Chapter 91

"Good technique. Brother Lu is truly an elite expert of the sect; this method of wielding lightning is genuinely formidable."

The young girl, Zhou Mei, was full of smiles, but her expression suddenly changed, and she exclaimed in alarm, "Brother Lu, watch out!"

The yellow-robed youth, who was in the middle of channeling the mysterious mirror, also had his expression change abruptly. He sensed an extremely terrifying crisis, and the speed was so horrific that even he could not react in time.

Just as he was about to form a hand seal to resist, a terrifying arrow instantly pierced through him, and he let out a scream as blood splattered.

Even the precious garment on his body, refined from special materials, could not resist; it was breached in a single encounter. The thick arrow, like a flood dragon, passed through his right shoulder and burst out from his back.

Puchi!

Fresh blood sprayed.

His entire right shoulder was completely shattered, and an arm flew high into the air.

The intense poison contained within the long spear was like fire meeting gasoline; it instantly began to burn along his blood, spreading directly across his entire body.

His entire right side immediately began to rot rapidly, oozing pus.

"Ah!"

Brother Lu let out a shrill scream, nearly falling from the back of the crane.

Even that mysterious precious mirror could no longer be controlled.

The mirror instantly dimmed and fell straight down from the sky.

"Brother Lu!"

Zhou Mei screamed in terror, unable to believe it.

"Careful, that Ouyang Feng is right below!"

"Descend! Descend quickly!"

The two other men beside them shouted in a hurry.

Their words had barely faded when Fang Yi had already fired a second thick long spear.

Boom!

The terrifying long spear was covered in his potent poison, and this time it shot fiercely toward the crane that Zhou Mei and the others were riding.

Puchi!

"Li!"

The crane let out a shrill cry, and poisonous blood sprayed.

It plummeted rapidly from a height of several hundred meters, crashing toward the ground below.

It didn't even have the qualifications to withstand a single move; the terrifying poison killed it the instant it entered its body.

The other three on the crane's back were all incomparably terrified as they fell rapidly.

At this moment, Fang Yi had already placed a third thick long spear on the bowstring. With a forceful pull, the spear flew out, shooting toward the crane where the yellow-robed man had previously been.

Once he started, he had to silence everyone!

Shooting their cranes was to prevent them from escaping.

Puchi!

The crane Brother Lu was riding also let out a shrill cry, its body falling rapidly from the high sky like a meteorite.

Fang Yi had used up all three long spears.

He ignored the terror of the remaining people and immediately activated his Poison Fire Vajra Armor. With a boom, his entire body was covered in a layer of terrifying black-red flames, even obscuring his facial features so they could not be seen clearly.

Then, he picked up the Eight Desolations Precious Saber and charged rapidly toward the spot where the three had fallen.

The entire area was in chaos, filled with terror.

Everyone could not believe their eyes.

One of the people in their group had actually turned their butcher's knife against those otherworldly beings in the sky?

How could this be possible?

"Run!"

"Hurry and run!"

The remaining people dared not stay any longer, fearing they would be caught in the battle.

Taking advantage of the dispersing thick fog, everyone fled in panic.

Boom! Boom!

Two huge roars erupted, shaking the ground and sending sand and stones flying.

The two massive crane carcasses finally slammed fiercely into the ground.

Brother Lu had already been invaded by the poison and was severely injured. Falling from a hundred meters high, he was shaken into vomiting blood, in extreme pain, feeling as if his internal organs were about to shatter. The poison on his body attacked even more fiercely, and he nearly fainted.

The other three, although they had used various methods to defend themselves at the first moment,

were not high-level great cultivators after all.

Falling from a hundred meters, they were all shaken into vomiting blood and screaming.

One of the youths was crushed beneath a crane carcass, shattering both leg bones on the spot, unable to crawl up.

The remaining Zhou Mei and the other youth were also dazed, their minds roaring.

Before they could react, Fang Yi had already arrived, saber in hand.

Crazy Demon Blade Technique!

Boom!

He used the Ten Thousand Poisons Purgatory Art to drive the Crazy Demon Blade Technique; countless blade images were like a black tide, carrying poison and flames, overwhelming and inescapable.

One of the youths had just sensed it and screamed, a brilliant light erupting from his body as he tried to resist, but he was slashed through by Fang Yi in a single encounter.

The terrifying blade light appeared before him with unstoppable momentum, splitting him vertically.

"Don't!"

The youth screamed in terror.

Puchi!

Bang!

The corpse exploded, blasted by Fang Yi from the skull to the crotch; the two halves of the corpse, carrying dripping blood and internal organs, flew to the sides.

