Chapter 4 The Strength of Immortal Cultivators

Plop!

Seeing the masked man who brought him despair fall to the ground, Fang Hanyu widened his eyes and showed disbelief.

What a fast speed!

What kind of footwork is that?

Fang Hanyu is at least a first-class master. He looked from behind and didn't see Fang Wang's footwork clearly. It was too fast, and his sword swinging speed was even faster.

Killing a top master with one move!

Fang Hanyu suddenly doubted himself. Was he too weak, or was Fang Wang too strong?

Could it be that he was not in the first-class realm?

Fang Wang turned around and wiped the sword blade on the masked man. After the blood on the blade was wiped clean, he sheathed the sword.

He looked up at Fang Hanyu and said, "If you can still fight, then go and kill the enemy. Except for those top masters, you are still very strong."

After that, Fang Wang turned and left, stepping on the shadowless step, passing the courtyard wall, and disappeared into the night.

Fang Hanyu took a deep breath, clenched the sword in his hand, and walked in another direction.

…

The Fang Mansion was in chaos, a big chaos!

Thousands of servants were everywhere trying to catch the mysterious black-clothed man. Those black-clothed men were all skilled in martial arts, and the weakest one could fight dozens of servants alone, not to mention the huge threat posed by the top masters.

Boom——

Fang Wang's uncle Fang Shi fought with a black-clothed man with his palms. The two sides competed with each other in true energy, and their robes fluttered wildly, as if they were about to break at any time. The stone slabs under their feet shattered, the flowers and plants were blown away, and the old trees ten steps away were shaken.

"Zhiyang Palm Fang Shi, it's true that his reputation is well-deserved. He has already stepped half a foot into the top realm. If you were not the eldest son of the Fang family, your martial arts attainments would be even higher. What a pity!"

The black-clothed man who was fighting with Fang Shi sneered. He was also wearing a mask, a white opera mask, with a treacherous grin on it, making him look like a demon in the middle of the night.

Fang Shi has reached his prime, his palms are like hot irons, the true qi is fighting, the palms are red, making the surrounding space look like a slight fluctuation.

"You are a top master, but you are masked and have no courage of a martial artist. If I feel sorry for you, then you are ridiculous!"

Fang Shi snorted coldly, and with a force of his arms, the powerful true qi exploded, and the two retreated together.

Fang Shi retreated eight steps, while the other party only retreated five steps, and the difference was clear!

This scene made Fang Shi's heart more tense. As the person with the highest martial arts in the Fang Mansion, if he couldn't even take down the person in front of him, then the Fang Mansion might really face the danger of extinction!

He had seen several figures with extremely fast movements before, and they were most likely top masters.

The power that can mobilize so many top masters to target the Fang Mansion...

Fang Shi's face became more and more ugly, his palms changed his moves, the true qi surged, and the palms exuded a burning breath, which was particularly eye-catching under the night.

The black-clothed man on the opposite side did not hold a weapon, but raised his right leg, with muscles all over his body tense, giving people a sense of horror ready to attack.

The two looked at each other and rushed towards each other.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

The two fought in close combat. Fang Shi used his palms, which were fierce and powerful, and he had the posture of defeating ten skills with one force. The black-clothed man had agile footwork and his legs were like whips. Facing Fang Shi's moves, he used his legs to counter the moves. His speed was like wind and his momentum was like thunder. Sand and stones were raised in the courtyard, and the energy overflowed in disorder, destroying the courtyard.

The servants outside the courtyard looked at them in horror, wanting to support Fang Shi, but they could not find the opportunity to enter.

Hundreds of people surrounded the courtyard here, and there were even people on the courtyard wall. They put arrows and bows, but unfortunately their eyes could not keep up with the speed of the black-clothed man's body movements.

There were many places like this in Fang Mansion. There were figures fighting in the courtyard, corridors, gardens, and even on the eaves.

