long history of summer, the mythical beasts known to mankind... are actually only the dragon and the phoenix. 。That is to say, all the creatures containing divine power that we see today, if traced ba...At the sound of these words, Fang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he loosened his grip on Qin Yao's neck with his right hand.

"Are you sure" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

Qin Yao couldn't breathe, but the fear and submission in her eyes were quite apparent.

Now, Fang Yu believed Qin Yao.

Or perhaps, believe that all creatures fear death instinctively.

"Then, take me to see her now." Fang Yu said.

Qin Yao covered her neck, which was red from being pinched, and gasped for breath.

Fang Yu looked at Qin Yao and was not in a hurry.

He could at least confirm that Ling'er's life was not in danger, and that was enough.

At this moment, the crowd on the ground who had been cheering and jubilant, believing that the goddess Qinyáo was sure to win, now wore expressions of stunned disbelief.

They hadn't even realized what was happening.

Just now, the goddess Qin Yao was choked by Fang Yu's neck, seemingly defeated... But suddenly, Fang Yu let her go.

What's going on

The entire audience was silent.

Fang Yu looked at Qin Yao, who was gradually recovering, and just wanted to speak.

But just then, he keenly sensed that over a dozen auras were speeding towards him from afar!

Fang Yu glanced down at Yuan Chonglong, Fu Yousheng, and Cheng Tianjiao. His eyes were cold and indifferent.

And the three of them, upon making eye contact with Fang Yu, trembled all over!

A bone-chilling cold, instantly piercing through their bodies.

Just at this moment, they felt the icy breath of death!

"Just wait here for a moment," Fang Yu said to Qin Yao. "Since they're giving me so much face, I still have to reciprocate, otherwise it wouldn't be very polite."

After that, Fang Yu extended a finger and pointed it at Qin Yao's forehead.

A white glow surged across his fingertips.

Fāng Yǔ's divine sense instantly sealed several crucial acupoints within Qín Yáo's body.

Qin Yao, having lost the ability to move and speak, was also unable to release her Qi!

Fang Yu single-handedly embraced Qin Yao's slender waist, then flew upwards, placing her on the protruding eaves of the second floor of Sha Shen Temple.

After finishing the task, Fang Yu leaped again and flew forward.

Soon, more than a dozen figures appeared in everyone's sight.

There were eighteen people in total, eight of whom wore blue clothes, five wore black, and the remaining five wore long dark blue robes.

As the platform's numerous representatives from noble families saw these people arrive, their faces changed again.

They were able to recognize that these eighteen people, each came from the three top families in Xidu!

Eight people in green clothes, from the Yuan family. Five people in black clothes, from the Fu family. Another five people in blue clothes, from the Cheng family!

And these people's garments have special prints on the left chest!

This is the mark of elite soldiers used by all major families in Xidu!

Clothing adorned with this mark signifies that the wearer is a member of the family's elite!

It is obvious that the eighteen warriors before us are the elite fighters sent by Yuan Fucheng's three families to punish Fang Yu!

"Fang Yu, surrender! The Sha Shen Temple is the faith of our Xidu people. You said the statue of Sha Shen was destroyed, so don't even think about leaving Xidu!" Yuan Chonglong looked up at Fang Yu and said loudly.

"That's right, I even destroyed the statue of Sha God and captured the Goddess Qin Yao. How come Sha God hasn't sent a divine will to punish me yet" Fang Yu turned to Yuan Chenglong, sneeringly smiling.

Yuan Chenglong's face darkened, and he changed the subject: "Today, our three families join forces. We must take down this arrogant fool! The dignity of Sha Shen Temple cannot be desecrated by you!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the eighteen elite warriors from the family approached Fang Yu and surrounded him in mid-air.

Fang Yu glanced at it.

Of these eighteen cultivators, six reached the peak of the Core Formation Stage, eight were at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Stage, and the remaining two had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage.

In today's terms, that would be six peak Martial Venerables, eight Martial Saints, and two demigods.

This lineup, placed in any martial arts world of contemporary China, would be a force to be reckoned with.

Fang Yu didn't expect that the three families in Xidu could cultivate so many high-level warriors.

"Take action now, do not let him escape!" Yuan Chenglong said coldly.

"Yes!" The eighteen elite warriors replied in unison.

A booming voice, accompanied by a murderous aura, surged towards Fang Yu!

Eighteen people, attack at the same time!

"Sword Slashing Secret Art!"

"Rumble of a thousand thunders!"

