Chapter 1,140: Fang Hongying Injured

ding by the door, whispering to each other as they watched the two figures disappear.Lu Fangwen, of course, knew what they were talking about, and couldn't help but gnash his teeth in hatred. However,...The entire audience was stunned into silence, a heavy stillness hung in the air. Every single member of the Yin Yang Sect was dumbfounded, none of them had expected such an outcome.

The leader of the Twelve Halls, a powerful expert at the middle stage of the Heavenly Rank, couldn't even withstand a single move under the opponent's attack and died in such a strange way.

Fang Hongying's expression changed drastically. She had originally thought that her side had an absolute strength advantage, completely crushing the other side. Unexpectedly, such a result would occur.

Don't be afraid, they only have one strong fighter on their side. Let's all work together.

She truly thought so in her heart. To be able to kill the Big Beard Hall Master with one move, the other party's cultivation level was at least the peak of the Heavenly Rank, and such a strong expert was definitely once in ten thousand.

The opponent sent such a strong person right away, it must be to intimidate this side. The rest of those people couldn't all be this strong.

Upon her words, the others awoke as if from a dream.

Although there are forty or so people standing before me, the strong aren't like cabbages. The truly powerful one is just this one. The others must be putting on a show, pretending to be tough and taking advantage of his reputation.

Thinking about this, the members of the Yin-Yang Sect surged forward and launched a collective charge.

At the very front was Elder Ma, the old man in blue robes, who charged straight towards Lei Hufa Xie Changsi.

His cultivation had reached the late stage of Heavenly Rank, his movements were unbelievably fast, like lightning, he arrived in front of Xie Changsi in a flash, and with one palm strike, he aimed for his chest.

What awaited him was real lightning. Before his hand even touched the other, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky, hitting his head instantly. The arm-thick lightning vanished in an instant.

Just like the previous bearded master, he didn't even have time to scream before being cleaved into nothingness.

The second elder who followed him, chose to target Feng Hufa Chen Yi. But just as he rushed to the front, countless wind blades came slashing towards him. Before he could even make a move, he was cut in half by a gigantic wind blade.

Now everyone in the Yin-Yang sect was dumbfounded. The opponent wasn't a strong expert at all, any random person they pulled out was this powerful.

And on their side, even the formidable Grand Elder couldn't withstand a single move from the opponent. How could these small fry possibly have the courage to fight

It is unknown who first shouted, but these people turned their heads and ran. Unfortunately, with so many powerful individuals present, there was no chance for them to escape.

Four Great Divine Dragons guarded, plus 36 Heavenly Generals, and 40 Saint-Rank powerhouses all made their move.

Martial Saints are legendary powerhouses, each one capable of dominating the world. To have so many of them attacking at once would be utterly devastating.

In the blink of an eye, all of the members of the Yin Yang Sect were slaughtered.

This was still them, under Ye Bufan's request, not exposing their full trump cards and suppressing their cultivation to the peak of Heaven Rank. Otherwise, I'm afraid the entire Dragon Island would be razed to the ground.

Ye Bufan had no pity for these people. These evil cultivators from the Yin-Yang sect, each with their hands stained with blood, had done countless wicked deeds. They deserved to die.

Fang Hongying stood there, completely dumbfounded. She never could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, she had become a lone soldier, with all her men dead or wounded.

All the strength accumulated over so many years is gone just like that. From now on, the formidable Yin-Yang Sect will be no more, a legend whispered in fear.

Ye Bufan took two steps forward, looking at her with a playful smile.

"Master, is this the power you wanted to show Now do you still want me to hand over the treasure"

"Brat, you actually destroyed my Yin-Yang Sect!"

Fang Hongying's eyes were bloodshot with fury, her gaze burning like fire.

"This is all your fault. Today, you'll see the true power of this master."

As soon as her words left her mouth, an aura of immense power erupted from her body. A powerful pressure swept across the entire Shenlong Island, revealing her to be a holy-ranked powerhouse.

This time Fang Hongying retreated to seclusion in order to make a breakthrough to the Saint Stage. After years of effort, she finally succeeded.

