"One word, 'kill', instantly makes the blood of the disciples of Luli Sect boil with fervor."

"Just do it, no backing down!"

"If Brother Yu dared to say such words, he must be confident!"

Chen Daotian couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. Ever since he got to know Fang Yu, he knew him as an extremely cautious person. He would never do anything without assurance and has always refrained from rash actions.

Facing Hongmen.

The word 'kill' spoken by Fang Yu made all those from Luli Sect who had been bullied by Hongmen feel as if they could finally hold their heads high.

In contrast, the faces of the Eight Generals of Hongmen couldn't help but stiffen.

Ye Huangquan's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

"Bluffing! If you really had the strength, you wouldn't resort to using Shangguan Combat Skills! Even without the support of the Black Mountain Sect behind Hongmen, it's still doubtful that you could defeat us. To think of killing Hongmen is sheer fantasy!"

Fang Yu replied coldly:

"Is it really a fantasy? Why not try and see?"

"You—"

Ye Huangquan brushed his hand and snorted coldly: "You've got guts... I'll let you guys off for today. In three days, I will surely visit again. Let everyone listen clearly, I won't rest until Luli Sect is destroyed! And you, Jiangzhou Iron Fist King Fang Yu, I remember you... If you dare, then stay! I will claim your head!"

With these words...

It was uncertain whether Luli Sect should feel joy or sorrow.

The joy was that, if he could say these words, it meant that Hongmen was going to retreat.

The sorrow was that, once they leave, the next time they come, they would certainly bring powerful fighters from Black Mountain Sect. By then, there would be no chance for a turnaround.

After Ye Huangquan spoke, he turned to his brothers and called out loudly "Brothers, let's go!"

The members of Hongmen glared, ready to turn and leave.

But just at this moment.

The deep voice of Fang Yu sounded—

"Did I say you could leave?"

...

The atmosphere that had just relaxed tensed up once again at his words.

Ye Huangquan turned abruptly, his eyes wide as he stared at Fang Yu.

All members of Hongmen also turned their gazes toward him.

The Eight Generals of Hongmen had looks as fierce as tigers.

"You really want to fight?" the leader of the Eight Generals of Hongmen asked gravely.

Fang Yu smiled slightly, lifting a hand to his chest and said indifferently, "I must correct you, it's not a fight, but a—slaughter."

The way he said it was steady, composed, and calm.

This caused the Eight Generals of Hongmen and Ye Huangquan to shudder involuntarily.

What sort of confidence did he have to utter such arrogant words?

As everyone wondered in confusion.

Fang Yu's hand had already grasped the Mandala Flower, and he was quietly contemplating—

"Hongmen wants to block me, the Eight Generals must make their move together. My Primordial can support five more uses of Seventh Layer Octave, but the Seventh Layer Octave doesn't have a hundred percent certainty of killing eight Lesser Heavenly Position level opponents, especially since they are adept at using Combined Martial Techniques... As for the Eighth Layer Octave, at most, I can only use it twice."

"I must seize the right moment, strike to kill, I have to make the most of these two opportunities."

Fang Yu's gaze was resolute as he advanced step by step.

The Eight Generals of Hongmen felt an inexplicable pressure emanating from Fang Yu.

They trembled uncontrollably.

"Formation!"

The eight had no choice but to return to the square, blocking directly in front.

Ye Huangquan's face contorted, twitching uncontrollably.

Fang Yu extended one hand.

Whoosh!

A slender and narrow sword appeared abruptly.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, it appeared as if soaked with fresh blood, making it hard for one's eyes to stay open!

Everyone involuntarily held their breath, staring in shock at the long sword.

"What is that?"

"Brother Yu's weapon."

"It looks very powerful," Xu Huawen exclaimed.

"Let me tell you a secret..."

"What?"

"Anyone who has seen the appearance of this sword... will ultimately meet their death!"

Xu Huawen shuddered all over.

In this situation, he found himself believing it instantly.

...

"Eight Immortals Formation!" The eight generals of Hongmen swiftly surrounded Fang Yu at the center, with grave expressions on their faces.

Fang Yu held his long sword at a forty-five-degree angle downwards, his eyes fixed ahead.

"Iron Fist King, this is on you! If worst comes to worst, we'll all go down together! Even if we die, you won't survive! Then we'll see who can protect the Luli Sect!"

"Then show me what you've got, don't disappoint me! When I have had my fun, that will be your time to die!"

Swoosh!

With a raise of his sword and a stretch to the right, he struck a one hundred and eighty-degree balance.

Ye Huangquan felt an inexplicable pressure emanating from the sword.

"Is this your trump card?"

For some reason, this sword made his heart race uncontrollably. The eight generals of Hongmen were already at a disadvantage just now with sheer hand-to-hand combat skill, and if this were a treasure, who knows what their fate would be!

Fang Yu spoke with a cold detachment: "Eight Immortals? Hah... do reptiles also deserve to be called immortals?"

Upon hearing this.

The eight generals of Hongmen began to seethe with anger.

"This guy is not simple, brothers, let's give it our all!"

"Yes!"

The eight men spun around!

Their feet moved in the Eight Diagrams Step, circulating their Inner Essence.

Eight positions changed simultaneously!

"Qian Gold!" "Dui Gold!" "Kun Earth!" "Gen Earth!"

"Zhen Wood!" "Xun Wood!" "Kan Water!" "Li Fire!"

Four in front and four behind, they formed two rectangles—one big and one small!

Boom—

Tremors several times more intense than before occurred.

The aura of the eight men reached a climax.

"The Eight Immortals Formation, combined with the power of the Eight Diagrams and the Five Elements, regardless of the attribute of your Inner Essence, it will be restrained by our Eight Immortals Formation!" The eight generals of Hongmen were determined to succeed.

Fang Yu raised his gaze, with the long sword pointing in a different direction.

Although the Eight Immortals Formation didn't possess much offensive power, it significantly boosted their assistance.

"Playing hero in the presence of Guan Gong!"

Fang Yu sneered and stomped on the ground!

Boom!

"Thunder Light!"

Without charging at any one person, he leapt into the air with his sword.

Then Fang Yu swung his long sword once more.

"Primordial Sword Skill, One Sword to Profound!"

Instantly.

Sword shadows filled the sky, bursting with brilliant colors!

The setting sun blossomed, wrapped in the glow of the evening clouds!

Countless sword shadows, the shimmering light like fireworks in the night or glowing weeping willows, pressed directly against the eight generals of Hongmen!

"What kind of sword skill is this?"

"I've never heard of it before!"

"One Sword to Profound?"

Everyone watched Fang Yu in the air with their mouths agape.

However...

The eight generals of Hongmen showed no fear, shouting: "No matter what sword skill you have! You can't break the Great Heavenly Position level Eight Immortals Formation!"

As soon as the voice died down.

Fang Yu's voice rang out again.

"One Sword to Profound! Two-fold Duet!"

"One Sword to Profound! Three-fold Duet!"

...

A multi-layered combat skill?

With ancient combat skills combined with this sword skill of unknown provenance, the momentum increased several-fold.

The Sword Light in the sky became denser!

The already fissured slabs, with increasing power, cracked wider and shook violently!

"One Sword to Profound! Octave!"

Hearing these three words, "One Sword to Profound! Octave,"

Ye Huangquan's heart couldn't stop trembling, and he immediately roared, throwing caution to the wind:

"Run!"

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