The Savage Lady Wants to Kill Me! Reborn on the Path of Cultivation

Fang Fengcheng turned around slowly, a look of horror flashed across his eyes, and then was replaced by deep surprise.

His eyes were fixed on Duan Tianyang's fist, which was wrapped with the strange light of the Universal Ring, causing his starry eyes to narrow slightly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

After a moment, he looked up and landed on Duan Tianyang's face, and said in a low and solemn voice: "What is your relationship with Uncle Yi? Why is his Wanxiang Ring in your hands?"

Uncle Yi? Why is his last name Yi again?

Duan Tianyang didn't know the identity of the Uncle Yi that Fang Fengcheng mentioned, but the Universal Ring was a precious relic left by Master Yi Yunxi.

As a member of Tongtian Pavilion, Fang Fengcheng addressed Yi Yunxi's master as his uncle, which made Duan Tianyang guess that Yi Yunxi's deceased master might also be from Tongtian Pavilion.

"I don't know what you are talking about. This Universal Ring is a gift given to me by my friend." Duan Tianyang responded calmly while slowly raising his arm.

The boxing gloves transformed from the Universal Ring quickly dissipated, blending into his armor like flowing water, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Ridiculous!" Fang Fengcheng's eyes widened with anger. He stepped forward, pointed his spear directly at Duan Tianyang, and said in a tone full of anger, "How could Uncle Yi easily give his personal weapon to an outsider? It must be you who had ulterior motives and harmed Uncle Yi, and also took away his treasure!"

Duan Tianyang could hear Fang Fengcheng's self-written and self-directed accusation echoing in his ears, and he couldn't help but feel a little amused.

Fang Fengcheng's ability in making up stories is comparable to that of Shen Shiqi, a novelist he knows in modern times!

Just as he was about to open his mouth to clarify, Fang Fengcheng's words were as cold as ice: "Duan Tianyang, you not only caused my uncle to die with hatred, but also killed my uncle. Today, old scores and new grudges are settled together! If I can't grind you to ashes, I, Fang Fengcheng, swear not to be a human being!"

After saying this, he was furious, his eyes were red, like a surging sea of ​​blood.

He took a deep breath, and the internal energy in his body surged, all of which was poured into the Lieyu Soul-Slaying Spear.

This spear has been infused with spiritual power, and now with the addition of a huge amount of true energy, it has activated the advanced skill of spiritual infusion - polarization.

Under polarization, the Lieyu Soul-Slaying Spear underwent an extraordinary transformation, changing from light red to a fiery orange-red. Mysterious patterns covered the gun body, and red runes flickered continuously. The gun head turned into a majestic dragon head, and the sharp gun tip protruded from the dragon's mouth, as if it could pierce through everything in the world.

He gripped the spear tightly and approached Duan Tianyang with firm steps, with determination and madness flashing in his eyes. Judging from his posture, he was determined to fight Duan Tianyang to the death.

This scene shocked everyone present, including Xiao Fang, Qiu Tieyi, Guan Hu and other spectators. Their hearts were tense and they all rode forward at the same time, wanting to lend a helping hand to Duan Tianyang.

Before polarization was completed, the duel between Duan Tianyang and Fang Fengcheng was already filled with smoke and thrilling.

Although Duan Tianyang struck with all his might and hit Fang Fengcheng on the back of the head with a heavy punch, causing the armor to crack, it did not cause any substantial damage to the opponent.

Now, Fang Fengcheng has polarized the Fierce Feather Soul-Slashing Spear just to unleash the highest-level, top-level attribute skill...

With his unfathomable cultivation and top-notch skills, he might be able to shock the world. If Duan Tianyang fights again, he might not be able to escape the bad luck.

Everyone was worried about Duan Tianyang's safety, and they all stepped forward, intending to join forces to fight Fang Fengcheng.

