Chapter 552
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Chapter 552 Martial God Realm!
Who could have imagined that the seemingly settled situation suddenly took an unexpected turn!
Who exactly were these two people who suddenly appeared?
In this one-sided situation, they actually stepped in to help the besieged Luo Yang!
By doing so, they essentially positioned themselves against both the Yu family and Wancao Gate!
In Dongdu, who would dare to offend these two major powers simultaneously?
“Who are these two people? They look unfamiliar!” The crowd in the great hall looked at the bearded Fang Yu and Lin Batian, who was waving a paper fan, with confused expressions.
After their disguise, only Qin Lang knew Fang Yu and Lin Batian’s true identities among everyone present.
At this moment, Qin Lang was looking at Xiao Chen, who was pinned to the ground by Fang Yu, with surprised eyes.
He hadn’t expected to see the long-disappeared Xiao Chen in this place!
Outside the great hall, there was dead silence.
The various elders of Wancao Gate hovering in mid-air, as well as the Yu family members and Mr. Fu on the ground, remained silent, their faces gloomy as they coldly sized up the suddenly appeared Fang Yu and Lin Batian.
Yu Tianming stared at Fang Yu and asked, “Who are you?”
“Champions of justice,” Fang Yu replied. “We couldn’t stand by watching so many of you attacking one person.”
Hearing this answer, Yu Tianming’s eyes turned cold as he said icily, “Everyone present knows how things developed. Luo Yang attacked us first, which is why we retaliated.”
“Your so-called act of justice is actually helping the wrong side.”
“Your actions won’t be praised, but will be viewed as breaking the rules, just like Luo Yang.”
As he spoke, Xiao Chen under Fang Yu’s foot suddenly trembled violently!
A terrifying aura emanated from his body!
The aura of a Martial Saint!
The last time Fang Yu fought with Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen still had the soul of a Purple Flame Palace remnant within him.
At full power, Xiao Chen could demonstrate the strength of a Martial Saint.
This time, the aura around Xiao Chen was more stable, truly at the Martial Saint realm!
Xiao Chen let out an angry roar, his hands forcefully pushing against the ground as his body rose up!
“Another Martial Saint!”
At this moment, everyone in the great hall also sensed the aura emanating from Xiao Chen.
For them, there was quite a show to watch today!
Normally, opportunities to see a Martial Saint in action were extremely rare!
The momentum bursting from Xiao Chen’s body grew stronger and stronger as he pushed against Fang Yu’s foot, raising his upper body.
He lifted his head, staring at Fang Yu with eyes full of killing intent!
“Bang!”
At this moment, the force from Fang Yu’s foot suddenly increased, and Xiao Chen’s upper body, which had just risen, was stomped back to the ground with an even louder sound than before!
The power of this stomp caused the entire ground beneath Fang Yu’s foot to sink in!
Xiao Chen groaned and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
“Trying to compete with me in strength?” Fang Yu smiled slightly, his right foot flicking upward.
Xiao Chen’s entire body was lifted into the air.
Fang Yu pulled his right foot back and kicked forward in mid-air!
Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and crossed his arms in front of his body to block before Fang Yu’s kick landed.
“Bang!”
As foot met arms, Xiao Chen was sent flying backward like a cannonball, smashing through the wall outside the great hall and crashing heavily into a small hill planted with medicinal herbs in the outer area, creating a thunderous boom.
At this moment, the gazes directed at Fang Yu were filled with nothing but shock.
From what they had just witnessed, this bearded man was incredibly powerful!
Xiao Chen, who had unleashed the aura of a Martial Saint, was tossed around like a ball in front of him!
“Mr. Fu, this person…” Yu Tianming looked toward Mr. Fu beside him.
Mr. Fu was staring directly at Fang Yu, his eyes flashing with strange light.
He felt that there was a strangely familiar aura around Fang Yu.
But looking at his appearance, he had no impression whatsoever.
“I am Fu Yunhe. Do you dare to reveal your name?” Mr. Fu spoke coldly.
“My name is Fang Changsheng,” Fang Yu casually gave a name.
“Fang Changsheng?” Fu Yunhe narrowed his eyes slightly, still having no impression of this name.
Of course, he also knew that what Fang Yu said might not be the truth.
During their conversation, Fang Yu was observing Fu Yunhe’s right hand.
Back in the Wanling Burial Ground, he had cut off Fu Yunhe’s right arm with the sword energy of the Heavenly Dao Sword.
