Fang Chen used the Absolute Wind and Cloud Meridian, extended his hand, and immediately suppressed the Wu Hou.
Before Wu Hou could even finish his last sentence, he was directly suppressed to death by Fang Chenâs large hand.
âLetâs go.â
Whoosh âŚ
Ah âŚ
In the blink of an eye, Fang Chen had completely annihilated the remnants of the Huangquan Sect, and then he stepped out, entering the burying sword collar.
After that, the two hall masters got up and went to burying sword collar.
On the other hand, one-armed protector was still completing his own plan. Strands of black aura appeared on his shriveled hands, and the moment the black aura appeared, it immediately drilled into the ground, as if there was something under the ground absorbing it.
âWhatâs going on?â
Buzz âŚ
At this time, the Sect Sword was trembling nonstop, causing Fang Chen to be unable to come up with an explanation no matter how much he thought about it.
It was said that the burying sword collar was the most dangerous danger zone of the Golden Crown, but after Fang Chen entered the burying sword collar, he did not find anything out of the ordinary.
Time ticked by, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
In these three days, Fang Chen did not manage to find Xiahou Wu or the sword blade, but he met with danger.
Once, as he was walking, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky. This figure held an illusionary sword in its hand and charged directly at him.
âCould it be that this is the source of danger for the burying sword collar?â
In the next few days, Fang Chen occasionally met a few illusionary figures, but with Fang Chenâs strength, he was able to handle them.
âSo powerful.â
Fang Chen guessed that the power of this mysterious man must have been at least in the top forty of Martial Marquis List. After dying for so many years, how strong was he exactly, how strong was this warrior? Thinking about it, Fang Chenâs scalp went numb.
âLeaving just like that?â Fang Chen was surprised, he carefully sized up the Sect Sword, and at that moment, he had a bold guess.
Could it be that the Sect Sword was brought out from the burying sword collar?
Of course, this was only Fang Chenâs guess, and could not be verified.
Fang Chen continued to advance. In that moment, Fang Chen finally understood why the burying sword collar was called the most dangerous danger zone.
âKill them.â
Seeing this scene, a hall master of the Huangquan Sect roared in anger. At the same time, a few hall masters of the Huangquan Sect took action, surrounding Xiahou Wu and the tip of his sword.
âSenior apprentice-brother Jianfeng, it seems we wonât be able to escape this calamity.â Xiahou Wuâs bloodthirsty eyes revealed a trace of grief.
âDamn it, as long as we are given some time, we will be able to obtain the treasured swordâs acknowledgement.â Jian Fengâs heart was filled with unwillingness. As long as they were given a little more time, they would be able to complete the inheritance. At that time, they wouldnât have to fear the remnants of the Huangquan Sect.
But right now, they had just obtained the sword forestâs treasured swordâs recognition, and just as they were about to accept the inheritance, they suddenly encountered an ambush from the Huangquan Sectâs remnants.
Right now, both of them were severely injured, and it was impossible for them to block the attacks of the remnants of the Huangquan Sect.
âIf you Baimei Sword Sect submit to us, you wonât suffer the calamity.â The hall master of the Huangquan Sect said coldly.
âTherefore, your Baimei Sword Sect was destroyed by our Huangquan Sect and the two of you are about to die.â Master of the Netherworld Sect said.
Xiahou Wu and the tip of the sword looked at each other. Although they were about to die, the Baimei Sword Sect still had disciples, and they had not completely disappeared. As long as Fang Chen was still alive, the Baimei Sword Sect would still have a chance.