"He did have some good eyesight, but it's a pity he won't live long."

Ling Fang said with a big laugh, his eyes falling on Hua Yanyue's waist again.

"A divine weapon forged from dragon tendons. I didn't expect you to have so many treasures on you. Once you die, I will reluctantly accept them."

"Then we have to see if you have the ability to do it." Hua Yanyue curled her lips and said, her eyes flashing with a strange red light.

You deserve to die for daring to try to hide my feelings.

"Hahaha... Are you still dreaming of fighting against me? What a joke. How can a Jindan like you fight against a Shenhua God? I'm afraid you're just dreaming." Ling Fang laughed and sneered, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

I guess this kid must have joined a good sect, as he actually has so many magical artifacts.

When I kill him, all these will be mine.

"Heh..." Hua Yanyue smiled darkly, her eyes gloomy. "How would you know if you don't try?"

"Alright, alright, since you are so arrogant, then I will take a good look at how a Jindan like you can fight against a Huashen."

Ling Fang finished speaking in a cold voice, raised his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand. He held the sword and swung out a huge sword intent, rushing towards Hua Yanyue with a strong murderous aura.

Hua Yanyue just stood on the black sword, his left hand gently stroking the Zangqing tied around his waist, his posture elegant and casual. He slowly curled up his thin lips and looked at the oncoming sword light indifferently, with no ripples in his eyes.

When the sword energy was about to arrive, he simply raised his left eyebrow slightly, a red light flashed in his eyes, and an invisible barrier appeared, blocking the oppressive sword energy.

"What's going on!" Ling Fang looked at him in disbelief.

Blocked!

He just blocked the attack from the Spirit Transformation Stage?

Why?

"Fuck!"

Huang Hun also looked at Hua Yanyue in shock, he was dumbfounded.

Just a raised eyebrow.

A divine attack?

Was it blocked by the master?

"Is that all you can do?"

Hua Yanyue smiled, her eyes fixed, a red light flashed in her eyes, and she saw that the powerful sword energy was suddenly shattered, emitting a violent and powerful wave, and the echo of the airflow could be faintly heard.

"How is that possible? Why?" Ling Fang looked at the sword in his hand in astonishment, then looked at Hua Yanyue and said coldly, "You must have other magic weapons on you. I want to see how many times you can defend yourself!"

"Then... please start your performance." Hua Yanyue raised her eyebrows and looked at him, speaking slowly.