But now it seemed that Fu Yunhe’s right hand had completely recovered, at least appearing normal from the outside.
“These so-called Source Devourers seem to have quite a deep understanding of life,” Fang Yu thought.
“From the moment you laid hands on my disciple, you were destined to never leave this place,” Fu Yunhe said coldly, his eyes frigid.
“When did you accept him as your disciple?” Fang Yu asked.
Fu Yunhe stopped talking, snorted coldly, and a powerful wave of energy surged around his body.
He pointed a finger at Fang Yu.
“Heavenly Thunder!”
In the perfectly clear sky, a purple lightning bolt suddenly appeared, striking directly toward Fang Yu’s body.
“Bang!”
With a loud explosion, the ground where Fang Yu stood cracked!
Fu Yunhe extended a palm and pressed downward.
More than a dozen purple lightning bolts appeared in the sky again, all striking toward Fang Yu’s position.
As they fell, these dozen or so lightning bolts merged into one giant thunderbolt, its momentum alone enough to terrify anyone!
“Boom!”
The ground outside the great hall was blasted to pieces, dust and debris flying everywhere!
Fu Yunhe looked ahead.
True masters in battle don’t rely solely on their eyes to observe their enemies.
Fu Yunhe preferred to use his divine sense to detect his opponent’s every move.
Amidst the billowing dust, he clearly knew Fang Yu’s position and was aware that Fang Yu hadn’t suffered serious injuries from the lightning strike just now.
“Interesting.”
Fu Yunhe’s eyes flashed as his hands formed another seal.
“Earth Pull!”
Fang Yu, within the dust cloud, suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet sink violently.
Meanwhile, the broken stones gathered above his head.
“Trying to encase me again?” Fang Yu’s eyes flickered as the true energy in his body exploded upward, rushing up and smashing through the converging stone wall with one punch.
Fang Yu flew into mid-air and charged fiercely toward Fu Yunhe’s position!
“Whoosh!”
His speed was extremely fast, creating a whistling sound in the air.
Yu Tianming and Yu Shijie, standing beside Fu Yunhe, turned pale with fear and retreated a few steps.
Yu Nan, however, remained calm.
Because she was confident that Fu Yunhe would protect them.
“Bind!”
Fu Yunhe uttered a single word, his fingers rapidly forming patterns in the air.
A character for “transform” formed a light screen in front of Fu Yunhe.
“This isn’t enough to block my punch.” Fang Yu’s lips curled into a smile as his right fist clenched, emitting a faint golden light, and smashed toward the light screen!
“Boom!”
The moment his fist made contact with the light screen, it shattered!
Fu Yunhe’s expression remained unchanged as he stepped back and lightly tapped the middle of his chest.
A beam of light emanated from his chest.
The light flashed out, forming a shield in front of Fu Yunhe.
“Another Xuanluo Mirror…”
Fang Yu’s eyes flickered as his fist struck directly against this palm-sized light screen.
“Bang!”
With a loud explosion, Fang Yu landed on the ground. The light shield in front of Fu Yunhe dissipated, transforming into a mirror-like object that fell to the ground.
Most of the power from Fang Yu’s punch had been absorbed by this Xuanluo Mirror fragment.
However, the energy that couldn’t be absorbed still sent Fu Yunhe stumbling back more than ten steps before he could barely stabilize himself.
Fang Yu crouched down and picked up the Xuanluo Mirror fragment that had fallen to the ground.
This fragment was the largest piece he had seen so far.
Adding to the piece in Yu Tianming’s possession, Fang Yu had now collected five fragments of the Xuanluo Mirror, and he was probably not far from completely reassembling it.
After all, it was once known as a sacred artifact. Whether it could be used if completely collected was uncertain, but it definitely had collection value.
In his home in Yan City, Fang Yu had collected many similar magical treasures.
Seeing Fang Yu unhesitatingly pocket the Xuanluo Mirror fragment, Fu Yunhe’s expression became extremely ugly.
In these few exchanges, he had been completely at a disadvantage!
For him, this was a humiliation!
Having cultivated for over nine hundred years, how many powerful spirit beasts had he captured?
How could he possibly be outmatched by a mere human cultivator!?
Rage surged in Fu Yunhe’s heart as his eyes turned completely cold.
“Boom!”
The aura around him fully erupted!
This was an aura that transcended the Martial Saint realm!
The various elders of Wancao Gate, who had been observing from mid-air, were shocked!
They hadn’t expected that Fu Yunhe’s cultivation had reached the divine realm!
Martial God!
