They were both in the middle stage of the Gold Core stage, but under the situation where he was carrying a child, he defeated the great swordsman of Misery Sea, Yun Du, and even caused him to be unable to draw his sword … This was simply impossible. Even if the Divine Sons of the few ancient orthodoxies in the central region of the Divine Prefecture were here, they would not be able to do it. But there was actually someone who had done it, completely defeating Yun Du and stepping on him …
Even the old Gold Core cultivators who were watching the ceremony looked at each other and had a strange feeling.
This was because they realized that the little devil did not make any mistakes on the surface …
Whether it was two against one, or using tricks, they were all reasonable methods in this battle!
The only thing that no one expected was his shamelessness!
"This is unfair. Let's fight again!"
"You can't be so shameless. Let go of Mr. Yun, or we will chop you into pieces!"
"Get off the stage. How can the Princess Royal marry such a shameless person!"
The old cultivators with high cultivation bases and high statuses looked at the scene on the platform in shock and did not speak for a long time.
However, the other young people who were watching the ceremony did not care so much. Their shouts rose and fell like a tidal wave as they cried out for Misery Cloud. Some of them even stood up agitatedly and shouted at Elder Zhong Yi, who was controlling the Spell Platform. They wanted him to open the Spell Platform so that they could rush up and save the Great Swordsman. At the same time, they wanted to kick that annoying brat into the mirror lake to teach him a lesson.
However, the Gold Core elder of Tianyi Palace sat on the cattail hassock obediently. He held a jade slip in his hand and slowly went through all the rules that he had just said. Then, he ignored the shouts of the others.
"So you are here to take revenge for your female cultivator Nan Zhan …"
Yun Du's eyes were filled with murderous intent. His usually cold and pale face was flushed, as if his blood had flowed into his brain due to his anger. His voice seemed to come from the bottom of his heart. "I gave you a chance to take revenge, but you used such a trick. What kind of ability is that? Even if you win this battle by trickery, what's the use? I will kill you and use you as a sacrifice to my sword! "
"You have no chance!"
While the people around him were enraged and Yun Du, who was under his feet, was about to go crazy, Fang Xing's expression was calm.
When he made his move, an image of a female swordsman with white clothes, white boots and a white sword flashed across his mind. He had seen her in Nan Zhan, and he felt that she was one of the few women who could be regarded as a good man. Originally, he owed her a battle, but he did not expect that such a talented seedling would be so easily killed after coming to Shenzhou, and even disappeared.
Fear suddenly appeared on Yun Du's furious face. He instinctively shouted, "What do you want to do?"
Fang Xing asked, "What did you do at that time?"
Yun Du's heart was on the verge of exploding with terror. He suddenly shouted, "How dare you?"
Fang Xing chuckled and said, "If you knew me earlier, you wouldn't think that I don't dare!"
Although he was smiling, the coldness in his eyes chilled Yun Du's heart. This arrogant swordsman almost felt chills all over his body at this moment. All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and the final result made him shudder. He did not even care about his face anymore. The veins on his neck popped out, and he raised his hands high and shouted, "I admit …"
He wanted to admit defeat!
According to the rules on the ritual platform, once one party admitted defeat, the battle would be over, and this person would not be able to attack him anymore.
But just as he shouted these two words, Fang Xing suddenly exerted force on his feet, and a stream of spiritual energy rushed into his organs, making him unable to even shout this word. At the same time, Fang Xing also shouted, "You still don't want to admit defeat?"
This shout was like a muffled thunder, suppressing his voice and the clamor of the surroundings.
The surrounding cultivators looked over and saw that the little devil was shouting and forcing the prodigy of the Yun Family to admit defeat. However, the prodigy of the Yun Family was furious. He craned his neck and shouted something, undoubtedly rebuking that guy for being shameless. This tough attitude resonated with the surrounding Zhu Xiu, and they all shouted angrily toward the battle platform, "Shameless person, you dare to force someone to admit defeat? If you have the guts, do it again!"
"If you don't use tricks, it will be difficult for you to survive ten moves from Mr. Yun's sword!"
"If you really have the guts, then take on Mr. Yun's famous Nine Swords of Flowing Cloud!"
"…"
"…"
Countless shouts and angry rebukes came crashing down like waves.
Amidst this rebuke, Fang Xing laughed loudly, and his voice became even louder. "Do you admit defeat?"
"Fine, since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being soft-hearted!"
"Bam!"
