Refining Genius Cultivation

"What a great 'hidden knife in a smile'!" Fang Yunlong secretly praised him, but he cupped his hands and bowed to Lu Fei as he said: "Hehe, Brother Lu is being too courteous." As he cupped his hands, the golden mirror hidden in his palm flashed with a golden light, shooting straight at Lu Fei.

With regards to the incoming white light, Fang Yunlong didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. He circulated the Spiritual Strength in his body and a faint black light was emitted from the armor to protect himself.

Although Lu Fei was the first to ambush Fang Yunlong, he did not let his guard down. Seeing Fang Yunlong clasp his hands in return, he immediately flipped his palm, opening his Peach Blossom Fan and flapping it lightly in front of him.

With just a single sentence, the first round of the contest between the two began. Lu Fei's white light was the first to strike Fang Yunlong's body, but it was blocked by a faint black curtain and returned without any success.

Compared to Lu Fei's white light attack, Fang Yunlong's Golden Light Mirror seemed to have an even more obvious effect. Although Lu Fei had activated his Peach Blossom Fan in time to protect his body, he did not expect the Golden Light Mirror's attack to be directed at his eyes, not his physical attack.

Lu Fei only felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and then he could no longer see anything. However, Lu Fei was indeed an outstanding expert. When facing such an attack, he did not panic like the other cultivators. Instead, he closed his eyes and continuously waved the Peach Blossom Fan in his hand.

One after another Shield s were laid around his body. All of a sudden, Lu Fei did not have the time to activate his most powerful defensive magic tool. He could only use this fan, which was used for both offense and defense, to block the incoming attack.

Fang Yunlong did not let Lu Fei down. After the Golden Light Mirror succeeded, his body immediately flashed, and immediately activated "World Is Small", appearing behind Lu Fei. First, he moved his Spiritual Sense, then Fang Yunlong brandished the Desert Blade and ruthlessly chopped at Lu Fei.

Although the Peach Blossom Fan was not a professional defensive magical equipment, its defensive power was not bad, causing the Desert Blade to pause for a moment, before chopping down.

However, this momentary pause gave Lu Fei a reaction time. Feeling the thick killing intent from behind him, Lu Fei's entire body broke out in a cold sweat. With a quick flash, he dodged the strike from the Desert Blade.

After dodging the Desert Blade's attack, Lu Fei wanted to bring out his defensive magical equipment, but before he could make his second move, Fang Yunlong had already appeared behind him like a shadow, and the Desert Blade still continued its slash.

How could his speed be so fast! The hair on Lu Fei's back immediately stood up. Without much time to think, the Peach Blossom Fan in Lu Fei's hand continued to emit a white light, blocking his movements. However, this level of Shield was quickly destroyed by the Desert Blade and continued to attack him.

Once again, the historical scene played out. Lu Fei's figure swiftly moved, dodging the attack the instant the Desert Blade arrived.

The Peach Blossom Fan activated the Shield, the Desert Blade slashed through it, and Lu Fei quickly rushed forward. Fang Yunlong appeared behind him like his shadow, and continuously waved the Desert Blade to chop him down.

Four or five times later, Lu Fei's entire body was drenched in cold sweat. From the start of the battle until now, he was actually beaten up by a Middle Foundation Building Period Cultivator without any chance to fight back.

This feeling of fear and hatred made Lu Fei feel extremely uncomfortable.

Finally, after the s had been split open by the Desert Blade and a huge hole had been opened in the back of his clothes, Lu Fei could no longer maintain his calm.

Following Fang Yunlong's continuous attacks, the urgent Peach Blossom Fan released the Shield's defensive power which became weaker and weaker. This time, it only tore at the clothes, but the next time it would probably leave a bloody wound.

The terrified Lu Fei, upon facing Fang Yunlong's next attack, suddenly shouted loudly. With a change of hand signs, the Peach Blossom Fan appeared behind his head at lightning speed, and welcomed the incoming Desert Blade.

With a "ding" sound, Fang Yunlong, who was holding onto a Desert Blade, swung down. As if he had struck a piece of iron, a huge force came forth, sending him flying.

Fang Yunlong, who was flying through the air, was sent flying by a huge force. Lu Fei, who was standing on the ground, felt even more miserable, and was sent flying several meters back by the huge force.

But in the end, he was able to escape Fang Yunlong's lingering attacks. Lu Fei quickly turned around, and with the Peach Blossom Fan in his hand, he looked at Fang Yunlong who was not far away with hatred.

In order to escape from Fang Yunlong's predicament of not being able to fight back at all, Lu Fei used the Peach Blossom Fan's main body to risked blocking the Desert Blade's direct attack.

Although the Peach Blossom Fan was a top-grade magic tool, because it was not fully prepared, and could not display its full power, it lost all of its spirituality after being struck by the Desert Blade.

Fang Yunlong smiled slightly. Even though he had been bounced several meters away, it was just that his body had been working hard to expand, so there wasn't much of a problem. Within two to three breaths, he had already recovered. With a wave of his hand, Fang Yunlong took out the Crystal Snow Sword.

The cultivators of Rising Sun Sect Side were all on their way to the small forest. If they were to encounter a battle here, then he would have to kill Lu Fei and give Chai Jing a huge gift.

Seeing Fang Yunlong raise the Crystal Snow Sword, Lu Fei's expression changed. He could clearly feel the dense ice attribute Spiritual Strength being released from the Crystal Snow Sword.

Just now, he had been so careless that he had almost been cut into two halves. He could not afford to be careless this time. Lu Fei took out an inkstone from his storage pouch and sneered.