Killed in one strike!

Subsequently, Fang Yi, carrying a fierce momentum and covered in poison fire, moved with terrifying speed, directly waving his blade light and charging rapidly toward the young woman.

Blood spilled from the woman's lips, her heart filled with terror. She finally reacted at this moment, retreating in panic at extreme speed, not caring even if her vitality was severely damaged. She screamed sharply, and a small black shield rose from her body, quickly blocking in front of her.

Boom!

An incomparably terrifying low sound erupted.

It was like a meteor crashing into it; sparks flew, and poison fire surged.

The terrifying three-attribute poison, plus the power poison, was crazily invading her body.

The woman vomited blood, feeling stinging pain in her body, her legs retreating wildly against her will, her heart filled with fear.

What kind of poison was this?

It could pass through the shield to reach her body and corrode her spiritual power?

This shield of hers was bestowed by her sect, and the materials used were exceptionally precious, yet it could not fully block it.

Another strange object rose beside her; it was a black sword the size of a little finger, very inconspicuous, with charred marks on the exterior. She channeled it with all her might, and it shot wildly toward Fang Yi.

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly unleashed his blade technique. The Eight Desolations Precious Saber, carrying a terrifying aura and endless poison fire, slammed rapidly toward the small black sword.

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

A series of deafening metallic sounds erupted, and sparks flew.

The small black sword was slashed by Fang Yi, flying everywhere like a piece of paper.

The mysterious woman revealed terror, feeling her blood being corroded, her spiritual power burning and converting into poison. Even her skin, which was usually crystal clear like jade, began to turn black.

The opponent must be a damned descendant of Evil Martial Arts!

Otherwise, he wouldn't possess such strange poison!

But time did not allow her to think too much.

Because her small black sword was about to be unable to hold on. Suddenly, with a clang, the small black sword flew off completely, uncontrollable, and now it was all relying on the black shield in front of her to protect her with all its might.

But under Fang Yi's overwhelming attacks, the entire black shield was also tottering and shaking.

"Brother Lu, come save me!"

The woman screamed in terror, her spirit on the verge of collapse.

She was a seeker of immortality, with one-in-ten-thousand talent; how could she die miserably before finding immortality?

Boom!

With a loud noise, the black shield was slashed away. The terrifying blade light, carrying endless power like black lightning, suddenly slashed fiercely toward her body.

Puchi!

Corpse parts shot out, and internal organs sprayed.

The woman, Zhou Mei, died miserably on the spot!

And just at this moment.

Brother Lu and the remaining man began to react.

But Brother Lu's injuries were too severe; the poison had invaded his body, deep into his internal organs, causing them to melt, making him unable to strike at all.

He had no choice but to turn and flee in a panic toward the depths of the mist, hoping to use the heavy fog to shake off Fang Yi.

Since he was born, he had never suffered such a terrifyingly severe injury.

His heaven-shaking techniques hadn't even been unleashed before he had to flee in a hurry.

His heart was replaced by endless frustration.

Who exactly was this Ouyang Feng!

The other person, whose legs had been crushed, was also incomparably terrified. Relying on his hands, he crawled on the ground, fleeing toward another place.

A blanket actually appeared beneath him, supporting his body and emitting mysterious light, allowing him to fly briefly above the ground.

As soon as Fang Yi saw the two running in different directions, his eyes turned cold. He first charged out at extreme speed, caught up to the man whose legs had been crushed, and with his blade technique whistling and black light flashing, he finished him off in a few simple moves.

Then he turned and left, pursuing the yellow-robed man.

He was not worried that the yellow-robed man could escape.

The opponent had been invaded by his poison, and no matter where he ran, there would be poison residue.

This was equivalent to a tracker.

Moreover, the opponent had been hit by the power poison; the longer it dragged on, the deeper the poisoning would be.

The opponent was not Fan Dongyang, who could resist with Netherworld Qi; the opponent was, after all, a flesh-and-blood body, just walking a different path.

In the distance.

The yellow-robed man fled all the way, his heart filled with terror. The poison in his body spread, melting his internal organs and meridians, and a foul odor constantly emanated from his body.

He attempted to channel the 【Avoid Poison Method】 to force out the toxins, but found that this poison had penetrated deep into his bone marrow and was difficult to force out. The more he channeled his power, the faster the poison invaded.

Just as he was fleeing rapidly toward the front, he suddenly roared, as if sensing something. He casually waved his hand, and seven or eight talisman papers flew out, instantly turning into brilliant lightning and blasting toward the mist on one side.

