Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

The phantom saw that True Armor formed by Primordial Qi and was incredulous.

After deploying eighty-one layers of array, he still possesses Inner Essence not inferior to True Realm. You can imagine how deep his cultivation must be?

After the shock, the phantom still sneered coldly:

"Even so, what of it? Not to mention that your Spiritual Energy is almost depleted now, even if you were at peak state, you might not be my opponent."

Upon hearing this.

Fang Yu's expression remained calm, his gaze began to fill with killing intent.

Under the control of his Shocking Level Spiritual Will, the killing intent made others shiver.

Upon seeing this scene.

The phantom was again stunned, and exclaimed: "Spiritual Will Level?! How... how is this possible?! You've actually activated a Spiritual Will Level?!!"

Fang Yu ignored his surprise, a slight smirk appeared at his mouth.

"I've said, no matter who you are... Whoever stands against me, I will kill! In this Great Thousand World, wonders never cease. Under the Dark Forest Law, everyone has their own survival law! To have survived till today, what do you think I relied on? Congratulations... you are the first to force me to use my trump card since I returned from the Secret Realm!"

Trump card?

The phantom couldn't help but be shocked.

Just as he was feeling puzzled and surprised—

Shing.

A sword appeared in Fang Yu's hand.

Freely, desires follow the heart.

Request a sword, and the sword shall come.

The sword emitted a strange glow all over.

Its killing intent poured out.

The phantom was once again shocked, murmuring: "Such intense killing intent! This... it surely wasn't cultivated overnight, this kind of murderous aura requires at least a thousand refinements, how could it have such pressure without hundreds or thousands of years of tempering? But... you aren't even thirty years old. This... how is it possible? How did you achieve this?"

However...

Fang Yu still did not respond to him.

His actions with his hands continued ceaselessly.

Swoosh.

Space fluctuated.

The phantom retreated a step, shock written all over his face: "Sword Intent! That's Sword Intent! Guiyuan Sword Intent!"

Upon hearing this.

Fang Yu coldly smiled and said: "You recognize your goods well, you can even identify Guiyuan Sword Intent... I hope today's battle can satisfy you, an Infinite Level expert. You can shape Primordial Qi, don't tell me you don't have your own Holy Artifact? Take it out, let me have a look."

The reason he didn't attack immediately.

Was to judge that experts of this type likely hold a Holy Artifact.

However...

Holy Artifacts are things liked by the Divine Dragon.

Every time it consumes a Holy Artifact, and some special items, the Divine Dragon grows stronger. The energy a Holy Artifact can supplement is quite significant.

This phantom, if he did not possess a Holy Artifact, would not dare stand before someone like Fang Yu, also an Infinite Level expert.

After sixteen hundred years of bitter cultivation, he reached infinity.

Coupled with a Dragon Roar Sword in hand.

Fang Yu was confident to defeat this mysterious visitor.

"Holy Artifact?" The phantom laughed hoarsely.

Fang Yu also chuckled:

"Since you don't use a Holy Artifact. Don't blame me for an unfair victory... remember my name, surname Fang, name Yu!"

Buzz.

Buzz buzz.

The longsword began to hum, emitting a brilliant light.

A small dragon whooshed appeared, swirling around the sword body.

This is the Artifact Spirit of the Dragon Roar Sword, the little Divine Dragon!

Upon seeing this Artifact Spirit appear.

The phantom retreated another step, killing intent plus Holy Artifact, plus Artifact Spirit... brow furrowed.

This was already threatening his life.

Yes.

Since Fang Yu has the Holy Artifact in hand, how could he lacking in an Artifact Spirit!

The Holy Artifact is above Spiritual Artifact.

Buzz.

Buzz...

The small Divine Dragon's spinning speed accelerated, and the killing intent from the Dragon Roar Sword grew more intense.

That feeling made one think of the battlefield.

The scene of thousands of troops, rivers of blood flowing across the ground, dismembered limbs scattered in the sky.

"Prepare to die!" Fang Yu kicked the ground, soaring into the air, the longsword danced.

At this moment.

The phantom suddenly raised both hands, shook them, and said: "Stop!"

Buzz.

Buzz buzz.

The longsword continued to tremble.

Fang Yu smiled slightly, gripped firmly with both hands, and a sword in mid-air, shouted:

"Great Sumeru Sword Technique!"

A huge sword light descended from the sky.

Upon seeing this scene.

The enormous pressure cleaved down.

The phantom's brows furrowed tightly, showing his teeth and saying: "Ah... underestimated!"

Arms raised, ink-like arms suddenly erupted with a massive barrier.

Boom!

The sword light struck that barrier.

With a crash, the barrier shattered like glass.

The phantom expected this, combined his palms, resisting the residual power of the Great Sumeru Sword Technique, flying backward rapidly!

Boom!

Upon retreating, one foot broke a towering tree.

This finally dissipated all the force.

The phantom landed on the ground, looking at Fang Yu with a face full of surprise.

Cough cough.

Blood churned inside.

"I underestimated your strength..." The phantom said in surprise, "Let's leave it at that! Fang Yu..."

"Leave it at that?"

Fang Yu's lips curled into a slight smile, "This is likely just the beginning! You are cultivating Dark Arts Battle Techniques! Using ordinary Heavenly Rank Battle Techniques and Ancient Battle Techniques, the power is insufficient. However... let's see how you resist Magic Seal Techniques!"

As he spoke.

Fang Yu wielded the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand again.

Back when Fang Yu first ascended to Great Heavenly Position and fought against the Four Saint Generals under the Black Mountain Sect's Bai Ze, he used Magic Seal Techniques!

And Magic Seal Techniques are precisely the best techniques to suppress Dark Arts cultivation.

Thusly—

Fang Yu swung the sword in his hand.

And solemnly shouted:

"Rin!"

A sword shadow appeared, blossoming light. Sword seals across the sky, glowing golden, extremely dazzling.

"Pyō!"

The second sword seal was even more powerful and fearsome than before.

The golden glow had turned to burning gold.

Like the purest Vast Righteous Energy between heaven and earth.

"Tō!"

…

The phantom couldn't help but tremble violently, shock written all over his face: "Nine-character Mantra Sword Seal? A Heavenly Rank Battle Technique wielded with the power of Ancient Battle Techniques! This kid, how many trump cards does he hold?!"

If Fu Xi of Taia Sect were present, he might be moved to tears.

Over the years, those who can fully wield the Nine-character Mantra Sword Seal are very few.

These Nine Swords, once fully unleashed, certainly will be heavens collapse, destroying all.

The stronger the wielder, the greater the power.

When Fang Yu was a Heavenly Rank master back then, this Nine-character Mantra was already so mighty. Now that he is an Infinite Level expert, and with the Holy Artifact Dragon Roar Sword, this sword seal is the nemesis of the Dark Arts.

The outcome is predictable—

The phantom raised his arms again, and said:

"Stop!"

"Quickly stop!"

"You brat! I'm warning you to stop!"

…

Fang Yu continued speaking in a deep voice:

"Sha!"

The sword seals grew stronger.

The phantom knew that if this continued, danger was imminent.

So he shouted:

"Dan Rou!"

Buzz.

Dan Rou? Mother?

Fang Yu's eyes widened!

The sword seals burst outward.

In the sky, the remaining sword seals immediately reversed direction!

Fang Yu's figure spun and stopped immediately.

Boom!

A sky full of sword seals exploded…