Facing the Hongxing Army soldiers who were pouring in, Fang Fengcheng was not afraid at all. Instead, he curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer. He held his spear horizontally and stood alone. The air around him seemed to be shaken by his momentum, and the air was distorted and wavered, and the sand and gravel on the ground also danced with it.

Just as this life-and-death battle was about to explode, a sharp cold light shot out from behind Fang Fengcheng, but it was not aimed at him. Instead, it passed over his head, turned into a silver trajectory, and finally fell to the ground with a "clang". A long sword was firmly inserted into the ground less than two meters away from him.

Fang Fengcheng frowned, a hint of surprise flashed in his starry eyes, while Qiu Tieyi and others who were about to charge stopped in shock, and looked towards the source of the cold light at the same time, full of confusion.

Behind Fang Fengcheng, a horse galloped towards him. The rider was dressed in white and wrapped in a pure white cloak from head to toe. His face was hidden behind a white veil, making him look mysterious and unpredictable.

Fang Fengcheng turned around suddenly, his eyes fixed on the sudden figure.

In a moment, the man rode his horse to his side, gently pulled the reins, and the horse stopped steadily.

She slowly raised her hand and removed her veil, revealing a young face that was as beautiful as the moon and as gentle and charming as a flower.

Just by looking at the long sword on the ground, Fang Fengcheng already knew who the visitor was.

At this moment, seeing the face of the person who came with his own eyes, he couldn't help but have thousands of thoughts in his mind. He sighed, stabbed the spear in his hand heavily into the ground, and then bowed his hands and saluted, his tone full of respect: "Senior Sister!"

This sudden change made Fang Fengcheng, who was originally full of vigor, suddenly become humble and polite, and the soldiers of the Hongxing Army were all stunned...

Duan Tianyang was also full of doubts and surprise. He waved his hand to signal everyone to keep their distance and wait and see what would happen.

The woman on the horse looked around and landed on Fang Fengcheng. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her voice was soft and sweet, like the sound of nature, flowing slowly: "Junior brother, how are you?"

The woman jumped off the horse lightly and walked gracefully towards the long sword standing on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Fang Fengcheng hurried forward, drew out his sword steadily with both hands, respectfully held it in front of the extremely beautiful woman, and called softly, "Senior Sister."

The woman smiled slightly, took the sword, and put it back into the scabbard under her ribs smoothly.

Fang Fengcheng cleared his throat, his tone a little cautious and puzzled: "Senior Sister, why did you suddenly come to Xiguan and show up in Shengluo City?"

Hearing this, the woman raised her hand and tapped his head. Fang Fengcheng was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on and asked in surprise, "Senior Sister, did you come here just for me?"

"That's right. I am here because of you and also on the orders of my master."

"Ah?" Fang Fengcheng looked incredulous, "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" the woman asked.

Fang Fengcheng clenched his fists, the flame of revenge flashing in his eyes: "I want to avenge my uncle! My uncle was killed by Duan Tianyang, I want to kill him to comfort my uncle's spirit in heaven!"

The woman shook her head slightly and said earnestly: "Fang Quan's death was his own fault. He who does evil will eventually die. This is the law of nature. Retribution will come. If you insist on revenge, wouldn't that be going against nature?"

Fang Fengcheng was speechless for a moment when he heard this.

"Master ordered me to come here, first to find you, and second to pass on a message: You can choose to follow me back to Tongtian Pavilion and return to the sect to practice with concentration; or stay in Xiguan, join the Hongxing Army, and assist Duan Tianyang."

The woman's words were like thunder, shocking Fang Fengcheng: "Master... let me assist Duan Tianyang? How is this possible!"

He shook his head in disbelief, as if he couldn't accept this fact.

Seeing this, the woman smiled calmly and waved her hand gently: "In this case, let's set off."

"Where?"

"Of course, I will return to the sect." She smiled and said, "If you don't want to assist Duan Tianyang, you should follow me back to the sect and continue your path of cultivation."