novelraw Chapter 360 - 112: Inheritance Grand Gift Pack (Part 5)
Chapter 360 - 112: Inheritance Grand Gift Pack (Part 5)
His Magic Sword clashed with it, and its Spirituality nearly scattered, almost falling to the ground.
This Magical Artifact...
What a treasure!
"Sizzle..."
An unusual sound arose.
Fang Zheng flicked a Spirit Talisman in the air.
Red Flame Sword Light Talisman!
Crimson Sword Qi appeared out of thin air, stretching over a meter long, as nimble as a living creature, suddenly bending to slash at Qian Fusong.
As a hallmark skill of the Pure Yang Palace, the power of this talisman was extraordinary, capable of breaking even the Protective Force of a Flawless Martial Artist.
"Humph!"
Qian Fusong stepped back, also taking out two Spirit Talismans.
"Swish!"
Profound Water Cyan Dragon Talisman!
Water flowed and surged, transforming into two Water Dragons in mid-air. They roared towards the sky, one rushing at the Red Flame Sword Qi, the other directly at Fang Zheng.
The Sword Qi collided with the Water Dragon, instantly erupting with thunderous noise. In a flash, the surroundings were shrouded in mist as the two Spirit Talismans dissipated together.
On the other side.
Fang Zheng murmured as he curled his five fingers inward, just shattering the attacking Water Dragon with Five Thunders Hand, only to be enveloped by boundless Sword Qi.
"Swish!"
"Ding..."
Heart Intent Fist—Primordial Infinite!
Extremely fierce Fist Force swept in all directions, forcing Qian Fusong to retreat as he tried to close in.
He dodged and moved, landing on a piece of rock, lowering his head to look at his chest, where his clothes now had two prominent tears.
"Great Swordsmanship!"
"Such an Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique!"
In their exchange, his speed and strength were not slower than the opponent’s, even slightly faster, but the opponent’s Body Technique was formidable.
His attacks could only hit empty space,
while the opponent,
could truly threaten his life.
The Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique was truly like a cheat; once executed, one’s body would turn into illusory cloud vapor, rendering blade slashes and punches utterly useless.
No!
It wasn’t entirely useless.
Martial Dao Will could also affect the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique, but far from lethally.
Now, he used up all his tricks, Saber Technique, Boxing, his treasured magical artifacts, Spirit Talismans, even firearms, all to no avail.
"You’re not bad either."
Qian Fusong squinted his eyes:
"Not a Flawless Martial Artist, yet better than one. It seems I must not let you live!"
He always held pride, never regarding others of the same age in his eyes except for a select few true prodigies.
Yet now,
he felt a sense of threat from the person before him.
This threat...
made him want to eliminate it as soon as possible!
"Whew..."
Fang Zheng exhaled a breath, speaking slowly:
"If it were half a day ago, I would surely lose face and escape in shame."
"However..."
"Things are different now!"
He stretched his large hand, and a thunderball the size of a fist appeared on the spot. As his arm swung, the thunderball stretched and lengthened with a crackle.
In an instant,
it transformed into a Thunder Saber.
Without pause in his movements, Thunder Sabers continued to emerge around him, until six of them circled and danced around him before he stopped.
Urgent Thunder Blade Technique!
The blade technique passed down by the Thunder Department!
Deep in his Sea of Consciousness, the Celestial Secret Compass turned orderly, the Dharma Gate of the Urgent Thunder Blade Technique surfacing one by one, merging into Fang Zheng’s consciousness.
In such a short moment, it couldn’t possibly be fully mastered.
But.
It could be driven by Heart Intent Fist.
"Go!"
With a low shout, Fang Zheng pushed forward with one hand, and six Thunder Sabers, accompanied by the sound of thunder breaking, charged fiercely at Qian Fusong.
As they approached.
"Boom!"
Thunder exploded.
Countless electric lights spread throughout the field, prompting Qian Fusong to emit a horrified roar.
"Die!"
