Late at night, Sima Feifan was sitting on a high back chair in the Thick Earth Hall with a glass of red wine in his hand. He was frowning.
Ever since his attempt to harm Chu Xingyun had failed, and he had instead lost over a thousand of his hangers-on, and had nearly died at Chu Xingyun's hands, he had closed his doors and began to ponder bitterly.
All along, Sima Feifan's life had been smooth sailing, and he'd never encountered too many setbacks or difficulties. Because of this, he'd developed an arrogant and condescending character.
He was different from the other Four Great Talents. Take Dongfang Tianxiu for example. His original name was Dongfang Xiu, but he was forced to change his name to Dongfang Tianxiu because he made a big mistake.
Sima Feifan was different. His original name was Sima Xingkong, but he felt that the name did not fit his personality, so he changed his name to Sima Feifan.
Now that he could no longer use the name Sima Feifan, he did not need to change his name. He only needed to call himself by his original name.
Sima Feifan would not let Chu Xingyun go. In fact, although Sima Feifan did not go out during this period, he had already sent out his intelligence agency to gather information about Chu Xingyun.
Sima Feifan was not stupid. He knew that although Chu Xingyun did not kill him that day because of the Crape Myrtle Martial Emperor's guarantee, the hatred between them was too great. It had reached the point where only one of them could survive.
Therefore, even though he knew that Chu Xingyun could not be killed, Sima Feifan had no choice but to kill Chu Xingyun. If Chu Xingyun did not die, Sima Feifan would have to die. He had no choice.
Sima Feifan regretted it so much that his intestines had turned green.
What did the matter between Chu Xingyun and Nangong Junjie have to do with Sima Feifan? Why was he so stupid as to take the initiative to confront Chu Xingyun?
Now, although Nangong Junjie was nowhere to be found, Nangong Huayan's Wu Ling had already explained everything.
The so-called evidence could only deceive the general public, but how could it possibly deceive the parties involved?
Nangong Huayan's Wu Ling had five extra peacock tails, which were green, yellow, red, white, and black respectively, as proof! That Nangong Junjie was definitely dead.
After going into seclusion for a month, Sima Feifan recalled everything that had happened in the past two to three years, and finally came to a conclusion — — he had underestimated his opponent!
All this time, he had been invincible for more than a hundred years. This had caused him to develop an arrogance that did not put anyone in his eyes. Now … he had finally met Chu Xingyun, this tough guy. He had immediately provoked a big disaster.
In fact, this matter had nothing to do with Sima Feifan. It was just that … Chu Xingyun's character of not resisting, not resisting, and not seeking revenge had caused him to misunderstand and make a wrong judgment.
It was not until Chu Xingyun had become a mortal enemy that Sima Feifan suddenly realized how terrifying this person was! Once he became an enemy, he would be ruthless and decisive in killing.
Even though he was the descendant that the Emperor of Thick Earth valued the most, he still could not guarantee his safety. Sima Feifan was very clear that now, as long as he showed the slightest flaw, Chu Xingyun would jump out from the dark like a viper and kill him in one strike.
As long as Chu Xingyun did not become a mortal enemy, his tolerance was very high. However, once he became a mortal enemy, he would become the most terrifying person in the world!
Who!
While pondering, Sima Feifan suddenly frowned and turned his head to look at a corner. At the same time, Sima Feifan stretched out his right hand and a Nether Dirt Banner appeared in his hand.
This Nether Dirt Banner was the Thick Earth Emperor's magic weapon. In order to protect Sima Feifan, he had bestowed it to him for self-defense.
His eyes locked on that corner. Sima Feifan took a deep breath and an earthy yellow light flashed around his body. Layers of mud-like earth elements covered the surface of his body.
At this moment, a pitch-black greatsword emerged from the void and silently pointed at Sima Feifan's back.
Du …
With a muffled sound, a layer of Thick Earth Armor instantly disintegrated. However, there were as many as nine layers of Thick Earth Armor. Under this strike, only the first layer was broken. There were still eight layers of Thick Earth Armor protecting it.
Not only that, as soon as the first layer of Thick Earth Armor was broken, a mud-like earth element brushed past it and instantly restored it to its original state.
Chu Xingyun!
Although the armor protected his body, Sima Feifan staggered a few times under the full blow of the Black Hole Greatsword. He fell head first to the ground and rolled his body awkwardly.
Du du du du …
The pitch-black Black Hole Greatsword kept emerging from the void and pointing at Sima Feifan's body continuously.
With each strike, the Thick Earth Armor would crumble instantly. However, it would only take a moment for the Thick Earth Armor to be restored to its original state as if it had never been attacked.
Finally, the Black Hole Heavy Sword quietly disappeared into nothingness and stopped attacking.
It was only then that Sima Feifan stopped rolling awkwardly and quickly got up.
He glanced around nervously. Sima Feifan knew very well that Chu Xingyun was in the hall and could launch a fatal attack at any time.
Fortunately, Sima Feifan's ancestor, the Thick Earth Emperor, had given him the Thick Earth Armor and the Nether Dirt Banner for self-defense. Otherwise, he would have been blasted into pieces.
The Thick Earth Armor was the Thick Earth Emperor's main battle armor. As long as his body was in contact with the ground, the Thick Earth Armor would be indestructible. Even if it was destroyed, it could be repaired instantly under the effect of the power of the earth.
The Nether Dirt Banner was an Emperor Weapon that the Thick Earth Emperor had forged for him with all his strength. It contained the Skeleton Generals from the World of Souls, the Skeleton Mountain, and the ninth level of the White Bone Cave!
Sima Feifan got up quickly and waved the Nether Dirt Banner in his hand. Three coffins appeared in front of him.
Taking a deep breath, Sima Feifan waved his right hand and three gray light balls entered the three coffins one after another.
His fingers moved rapidly in a series of hand seals. Sima Feifan roared mournfully — Drawing Reincarnation, Resurrection of the Dead!
As the three gray light balls entered the three coffins, the three coffins … began to shake violently.
Crack crack crack …
As the coffins trembled violently, the lids of the three coffins opened bit by bit. In the next moment, three skeletal warriors wearing bone armor and wielding bone spears sat up from the coffins.
As soon as the lids of the three coffins were opened, the unique pressure of three Sovereigns instantly spread out.
There was no doubt that the three Skeleton Generals with bone armor and bone spears had the strength of the Emperor!
Crack crack! Crack crack! Crack crack …
With three clanging sounds, the three Skeleton Generals stood up from the coffins and raised the spears in their hands.
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