Lan Yue's eyes were filled with admiration as she watched Fang Xingjian disappear.
Killing Alexander with a single sword strike, how terrifying was this? How powerful was this? How shocking was this? How invincible was this?
It was not just Lan Yue. The minds of the Blue Sacred Moonlight and the Astral Ancestor were also filled with Fang Xingjian's earlier sword attack. That sword attack which had pierced through the sky and slashed through the atmosphere was far too astonishing.
Just by observing from the side, they had the misconception that their wills had been pierced.
It was as if there was nothing in the entire world that could fend off that sword attack.
The three of them looked in the direction in which Fang Xingjian had disappeared, remaining silent. It was as if they were still immersed in the astonishment brought about by Fang Xingjian's sword attack.
...
Fang Xingjian was already rushing in the direction of the Great Western Region.
From the moment he dealt with the First Prince to the moment he killed Alexander, he had only spent 2.5 seconds.
After all, both of them were Divine level experts. Even if they were to communicate, it would only take an instant for them to cross 1,000 lis.
Within these 2.5 seconds, Fang Xingjian had scared off the Fifth Prince, defeated the First Prince, and killed Alexander. He had fought across 1,000 lis with a single sword attack, turning the entire situation around.
However, Alexander had really died, while the First Prince and the Fifth Prince had left behind their clones.
However, after sensing the locations of their clones with his Sudden Inspiration, Fang Xingjian broke into a cold smile. "Is there any use in leaving behind clones?"
Both the First Prince and the Fifth Prince had split up about 10% of their powers to ensure their survival.
However, in comparison, Alexander not leaving behind any clones was the wisest choice.
On one hand, it was to ensure that he would be able to go all out in battle. On the other hand, it also showed his confidence in himself.
Only when he was determined to win would he not leave behind any clones and go all out.
The fact that the First Prince and the Fifth Prince had left behind 10% of their powers was a sign of their lack of confidence in themselves.
It was because they were not like Fang Xingjian, who had left behind clones in order to obtain complete victory. Instead, they had left behind clones in order to escape.
Moreover, Fang Xingjian had attained tier four of the Divine level and possessed the Sudden Inspiration ability. As long as his clone was still in this world, Fang Xingjian would definitely be able to find it.
However, right now, Fang Xingjian was not in a hurry to look for them. Right now, neither the First Prince nor the Fifth Prince were of any concern to him. Right now, he had to settle the battle in the Great Western Region.
After spending two seconds to deal with True Lord Qingshan, it was more than enough for Fang Xingjian to return and kill the two princes.
…
Over at the Great Western Region, True Lord Qingshan had been extremely exasperated. It was because he realized that his Duality Minute Formation was not a match for Fang Xingjian's sword formation.
However, he was, after all, an expert who had been famous for a long time in the past. His panic only lasted for a moment before he regained his senses.
"Hmph, Fang Xingjian, do you really think you've won?"
True Lord Qingshan broke into a cold smile, and a stream of martial will swept out in all directions.
"Luoluo, Alba, the two of you can come out as well."
With True Lord Qingshan's orders, Shang's two Divine level experts finally appeared.
Two gushes of martial will — one white and one green — soared into the sky. The clouds in the sky seethed, and under the influence of the two people's astonishing powers, it was as if the entire Great Western City was welcoming a series of grade 10 typhoons.
There were even a few small buildings that were uprooted by the martial will, flying into the sky and eventually turning into dust.
These two people were Grand Duke Alba and Saint Luoluo.
Right now, Grand Duke Alba was dressed in a black tuxedo, standing in midair like an aristocratic gentleman.
This Jade Dynasty's top scholar from 5,000 years ago clearly possessed the strength of a tier four Divine level expert. His aura was overwhelming, and he was like a god or a demon.
On the other side was Saint Luoluo, who was completely covered in a white veil, and her face was shrouded in fog.
