Monarch Night

Chapter 1592: Chapter 10: Deadly Crisis [2-in-1]

The swordsmanship of the Heavenly Palace indeed carries an aura of Immortal Energy.

A thought flashed through Fang Che’s mind, his long sword glimmering like stars, sharpened with the same intent: "Senior, can we not settle this peacefully?"

"Yemo, today is the day of your death."

The white-clothed man sneered coldly.

Then, he saw the face of the Yemo change dramatically as he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

At once, his body flew up, the long sword swiftly and expansively deploying, covering a hundred feet in radius.

"Even if it’s the Blood Burning Skill, you still need to break through my sword!"

But instead of fleeing after spitting blood, Fang Che suddenly withdrew his body, leaned back, then rebounded forcefully.

The sword light abruptly exploded into dazzling white brilliance, soaring upward!

As it rose, it carried with it shimmering starlight and the mountains and rivers behind him, rushing forward together.

Taking advantage of the full release of his Sword Formation, monitoring the surroundings while his power was dispersing, he concentrated all his strength to launch a concentrated attack!

Blood Spirit Seven Swords Advanced Version!

"Consolidating energy! And it’s the Star Formation!"

Fierce light flickered in the eyes of the white-clothed man, he fully retrieved the sword formation, a torrential flood surging crazily towards Yemo.

"I can’t let you live!"

Killing intent burned fiercely within him.

Despite being so young, Yemo had already mastered the technique of consolidating energy so expertly. A slight withdrawal and a lean back, followed by a rebound, allowed him to attack with the might of mountains and rivers!

No wonder even within the Lian Weiwo Sect it was said that Yemo was a genius!

Such brilliance absolutely cannot be allowed to remain!

A loud crashing noise resounded.

Fang Che spat blood from his mouth and nose, stumbled backward, terrified within himself, this person was indeed very powerful.

He quickly assessed the situation: even if he used all his trump cards, he was absolutely no match for the opponent!

If the fight continued, death was inevitable!

The white-clothed man’s body also wobbled, he originally intended to use this sword strike to directly disrupt Yemo’s Sword Formation, seizing the opportunity to grab Yemo in one swift motion.

But Yemo’s sword strike unexpectedly was so forceful that, after the collision, he couldn’t take that step he had been ready to take.

One foot, already lifted, stopped in the air, and his left hand naturally couldn’t reach out.

"Take another sword of mine!"

A frantic shout came from Yemo, carrying infinite resolve.

Immediately, the sword light surged violently like a tidal wave.

The white-clothed man’s heart hardened, using full strength in this sword strike, meeting it head-on without flinching or dodging.

But as the two swords met, he felt that he struck at nothing, the opponent, at the very moment of contact, cleverly harnessed the force of his attack and kill, directly merging body and sword, leaping up, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood, immediately transforming into a sword light, instantly traveling fifty feet away!

"In my presence, you dare to escape!"

With a loud shout, the white-clothed man pursued without retracting his sword light, which in the air appeared like a dragon of light, chasing relentlessly, his body rising with it.

He shot out like an arrow.

The sword light spanned a great distance, with a puffing sound it collided with Fang Che’s sword light, Fang Che groaned softly, his speed undeterred, frantically fleeing.

He unexpectedly endured the sword with his flesh, and transformed the Spiritual Energy from the sword into driving force, propelling himself forward!

"Not good, the boy has Protective Treasure Clothes on him."

Exclaimed the white-clothed man in surprise, realizing what had happened, he directly merged body and sword, deploying supreme movement technique, and pursued madly.

While running, Fang Che stuffed a Saint level Pill Cloud Divine Pill into his mouth.

Felt infinitely thankful within his heart.

Fortunately, Zhao Shanhe advised him to wear two layers of treasure clothes, otherwise this time, he would truly have perished here.

The opponent’s sword, although struck from afar, coupled with his own Sword Qi deflecting somewhat, was already at the end of its strength, yet still landed on his back, and despite two layers of treasure clothes, could still feel the sensation of being cut.

Moreover, the Sword Qi was icy cold, the center of his back already sliced into a large bloody gash.

But under the hands of such an expert, he had only one chance for this kind of escape!

Plus, he must create the opportunity himself.

If he wanted to try again, it was absolutely impossible, if entangled in battle any chance would completely vanish.

The Divine Pill entered his stomach, injuries instantly healed, using the Perfect Level Blood Burning Skill, combined with the absolute speed enhancement of body and sword as one...

Fang Che in an instant already fled several hundred feet.

But behind him, the white-clothed man chased persistently without pause, though slightly slower than his Blood Burning Skill, yet in such a situation he could always keep up, wouldn’t get left behind.

Previously, he could shake off a presence even stronger than this white-clothed man outside Baiyun State because the distance was too vast, and the opponent couldn’t possibly lock onto him.

But now facing the white-clothed man directly, his energy was already locked by the opponent!

Waiting for the Yin Shen Palace reinforcements, was absolutely impossible!

And in such circumstances, it was absolutely impossible to traverse a thousand miles to escape from Wan Ling Zhi Forest!

Sooner or later he would be caught!

Fang Che steeled himself.

Directly turned around, and dashed lightning-like towards the direction he came from.

This path, he was more familiar with.

The white-clothed man grunted, exerted his Inner Breath fully, unable to resist feeling apprehensive within: the Weiwo Sect’s Blood Burning Skill really lives up to being the world’s fastest escape speed, with his Saint Ninth Grade cultivation, surprisingly unable to catch up in a short time!

But this Blood Burning Skill... how many times can you use it?

How much blood do you have in your body to allow you to continue spewing?

He pursued Fang Che at full speed from afar.

His heart filled only with cruelty and excitement.

It turns out to be Yemo!

An important young figure of the Weiwo Sect, with many good items on him for sure. If I kill him, all will be mine.

This is Wan Ling Zhi Forest, universally acknowledged as the best place for murder and plunder.

If I kill Yemo, who could know?

If the Weiwo Sect seeks revenge, target the Heavenly Palace? Heh, you say our Heavenly Palace people killed your people? Show us evidence?

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