Legend Of The Immortal

Chapter. 4. Cunning Cultivator

Along with his words, Fang Han also swung his arm with a little True Qi channeled through the swing.

Wuss!! … 

A gentle air hit and pushed the person who tried to stop the young man's footsteps.

The cultivator looked a little annoyed and shouted back. “You dare go against Lin Feiyang's will?! People who fail, still cannot see the way to hell.”

Lin Feiyang shot up and unleashed a hard bare-handed punch. Hot air rushed towards Fang Han. There was a thick black light forming a straight line there. It was like the light from the sword of darkness.

Lin Feiyang's reply was no less casual than Fang Han's. The young man did not expect the person who was his opponent to be so dismissive and take him lightly.

Two punches collided in the air, and Lin Feiyang's clothes fluttered. Meanwhile, Fang Han, who was standing firmly, was pushed back one step.

Just that small and light battle of inner strength already explained that Fang Han had lost at his True Qi level.

Lin Feiyang sneered and revealed a covetous look full of cunning. “You don't want to do business! This Great Master will take what he wants for himself.”

Fang Han knew his body condition. He had also understood Lin Feiyang's true intentions. 'This person wants to know the things inside my body.'

Fang Han's expression grew darker. Hatred welled up in my heart. He cursed inside. “What world is this? Why do various misfortunes keep coming and going? If it continues like this, how will I find Qiau Yuelin and Su Ruoxi? I can't spend too much time in this place.”

Lin Feiyang did not give Fang Han a chance to continue thinking. “Little brother, hand over the technique you unleashed when fighting the heavenly tribulation lightning! That technique will be more useful in the hands of this Great Master.”

Lin Feiyang moved like a gust of wind, his right hand raised aiming a grip on Fang Han's neck. While the left-hand forms a stroke towards the forehead.

The attack was only aimed at capturing Fang Han and forcibly reading the youth's spiritual consciousness.

Fang Han snorted even more annoyed. Yes, at that time, although Fang Han had experienced a decline in the cultivation realm. However, she is not a flower cared for in a greenhouse. He had a lot of battle experience. Fang Han had thought of various ways to repel the opponent's attacks.

One Finger Pressing the Stars is an option. Fang Han didn't dare try using the Qi Devouring Universe Technique. If you use this technique, it is the same as committing suicide. The differences in Dao principles and laws between the two different realms were taken into consideration.

With One Finger Pressing the Stars, Fang Hanrush forward try poking your index finger towards the grip.

This time, he was shocked again. It was very unusual from before. If in the lower realm Fang Han used One Finger Pressing the Stars, the phenomenon of the sky being blood-red and the sky being split would appear.

However, here—the Realm of the Thirty-Eight Provinces of the Heavenly Dao—such phenomena did not appear.

This surprised Fang Han a little. Previously the youth thought that it was because of the disturbance that occurred during the heavenly tribulation. However, now the heavenly tribulation was over.

Fang Han didn't want to think too much about it. What was important to him was that the One Finger Pressing the Stars Technique could repel Lin Feiyang's attack.

A blackish finger shadow cut through the air and collided with Lin Feiyang's palm. The explosion was inevitable.

Hong!! ... The effect of the second blowout was greater than the previous one. Fang Han was pushed back two spears. While Lin Feiyang was also a little distracted, he did a half volley in the air, trying to balance his body from the push of the spreading True Qi.

Lin Feiyang floated gracefully like a leaf blown by the wind and stood tall on the ground. He looked at Fang Han with fiery eyes. A certain pleasure suddenly appeared in his heart.

“Very good, Little Brother! This technique you must hand over to this Great Master.” Lin Feiyang chuckled and formed another attack stance again. “Don't fight anymore! Or you'll die.”

Fang Han was in an uncertain mood, but he never lost sight of the battle arena. After two blows, he had seen Lin Feiyang's cultivation realm. That's the Sixth Level Foundation Establishment Realm.

“Okay, if you please take it yourself if you have the ability.” Fang Han did not wait for Lin Feiyang's attack. The difference in Cultivation Realm is the main consideration for the young man.

The Fang Clan's Iron Fist was played and combined with the Thousand Palm Divine Steps technique.

Fang Han tried to increase the strongest potential he could produce in this fight. The young man tries to compensate for his lower internal energy than his opponent with speed.

Lin Feiyang sneered. Amused at the way Fang Han fought. Lin Feiyang could read what his young opponent was thinking. “Try fighting by relying on speed and agility.”

“Ha ha ha! ...” Loud laughter echoed.

Lin Feiyang's figure had disappeared from its original place. In just the next blink of an eye, he was in front of Fang Han and exchanged several blows with the young man.

Lin Feiyang moved like Fang Han's shadow. Wherever Fang Han stopped and unleashed a punch attack, Lin Feiyang was always able to balance.

The battle between the two became monotonous for a moment. Even after exchanging dozens of moves. There were no signs of Fang Han gaining the upper hand. The speed that Lin Feiyang displayed was truly astonishing.

The extraordinary thing was that every attack Fang Han released was able to be countered by Lin Feiyang and was carried out with an expression of indifference and disdain. It was as if Fang Han was truly a useless practitioner before his eyes.

“Are you satisfied, Little Brother?!” Lin Feiyang showed a smile of disdain as he blocked all of Fang Han's attacks. “Okay, now it's this Old Master's turn.”

True Qi compression quickly solidified in the air. This brought an oppressive aura and hindered the circulation of True Qi within Fang Han's body.

Swooosh!! ...

A hot True Qi punch was released by Lin Feiyang. A huge palm shadow like an eagle's claw shot out and hit Fang Han.

“Not good!” Fang Han shouted in his heart. He knew this was going to be another fight.

Fang Han bit his lip, trying to break through the pressure brought by Lin Feiyang's True Qi. However, the young man's efforts were completely in vain. He was just trying his best to compete with the fierce power of the Fang Clan's Iron Fist.

The shot that Lin Feiyang fired destroyed Fang Han's technique and rushed toward the young man's body.

Boom!! ...

A loud explosion sounded. Splashes of blood scattered in the air carrying a fishy smell that pierced the nose.

Fang Han was thrown back like a broken kite. Is he still alive or dead? No one can say for sure.