The instant Fang Chen turned around, he immediately clenched his fists tightly, gathered all the energy in his body, and directly punched at Liu Ming.
Ka-cha …
“How is this possible?”
When the numerous disciples of the Baimei Sword Sect saw this scene, they finally realized what had happened. They saw that blood was continuously flowing out of Fang Chen’s ribs, and his expression was incomparably gloomy.
Seeing this scene, He Ming’s eyes lit up, and said coldly: “Wei Wushuang, I’ll give you one last chance, hand over that brat or else my Fairy Crane Villa won’t mind fighting your Baimei Sword Sect.”
“Impossible, Fang Chen is a disciple of my Baimei Sword Sect.” Wei Wushuang said coldly.
“Wei Wushuang, are you still going to persevere?” He Ming looked at Wei Wushuang and said coldly.
Right at this moment, a big hand suddenly rested on Wei Wushuang’s shoulder, Wei Wushuang turned to look, only to astonishingly realize that the big hand was Fang Chen.
“You think you can kill me with trash like you?” The grey robed man laughed coldly.
This was the first time Fang Chen was using his full power after erupting with power on the sixth floor of the Water-Fire Sword Art.
His thoughts were very simple. First, he would kill the gray-clothed man, then he would kill He Ming.
“You’re courting death.”
The grey robed man had also noticed Fang Chen’s powerful strength. He gathered all the strength in his body into his fist and then suddenly punched out.
His fist aura clashed with the Sword-light of fire and water. Everyone was dumbstruck, but the fist aura instantly shattered, while the gray-robed man’s body was also forced back.
The gray-clothed man who had stabilized his body, looked at Fang Chen with eyes filled with shock. In their eyes, a weakling that could not withstand even a single blow, had actually exploded with such a tyrannical power?
He wanted to help the gray-clothed man, but Wei Wushuang would naturally not let his scheme succeed.
At this time, the grey robed man quietly stood on the ground, exuding an evil aura. He coldly said, “Boy, although you are strong, you will still die in front of me.”
Just as Fang Chen finished speaking, the power of the fourth stage of the Qi Hai realm instantly erupted as he fully unleashed the power of the sixth floor of the Water-Fire Sword Art.
The power that was comparable to the Seventh level of the Qi Hai realm directly smashed onto the body of the gray-clothed man, instantly shattering the grey-clothed man’s fist light.
Immediately after, the Stellar Sword in Fang Chen’s hand was flung out by Fang Chen with a swoosh.
The grey-clothed man was severely injured by the Sword-light of fire and water and was continuously retreating. When he saw the incoming Stellar Sword, his face was filled with fear.
Bang
The battle between the gray-clothed man and Fang Chen quickly came to an end. It was so shocking that all the warriors on the plains, including even He Ming, who was fighting with Wei Wushuang, felt a hint of fear.
Wei Wushuang, who was fighting with He Ming, was full of smiles. Although Fang Chen’s cultivation level was low, his strength had already surpassed He Ming’s.
If his guess was not wrong, Fang Chen’s strength could already be compared to a Seventh level of the Qi Hai realm warrior.
At this time, Fang Chen’s entire body was releasing a wild aura, as though he was a mad god, causing the disciples of the Fairy Crane Villa s to feel fear.
He Ming’s heart was filled with hatred towards Fang Chen, but at that moment, he did not dare to fight Fang Chen head on.
“Wei Wushuang, how about we just drop the matter? Your Baimei Sword Sect did not lose anything, and my Fairy Crane Villa has lost a disciple who was at the peak of the 6th level of the Qi Hai realm. He Ming stared at Wei Wushuang and asked.
Wei Wushuang did not speak, and looked towards Fang Chen.
Fang Chen ignored He Ming’s words and turned his head to ask: “Senior Brother Wei, if we completely annihilate all of Fairy Crane Villa’s inner circle disciples, will it bring trouble to Baimei Sword Sect?”