From his aura, the white-robed young master was only at the Golden Core realm. But when he attacked, the power that erupted from his body was even stronger than that of the Guangling Ten Fairies. Not only did his aura explode like a volcano, but his speed was also like that of a ghost. Fang Xing, who had used the movement technique from the Carefree Sutra, was like an immortal or an illusion. Even in the rainstorm of divine light, he could still move nimbly without a speck of dust on him. Even the Guangling Ten Fairies could not do anything to him, but this young master was able to reach him in one step.
With just one step, he was in front of Fang Xing and slapped down with his palm!
Boom!
That palm did not seem to be exerting any force, but behind him, there seemed to be a figure in green that was tens of feet tall. It also pressed down with his palm, and then, an earth-shattering power pressed down on Fang Xing's head …
The power of this palm was indescribably terrifying. There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.
The palm of a mere Golden Core was even more domineering than the Guangling Ten Fairies'!
And at this moment, facing this palm, Fang Xing was also stunned and could not react for a moment.
"Green Fox Ghost Mask …"
He could tell at a glance that this mask was the Green Fox Ghost Mask that he had originally intended to give to Xiao Man.
Back then, when his cultivation was destroyed, he was disheartened and left the mask in the Ultimate. He left a message for Li Hongyi and the others to think of a way to send the mask to Xiao Man in Fuyao Palace. His thoughts at that time were actually quite pitiful. He felt that he had become a cripple and would probably never be able to bring Xiao Man back. In his despair, he still had his pride and selfishness as a man. He did not want Xiao Man to marry someone else, so he wanted to give her this great gift as a helping hand, so that she would have a better chance of competing with others for the position of Holy Maiden.
And after that, when he met Wang Qiong and the others, they also mentioned that Wang Qiong had once been a disciple of a Central Region orthodoxy. She could not come into contact with Xiao Man, but she knew Xu Lingyun, so she first gave the mask to Xu Lingyun. Xu Lingyun then entrusted Fairy Green Spirit to give the mask to Xiao Man. There were many details that Fang Xing was not clear about. It was only after he met Fairy Green Spirit in the Demonic Abyss that he learned from her that the mask ultimately did not fall into the hands of Xiao Man. He had once won many tough battles with this mask. With one look, he was sure that the mask was the one he had. It could even be said that the immortal essence embedded in the forehead of the mask might even be the ones that he had obtained from the Demon Land and sent over together!
And this mask actually appeared in the hands of the Young Master of Fuyao Palace?
The situation was not right …
Boom!
Before this thought flashed through his mind, the young master's palm had already slapped the center of his forehead.
Fang Xing did not have time to think. His Qi and blood surged, and at this moment, he slapped the young master with a bang!
At the moment when their palms collided, a circle of void ripples that could be seen with the naked eye spread out. It was as if the force of a crazy devil had even slashed the void into two. After this palm, Fang Xing let out a muffled groan and his figure slid back several hundred feet. However, the young master in white robes did not move at all. He retracted his palm with a slightly puzzled expression, and his gaze was solemn.
"You can actually block my attack after wearing the fox mask. You're very powerful. No wonder Fourth Sister has such a high evaluation of you!"
And as she spoke, specks of fox fire began to appear around her body. They circled around her faster and faster, and the fire became stronger and stronger. It fluttered her clothes, causing her to look like a floating fairy. She was handsome and noble, as if she had descended from the Nine Heavens, untainted by the dust of the world.
"Who exactly are you?"
At this moment, Fang Xing retreated several hundred feet. He flicked his wrist, but once again straightened his chest and asked quietly.
"I told you, I'm Shao-situ of Fuyao Palace. Today, I'm here to teach you, a murderous little devil, on behalf of Fuyao Palace!"
The young master in white robes sneered. He raised his hands slightly, and the fire around him suddenly surged, looking extremely terrifying. His voice also spread far and wide, like the sound of dark thunder, shaking the surroundings. "Don't think that you're great just because you can block my palm. No matter how fierce you are, today you'll suffer a great loss in my hands. I'll let you know that there's always someone better than you!"
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
As he spoke, he suddenly performed a spell, and the fire around him instantly pounced out like a poisonous dragon. In an instant, it coiled around the heavens and was frighteningly agile. It was like many iron chains that spanned between heaven and earth, sealing the space around Fang Xing. Obviously, she wanted to use this spell to seal Fang Xing's movement technique, and then take the opportunity to charge over and condense all her spiritual power to kill the enemy …
"Retreat, retreat …"
Seeing this scene, even the few of the Guangling Ten Immortals who had survived all changed their expressions and retreated together. Although they were Yuanying, at this moment, they felt that the spell that the young master cast actually had a faint suppressive effect on them. They understood in their hearts that this young master was originally a prodigy, and had long stepped into the Five Severance Tier. Now, he directly used that rare treasure, and his strength once again surged, reaching a level that they, the "False Nascent Soul", could not reach. If they were affected, they might even lose their lives.