He suddenly lifted up the leg that was stepping on Yun Du, and then fiercely stomped down. The spell stage kept on trembling, almost like water ripples, and Yun Du's body was bounced into midair by the force of his trembling. Fang Xing then took a step forward, stabbing the huge black sword into the ground. His hands swung out as if he was playing a pipa, forming many illusions, continuously striking the various joints and meridians on Yun Du's body …
"Pah pah pah pah pah …"
In a single breath, he struck out more than a hundred times!
A series of firecrackers even sounded out from Yun Du's body.
"What is he doing?"
The surrounding cultivators suddenly became speechless. The expressions of the few Jindan Stage cultivators with complicated expressions changed drastically.
The clamor of the crowd suddenly quietened down, as if someone was strangling them.
Even Dragon Lady, Dao Wufang, Xie Linfuan, Wen Yiru, and the others were shocked by the scene in the mirror lake. Their eyes were wide open.
"My young friend, please show mercy!"
At this moment, an invisible and majestic force rose from the back mountain of the Tianyi Palace and instantly enveloped the fighting ring. In this force, a stream of Qi was transmitted to Fang Xing's heart. Fang Xing was no stranger to this voice. It was the Grand Elder Hu Jun of the Tianyi Palace whom he had met once before. His voice was very urgent. "You can defeat him with tricks, but if you cripple him, it will inevitably anger the Yuanying Ancestor of the Bitter Sea. At that time, even if you are an honored guest of the Tianyi Palace, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect you …"
"Did I violate the rules set by the Tianyi Palace for this selection?"
Fang Xing activated his Qi. Yun Du was still floating in the air. He waved his hand and suspended it in front of Yun Du's forehead.
Elder Hu Jun was silent for a while and said, "No!"
Fang Xing shouted in a low voice, "Then don't worry about me!"
With that, the last slap landed heavily on Yun Du's forehead, directly knocking him to the ground.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle …"
A series of teeth-aching sounds appeared. Yun Du's skinny body, which was as sharp as a sword glow, seemed to have deflated at this moment. He actually withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even his jet-black hair became dry and white.
On his body, the sword Qi that made people feel cold at first glance had already disappeared without a trace.
And Fang Xing stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He slowly came up to him and looked down.
He no longer paid attention to Elder Hu Jun, who had sent his Divine Sense here. After discovering the change, Elder Hu Jun did not directly intervene with the Dharma Form of Yuanying. Instead, he sent his Divine Sense here to discuss with Fang Xing, which indicated that he did not intend to directly intervene in this matter. He said what should be said to Fang Xing. What happened next showed that the Tianyi Palace intended to stay out of this matter.
Those who had the ability to save Yun Du at the critical moment did not make a move. The others could only stand there in a daze.
Countless pairs of eyes looked at the altar in the mirror lake. Their stomachs seemed to be filled with a gust of cold air, and they could not speak for a long time.
The most outstanding, youngest, and most talented swordsman in the Golden Elixir Realm of the Yun Family of Bitter Sea was destroyed?
They could hardly believe their eyes. They only felt that their hearts were filled with bitterness.
"You … How dare you do this to me …"
After a long time, a weak and despairing voice rang out.
It was Yun Du!
At this moment, he collapsed on the ground, like a broken sack that could not stand up. There was both unwillingness and despair on his face.
And Fang Xing, holding the child in one hand and the huge black sword in the other, looked at him expressionlessly.
"If you can destroy others, why can't I destroy you?"
Fang Xing sneered. "You want to take revenge on me, don't you? But you won't be able to do so in this lifetime. Back then, you had cut off the path of other sword geniuses to step into higher realms. Yours Truly had also cut off your path and let you have a taste of that. Don't you feel indignant? Do you think it's unfair because I didn't defeat you with the Way of the Sword? Hehe, I'll tell you clearly. If I defeat you with the Way of the Sword, I might be able to do it, but I won't use this method to defeat you. I want you to taste the feeling of being unfair but being unable to do anything about it … "
At this point, he suddenly lifted his foot and stomped heavily on Yun Du's sword.
With a clang, a sword turned into dozens of pieces, shattering in front of Yun Du's eyes.
"Don't keep it. You won't be able to use a sword in the future anyway!"
As Fang Xing's cold and indifferent words resounded, a feeling of despair arose in Yun Du's heart. No matter how arrogant and disagreeable he was, he was undoubtedly a standard sword maniac. In return, Fang Xing hadn't just severed his Sword Dao, he'd even caused him to forever carry the feeling that he was unwilling to accept his loss, yet he would never have a chance to turn the situation around ….
This feeling was very complicated and also very hopeless!
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