In the sky below the mountain, two divine rays of light collided!
The moment he saw Fang Xing, Zhao Yatong abandoned Zhu Xiu in Jade Cauldron Mountain. His vicious aura did not change as he charged out of the mountain, brandishing his Red Tasseled Silver Spear as he stabbed at Fang Xing. The situation was clear. The key to breaking through the forbidden area of Jade Cauldron Mountain were the array masters. Fang Xing had turned the mountain into pellets and was slaughtering these array masters one by one. This was to destroy any possibility of them breaking through the forbidden area. And Fang Xing had no idea what he was thinking. He could clearly use the pellets to keep Zhao Yatong at bay, but he did not do so. Instead, he put away the God Striking Bow and charged down. His entire body transformed into a streak of divine light as he prepared to meet the charging Zhao Yatong head-on!
One up and one down, both brimming with a boundless vicious might, collided with his opponent!
Boom!
One hundred zhang from the ground, the two collided!
Zhao Yatong, who had activated all his spiritual power, was struck down by the vicious force of Fang Xing's body. Fang Xing pressed a hand against the Red Tasseled Silver Spear and effortlessly pressed Zhao Yatong into the ground. His back smashed a large hole in the ground while he was pressed to the bottom of the valley by Fang Xing …
The Red Tasseled Young Master of the Central Region's Four Young Masters, who was both brave and intelligent, was no longer a match for Fang Xing!
But he was clearly not satisfied. After being pressed to the bottom of the valley, he roared, "Silver Ghost Dragon-Snake!"
Hiss …
The body of the Red Tassel Rotten Silver Spear that Fang Xing pressed in the middle suddenly changed. The Rotten Silver Spear turned into a ferocious silver-scaled strange dragon. The dragon's body suddenly coiled around Fang Xing's arm, and then the dragon's head abruptly turned back, revealing its eerie fangs, spitting out a ghastly ghostly aura, and directly bit towards Fang Xing's face with incomparable ferocity.
This was so sudden that it was hard for anyone to calm down.
However, Fang Xing's face was cold and he did not panic at all. Seeing that the dragon's head was about to reach his face, he suddenly tilted his head and bit the Snake-Dragon's neck. Then, with a jerk of his neck, he tore off half of the dragon's head with his palm, causing the Snake-Dragon to squeak in pain. Then, he flung his hand and threw it far away. He did not even look at it.
Zhao Yatong jumped in fright and stared in a daze at Fang Xing.
"I'll give you a chance. What other moves do you have? Use them all!"
Dragon blood still stained the corner of Fang Xing's mouth, but his eyes were cold and sinister as he stared at Zhao Yatong.
Zhao Yatong seemed to have suffered the greatest humiliation. His face flushed red, and blood seemed about to seep from his eyes. He roared, "Omnidirectional Thunder Control Talisman!" Suddenly, four violet talismans flew out from his red armor. The talismans flickered with lightning and linked together to form a small square array of talismans. Then, a massive waterfall of lightning surged out of the array and exploded in front of Fang Xing. Astonishing bolts of lightning fiercely shot toward Fang Xing's face!
"Huff!"
Fang Xing's expression did not change. With a roar, the void in front of him shattered and the waterfall of lightning vanished.
"Continue!"
This roar shattered Zhao Yatong's Lightning Talisman, but he still did not move, only growled.
Zhao Yatong's expression became even more furious. This man, who had always been refined and courteous in front of Fang Xing, who did not seem capable of getting angry, seemed to be venting all the anger of a lifetime. Fang Xing was clearly showing mercy, or else he would have already pressed him to the ground and scattered his soul. In the last two attacks, he had clearly displayed a terrifying strength that far surpassed his current cultivation level, but he did not seem to understand and had lost all reason.
"Blood Fiend Art!
"Evil Suppressing Armor!
"Soul Transformation Sword!"
He didn't stop shouting as he unleashed all of his divine abilities and rare treasures. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out his true life blood, which transformed into numerous blood ghosts that charged towards Fang Xing. The red armor on his body peeled off piece by piece, and they were like flying swords that blotted out the sky and covered the earth as they stabbed towards Fang Xing. His divine soul broke out of his forehead, and he burned the power of his divine soul to form a divine weapon that slashed towards Fang Xing. He used all sorts of techniques, and it seemed like he really wanted to fight Fang Xing to the death!
But Fang Xing's face was cold, and he didn't even move. Whether it was chanting an incantation, stealthily channeling his spiritual sense, or forcefully resisting, all of his methods had failed. When the smoke had settled, he was still crouching there, looking down at Zhao Yatong with cold eyes!
Zhao Yatong, on the other hand, was gasping for breath. It seemed like he had been bombarded by all kinds of magical arts and divine abilities. His treasured armor was shattered and riddled with wounds. His blood-red eyes were filled with a terrifying bloody light as he stared at Fang Xing like a trapped beast …
"Anything else?"
Fang Xing looked straight into his eyes and calmly asked.
Zhao Yatong clenched his teeth and stared at Fang Xing, saying nothing.
"It seems like there's nothing else!"
Fang Xing mumbled to himself. Then, he slowly raised his palm. Divine light began to gather on his palm.
