Wow! The audience was in an uproar again. That's right, this Li Heizi had not attacked yet! He had not made a move and had been defending. Even when the other party used his trump card, he did not make a move.
Oh my god! How strong was he! Was he really at the third level of Foundation Establishment? Who would be able to witness his final killing move?
Ye Kong moved as soon as he finished speaking. His figure floated towards Fang Xiafei. His clothes were as white as snow and spotless. Even the attacking side, Fang Xiafei's long robe had a corner burned by his own fire dragon. As for the defending side, Li Heizi was clean as if he had not fought at all.
Once again, Ye Kong held a middle-grade magic tool in his hand. This time, no one would look down on him anymore. Even if he grabbed a beggar's bowl, no one would dare to throw a single cent at him.
Seeing Ye Kong fly over, Fang Xiafei did not move. When he attacked just now, Ye Kong also did not move, so Fang Xiafei could not escape. He took out a middle-grade spirit stone and waited while replenishing his spiritual energy.
Come on! I want to see how you attack! You defended against my attack, but you did not defeat me. As long as I defend against your attack, we will be tied!
Unknowingly, Fang Xiafei's mentality had changed. From wanting to kill the other party, to a tie … However, could he defend against Ye's attack?
In the blink of an eye, Ye Kong stood in front of Fang Xiafei. He had a smile on his face, but there was contempt in the depths of his smile. With just you alone, you want to bully men and tyrannize women? Provoking me, Ye Kong?
Attack!
Ye Kong stretched out his hand. There was a sword in his hand! It did not have a strong aura, unlike Fang Xiafei's grand scene. There was not even a fluctuation of spiritual energy around him.
Not all moves had such a grand and imposing scene. Some attacks were silent, but they were ferocious!
Just as the Hun Yuan Sect disciples wanted to laugh at this soft sword, something strange happened.
The tip of the sword, which was slightly damaged, actually had the movement of sprouting grass. Following that, three bright fiber-optic filaments grew out. The three bright white filaments grew very fast, so fast that it was impossible to guard against them. The two on the sides were like orchid leaves, drawing a beautiful arc and passing through the sides of Fang Xiafei's neck. Then, they quickly knotted.
The middle one pierced straight towards Fang Xiafei's throat. Slowly, it got closer and closer!
It was so strange that Fang Xiafei couldn't think of a way to defend against it. It was too fast, so fast that Fang Xiafei had no time to defend.
Everyone was stunned. What was growing out of the tip of the sword? That Fang Xiafei didn't even have time to dodge. What kind of evil technique was this?
"Could it be a type of plant?" a disciple guessed.
"Impossible. There is no such plant." The disciple of Qing Ming Valley denied immediately.
"What kind of treasure is that?" Someone guessed.
Immediately, those from the Crafting Sect also shook their heads, "I've never heard of such a treasure."
Looking at the filament that was slowly approaching his throat, Fang Xiafei clenched his fists nervously as it got closer and closer. He knew that his life was coming to an end. He didn't want to defend now. He just wanted to live!
He didn't dare to move or escape because there was a filament on each side of his neck. He didn't know what it was, but he knew the sharp power of the filament.
If he moved, his head would fall off! If he didn't move, his throat would be pierced!
He didn't know what to choose. No matter what he chose, he would die.
He regretted it. He didn't want to be famous. He didn't want anything.
"Master, save me!" Fang Xiafei shouted loudly.
Finally, an old voice sighed, "Sigh, useless thing."
With a flash of light, an old man wearing a black waistcoat appeared. It was teleportation, the teleportation unique to the Yuanying Patriarch.
The person who came was Primordial Chaos Sect's leader, Patriarch Lei Miao. The Yuanying Realm was indeed powerful. He rubbed his hands and tiny electric currents were generated in his palms.
Subsequently, he stretched out his hand and blocked in front of Fang Xiafei's neck. The three white filaments were immediately stopped. The three white filaments collided with the Primordial Chaos Lightning Force in Patriarch Lei Miao's hand, emitting crisp crackling sounds.
Fang Xiafei, who was saved, was already sitting on the ground with a dazed look on his face.
"You still want to fight with This Old Man?" Patriarch Lei Miao snorted.
Now that Patriarch Yuanying had come out, Ye Kong couldn't attack anymore. He kept the sword filaments, put down the small sword, and said respectfully, "Greetings, Primordial Chaos Sect's leader patriarch. Junior is Cloud Talisman Sect's junior, Li Heizi."
He was still respectful. Lei Miao said with a smile, "You're indeed not simple. Cao Guang taught you well. I wonder if Old Cao Guang knows how to form sword qi into filaments?"
Patriarch Yuanying is indeed vicious. He's trying to sow discord in our master-disciple relationship.
Ye Kong said with a faint smile, "I'm just trying to figure it out. Master's divine might is unparalleled. Why would he be interested in such insignificant tricks?"
Although the disciples of various sects didn't dare to make a sound, the shock in their hearts was expressed in their eyes.
Oh my god, that's actually a filament formed from sword qi! A sword qi condensed into a thin filament. How strong and sharp must this filament be!
There were many people present who could use Dharma artifacts to release sword qi, but none of them could condense that sword qi into a filament.
What was most shocking was that the filament formed from sword qi was so agile that it could even draw an arc! It could even tie a knot!
It was simply a miraculous skill! He had never even heard of sword qi turning, let alone sword qi knotting!
This Li Heizi wasn't an ordinary person!
Everyone thought that the fight would be over by now. Unexpectedly, a certain black servant said, "Patriarch Lei Miao, let's talk later. It won't be too late to drink and chat after junior deals with this bastard."
Patriarch Lei Miao almost fainted. Don't you know that I'm his master? Or don't you know why I'm here? You dare to f * cking play with a Yuanying Patriarch? Are you tired of living?
Patriarch Lei Miao was so angry that he laughed, "Li Heizi, do you think this Patriarch came out to chat with you? This Patriarch is here to take Fang Xiafei back! "
"But we are having a private fight …"
Patriarch Lei Miao waved his hand and said, "Private fights are not allowed by the Primordial Chaos Sect. Fighting here is against the rules. Forget it, it doesn't count!"
Patriarch Lei Miao, why didn't you say that when I was at a disadvantage?
Ye Kong felt wronged and said, "But Fang Xiafei spoke rudely and bullied us. Our 17 sects are here to fight the Corpse Yin Sect, not to be bullied by this bastard!"
Someone scolded his beloved disciple in front of him, calling him a bastard and a bastard. Patriarch Lei Miao was very unhappy, but he couldn't lose his temper.
"Then I'll apologize to the major sects on his behalf!"
Hearing Patriarch Lei Miao's words, the surrounding audience all admired a certain black man. He was too awesome, forcing the Yuanying Patriarch to apologize. If we saw the Yuanying Patriarch, we wouldn't even be able to stand properly.
However, a certain black man didn't stop talking.
"Then I lost nine mid-grade flying swords in my fight with him …"
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