Chapter 11 Not That Strong

Xiantian realm?!

Fang Yue's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't retreat. After a moment of pause, he continued to walk towards him.

One was at the peak of the Houtian realm, his whole body burning with flames.

The other was a Xiantian realm martial artist, holding a serrated bone sword.

The two walked towards each other, their auras rising simultaneously!

"Oh?"

Steward Liao said with a hint of surprise, "A mere Houtian realm, yet you dare to face me directly?"

Fang Yue grinned, his pace gradually quickening, and he began to run, like a moving fireball, charging straight towards Steward Liao!

"I should be the one saying that… a mere Xiantian realm, who allowed you to look at me directly?!"

What arrogant words!

As Steward Liao's expression sank, Fang Yue's speed suddenly exploded, and he shot out like a cannonball, directly arriving in front of Steward Liao.

Lie Huo Xin Fa! (Blazing Fire Heart Sutra)

Jiu Zhuan Lian Huan Dao! (Nine Revolutions Continuous Saber)

With a single move, it was Fang Yue's strongest technique!

The fire pressure sealed off Steward Liao's movements, forming a blockade on all sides.

The wind rolled the fire, and the fire rolled the wind. As Fang Yue's saber fell, a fire tornado swept towards the center.

Steward Liao's pupils shrank, and a Xiantian Qi Shield enveloped his body. At the same time, he lashed out with his sword, attacking the falling fire saber.

The fire tornado swept over the pale white Xiantian Qi Shield, instantly reducing the thickness of the Qi shield to that of paper. After flickering twice, it shattered with a bang, directly facing the flames!

At the same time, the serrated bone sword was raised to block the high-temperature fire saber. The serrated bone sword's blade turned red and hot… but the high-temperature fire saber directly pierced through the serrated bone sword without any resistance!

"What…"

In a moment of stunned silence, the high-temperature fire saber had already struck Steward Liao's chest.

Sizzle!!

The fire saber effortlessly cut open Steward Liao's chest, tearing a bloody wound, and instantly cauterizing it with high temperature, leaving a scar!

-357!

Scorching hot blood splattered out. As Steward Liao's expression changed drastically in pain, he gritted his teeth and advanced instead of retreating. He directly closed the distance with Fang Yue, exchanging injuries, and pierced Fang Yue's chest with his sword.

-422!

*Pfft!*

-1111!

Martial artists who break through to the Xiantian realm receive a huge boost in both strength and vitality.

However, it wasn't an exaggerated increase.

Right now, Steward Liao's health had already dropped to the danger zone.

It wasn't that a third-rate Xiantian realm's health couldn't withstand the damage.

It was that this guy in front of him had such strong techniques and such a high control stat. He was a typical high-attack, low-defense build.

Steward Liao's attacks were fiercer, causing more serious injuries, but he couldn't withstand the other party's desperation!

"Lie Huo Bao…" (Blazing Fire Burst)

This was an ability that only Lie Huo Sect disciples possessed, coupled with the self-immolating flames burning on Fang Yue's body…

"So you're from the Lie Huo Sect! You must be a genius. It's a pity you lack combat experience! Facing a Xiantian realm martial artist one level above you, you dared to use Lie Huo Bao, a move that hurts yourself as much as it hurts the enemy, from the start. It's no different from suicide!"

"Right now, you're already on your last breath, without even the strength to move a finger, right?"

Steward Liao had encountered many Houtian realm martial artists, but this was the first time he had seen someone like Fang Yue, whose basic strength was almost comparable to the Xiantian realm. His basic stats were solid, and his foundation was deep!

This child cannot be allowed to live!

Watching the smoke dissipate, Steward Liao sneered as he saw Fang Yue lying on the ground, unable to move.

Most genius disciples of large sects were like this.

Greenhouse flowers, did they think that real combat was like sparring with their fellow disciples? Instead of saving their killing moves for the end, they used them now, resulting in a lack of combat power and countless flaws. How foolish!

Swallowing a high-level pill to quickly restore his vitality and internal energy, he felt his vitality recover to about 80%.

Steward Liao sneered, and with a whoosh, he rushed to Fang Yue's side, directly slashing his sword towards Fang Yue's neck, preparing to end the battle.

But at this moment, an unexpected change occurred.

The previously dying Fang Yue suddenly rolled nimbly, avoiding Steward Liao's precise sword strike. He directly grabbed his legs with both hands. As Steward Liao lowered his head in stunned shock, Fang Yue grinned hideously.

"Lie Huo… Bao!!" (Blazing Fire Burst)

Boom!!!

That day, all the Ning Mansion servants who had come to support saw a blinding light.

The violent airwave swept everything away, blowing away these servants, either slamming them into the ground or against the walls.

The fierce explosion completely leveled the already ruined corridor!

As the fire and smoke dissipated, Steward Liao, with tattered clothes, charred skin, black smoke rising from his body, trembling all over, and his feet firmly grasped by Fang Yue, fell forward with a thud.

-1022!

Only then did Fang Yue pat off the dust and slowly stand up from the ground.

"Xiantian realm, nothing more than this."

[Stop bragging!! Your lifespan isn't enough!!]

Fang Yue: …

Can't you let me kill the person before you pop up!

Useless sheepskin scroll, if you weren't sleeping so soundly, would I have been in such a mess, wasting so much lifespan on Time Retrospection!

[Angry! Angry! It's all my fault! I won't help you next time! Every time you interrupt my slumber, how long do I have to sleep to make up for it? You only care about yourself!]

Seeing that the sheepskin scroll was really a little angry, Fang Yue quickly comforted it with a few words, and then conjured a fire saber, aiming it at the heart of Steward Liao, who had fallen to the ground, and stabbed it down.

As the fire saber stabbed down, the serrated bone sword in Steward Liao's hand suddenly trembled violently. With a whoosh, it split into a large number of white bones, like a bone shield, blocking in front of the fire saber, protecting Steward Liao's back.

Then…

*Pfft.*

The fire saber effortlessly pierced through the bone shield, piercing Steward Liao's heart.

-555!