there was no way he could play normally anymore.
How could a demon that could break through space and allow its attacks to "fly" through space? Then, it would be able to land its attacks on its own body. How could it possibly win?
As the saying went, "Speed is the only unbeatable martial art technique in the world."
However, the Space-splitting Demon God's speed could no longer be described as fast. This reminded him of a classic advertisement in his previous world. "XX express delivery, mission accomplished."
Then, there was a problem.
How could he dodge the attack that was as fast as a express delivery?
…
When Fang Zhengzhi encountered the "fastest situation" in his life, Nangong Hao was finally caught by Nangong Tian and a sage from the Nangong Nobles.
"Hao 'er, Hao' er!" After catching Nangong Hao, Nangong Tian looked extremely anxious and kept pressing Nangong Hao's body with one hand.
"Cough cough …" Nangong Hao coughed out a mouthful of blood. His pale face finally turned red and he opened his eyes slowly.
"Hao 'er, are you alright?"
"Father …" Nangong Hao looked at Nangong Tian, who was right in front of him. Then, he quickly looked at the green and black Gates of God in the sky and said, "We lost, we still lost in the end."
"No, we didn't lose!" Nangong Tian shook his head. "As long as Fang Zhengzhi dies, the fruit of the Tree of God might appear again. By then, we can still …"
"Father!"
"Hao 'er, you can't give up, you can't give up!"
"Father, I'm a little tired …"
"Tired? Then take a rest first. After … after Fang Zhengzhi dies, we can … "
"No, father, I mean that I'm really tired." Nangong Hao shook his head and looked at Nangong Mu, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. "Brother Mu, I … I'm sorry."
"Hao 'er, don't say such nonsense. Mu' er's decision is father's and has nothing to do with you. We just have to wait for a while and find an opportunity …"
"Father, do you really think there's a chance?" Nangong Hao interrupted Nangong Tian and pointed at the Space-splitting Demon God who was standing on the top of the Tree of God.
"…" Nangong Tian's lips moved as if he wanted to say something. However, he did not say a single word in the end.
When the dozen or so Saint Stage experts from the Nangong Family saw this scene, all of them lowered their heads and none of them said a word.
That was because they knew that the so-called opportunity …
Did not exist anymore.
Regardless of whether the fruit of the Tree of God would appear again after Fang Zhengzhi's death, even if it did, how could they snatch the fruit of the Tree of God from the Space-splitting Demon God and Monster Emperor Baizhi?
"Father, I have lost. According to the rules of the Nangong Nobles, I should be punished!" Nangong Hao spoke again with a desolate expression.
"Hao 'er … You have tried your best. We can see that. This is not your fault, it's my fault … I'm not powerful enough, there's nothing I can do …"
"I only hope that father can promise me one last thing!"
"Hao 'er, don't say silly things …"
"Father, promise me!"
"Alright, say … say it."
"Save Brother Mu!"
"This … Of course I want to save Mu 'er. However, Mu' er's heart has already … You should know that the bloodline of the Nangong Nobles is extremely special. In your generation, only you and Mu 'er have the blood of the Nangong Nobles … In fact, the descendants of the Nangong Nobles are unable to inherit the bloodline of our ancestors …"
Kacha! Before Nangong Tian could finish his sentence, a sound interrupted him.
Then, Nangong Tian's eyes widened in an instant.
That was because there was a palm at the position of Nangong Hao's heart. It was a palm that had completely penetrated into his heart and blood was gushing out from his chest.
"Father … If you don't promise me, I … I will crush my heart!"
"Hao 'er, why, why do you have to do this!" Nangong Tian's body finally trembled. He had understood what Nangong Hao meant, but it made him feel even more pain.
"I have lost, so I should bear the punishment of the Nangong Nobles … I only hope that you can fulfill my last wish and exchange my life for Brother Mu's." Nangong Hao looked at Nangong Mu, who was not far away. For some reason, he did not seem to be in pain. Instead, there was a faint smile on his face.
"Brother Mu …"
"I know how hard you have worked for the past ten years. I know that you have always wanted to surpass me, but I can't fulfill your wish. That's because I know that once you surpass me, the person who will bear the responsibility and pain will no longer be me, but you …"
"I can't give you anything, but at least I can give you my life …"
"Brother, my most beloved brother!"
Nangong Hao's lips trembled continuously. No one could hear what he was saying. They only knew that this person, who had never been sad, was shedding tears of blood.
"Hao 'er!" Nangong Tian roared. He looked at Nangong Hao in his hand, then at the Space-splitting Demon God. Finally, he clenched his teeth and said, "Let's go!"
"Yes!" After seeing Nangong Tian carrying Nangong Hao, the sages of the Nangong Nobles immediately obeyed his order. They carried Nangong Mu carefully and fled down the Heaven Zen Mountain.
At this moment, the wind on the peak of the Heaven Zen Mountain became even colder.
Nangong Tian left with Nangong Hao, Nangong Mu, and the sages of the Nangong Nobles. Only Chi Guyan, Wu Yuer, Yan Qianli, and the Heavenly Oasis Saint were left standing on the peak.
"Yuer, there's no hope anymore."
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