"Now that I think about it, the two of us had some friendship in the past. You helped me once, and I've always remembered this favor …"
His palm was raised in the air, but he could not bring it down. He looked into Zhao Yatong's eyes, a little hesitant. "I can kill anyone, but I'm not willing to kill my friends. You can more or less count as a friend of mine. Even if you've submitted to the Divine race and sold your life to the other races, and I don't like you in my heart, I'm not willing to kill you. It's just that … just now, when I saw your bravery down below, I suddenly wanted your life!" At this point, his voice paused slightly and he gritted his teeth. After a long while, he lowered his voice and continued, "I gave you all the chance to resist just now, but you were useless. Don't blame me for this …"
"Bang!"
His palms, which were filled with divine light, suddenly clenched tightly, and an explosive sound was heard. It was extremely terrifying.
And that tightly clenched fist was about to smash into Zhao Yatong's face!
But unexpectedly, Zhao Yatong, upon hearing Fang Xing's words, suddenly relaxed. The rage and resentment on his face vanished into thin air. Even his bloodshot eyes were suddenly filled with exhaustion. He was like an inflated balloon that had suddenly deflated. His voice seemed extremely powerless. "Hurry up and kill me …"
As he spoke, he exerted all his strength to raise his hand and grab the corner of Fang Xing's robe.
"I deserve to die, you can kill me … but … but if … if you really think of me as a friend …"
Zhao Yatong struggled to speak, his eyes filled with a deep pleading. "… Then help me save my little sister!"
"Your little sister?"
Fang Xing stared blankly. His fist did not land, but his eyes widened.
Speaking of which, he had known Zhao Yatong's little sister before Zhao Yatong. That girl, who liked to wear blue, had already known him when Nan Zhan's Mysterious Coffin descended from the Heavens. The two had even worked together to rob for a time and had left a rather good impression on each other. Thus, when he discovered that Zhao Yatong had betrayed the Divine race, his first thought was to ask where his little sister was. What he feared the most was that his little sister, that gentle and lovely little fish, would follow him and defect to the enemy!
However, when he asked, Zhao Yatong did not give a normal reply, so the matter was put on hold.
Only now did he suddenly hear a few things from Zhao Yatong …
"My sister … she was captured by the Small Immortal Realm, I can't not listen to them …"
Zhao Yatong's face was filled with exhaustion and endless frustration. Her voice was bitter. "The Zhao Clan was exterminated. The Zhao Clan that had existed for tens of thousands of years was exterminated. The elders and seniors of the clan were all slaughtered by the Divine Race. My little sister and I tried to escape, but we were stopped by the people of the Minor Immortal World. I was useless … I couldn't save her. She fell into the hands of the Minor Immortal World. In order to protect her life, I could only work for the Divine Race. This time, if I couldn't break the forbidden land and obtain the Minor Sovereign title, my little sister's life would be in danger …"
As she spoke, two streams of blood flowed from Zhao Yatong's eye sockets.
Just now, he had fought with all his might against Fang Xing, and his eyes were bloodshot. Now that he relaxed, blood flowed down like two streams of tears of blood, but he didn't seem to feel it. His eyes just stared straight at Fang Xing, and he said in a low voice, "I'm already very tired. I've thought of all the methods, but I can't save my sister. I even have a premonition that something very bad is going to happen, but I can't do anything. I can only be a slave, act according to the orders of the Small Immortal Realm, and do those things that bring shame to our ancestors …"
"Sinner deserves death … I am a sinner …
"Fang Xing, Brother Fang Xing, kill me …
"Help me get out of this nightmare …"
"… But you, you must save my little sister. Your abilities are stronger than mine, so you can definitely save her!"
After saying these words, Zhao Yatong slowly closed her eyes. She seemed truly too tired, closing her eyes to wait for death.
But when Fang Xing heard these words, his heart shuddered. No matter how hard he tried, he could not bring his fist down.
He had always been a selfish person, and righteousness did not occupy much of a place in his heart. When he saw what Zhao Yatong had done, he would be angry, he would rage, and he would want nothing more than to punch this bastard to death. But when he heard Zhao Yatong's secret, his heart softened …
"It's not like I slept with your little sister, so why should I save her …"
Fang Xing slowly stood up and swung his fist in frustration. He angrily said, "Save her yourself!"
Zhao Yatong was dumbfounded. She slowly sat up and looked in confusion at Fang Xing, hesitating to speak.
"I will help you with this favor!"
Fang Xing grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
Zhao Yatong's expression changed to one of doubt and confusion.
He simply could not understand what Fang Xing was thinking. Even he himself knew that his actions were sinful. From a certain perspective, if not for his little sister's concern, he might have done better than Fang Xing in the matter of righteousness. At the very least, he could not understand why Fang Xing would let him, whose hands were stained with the blood of his clansmen, off after hearing about his little sister's matter!
"I …"
Seeing Fang Xing step to the side, he finally confirmed that Fang Xing was sincere and couldn't help but slowly speak.
But he had only spoken a single word when he heard a whistling sound in the distance!
This was an arrow that came from millions of li away. It soared through the air with unfathomable ferocity. It was originally aimed at Fang Xing, but Fang Xing dodged it and shot straight at Zhao Yatong. And then, Zhao Yatong's world vanished like smoke in the wind …
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