Looking down at Li Shuanghua who had fallen to the ground, Fang Xingjian felt exhilarated like never before. The mental cultivation method in his mind continued to circulate rapidly, as if he would attain a breakthrough at any moment.
Looking at Li Shuanghua's venomous gaze, Fang Xingjian said calmly, "Li Shuanghua, are you still not willing to admit defeat?"
With Li Shuanghua's personality, how could a Divine level expert, an expert who had cultivated to such a level, possibly admit defeat so easily?
Even if a sword or saber were to be placed on her neck, she would not admit defeat so easily.
"Vile spawn, you're a traitor and ungrateful. Even if you win by a small margin today, you'll definitely be guilty of many crimes in the future. You won't have a good ending."
Fang Xingjian also knew that it was impossible for Li Shuanghua to admit defeat so easily. If she did not have that indomitable and unyielding will, she would not have been able to materialize her will and become a Divine level expert.
Therefore, when Fang Xingjian heard this, he merely shook his head. "Since you refuse to admit defeat and possess Divine level powers, there's no way I'll let you off so easily."
With that, he pointed the bone sword at Li Shuanghua's forehead and said, "I'll ask you one more time. If you are willing to admit your mistake and admit defeat to me, and if you are willing to kneel in front of my mother in the mourning hall, I will let you go. "If you're unwilling, then I'll cripple your cultivation first."
"Hahahaha," Li Shuanghua laughed out loud and said, "Vile spawn, do you think that you can threaten me with such a small matter? If you want to cripple me, then so be it. But if you want me to admit defeat and kneel down before Fang Yueru, that rebellious daughter who has humiliated our clan, that's impossible. "Moreover, do you think that you're invincible just because you've won against me? There's still the Federation and other Divine level experts on Earth. They won't let you do as you please. "
"The Federation? Other Divine level experts? " Fang Xingjian smiled. Ignoring Li Shuanghua, who could no longer move, he lifted his head and looked toward the west.
At the next instant, his body disappeared abruptly and appeared over ten kilometers away. He then plunged fiercely toward the ground.
With a loud boom, as Fang Xingjian landed fiercely on the ground, endless yellow sand soared into the sky. It was as if several ten thousand kilograms of explosives had been ignited, scattering out in all directions. The people in the surroundings were either knocked unconscious or sent flying. Countless tents, tables, chairs, food, and drinks were overturned and sent flying several kilometers away.
There were only two people left in the hall, which had been set up like that of an ancient emperor. One of them was the Despot, who looked like a chimpanzee, sitting where he was, looking coldly at Fang Xingjian.
Beside him, the silver-haired and silver-eyed Thunder Monarch let out a low bellow, and countless alloy armors flew over from all directions, assembling onto his body.
As the Divine level expert from the Ford Clan, who had the greatest technological prowess, the Clan's Sword. The Fang's Xingjian's to the Ford.
Not only did it have a built-in high intelligence system, but each piece of the armor was also forged from many layers of special alloys. Even if he was at the bottom of the ocean, in outer space, or even on the moon, he would be able to move about freely without suffering any damage.
It contained various weapons such as lasers, missiles, extremely powerful plasma beams, ultrasonic waves, ring-shaped lightning bolts, and so on. It had the destructive prowess of an entire modern mechanized army.
As for the Thunder Monarch himself, he was a possessor of yellow faction magic prints.
Different from the magic prints of the other colors, the yellow magic prints emphasized a kind of evolution. All of its black magic and magic prints abilities were focused on incessantly stimulating the cultivator's body, allowing the cultivator to continuously evolve.
This kind of evolution was very broad, and it was also an evolution that was unique to each person. The powers of any yellow faction magic prints Warrior or Yellow Robed Mage would be different based on their mental state, experiences, and personality.
This meant that as the powers of any yellow faction magic prints Warrior or Yellow Robed Mage continued to evolve, the powers they grasped would be unique and different from the others. They might be similar, but they would definitely not be completely the same.
The Thunder Monarch cultivated yellow faction magic prints, and what he kept on evolving was lightning-related abilities. Coupled with the high technological weapons that the Ford Clan kept on developing, he possessed astonishing battle prowess.
With Fang Xingjian's appearance, the trio's martial wills clashed wildly in the air, and countless thoughts intersected and communicated in that instant.
"Fang Xingjian, are you crazy?
"Are you going to fight against the two of us alone?
"The two of you better go all out. Otherwise, it would be a great pity for two Divine level experts to die under my sword."
"This lunatic."
After a short exchange, both the Thunder Monarch and the Despot knew that there was no way out for them when faced with Fang Xingjian's response.
At the next moment, the Thunder Monarch's entire body flashed with electricity, and the alloy armor he wore was fully activated. Over 100 probes lit up simultaneously, and over 100 laser cannons shot out toward Fang Xingjian.
The Thunder Monarch had turned his lightning-related abilities into laser beams and shot them out at full power.
Just as the over 100 laser cannons landed on Fang Xingjian's body, the Despot, who was like King Kong, moved at the same time.
Streams of black magic prints swelled up all over his body. Accompanied by the appearance of these black magic prints, his aura increased crazily, and a phantom image that was over 100 meters tall and looked exactly the same as him rose up behind him.
Black faction magic prints and Black Robed Mages had always been considered to be the three factions among the 12 factions of black magic that possessed the strongest battle prowess in head-on battles, along with the gold faction and the silver faction.
Black faction magic prints cultivators would not possess any other extraordinary abilities. The only ability they possessed was that they could engulf other life forms to strengthen their physical body and mental state without limits.
Although they did not possess any other extraordinary abilities, with their terrifying physical body and mental state, their battle prowess was extremely terrifying. Simultaneously, due to the fact that they could engulf other life forms to increase their battle prowess, they usually improved very quickly.
This was also the reason why black faction cultivators, like the Despot, loved to kill and were temperamental.
The Despot suddenly erupted, and the muscles under his skin started to twist like many ancient huge dragons. Before the power from his punches had even landed on Fang Xingjian's body, the surrounding air had already been completely sucked dry. Even the ground under his feet had sunk by an entire meter.
The Despot's strength attribute had already reached over 400 points. It was the first time Fang Xingjian had seen such a powerful physical body.
Moreover, it was not just his physical body. The extremely massive phantom image behind the Despot, which was over 100 meters tall, was formed from his martial will. The number of phantom images was so great that even Li Shuanghua could not be compared to it.
In that instant, both the Thunder Monarch and the Despot joined forces. The two Divine level experts had a deep understanding of how terrifying Fang Xingjian was. They went all out the moment they attacked, and the yellow and black magic prints swelled up at the same time.
Over 100 beams of light blasted onto Fang Xingjian's body. Then within 0.001 seconds, the Despot's fists followed up, and the phantom image behind him also struck out from a distance. Violent martial will gushed forth like a spiritual tsunami, wanting to engulf Fang Xingjian's consciousness completely.
Faced with such a terrifying siege, Fang Xingjian only unleashed one sword attack.
The fifth God-Slaying Sword — Instant.
At the next moment, the alloy armor on the Thunder Monarch's chest, which could withstand several ten thousand tons of pressure, exploded abruptly. A hole was blasted through his chest, and he was sent flying out over 100 kilometers. Along the way, he sent the atmosphere and sand dunes flying, and he smashed through countless hills.
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