"Father!" Chiba Kaori cried out anxiously. She blurted out in Japanese. Right now, no one cared whether others could understand her or not.
She had witnessed her father being slapped down the cliff of One Sword Peak by Fang Yan's palm. The cliff was so high that she and the woman who kidnapped her had to climb it for half an hour — and they had to start climbing from the middle of the mountain.
If her father fell down like that, wouldn't he die?
She was heartbroken. Tears flowed out of her eyes as she rushed toward the spot where Chiba Hajima had fallen.
Phoenix grabbed her arm and shouted, "Stop! You are now my captive. Whether you live or die is up to me — "
"Let me go!" Chiba Kaori struggled with all her might. Ever since she met Phoenix, their conversation had been very pleasant. Even when she was kidnapped, she still had a smile on her face. This was the first time she tried to break free from Phoenix's control.
With a flick of her wrist, Chiba Kaori fell to the ground.
"I don't have tender feelings for the fairer sex," Phoenix said with a cold smile.
Chiba Haomu had just opened his eyes when he happened to see his father's body falling down the cliff.
His eyes were wide open. He couldn't imagine how his father had failed.
He was the invincible Japanese Sword God, the faith of Japanese samurai, and the totem of kendo — how could he have lost?
He got up, ignoring the pain in his body, and rushed toward the cliff where his father had disappeared.
Qing Yin had already stopped fighting with Fang Yingying. The moment he saw his master, Chiba Hajima, being beaten down the mountain by Fang Yan, he was dumbfounded.
He knew how powerful Chiba Hajima was. He also knew how powerful Fang Yan was.
Fang Yan, that bastard — did he use Sha Dan again?
Fang Yingying was also dumbfounded.
He was really dumbfounded.
He didn't expect Junior Martial Uncle to win. How did Junior Martial Uncle win? Logically speaking, Junior Martial Uncle should not be able to defeat the Chiba Army. This kind of thing did not make sense at all.
In the beginning, Junior Martial Uncle had offended so many masters with his vicious tongue. Should he and Fang Haohan run away tomorrow or not?
Because he was thinking about this problem, he forgot to take the opportunity to deal a harsh blow to Qing Yin.
Therefore, it could be proven that he was truly a fool.
Qing Yin only snapped out of his daze when he saw Qianye Haowu crawling up from the ground and about to jump off the cliff. Using his full speed, he grabbed Qianye Haowu, who was about to fall from the sky, and pulled him back.
Before Qianye Haowu could resist, he slapped the back of his neck, and Qianye Haowu fainted again without a sound.
They cooperated very well!
To be honest, Fang Yan was also a little surprised.
He knew that he was going to face a tough battle, and he had indeed been on the verge of death countless times. However, the sudden appearance of this state and the mutated Taiji Heart made him completely unable to control it. In other words, he didn't even know if such a state would appear again in the future.
Of course, even though he was confused, he still had to grasp the key point at the crucial moment. He knew what he should do and what he shouldn't do.
What he should do was not to stand there in a daze, but to jump off the cliff with Qianye Haowu.
Fang Yan also jumped off.
Phoenix said to Qianye Haowu, who was still trying to crawl up from the ground, "Don't worry, your Mr. Fang jumped down to save your father."
Qianye Haowu looked over in surprise, and indeed, she saw her Mr. Fang jumping off the cliff.
However, she didn't notice that when Phoenix said that, there was a trace of pity in her eyes.
Not much, just a trace.
Qianye Haowu's falling speed was not fast, and he was still thinking about using his body's strength to control the inertia of the falling object.
In this aspect, he did very well.
He moved his feet and released his energy, using it to increase his buoyancy. If he wore the wide-sleeved robe that had not been blown up, he would look like those immortals who flew in the wind in the valley. This action was really cool.
Fang Yan fell very fast, because he needed to be fast.
Qianye Haowu was sent flying by Fang Yan's palm, which was a passive acceptance. As long as it was something that was passively accepted, everyone would be reluctant to do it.
Qianye Haowu didn't want to fall to the bottom of the valley, so he wanted to use his personal cultivation strength and the saplings and vines on the cliff to jump back to the top of the mountain.
As long as he was given a small leverage point, he could soar to the sky again. He stood in front of Fang Yan again.
He still wanted to fight, and he didn't want to admit defeat.
Fang Yan thought the same. He also wanted to fight, and he didn't think that Qianye Haowu had lost.
As long as he was alive, he wouldn't lose.
It wasn't easy for him to defeat him. If he didn't take the opportunity to kill him, what if he challenged him again after he recovered? What if he shamelessly challenged Fang Yingying and Fang Haohan? What if he challenged Ye Gentle, that wild woman?
