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Chapter 438: Mr. Fang Failed to Establish Dominance?

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

Mr. Fang looked up at the two half-human and half-ghost figures who flashed by in cloaks. I can defeat them, but what is the most shocking and dominating way?

While people of the Nangong Family were still cultivators, the sword slaves were human-shaped weapons designed solely for battles!

Each of their attacks emitted frightening murderous spirit and the nauseating smell of blood, reminding people of the many tombs that buried the poor souls that had died under their swords.

The Nangong Family of the Heaven-Seeking Sword Palace had gained its reputation mainly because of the sword slaves.

The Nangong Family had gotten even more overbearing in recent years, inducing disapproval from the other major families. However, the other families hadn’t shown their displeasure yet since they knew the Nangong Family had gotten a lot of benefits from the depths of the Fortune Golden Palace; another reason was that the Nangong Family had many trump cards.

This super force had raised war weapons which only had killing in mind. They couldn’t feel fatigued and had no emotions.

For a long time, no one had ever seen any of these war weapons damaged. In the history of the Spiritual State, these war weapons turned everywhere they went into a wasteland but remained intact themselves.

Engulfed by thick smoke, red and black huge sword energies hacked down, and people could hear the shrill screams inside the smoke. historical

( B ox.c om ) The mountains on both sides shattered, turning into many giant rocks before collapsing into the abyss.

If not for the extremely powerful defense system of Yuanyang City, this city would have been destroyed by the residual energy waves of the attacks.

A spiritual light rose outside Yuanyang City. Obviously, the city had activated its defense system. When some sword energies crashed onto the spiritual light, they exploded and scattered like fireworks.

The guards standing on the city wall split and gave way to a powerful-looking, middle-aged man who had grey hair. He emitted a mountain-like presence which could shock people when they looked at him.

“Mr. Castellan!” The guards in the area quickly greeted him.

The middle-aged man gave them a slight nod and then looked up at the sky with an unreadable expression.

“The last time that Nangong Family sent out sword slaves was about 200 years ago, right?” Standing beside him was a middle-aged cultivator wearing a long robe; he looked scholarly, elegant, and otherworldly.

“Yeah. It has been a long time.”

“Castellan Zong, how many attacks do you think this young man can block?” The long-robed, middle-aged cultivator asked.

The Castellan didn’t reply, looking thoughtful.

“Five?” The long-robed, middle-aged man gave a range.

“About ten,” Castellan Zong said, “From the looks of it, he will lose soon.”

“What a pity! Why did this talented young man mess with yjr Nangong Family?”

The moment he said it, they heard loud noises under the wall.

“What’s happening?”

“Is this kid crazy?!”

“I think he’s waiting to be killed!”

In the sky, the young man stepping on the flying sword seemed to have been forced into a corner by the strikes of the sword slaves. Despite the great speed of his flying sword, the sword slaves had built a dense and horrifying net of sword energies from which no one could escape!

However, they saw the young man standing on the flying sword do something that they could never have imagined!

Looking at the horrifying sword attacks from both sides, Mr. Fang lit up a cigarette cheerfully.

The cigarette end lit up and looked bright against the gloomy sky.

Then, two pitch-black sword energies shot past him!

Crack! ( B ox.c om )

Boom!

The sword energies hacked down huge pieces from the mountains on both sides.

The whole area fell silent.

Then, a thin layer of spirit light covered with strange treasure patterns and white flares surrounded Fang Qi.

“Hu...” Intact, Mr. Fang blew out some smoke from his mouth.

His left hand slightly opened, and the spirit light quickly shrunk and transformed into an exquisite palm-sized hollow metal ball covered by strange cloud patterns.

It emitted radiant light and looked as dazzling as a mini sun in his hand!

“This is...!?”

“He blocked the attacks?!”

All the cultivators watching the battle gasped and forgot to close their mouths.

“What is that spiritual treasure?!”

“He used it to block the attacks of two sword slaves and remained intact?!”

“Ultimate treasure! It must be an ultimate treasure on the same level as those from the Fortune Golden Palace!”

Golden Sun Wheel!

It was one of the ultimate spiritual treasures of the Kunlun Faction from the movie ‘Shu Mountain’!

In the movie, even the Youquan Blood Demon couldn’t break it before it absorbed the energy from the Blood Cave!

At this moment, the sword slaves launched several strikes, and these strikes were as dense as mountains and contained greater force!

Ding!

Dang!

With two huge noises, the two swords hacked onto the spiritual treasure, and the people saw that the young man in the sky didn’t move a muscle and remained intact! Not even a strand of his hair was hurt!

“Did he get it from the Fortune Golden Palace?!”

Many cultivators were green with envy, and they had the urge to rush over and grab it from Mr. Fang.

How come there is such an awesome treasure in the world?!

Meanwhile, Castellan Zong exchanged a surprised look with the cultivator wearing the long robe.

“I’m surprised that he has such a trump card; no wonder he dares to challenge the Nangong Family!

The long-robed cultivator shook his head while he watched the sword slaves hack onto the Golden Sun Wheel tirelessly. “This spiritual treasure is indeed powerful, but he can’t win by defending. When his spiritual essence runs out, he will die for sure!”

The Castellan nodded. “The sword slaves only attack and never defend. He might be able to kill one sword slave with a sudden suicidal attack, but who would trade their life with a sword slave?”

“This young man will die soon!”

While they talked, many cultivators eagerly moved closer toward the edge of the array as if they were waiting for the spiritual treasure to drop.

However, before the Castellan finished his words, a bronze crescent-shaped spiritual treasure appeared in Fang Qi’s hand.

While holding the burning Golden Sun Wheel with one hand, Fang Qi formed a sword spell with the other hand and controlled the Golden Moon Wheel to rotate around him like a new moon.

He remained still when the two sword slaves attacked again.

With two crisp noises, two figures separated while the Golden Moon Wheel drew an elegant arc like a new moon!

Dumbfounded, all the people saw that thee sword slaves had been somehow cut into two halves.

The cultivators who had been waiting to pick up the spiritual treasures backed off subconsciously!

However, the battle wasn’t over. Under everyone’s gaze, a vast amount of black smoke rushed out of the broken bodies, and the broken body parts came together, repairing themselves!

“I remember now!” one cultivator on the ground yelled in shock, “About 200 years ago, the sword slaves of the Nangong Family entered the Spirit-Destroying Array in Green Bull Valley. When they came out, all the cultivators in the valley had their heads chopped off, but the sword slaves remained intact!

“I thought the rumor was wrong, but now I know it’s true!”

With the cigarette dangling between his lips, Mr. Fang watched in surprise while the sword slaves healed themselves. “They’re still alive?”

The Castellan’s expression slightly changed. “It seems that we have underestimated the depths of this ancient family that has received this great inheritance!”