Behind the mist, Fang Yi's body suddenly burst out, like a terrifying fierce beast.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

His blade technique was like fire, colliding with these dense lightning bolts.

His heart tightened slightly.

This was the first time he had a head-on collision with a seeker of immortality!

In the past, he had always used sneak attacks to severely injure the opponent, and then let them become lambs for the slaughter.

But this yellow-robed man was clearly extraordinary.

His strength was profound, and he could still unleash secret techniques even now.

In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of blows.

These lightning bolts looked small, but their power was beyond imagination.

Each one was like a ten-thousand-jun iron tower crashing into Fang Yi, making his body uncomfortable, his palms and fingers stinging, and he almost couldn't even hold his long saber.

"Puchi!"

Suddenly, the yellow-robed man spat out another mouthful of poisonous blood. Even his vision blurred, his body swayed, and his whole body felt as if it were burning, the pain intensifying.

Rashly striking had made his injuries even more severe.

He already knew that he would find it hard to survive today.

With a miserable laugh, he directly began to give up on himself.

"If you want to kill me, I'll make you die first! Heavenly Thunder Orthodox Method!"

He roared, and a large amount of lightning suddenly emerged from his body. The whole person seemed to turn into a terrifying lightning man, crackling and popping as he waved his palms, blasting toward Fang Yi.

Fang Yi's expression changed again, and he made a decisive choice, actually turning and fleeing, disappearing in a flash.

Anyway, the opponent was bound to die, so there was no need for him to fight him head-on.

Seeing Fang Yi about to escape, the yellow-robed man was consumed by rage, spat blood again, and directly pursued him from behind.

"Beast, get back here!"

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Bolts of lightning were waved out by his hands, as if they cost nothing, blasting forward.

Fang Yi exerted his movement technique to the extreme, like a hazy afterimage, flashing past rapidly.

Large patches of dense forest were shattered by the lightning, crackling and flying everywhere.

A series of destructive fluctuations constantly permeated behind him.

After dozens of consecutive moves, the yellow-robed man's body staggered and he fell back again. His vision turned completely black, both eyes had melted, his face was covered in black blood, and even his throat felt scalding hot.

He was terrified in his heart and stopped again.

"Am I going to die? I still have grand ambitions unfulfilled, and I'm going to die at the hands of an ant-like commoner? I traveled thousands of miles to get here, and before I even saw my own opportunity, I'm going to die like this?"

"Ouyang Feng, get out here, fight me!"

"Ouyang Feng, come out!"

He roared sorrowfully.

Puchi!

"Ah!"

Suddenly, he let out a scream. A black light flew over, instantly piercing through his body, carrying his body backward and pinning him to the large rock behind him.

It was Fang Yi who had thrown his precious saber in time, piercing him through.

Fang Yi appeared directly in another direction, his gaze deep, watching the yellow-robed man's body from afar.

Until the opponent completely stopped struggling.

He casually picked up a pebble from the ground, injected it with poison, and flicked his finger.

Bang!

The pebble hit the opponent's face fiercely, smashing his entire face to pieces, blood and flesh flying.

"Dead?"

Fang Yi confirmed, feeling a secret sigh of relief in his heart, feeling stinging pain coming from his limbs and bones.

The yellow-robed man was indeed powerful.

Several of those lightning bolts had hit him, and even with the protection of the Vajra Armor, they caused severe pain to his flesh and bones, making his body feel as if it were falling apart.

Fortunately, the opponent had been injured beforehand; otherwise, today would have been dangerous.

"To deal with people on this path, you cannot fight head-on, you can only use tricks. If you fight head-on, the price you pay will be great."

Fang Yi muttered to himself.

A moment later, he walked toward the opponent's body.

But just as he approached, his expression suddenly changed. Without thinking, he activated the Vajra Armor to the extreme, raised his palm, and suddenly blasted out a palm strike.

Pinned to the cliff rock, his body rotting and motionless, the yellow-robed man who should have died miserably suddenly opened his eyes. Lightning erupted from his body, and like a madman, he lunged again.

Boom!

"Ah!"

A terrifying roar erupted, destructive fluctuations swept in all directions, and large patches of lightning crisscrossed, crackling and popping. The yellow-robed man's body was blasted to pieces.

The powerful fluctuations blew Fang Yi away, slamming him fiercely into the distance.

Even the Vajra Armor on his body was shaken until it became blurry, the runes distorted, nearly collapsing.

"Powerful, indeed one cannot underestimate anyone, especially this group of seekers of immortality!"

Fang Yi spat blood, his heart filled with awe, and he stood up from the ground.

The flames on his body had become chaotic, as if they had been hit by a gale.