Fang Zheng lunged forward, thunder lights interweaving, Thunder Sabers dancing, the ferociously powerful Qi surged recklessly in all directions.
"Swish!"
"Swish swish!"
Qian Fusong’s figure flickered, pushing the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique to its utmost limits, yet ultimately unable to escape the influence of the Power of Thunder.
"Ah!"
With an angry roar, his right hand’s Treasure Sword unleashed endless Sword Qi, shattering the incoming saber light while his body transformed into void, pushing towards Fang Zheng.
His left hand transformed from void to reality, suddenly striking out.
Celestial Ruler Palm!
If heaven has a ruler, the universe can be stabilized.
Fang Zheng held his breath, also striking with a palm, the body refined by Elemental Thunder Skill, the Perfection cultivation base of Realm of Six Thunders infusing into his palm.
Five Thunders Hand!
"Peng!"
Fierce force exploded wildly.
"Pfft!"
Qian Fusong spat fresh blood as he retreated, a look of terror in his eyes.
"Indeed." Fang Zheng sneered:
"Your cultivation base is not high, at least far inferior to mine. The reason you could fight evenly with a Flawless Martial Artist is merely because of the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique."
"Now, what else can you do?"
With those words, he stepped forward menacingly, wielding the Thunder Saber in a frenzy towards the opponent.
"Ah!"
Qian Fusong roared loudly, yet had to retreat continuously, looking disheveled, no longer maintaining the elegant demeanor he had at the start.
"Fang, even if you can defeat me, so what?"
His body turned into a phantom retreating, eyes red with anger as he glared:
"You ultimately won’t kill me. Once I return, I will bring people to Gu’an County to annihilate your entire family. Aren’t you the owner of Square Porcelain?"
"I’ll let you see what happens to Square Porcelain!"
"Haha..."
He howled towards the sky, continuously retreating, relying on his Body Technique to dodge through the omnipresent thunder lights. Although not a match, he surprisingly felt somewhat at ease for a moment.
His eyes flickered even more, searching for an opportunity to escape.
Fang Zheng’s expression turned cold, a murderous intent rising in his heart.
Deep within his Sea of Consciousness.
The Celestial Secret Compass spun wildly, countless Dharma Gates surfaced before ultimately one Spell emerged, merging into the Sea of Consciousness.
"You think I can’t kill you?"
Fang Zheng sneered:
"That’s not necessarily true!"
He flickered, appearing before the Five Ghosts constrained by the Binding Gold Rope. With a strike of the Five Thunders Hand, the Binding Gold Rope instantly dimmed and shrank into a coil.
The Five Ghosts freed themselves and flew out.
"Heaven bleak, Earth desolate..."
"Five Ghosts Entering the Body!"
Fang Zheng’s hands swiftly formed Seal Techniques, his expression grave, as he chanted a Spell, the Five Ghosts let out a sharp screech, turning into five strands of Ghost Energy rushing into Fang Zheng’s body.
In the next moment.
"Crack..."
"Crack crack..."
Fang Zheng’s five fingers elongated, nails grew out fiercely, his flesh shriveled as if blood essence were dissolving, transforming into a skeletal figure akin to skin wrapping bones in the blink of an eye.
His pupils emitted a green glow.
The aura on his body became eerie and cold.
Even the Supreme Yang thunder light around him transformed into cold-emitting Cyan Sorcery Thunder Sabers.
Five Ghost Celestial Demon Transformation!
"Swish!"
Flickering in a flash, Fang Zheng appeared before Qian Fusong with nearly double the previous speed, extending his withered claw, ignoring the effect of the Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique, directly gripping the opponent’s throat.
"Ugh..."
"You can’t kill me."
Qian Fusong was horrified, urgently said:
"I am..."
"Crack!"
Fang Zheng’s hand twisted, explosive force broke out, Qian Fusong’s head turned three hundred sixty degrees, his gaze filled with endless terror.
"A battle in the Jianghu isn’t child’s play; since you enjoy this feeling, savor it well!"