Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 532: A Sword to Shock Yuan Chen
After the black light flashed, a person in white slowly walked out from behind Lingxi.

Those calm and clear eyes slowly moved towards Yuan Chen.

The moment he saw Fang Xuan, Yuan Chen was like a lit gas tank. He was furious and even his eyes turned red.

"Fang Xuan, I told you at the beginning that you should not let me find a reason to kill you, but today you dare to come to me on your own!"

Yuan Chen stared at Fang Xuan intently, his eyes almost spitting fire.

Fang Xuan did not show any emotion towards Yuan Chen's anger. He just collected Mo Yuan who was floating in front of him, turned around and helped up Ling Xi who was knocked to the ground by Yuan Chen's palm.

Then he looked at Yuan Chen again and said calmly: "He is seeking death on his own. I have no intention of killing him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold murderous intent like waves surged from Yuan Chen's body.

In his eyes, Fang Xuan's calm demeanor was a contempt for himself. As the son of the first ancestor, this was something he absolutely could not tolerate.

As he spoke, Yuan Chen attacked boldly. As he made a gesture, vines covered the sky and came out. The entire ground began to shake violently at this moment, as if an extremely terrifying creature was about to crawl out from the ground.

But at this moment, Yuan Chen's heart suddenly paused.

An extremely unfamiliar and powerful aura had silently surged around him, and immediately afterwards, the hairs on his entire body stood up. This was the body's most instinctive reaction to danger.

"When did he become so strong!?"

Yuan Chen's eyes trembled slightly, and he saw Fang Xuan just snapped his fingers from a distance, and the black light directly pierced through the void.

Mo Yuan's speed was not fast, Yuan Chen could even see the tail light left by the dark gold sword tearing through the void, but his body was so strange that he could not offer any resistance.

"Shh!"

The sword light suddenly disappeared.

"Crack!"

Yuan Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and he just stood there.

The dark light passed straight across his waist. Although it did not hurt him, the vibration caused by the sword light tearing through the space also dealt a heavy blow to his extremely strong body.

The clothes around Yuan Chen's waist were torn in an instant, revealing his smooth skin with a barely perceptible bloodstain on it.

Then, he groaned, his body swayed slightly, and he took a few steps back.

"Senior Fang, please keep your sword."

Just then, Yuan Dan came late behind him and shouted in panic from afar.

After getting closer, he saw the huge gully behind Yuan Chen that was cut by Fang Xuan's sword, and his mouth suddenly felt dry.

quiet!
Deathly silence!

"Woo!"

A gentle breeze blew past, and the clothes of several people fluttered.

After a few breaths, Yuan Chen finally came back to his senses from his shock, and was replaced by an incomparable rage.

"boom--!!!"

suddenly.

There was a loud noise in the distance, and the place where everyone was suddenly shaken by a more violent vibration than before. A huge ball of light shot up into the sky a hundred feet away.

Everyone looked in the direction of the ball of light.

Yuan Dan's face suddenly became extremely horrified, and he shouted in a deep voice:

"That is the Holy Prison Barrier."

"Someone is attacking the Holy Prison!"

Everyone present changed their expressions, especially the thirteen members of the Immortal Clan, who all looked towards Yuan Chen for instructions. At this moment, Yuan Chen was still staring at Fang Xuan angrily.

Fang Xuan stared at Yuan Chen, slowly put Mo Yuan away, and said softly: "If I were you, I would let go of my personal grudge now."

After that, he no longer paid attention to Yuan Chen. Instead, he turned around and handed the small thing on his waist to Lingxi's hand, "Three hundred kilograms of spiritual liquid. Remember to return it to me after you use it."

On the other side, Yuan Chen lowered his eyes, his anger and murderous intent had dissipated, and he seemed to be still making a decision.

After a few breaths, he shouted coldly at Fang Xuan: "I will never forget this account!"

After saying that, he turned around and waved to the thirteen Immortal Clan warriors, transformed into a ray of white light, and flew towards the huge ball of light in the distance.

Lingxi had just taken the small thing from Fang Xuan, and when he saw Yuan Chen flying away, he shouted, "Defeated general, if you dare to appear in front of me again, it will be your death!"

After asking him to drink lightly, he felt a faint murderous intent coming from afar, and Lingxi shrugged slightly to express his disdain.

Only Fang Xuan, Lingxi and Yuan Dan were left present.

When Yuan Dan saw Yuan Chen leaving, he looked at him from afar, and then looked at Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan nodded slightly at him and said, "Your strength is no longer of any use now than it was in the past."

"Take me to the Holy Prison later."

After that, he looked at Lingxi again, with a long-lost smile in his eyes: "Lao Niu, you have finally recovered your strength!"

Lingxi's eyes were full of complacency and cunning, like a child who had been suppressed for a long time and finally gained the upper hand.

However, this emotion quickly passed away, and his eyelids drooped slightly: "This king is still thinking about waiting for the realm, and then practicing with you."

"I didn't expect you to break through to the ninth rank martial master. It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others!"

Fang Xuan said calmly: "You are a demon!"

Lingxi: "Humph, all the same."

Then he waved his hand again, and the smile he gave Fang Xuan made people feel extremely warm: "Why do I feel that your ninth rank is a little different from others?"

"Did you get another chance?"

Fang Xuan smiled and shook his head, looking at Yuan Dan.

Seeing Lingxi also looking up with a curious look, Yuan Dan was slightly stunned for a moment, and laughed dryly: "Senior Fang used up a thousand kilograms of holy stones in the holy stone mine!"

In the holy prison.

It was dark and damp here. Although there were no endless screams and wails, the gloomy environment was filled with depression. The originally warm moonlight here turned into a pale and cold light.

A gray shadow passed through the void.

The two figures looked somewhat disheveled, and under the dim candlelight, they seemed even more gloomy.

The scarred man gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help but feel a little scared: "That old guy is not dead yet. If we hadn't run fast, we would have died here today!"

The thin man next to him nodded in agreement, and then his face was filled with joy, and he shouted: "Yuan Ji and the others really didn't come, which really gave us the opportunity to enter the Holy Prison. After more than 300 years of preparation, our plan will finally succeed this time!"

Scarface slapped the other man on the back of his head with his backhand, "Why are you yelling? There are still guards in this holy prison. If he doesn't take care of them all, the formation can't be activated!"

Hearing this, the thin man nodded repeatedly, with a gloomy look in his eyes: "If it weren't for the sword from the sky, the fat man wouldn't be hanging on to his last breath until now."

The two were silent for a moment, and Scarface quickly ordered: "Yuanji and the others won't be able to hold out for long. The last time we caused a riot, we only caused that old man some minor injuries."

"If there wasn't a stupid cow outside that held back Yuan Chen for us, Yuan Ji and the others wouldn't be able to stop them for even a quarter of an hour with what they have!"

"There is no time to lose, get started!"

(End of this chapter)