This Saint Luoluo was the Saint of the Holy See of Truth from 3,000 years ago.
The so-called Saint was chosen from countless women by the Holy See of Truth. They had to go through many strict checks. Not only did they have to have a pure faith and bloodline, but they also had to have great talent and be intelligent.
After they were chosen to be the Saint, they would go through ten to twenty years of nurturing before eventually becoming the Pope's personal maids.
Although they were known as personal maids, no one would look down on them.
It was because they were the Pope's personal maids, and many of the Pope's orders were carried out by them personally. Their authority was even greater than that of the Guardian Kings.
Right now, Saint Luoluo had clearly recovered her cultivation to that of a tier four Divine level expert.
However, it was a pity that she was unable to bring back the divine arts that the God of Universal Truth had bestowed upon her in her previous life. Despite this, with the countless secret martial arts that she had grasped from the Holy See of Truth, she was still able to look down on 99% of the experts in the world.
Seeing the two of them appear, the countenances of everyone in the Great Western Region Regional Academy changed.
Regardless of whether it was Tyrande, the Fourth Prince, or Philip, all of their eyes were filled with worry.
They had been considering whether they should lend a hand when Fang Xingjian was being suppressed by True Lord Qingshan. After all, the battle prowess displayed by the two of them was far too terrifying, and their participation might end up becoming a burden for Fang Xingjian.
Seeing that Fang Xingjian had turned the situation around, everyone felt at ease.
However, they had not expected that True Lord Qingshan would bring two great experts with him.
True Lord Qingshan looked at Fang Xingjian, who did not seem to care, and his will seethed as he continued to smile coldly, "Fang Xingjian, don't think that you can look down on ordinary Divine level experts just because you have this sword formation. "Do you think that since I've brought them here, I haven't made any preparations? Attack! "
At the next moment, a myriad of chaotic air currents gushed out from Saint Luoluo and Grand Duke Alba.
In that instant, the three Duality Minute Formations in the sky shone, and the number of chaotic air currents increased at a terrifying rate.
True Lord Qingshan had imparted his great arts to Saint Luoluo and Grand Duke Alba.
The duo's Duality Minute Formation appeared to be very crude, and the prowess of the Duality Minute Formation that they had activated was not even comparable to that of True Lord Qingshan's Duality Minute Formation.
However, the duo's sudden attacks were sufficient to break the previous situation. The three Duality Minute Formations shone with each other, and their prowess increased by several times.
Chaotic air currents came gushing out in all directions, as if wanting to cover up the entire sky of the Great Western Region.
However, most of the power was pressed onto Fang Xingjian.
Loud kacha kacha sounds rang out from Fang Xingjian's sword shadows. It was as if Mount Tai had collapsed and Mount Everest had been broken.
True Lord Qingshan laughed maniacally and said, "Feel despair, Fang Xingjian!"
Seeing the sword shadows that Fang Xingjian had condensed shattering and the chaotic air currents pressing down like a waterfall, the countenances of everyone in the Great Western Region changed.
"Run!"
"We can't hold them off anymore!"
"Save us!"
In an instant, everyone in the academy broke down. Countless Knights and Conferred Knights fled in all directions, attempting to escape from the danger of the sky collapsing.
The countenances of Prince Philip and the others also changed drastically, revealing expressions of despair as they looked at the impasse in the sky. It was because they knew that once Fang Xingjian failed, they would not be able to escape from the other party's attacks.
"Let's make our move," Tyrande said with a grim countenance. "If we attack together, we might have a chance. Moreover, we can't let Xingjian do everything. "
Prince Philip nodded. Although their powers were far from being comparable to the Duality Minute Formation, it was impossible for them to sit still and wait for death at a moment of life and death like this.
"The three of us will join forces and attack toward one point.
"Whether we live or die will depend on this."
The Fourth Prince's expression was also solemn, and streams of sword shadows rose up slowly behind him.
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