Although there are not many martial arts masters in Fang Mansion, there are many children and servants who practice martial arts. After all, Fang Meng is a duke who fought his way through the battlefield. He is one of the ten generals of the founding dynasty of the Great Qi Dynasty. When he was at the peak of his power, he could even lead the three armies alone. Even though Fang Meng handed over his military power, the strong-willed spirit engraved in his bones is still passed down in Fang Mansion.

Except for Fang Shi, the black-clothed men have the upper hand in other battles. The martial arts of this group of killers are very strong. Even if they are outnumbered, they can handle it easily. People die in Fang Mansion every moment.

Murderous intent and terror shroud Fang Mansion!

Although Fang Wang has the skills of a martial arts legend, he is ultimately just a powerful mortal. He does not know the art of splitting himself. He moves forward quickly, and more and more black-clothed men die in his hands.

This scene was witnessed by a person who stood on the tallest building in Fang Mansion. It was a tower, which contained all the books collected by Fang Mansion. He stood on the top of the tower, hidden in the night.

It was the Taoist in green.

"Your martial arts skills are good, and you are truly the best among martial artists. If I hadn't come, perhaps the prime minister's plan would have failed."

The Taoist in green raised his mouth with a look of disdain on his face.

Martial artists are mortals after all, and no matter how strong they are, they are definitely not his opponents!

He is cultivating immortality!

The Taoist in green raised his left hand, and a yellow talisman flew out from his sleeves and floated above his palm. The yellow talisman burst out with light and shone on his face.

At this moment, the Taoist in green glanced somewhere, and following his gaze, he saw a girl in red standing on the top of an old tree, looking at him from a distance.

Zhou Xue!

Looking at the Taoist in green, Zhou Xue's eyes were extremely cold, revealing a terrifying murderous intent.

"It's him, I am really reborn!"

Zhou Xue thought so in her heart. In the past seven days, she has always had a sense of unreality, fearing that it was a dream or an illusion. Until today, when she saw the figure in the depths of her memory that brought her despair, she felt that she was really reborn.

Hatred!

Killing intent!

There was also a hint of excitement!

The Taoist in green felt Zhou Xue's gaze and frowned.

For some reason, Zhou Xue made him feel very dangerous. His first reaction was that the other party was also a cultivator, but after a closer look, the other party did not have the breath and magic weapons of a cultivator.

The Taoist in green immediately jumped up, like a goshawk, across the night sky, and killed Zhou Xue.

Zhou Xue immediately jumped down from the tree and disappeared into the night. The vast night was like daylight to the Taoist in green, and he quickly approached Zhou Xue.

The Taoist in green touched the courtyard wall with his toes. He was as light as a swallow. He was still in the air. He waved his whisk with his right hand and swept it towards Zhou Xue. Almost instantly, Zhou Xue suddenly turned around and threw five darts. The five darts actually drew five different arcs to kill the Taoist in green.

The Taoist in green raised his eyebrows, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.

…

Bang!

A figure smashed through the courtyard wall, and the broken stones flew. He fell on the stone road like a pool of mud, and his limbs were twisted unnaturally, which was extremely creepy.

Fang Wang retracted his right leg hanging in the air and looked at the corpse in front of him. His face was cold.

Tonight was his first time to kill someone, but he did not feel any discomfort, because he saw many people in Fang Mansion died tragically, and some of them were even his clansmen. Hatred had dominated his mind.

He had killed thirty-seven men in black, the weakest of whom was a second-rate master, and there were three top masters among them.

His performance was also seen by many clansmen and servants, but the Fang Mansion was still in danger, and no one had time to marvel at his strength. He only had one thing in mind: killing the enemy.

He leaped towards the main hall of the mansion. His parents were in the hall. He was heading towards the hall all the way because he was afraid that something might happen to his parents.

With the power of a martial arts legend, Fang Wang could kill all the black-clothed men along the way without using his true energy. He kept his true energy and ended the enemy's life with the most ruthless moves.

