Chapter 1011 What Miraculous Elixir Did He Take?



The masked man in black sneered, adopting an arrogant attitude, and said, "I'd be happy to."

This gang of bandits is really something else; their friendship capsized so easily.

However, he always enjoyed watching other people's infighting.

But the next second...

Ji Fengming added with a fierce and thuggish expression, "If you kill him, I'll kill your whole family! If you cripple him, I'll kill you! If you beat him black and blue, I'll cripple you! Just a few scratches will do, let him feel the pain so he'll learn his lesson!"

The masked man in black: "..."

Shang Xiye: "..."

Ji Fengyao: "..."

Black Owl tugged at the incessantly chattering Ji Fengming from the side: "Stop making a scene, do you want to wake up the whole city?"

"Oh, right, I won't say anything more." Ji Fengming quickly covered his mouth and retreated to Hei Xiao's side. After a few seconds of silence, he whispered, "Is it really okay for my brother-in-law to fight him one-on-one?"

Black Owl said confidently, "The prince has always been cautious in his actions. He is not the kind of reckless person who doesn't know when to advance or retreat. If he says he can fight, then he can fight."

Ji Fengyao, kicking her toes and cracking melon seeds, sat down on the roof ridge and beckoned to Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao, saying, "Brother, Brother Xiao Chen, come, sit down. We'll just stay here and watch to prevent that person from escaping. There's nothing else to worry about. The prince is only at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm; defeating him, who is at the ninth level, is a piece of cake!"

"Eighth, eighth rank!" Ji Fengming exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of miraculous medicine did you give him? How did he become eighth rank!"

Ji Fengyao: "..."

Her face flushed instantly. "You brat, what a question!"

How am I supposed to reply to someone like that?!

Meanwhile, the masked man in black also heard the little bandit's words and became more vigilant: "I didn't expect you to have reached the eighth level of Spirit Gathering cultivation; however, the level division between cultivators is not like that of ordinary martial artists, where each level is vastly different. You think you can defeat me by crossing levels? Hmph, absolutely impossible!"

"So noisy!"

Shang Xiye coldly uttered two words and reached into his storage space to retrieve the Blazing Flame Sword.

The sword was drawn, its crimson light shimmering, faintly radiating heat.

Now, without having to wield the sword with all his might, the flow of his own spiritual energy is enough to activate the Blazing Stone on the sword, causing the blade to flicker with firelight.

“Good sword, but I think I am more suitable to be its master than you.” The masked man in black also drew his long sword, but it was a slightly better Xuan Tie ordinary sword.

Shang Xiye didn't like arguing during a fight, nor did he like being passively beaten. He channeled spiritual energy into his sword and stepped on mysterious footwork, moving with lightning speed as he launched an attack on the black-clad man's vital spot.

The young wife once said: As long as a cultivator has not yet condensed their spirit into an infant, the fatal points of ordinary people can still cause irreversible and fatal consequences to the cultivator.

He always kept his wife's wise words in mind.

What incredible speed!

Even though the masked man in black was a level higher than Shang Xiye in cultivation, all he could see were afterimages. He could only barely make out Shang Xiye's movements, but he couldn't immediately pinpoint his true location.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

In the blink of an eye, no fewer than ten sounds of swords clashing against each other rang out. Sparks, generated by the high-speed, forceful collision of metal, flew out in all directions like fireworks about to burn out.

A thin layer of sweat instantly appeared on the forehead of the masked man in black.

So strong!

He's only at the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, how could he be so strong!

Shang Xiye's hand gripping the sword also felt numb.

The difference in rank and strength between cultivators is indeed enormous, making it extremely difficult to cross.

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