A sharp blow to the head,
One more cut,
One more cut!
Faced with this middle-aged ghost, Fang Zong didn't even try to touch it. Instead, he took a big step, suddenly flipped over, and swung his sword down three times in succession.
The twelve crescent-shaped blade shadows brought about by the Three Absolute Slashes almost materialized.
The gleaming blade light pierced through the cave wall above his head, then shot out like a gazelle's horns, dazzling Han Zheng and leaving him unsure of which part of his body was about to be attacked.
Han Zheng smiled coldly, his figure like a fierce tiger, poised to pounce forward.
His shoulders suddenly jutted forward three feet, and his shoulder sockets sank in three feet.
Two azure butterfly wings suddenly emerged from behind, spreading out to form a three-zhang-wide circle, like an impregnable wall, blocking all of Fang Zong's sword energy.
"Good!" Fang Zong laughed loudly, "Let's go again!"
Strength is the opponent's strength!
Fang Zong sensed a terrifying pressure emanating from Han Zheng that, though insidious and ruthless, was no less than that of Aquaman Arthur. It was clear that Han Zheng, like Aquaman Arthur, was a powerful expert at the sixth level of the Spell Level, second only to the terrifying experts at the seventh level of the Spell Level who were infinitely close to supernatural powers!
He felt an itch to fight; he wanted to find out if he, having improved twice in a row, was truly capable of fighting such a strong opponent!
"One strike will decide the victor!" Fang Zong roared.
His throat vibrated violently, and his vocal cords, the surface of his Adam's apple, and the skin on both sides sounded like a large drum, bursting out with a violent roar.
Fang Zong steadied himself, narrowed his eyes, and stared at the very center of the enormous butterfly wings. He retracted his longsword into its sheath, then unleashed it with a frenzied burst of power, a single slash no less powerful than the one Yasuo once used, carrying the might of the Triple Slash, turning four slashes into one.
The crescent moon transforms into a full moon, and the sword energy, resembling a full moon, is as heavy as a wheel, delivering a powerful slash!
"Kid, you're just a fourth-level mage, you're not good enough!"
Han Zheng closed his hands, and the azure butterfly wings clamped together, trapping Fang Zong's sword energy and sensing Fang Zong's strength: "You're quite good. At the fourth level of the spell level, you already possess the power to kill a fifth-level spell level user. But I am at the sixth level of the spell level, and my strength is something you can't even fathom!"
As he spoke, Han Zheng seemed to grow impatient.
He spoke to Fang Zong only because Fang Zong had destroyed his man-eating butterfly, a serious crime, and he could say one more word to let Fang Zong die knowing why.
As for the rest, that's not needed.
A mere fourth-rank military officer,
Go to hell!
Han Zheng's pupils suddenly dilated, and the azure butterfly wings seemed to open four terrifying eyes.
Fang Zong felt the pressure suddenly increase. He and his sword were suspended in mid-air, as if they were being squeezed by a pressure of millions of pounds.
He laughed, and shouted, "I said, a single strike will decide the victor!"
"Bang!"
With a sudden loud bang, it was as if a volcano had erupted inside Fang Zong's body. Huge balls of light burst forth from his hands and then pressed towards the center.
All the light converged into the Star Shattering Blade, starting from the hilt and ending at the blade!
"Weakness Exploit -
Triple critical hit!
"Snap!" The sound was crisp.
The butterfly's wings broke in the middle, and Han Zheng was completely stunned. He spat out blood, and his body, like a butterfly with broken wings, retreated, fell, and was extremely disheveled!
He was so frightened that he screamed "Ahhh!" several times and shouted, "Who are you?"
He had barely opened his mouth when his gaze swept over Fang Zong's knife, and he gritted his teeth: "Suit-wearing thug, the most handsome one?!?"
"I accept that you call me the number one talent of the younger generation. As for being handsome, forget about it, I'm pretty manly too."
Fang Zong gave a very satisfactory reply.
His true yang energy reached the fifth level and was promoted to sub-demon quality, which was a significant improvement.
In addition, the flesh regeneration spell, although it did not enhance other powers, increased his endurance. Even after using a triple critical hit, he did not feel particularly weak.
If Aquaman Arthur hadn't died, he would have been confident of victory in a rematch!
All of them are improvements, improvements that are clearly visible!
Furthermore, how much can this person in front of him improve him?
Fang Zong stepped forward with a smile, sheathed his magic sword Shattered Star, and left empty-handed.
Han Zheng stared at Fang Zong with one eye, while his other eye wandered around strangely. After finding Hu Batian, he glared at him, and Hu Batian, dissatisfied, grabbed the rock wall and ran back to Fang Zong's shoulder.
"Meow, I failed to ambush Aquaman Arthur. Now that word has spread, it will be even harder to succeed."
The little yellow cat meowed and whined in dissatisfaction, then suddenly laughed: "But it's good, less work and more food. You have to give me this guy's wings, meow."
Fang Zong: "What do you need his wings for?"
"That was made from several hundred man-eating butterflies. The man-eating butterflies themselves don't have much energy, but with his refining, they have a lot of demonic energy. It's useless to you, but it's a great tonic for me."
Tiger Tyrant offered a brief explanation, then began rubbing his little paws again.
Fang Zong nodded slightly, grabbed the little yellow cat and threw it behind him, then approached Han Zheng again.
Han Zheng was covered in cold sweat.
This is terrifying. This thug in a suit is terrifying.
He knew about Fang Zong killing Aquaman Arthur, but at the time he thought, how could a young junior be 'terrifying'? He must have gotten away with ganging up on him.
Furthermore, Han Zheng devoured all of the old ghost Han Fangcheng's power, leaving the old ghost only a trace of ghostly energy to survive, which he used to force the old ghost to reveal the more advanced refining method of the man-eating butterfly.
Old Ghost Han is a ghost that has existed for over eighty years. How pure is his ghostly aura?
Old Ghost established the Qishan Ghost Alliance, and devoured more than a dozen magic-level ghosts. How powerful was the accumulated power?
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