Not long after.

Fang Wang killed his way to the main hall of the mansion. There were as many as 500 servants here, surrounding the entire yard. There were already dozens of corpses of black-clothed men here.

Fang Wang came in a dusty manner, his white clothes were not stained with blood, and the servants all knew him and made way.

When he came to the front of the hall, he saw that his parents were still there, and Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wang'er, come here quickly, it's dangerous outside!"

Fang Wang's mother Jiang saw him and waved and shouted.

Fang Yin was relieved to see that his son was fine. He was about to speak when a huge roar came from the west. Everyone turned their heads to look.

Fang Wang also turned his head to look. A golden light shone on his face and his pupils dilated.

He was like this, let alone the others, who were all dumbfounded and looked like they had seen a ghost.

In the west, a dazzling golden light rose from the buildings. Under the golden light, a figure was suspended, holding the golden light high, with his back to the bright moon. With Fang Wang's outstanding eyesight, he could see the other person's true body.

It was a Taoist in green clothes, with one foot on a wooden sword, holding a whisk in his right hand, and his left hand raised above his head. On the palm of his hand was a yellow talisman, which kept emitting golden light, dazzling and dazzling.

"What is that?"

"How is it possible? How can a person be in the air?"

"It's a ghost! The ghost wants to destroy our Fang Mansion!"

"It must be a trick. Even the top martial arts masters can't stand in the air!"

"If it's a trick, why are there so many masters attacking the Fang Mansion tonight?"

The people in the Fang Mansion around were shocked and a panic was spreading. Even the servants holding weapons were frightened. Some even knelt down and kowtowed, praying.

Fang Wang immediately raised his steps and rushed towards the Taoist in green. This scene was seen by Jiang.

"Wang'er, what are you doing?"

Jiang shouted, attracting many people to look at Fang Wang. Fang Wang didn't even turn his head, but raised the sword in his hand, jumped up, like a roc spreading its wings, jumped several feet high, landed on the eaves in the distance, and rushed away. This scene made many Fang family members stare.

Sanlangjun Fangjin was surprised and said: "Fifth brother, Wang'er's Qinggong is incredible. Even the eldest brother can't jump so high directly."

Fang Yin was stunned, looking at Fang Wang's back as he left, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The head of the family, Fang Meng, who was supported, stared at the Taoist in green and was not attracted by Fang Wang. His face was so ugly for the first time. He slowly uttered three words that only he could hear:

"Cultivator!"

...

In the ruined courtyard, Zhou Xue, with slightly messy hair, looked up at the Taoist in green who was high above her. She wiped the blood stains from the corner of her mouth. Her left arm was obviously dislocated and drooped naturally.

"Little girl, such a strong poison, this is definitely not something that ordinary people can make. What sect are you from? Could it be Qingchan Valley?" The Taoist in green looked down at Zhou Xue and asked coldly.

Zhou Xue frowned, and she said coldly: "What other treasures do you have on you?"

Hearing this, the Taoist in green flashed with hostility, and the murderous intent was unstoppable. He snorted coldly: "If you don't want to say it, go to hell!"

He suddenly pointed the yellow talisman in his hand at Zhou Xue, and countless golden rays burst out from the yellow talisman, like a torrential rain, killing Zhou Xue. Zhou Xue immediately jumped away, but the golden rays were faster.

"Oh no, I never thought that this cultivator in the Qi-nourishing Realm actually had two magic weapons in his hands. No wonder he couldn't track down his whereabouts back then. It turns out that he has a big background!"

Zhou Xue thought anxiously in her heart, full of reluctance. Is she going to use that trick?

Just when she was about to be hit, an arm grabbed her shoulders, and a huge force took her away from the attack of the golden light. The golden light fell to the ground, piercing through the courtyard wall, stone slabs, and tree trunks, extremely sharp.

Zhou Xue turned her head and saw Fang Wang's handsome profile, which looked a little childish.