Fight!
Keep fighting!
I won't stop until I kill him!
The matter was in free fall, and Fang Yan himself used the Thousand Catties Fall in this movement.
Fang Yan's body fell at a high speed, like a big cannonball shot by someone from the top of the mountain.
He landed on the top of Qianye Haowu's head and kicked at the top of his skull.
If this kick landed, Qianye Haowu's head would be stomped into his stomach.
Qianye Haowu waved his arm, and his body moved inward by ten feet.
It was only because of this subtle balance that Fang Yan's heavy body fell below him.
Qianye Haowu laughed wildly and shouted, "You came at the right time. I was worried that there was no one to accompany me on the long mountain road. It's too lonely to be alone —"
As he spoke, he had already kicked 32 times at Fang Yan's head, face, and spine.
He exerted his strength very well. Even though he was doing gravitational movements, he still managed to keep his body above Fang Yan's head.
Fang Yan kept using his hands to parry, and it was very difficult for him to avoid Qianye Haowu's killing moves.
Crack —
An extended sapling was knocked down by Fang Yan's body. It was at the moment when his back touched the sapling that Fang Yan's body had already sensed it.
He straightened his body and rushed up again with the force of the collision.
This was the realm of masters. As long as they were given a drop of water, they could turn it into a whole ocean. As long as they were still breathing, they might have the opportunity to kill your whole family.
Fang Yan punched out with a single fist, just like Ultraman's cold and aloof appearance when he was summoned.
The difference was that one was charging from the sky to the ground, while the other was charging from midair to the sky.
Qianye Haowu's right foot straightened and stabbed toward Fang Yan's fist like a sharp sword.
He wanted to cut off Fang Yan's fist and split his whole body in half from top to bottom.
Don't be fooled by the fact that he was only using one leg. That leg was his invincible sword.
Boom —
Fang Yan threw out a punch and forcefully hit the tip of the foot that Fang Yan had stretched out.
Qianye Haowu's foot shrank, and the shoe on his foot suddenly disappeared.
Before he could fully display his sword energy, Fang Yan had already hit him with all his strength.
Qianye Haowu's body also rose, but he was hit by Fang Yan.
He stretched out his hand, and a handful of leaves fell into his palm.
With a flick of his finger, a leaf silently pierced toward the center of Fang Yan's eyebrows.
Flying flowers and leaves could hurt people. This was the strength of Qianye Haowu. It was the same principle as when Fang Yan penetrated the paper with his internal force and disfigured the willow tree.
Fang Yan punched out and sent the leaf flying.
Qianye Haowu flicked out two more leaves in a row. After they were sent flying by Fang Yan, the leaves suddenly rained down on Fang Yan.
In the hands of Qianye Haowu, each leaf was a small sword. He used these countless small swords to form a sword formation and covered the top of Fang Yan's head.
People had very little space to move in the air.
The way up was blocked by the sword formation. If he dived down, he would be chased by these Ye Jian, which had been penetrated by the fierce energy.
Even if Fang Yan fell to the bottom, these Ye Jian would not necessarily lose all their aggressiveness and would still cause fatal damage to Fang Yan.
This was Qianye Haowu, the Japanese Sword God who could not be underestimated at any time.
Fang Yan was really angry.
He knew it. He knew that this old guy was not a good guy.
You have already failed and been thrown off the cliff. Do you still want to be so powerful? Do you still want to create so much trouble for people?
It was so late now, and the audience was tired of watching. The ultimate move should have been used up. Can't you just obediently let me kill you? Do you have any professional ethics? Do you have any competitive spirit? What kind of match would go on and on like this?
Fang Yan felt that he had to use his ultimate move and secret weapon. This old guy's spirit of resistance was too strong.
He suddenly exerted force, and the pants on his lower body were shaken off by him.
Hiss —
When the pants flew off his body, there was a loud sound of cloth ripping.
He grabbed the pants that could only be called cloth that was about to be blown away by the mountain wind and waved it at the small leaf sword that was coming toward his head.
Clap, clap, clap, clap —
The pants that were penetrated by True Qi and the leaves that were penetrated by Sword Qi collided with each other, making continuous sounds.
If you were lucky enough to see this scene from a distance, you would be surprised to see a naked guy grabbing something and attacking another guy with his upper body bare. The naked guy ran fast, and the naked guy chased even faster. Their fight looked very fierce and ambiguous. If they were not in love, they would never do such a thing —
When Fang Yan pulled up his pants and slapped all the Ye Jian away, he also felt a little sad.
Damn it, I didn't shake it well just now, and my underwear was also shaken off.
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