"Chief Steward Wen, should we …"
At this moment, in the capital of Plentiful Treasures Country, Chief Steward Wen and the guards sent by the Yuan family also changed their expressions and asked in a low voice.
However, Chief Steward Wen frowned and said, "Don't be anxious. What the Family Head means is that if the Fuyao Palace does not send out the Elders to attack, then we should try not to attack, in case it is difficult for us to meet in the future. Moreover, although this young master is ruthless, he doesn't seem to have any killing intent. Even if he defeated the Divine Son of our family, he might not kill us. Let's endure for a while and attack when it is necessary …"
When the other Elders heard this, they all frowned. They were sent by the Old Immortal Yuan, but they also understood that it was not good to go against the Family Head's wishes, and this Chief Steward Wen represented the Family Head's wishes to a certain extent. Hearing him say this, it was not good for them to say anything. However, they still had some doubts in their hearts, so one of them said directly, "What is the Family Head's limit? Please tell us, Chief Steward Wen!"
Hearing this, Chief Steward Wen narrowed his eyes, and after a while, he laughed and said, "As long as it is guaranteed that he does not die …"
The other Elders were shocked and were quite puzzled.
However, Chief Steward Wen had already explained with a smile, "As long as it is guaranteed that he is alive, it is fine. Besides, if he suffers a loss, is seriously injured, or even is disabled, it is nothing … Perhaps to this troublemaker, being disabled will make him more obedient …"
This time, the Elders were really a little shocked, and they were speechless for a long time.
He was starting to sympathize with that little devil. Being a God's Son was really pitiful for him to end up like this!
"Hehe, there are even people who are starting to compare you with … with me, the Shao-situ of the Fu Yao Palace. This is really ridiculous. Today, I will let everyone know that a little devil like you, even if you cultivate for ten lifetimes, is not worthy to be compared to us. Today, I will beat you up in front of everyone, and take back our Green Moon Lantern. I will also let everyone in the world know that your little ability is very limited …"
The white-robed young master became more and more complacent as he fought. His figure was like smoke, and he dodged like fire. He used all kinds of exquisite techniques, and his power was more than three times stronger than before. The Fairy Essence in the forehead of the mask continuously provided her with powerful mana. Not only was she able to unleash terrifying power with every move, but her mana seemed to be endless as she chased after Fang Xing and beat him up …
However, with Fang Xing's current ability, how could he be the slightest bit ordinary? His body moved like smoke, and the sky full of fire could not restrain him. No matter how fierce the white-robed young master's attack was, it only made him look a little embarrassed as he dodged, and it looked like he was at a disadvantage. In reality, after fighting for ten minutes, not even a hair of his was hurt. Instead, he observed the white-robed young master more and more, as if he had confirmed something.
"You are just relying on the power of the Green Fox Ghost Mask. What power do you have?"
As he dodged, Fang Xing was even calm and unruffled, and he began to mock and ridicule.
"So what if you borrowed the power of the mask? If you don't know how to use weapons, what's the difference between you and a monkey …"
The white-robed young master was not convinced, and he attacked even faster. Endless spells covered the void, but his voice rang out continuously, "Magic treasures are created for people to use. I hate those who always say that they don't borrow the power of magic treasures. If you are so stubborn, don't cultivate. Anyway, cultivation is to use the power of heaven and earth to strengthen your body. What's the difference between using magic treasures and magic treasures?"
"Oh, that does make sense …"
Fang Xing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was almost convinced by the white-robed young master.
"Of course …"
The white-robed young master kept chasing after Fang Xing, but he raised his head proudly, and he was a little impressed with Fang Xing.
"However, although you borrowed the power of the mask, do you know one thing?"
"What is it?"
As he dodged the white-robed young master's attacks, Fang Xing was calculating something in his heart. As he spoke, he suddenly moved his fingers, and his feet stepped in the void, and he suddenly charged at the white-robed young master. At that moment, the immortal essence on the white-robed young master's forehead dimmed, and it lost the power it contained. Fang Xing's charge came at the perfect time. The white-robed young master was scrambling to take out new immortal essence from his bag of holding, but he was already beside him. His hand shot out like lightning, and he grabbed the young master's neck and pressed him into the air, while his other hand removed the fox mask from his face.
At this moment, Fang Xing laughed softly and said, "That is, I know a lot more about this mask than you do!"
"Wah, wah …"
The white-robed young master was startled, as if he hadn't expected to lose so quickly. He struggled violently. "Let go of me! Give me back my mask! "
"Shut up!"
The supernatural power in Fang Xing's palm surged, and he forcefully sealed the young master's eight extraordinary meridians. Then, his eyes turned cold, and he asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
"I … I am the young master of Fu Yao Palace. You dare to bully me, I … I will definitely …"
The white-robed young master refused to admit it, and insisted that he was the young master of Fu Yao Palace.
Fang Xing's face darkened, and he suddenly reached out to touch the young master's chest. Then, a look of anger appeared on his face.
"B * tch, how dare you lie to me? Which young master would carry two steamed buns in his arms? "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