Fortunately, he was always maintaining vigilance; if he had been even slightly complacent, he probably would have been blasted into annihilation by the opponent's final move.

He channeled the 【Poison Emperor Asks for Longevity】 method. The spiritual medicine growing in his chest area began to bloom with brilliance, like little stars, spreading to his body and limbs, and the injuries in his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, his body was full of vitality again.

Fang Yi sighed in relief, picked up his long saber, turned, and left, running toward the corpses of the other three.

Some pills and gold leaves were searched out one after another.

Besides that, there were some very small weapons, similar to magical artifacts.

Just like the small black sword channeled by the young woman.

Holding this sword in his hand, it was just like a wooden sword.

But even with his Eight Desolations Precious Saber, he couldn't leave a mark on it.

"This is a good thing; if I take it to the black market in the future, it should sell for a good price!"

Besides this small black sword, there was also a black shield and a cyan blanket.

As well as the mirror seen earlier.

Unfortunately, for this kind of treasure, his blood energy could not channel it at all.

And he hadn't found any cultivation methods for the seeking immortality path.

He could only find an opportunity to sell them all.

After finishing all this, Fang Yi looked at the road ahead, lifted his feet, and walked away, disappearing rapidly from here.

Next, he once again restrained his aura, shifted his bones, changed his appearance, and even took off his outer garment, burning it to ashes. The whole person was like a different person from before.

The pitch-black night curtain surged like a tide.

From time to time, thick fog surged up, accompanied by restlessness.

Fortunately, no other accidents occurred along this road.

Fang Yi caught up to the people in front in one breath, then accelerated, chasing after three or four more waves of people.

It wasn't until a day later that he finally stopped.

This was a relatively large merchant caravan.

Compared to the caravan he had followed before, the number of people was several times larger, and there were more martial artists and Mist Hunters.

He disguised himself as a normal refugee and mixed into the middle without anyone noticing.

"I wonder how Qingyang City is doing now?"

"How else could it be? It must be in total chaos. Previously, thanks to the Poison King Ouyang Feng stepping in to open a path of escape for us, otherwise we would definitely be in big trouble now."

"Yes, the Poison King Ouyang Feng is truly too mysterious. He gives me a feeling that he is simply everywhere."

"By the way, when the city gate opened earlier, a monster appeared, covered in hair, three or four meters tall, like a zombie. Did you see it?"

"Of course I saw it. Later, that monster was blocked by Ouyang Feng."

"Incredible, what kind of strength does this Ouyang Feng have? It's said that even an otherworldly being suffered a big loss at his hands."

The crowd discussed, astonished.

Undoubtedly, the things Fang Yi had done in Qingyang City had long since made him a famous person.

Even after a long time, people would still mention it.

This had already become a legend.

Destined to be passed down to future generations.

"The Shopkeeper is still not here. Could he be further ahead? Or has he already met with misfortune?"

Fang Yi looked around, pondering in his heart.

Forget it!

He had already done his best; if he really couldn't find the other person, he wouldn't force it.

He squatted in front of the campfire, quietly roasting dry rations.

In fact, with his strength, let alone not eating for a day or two, even if he didn't eat for ten days, he wouldn't starve to death.

The reason he did this was merely because he didn't want to attract attention.

The current him was still just a doctor.

"We're setting off, everyone get ready to set off!"

Suddenly, the leader of the merchant caravan shouted, his voice carrying far away.

The crowd that had been resting immediately began to stand up one after another, restless, and started walking again.

Just like that, the next period of time passed.

Everyone slept in the open and traveled long distances.

Another dozen days passed before they finally approached a settlement.

Unexpectedly.

This settlement was indescribably lively.

Looking from afar, there were many figures and a clamor of voices.

It was like a huge market.

"What's going on? Why are there so many people ahead?"

"What is everyone gathering here for?"

The crowd traveling showed astonishment.

Soon, someone went up to inquire about the news.

As a result, just as they were about to go up, a man in a golden robe leaped over, landed on a large rock in front, looked at the crowd, and informed them that this area had been requisitioned.

From now on, everyone is allowed to enter but not leave.

The crowd immediately erupted in an uproar.

"On what grounds?"

"Exactly, who are you to not let us leave?"

"We have families in tow; if we don't leave, what will we eat and drink?"

Many people shouted.

Fang Yi, however, frowned slightly and looked at the other person.

This man was very strange; there was an indescribable aura around him, smelling very ethereal, like incense in a temple. Was this a sandalwood scent?

He could conclude by intuition that this person was definitely not an ordinary martial artist!

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