After passing through the customs, I originally thought that I could dominate the world. However, in the first battle, my subordinates were killed and injured almost to the end.

"Ye Bufan, today I'll show you what a Saint-Order master is truly capable of. All of you will die."

After finishing her words, her entire being transformed into a red light and shadow, striking towards Ye Bufan's chest with a sharp palm.

"You dare!"

With a furious shout, Huang Xiaomei darted forward to stand in front of Ye Bufan, raising her hand and delivering a palm strike.

Only a deafening bang was heard, followed by a surge of air that sent dust and debris flying everywhere. Fang Hongying was flung backwards like a projectile.

Although both of them were at the early stage of Saint Rank, one had just entered while the other had inherited martial techniques. As soon as they clashed, it became clear who was superior.

Fang Hongying immediately felt like she was trapped in an ice hell, her whole body enveloped by icy coldness. She desperately circulated the true qi within her body, barely managing to protect her heart meridian and prevent herself from turning into a block of ice.

The inheritance of martial arts, the Ice Palm combined with a pure yin constitution, this kind of power is not something ordinary people can withstand. With just one palm strike, she was severely injured.

At this moment, Fang Hongying's heart was filled with horror. She never dreamed that the other party would actually have a Saint-Rank powerhouse.

I originally thought that after entering the Saint Realm, I could crush everyone. As a result, I was instantly crushed by them.

"You..."

Just as she was about to speak, a mouthful of blood gushed out and splattered onto the ground, instantly turning into crimson ice shards that shattered upon impact.

Ye Bufan looked at her with a playful smile: "How is it Not bad, right"

"Let me go, and from now on, the Yin Yang Sect will wipe the slate clean with you. I swear I will never bother you again."

Seeing herself outmatched, Fang Hongying immediately lowered her head in submission.

"Don't get me involved, you seem to have the wrong idea. You still haven't solved your own problems yet."

Ye Bufan chuckled, "That's right. So as not to say we bully you because there are many of us, you can choose anyone from my people. As long as they can withstand three moves, you can leave."

“You…”

Fang Hongying almost coughed up blood again, feeling disrespected.

No matter what, he is the head of the Yin-Yang Sect and a dignified Saint Rank powerhouse. He was actually allowed to choose his opponent at random, limited to three moves.

But now, seriously wounded, she could not concern herself with appearances anymore. Her gaze swept across the room and finally settled on Zhao Gang, the Heavenly Pillar General.

"I choose him."

"Sure."

Ye Bufan waved his hand, and Zhao Gang immediately strode out of the crowd.

He glanced disdainfully at the other person: "Make your move."

Feeling the contempt in the other's eyes, Fang Hongying was furious. A nobody dared to look down on her!

"Soul Reaping Claws."

With a loud shout, she pulled out her trump card. Her two palms whipped up billowing black qi and lunged towards Zhao Gang.

She had unleashed her full power now, her aura overwhelming. The air itself shrieked with a piercing whine, as if about to be torn asunder.

In Fang Hongying's eyes, her full-force strike would definitely inflict heavy damage on the opponent.

...Unexpectedly, while she was still in mid-air, several meters away from Zhao Gang, a tremendous force struck her chest with a heavy impact. ...

With a muffled grunt, she flew backwards for several meters before crashing to the ground with a thud. Immediately after, another mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth.

"What's going on"

Fang Hongying was greatly startled. She hadn't even made contact with the opponent, yet she was already injured

What shocked her the most was that the other party was also at the Holy Rank. Just picking out anyone casually would be a Holy Rank powerhouse. Does this not make life difficult

Could it be that all these people are Saints That's impossible!

This result hurt her deeply. She had originally thought that reaching the Saint rank would allow her to dominate the world and become an unrivaled powerhouse. She never dreamed that someone casually pulling out a person could defeat her.

If I weren't so badly wounded, I would think this was a dream.."He had already made up his mind to take revenge on the old woman when he got the chance, but it wouldn't be appropriate to do so in front of Leng Qingqiu.He knows his woman very well. On the surface...