This magic tool was extraordinary. It was a top-grade magic tool. With its defense, it should be able to withstand the opponent's attack.

But before he could take out the ink stone, Lu Fei saw Fang Yunlong smiling slightly. Suddenly, a strong wave of Spiritual Pressure came from above Lu Fei's head.

Although he did not understand the true reason, he could sense that this Spiritual Pressure was no small matter. If he did not take action now, he would definitely die. With a light shout, the inkstone in his hand quickly flew up and appeared on top of his head with lightning speed.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast Lu Fei was, he was still a step too late. Without waiting for Yan Tai to display his strong defensive power, the powerful Spiritual Pressure above Lu Fei's head released a dazzling golden light that enveloped Lu Fei from head to toe.

Lu Fei's eyes narrowed. Just as he was about to command his Ink Platform to defend himself, he was surprised to find that the Spiritual Strength in his body seemed to have been imprisoned.

Then, Lu Fei discovered a golden hoop appearing on his chest, tightly wrapping around both of his arms and preventing him from moving.

Seeing Lu Fei being trapped by the Golden Binding Ring, Fang Yunlong smiled slightly. After using the Gold Mirror's sneak attack, Fang Yunlong then quietly took out the Gold Binding Ring, covering Lu Fei's head, and then, a series of Desert Blade slashes.

As Fang Yunlong's movements were extremely fast, and he did not even give Lu Fei any time to react, it was only when the Gold Binding Ring started to exert its might that Lu Fei realized that a life-threatening irregularity was already hanging above his head.

With the power of the [Golden Binding Ring], Lu Fei, who was trapped in his body right now, should be powerless to retaliate. Should he bring him back to the small forest to give to Chai Jing, or kill him on the spot to prevent trouble?

Bringing Lu Fei back would not only help Chai Jing fulfil a wish, but also give him a chance to complete a plan that she had planned out herself. On the surface, this was the best choice.

However, Fang Yunlong still had an uneasy feeling, as if it wasn't as easy as he thought it would be to fly Lu Fei back to the small forest.

With a wave of his hand, he retrieved the Ink Platform Magic Tool that had fallen to the ground due to the loss of the support of Lu Fei's Spiritual Strength and the storage pouch on Lu Fei's waist.

A phoenix without feathers is no better than a chicken. Without its magical equipment, Lu Fei wouldn't be able to escape from the palm of his hand no matter how hard he jumped.

Fang Yunlong slightly smiled, and said to Lu Fei who was constantly struggling with the shackles of the Golden Binding Ring: "Hehe, why waste so much effort?

Wouldn't it be better to be honest? " With that, Fang Yunlong waved his hand, a golden light flashed and flew towards the back of Lu Fei's head.

After putting away Lu Fei's storage bag, Fang Yunlong decided to knock Lu Fei out. Then, he returned to the small forest and began to interrogate him.

Seeing Fang Yunlong taking away his own artifact and storage pouch, Lu Fei shouted unwillingly, as his face seemed to have a different flush.

Seeing Lu Fei's abnormality, Fang Yunlong's face changed, as a sense of foreboding arose in his heart. The Spiritual Sense moved, and Fang Yunlong directed the golden light to speed up, instantly appearing behind Lu Fei's head, and fiercely attacked him.

Just as the golden light was about to hit the back of Lu Fei's head, a thick black fog was emitted from Lu Fei's body, enveloping both the Golden Binding Ring and Lu Fei.

Immediately after, Lu Fei's loud shout came from within the black fog. A blood sword drilled out from within the black fog, instantly dyeing it red.

"Demonic Qi?" Fang Yunlong was shocked, this black mist was different from the black mist emitted by the Black Flag Armor, it was instead filled with demonic Qi. The Yuzhou cultivation world had already swept Devil Dao Cultivator clean tens of thousands of years ago. The devil aura that only Devil Dao disciples could produce suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yunlong, so how could Fang Yunlong not be shocked?

With his mind tightly connected to the Golden Binding Ring, Fang Yunlong operated the Spiritual Strength. The Crystal Snow Sword above his head released an astonishing chill, and shot towards Lu Fei who was surrounded by the black mist like lightning.

Unfortunately, Fang Yunlong was one step too late in the end. A strong impact came out from the blood red fog, forcing Fang Yunlong to back up a few meters to avoid the attack.

After the muffled sound, Fang Yunlong looked over. There was no one at the place where Lu Fei was previously at, only leaving behind the Crystal Snow Sword s and gold hoops that were circling and dancing in the air, unable to find the enemy.

"Clone Evasion?" Seeing this, Fang Yunlong could not help but exclaim in shock. When he saw Lu Fei releasing his devil energy and blood essence, Fang Yunlong thought that Lu Fei was about to use a secret art to break free from the shackles of the Golden Binding Ring.

had learned about the clone's concealment from Holy Virgin, who had accompanied him through an unforgettable period of erotic life, and Qizhou.

That day at the Herbs Valley, Linghu Zijin had been completely robbed of her Spiritual Strength by her schemes, and had no choice but to submit herself as a slave to serve him obediently. However, Linghu Zijin had said at that time, that it wasn't that she didn't have the chance to get rid of her devilish palm.

The doppelgänger was an escape technique that could still be used even when the Spiritual Strength was temporarily gone or if it was completely locked down. It was just that the consequences would be dire and it could not be used easily.

As for what would happen after she used it, Linghu Zijin did not say, but seeing that she would rather serve the person who hated her, than to use it, she knew, that the consequences would be severe, and it would be hard to imagine.

How could Lu Fei, with his Chaoyang Sect, use the Qizhou's secret technique? Looking at his empty surroundings, Fang Yunlong fell into deep thought.