"Yang Dao Qi..."

Eighteen warriors unleashed their most powerful killing moves, all converging on Fang Yu in the center!

Fang Yu stood in mid-air, motionless.

"My goodness, the elite warriors of the three great families, all making a move together... This is too much."

"Yes, to force the three major families to produce so many people, this Fang Yu can be considered dead well…"

He's doomed! Eighteen top-tier experts are attacking him, he has nowhere to escape!

Below, the representatives of the families and the onlookers in the distance all had their eyes wide open.

Eighteen top experts besieged one person, such a scene is rare in fifty years.

They were lucky enough to witness this with their own eyes.

As for Fang Yu... no one cared.

Because deep down, they all believed Fang Yu couldn't possibly dodge such a strike.

Above the eaves of the Sand God Temple, Qin Yao, whose movements had been fixed by Fang Yu, looked at Fang Yu's figure in the distance with a puzzled expression in her bright eyes.

She now looked at it, wondering why the spirit wouldn't let her provoke Fang Yu!

"Mr. Fang... certainly won't have any problems!"

Bai Ran in the crowd, looked up at Fang Yu in the sky, clenched his fists, feeling both excitement and worry.

……

Eighteen elite warriors' attacks swiftly approached Fang Yu.

"Don't dodge Then die!"

Seeing Fang Yu remain motionless, the elite warriors felt a sense of being looked down upon and their killing intent intensified!

In the eyes of outsiders, eighteen elite warriors charged towards Fang Yu in a flash.

But in Fang Yu's eyes, this speed was slowed down infinitely.

Since Fang Yu broke through the 10,000th layer of the Qi Refining Period, he has to a certain extent become one with heaven and earth. In theory, he should now be able to use some spells that were previously beyond his reach.

But due to years of habit, every time a battle arose, Fang Yu would subconsciously use his flesh and blood, using his fists to solve it.

Although relying on the physical body, everything is effortless.

But if so, the significance of breaking through to the Wan-tier Qi Refining Stage would be diminished.

Therefore, Fang Yu decided this time to use magic to solve the eighteen martial artists in front of him!

"Bang!"

At this moment, the attacks of those elite warriors had reached Fang Yu's face.

"Vanish without a trace!"

Fang Yu's mind immediately recalled a certain body technique, and he began to execute it.

Then, Fang Yu's figure instantly vanished from where he stood!

"Boom boom boom..."

In the sky, a sudden chaotic collision occurred. Due to Fang Yu's unexpected disappearance, those warriors who had exerted their full effort in the attack were momentarily unable to stop!

Thus, a large portion of their attack landed on their own comrades!

"Ah..."

Groans of pain echoed through the air, and among them, a heavily injured warrior spat out blood and crashed to the ground.

Eighteen elite warriors were instantly thrown into chaos!

At this moment, Fang Yu's figure appeared in the sky above.

He looked down at the group of warriors below, his eyes cold and emotionless, a hint of a chilling smile playing on his lips.

Spells he had once seen but never managed to use, one after another flashed through his mind, being sifted.

"Thunderclap Scripture... a top-grade technique. It was learned during an exchange with the Thunderclap Sect by sneaking into the library using special means... This technique, when perfected, can freely manipulate the power of lightning in the heavens and earth, extremely powerful. But with so many people here, it's not suitable to use."

"The Heart-Crushing Formula... a top-grade mental arts technique learned at the Peach Blossom Monastery, a second-rate sect back in the day... It could instantly shatter an opponent's spirit, leaving no chance of recovery. A truly cruel and merciless technique. It wouldn't be suitable for dealing with this group."

“The Desolate One Finger… A Half-Immortal level technique, it was discovered by Master when we went to the ruins of the Desolate Sect during my training. …This technique doesn't look difficult from the manual perspective, I remember it very clearly... But I still can't be sure if my current understanding of Heaven and Earth allows me to use it. And using a Half-Immortal level technique against this group of low-level cultivators… It seems disrespectful to the Desolate Sect.”

In the span of just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Fang Yu's mind.

As his memories surfaced, the spells he had learned over five millennia, one after another, flooded his mind, overwhelming him.

Most of these techniques' secrets exist only in Fang Yu's mind, having been lost to the real world long ago.

Any random technique passed down, is bound to cause a stir in the martial arts world. artifact, it's just a weapon!Why would a weapon, being a single object, be sensitive to the size of strengthTracing back the origins, it can only be attributed to the ability to forge the raw materia...