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She had completely lost hope in the Fang Family.

Plus, with Xiao Yi\'s company day and night during those days, he had left an indelible mark in her heart.

When she heard earlier that Zhang Ze had sent Zhang Xiong to assassinate Xiao Yi, she was nearly in despair.

After all,

Zhang Xiong was far stronger than Xiao Yi.

Until now...

Seeing Xiao Yi alive and well in front of her, Fang Qingzhu was finally able to let her hanging heart settle down.

Xiao Yi looked at Fang Qingzhu bound on the torture rack with a touch of distress in his eyes. He lifted his sword to release the chains that bound her, pulled out the two hollow bamboo tubes from her feet, and carefully applied golden sore medicine to her wounds.

Fang Qingzhu looked at Xiao Yi with eyes brimming with emotion, bright as stars.

"Does it hurt?"

As Xiao Yi\'s fingertips traced over the scars on her face, Fang Qingzhu involuntarily flinched in pain, pursed her lips, and said with a light laugh, "It doesn\'t hurt!"

Whew!

Xiao Yi let out a long breath and said, "Wait for me a moment!"

"Mhm!"

Fang Qingzhu obediently nodded her head.

Xiao Yi then stood up and turned to look at Zhang Yong, who was trying to stop Zhang Ze\'s bleeding, his gaze icy cold, "How do you want to die?"

Zhang Yong\'s face was ashen.

Zhang Ze\'s lifeblood had been severed entirely; his life was completely ruined.

Zhang Yong\'s own lineage would end with him.

His face twisted with maliciousness, he unleashed the full strength of his Third Layer of the Divine Passage Realm. His eyes filled with ferocious killing intent, he roared, "You mongrel, I will grind your bones to dust!"

Zhang Ze, covered in blood below the waist, his face deathly pale and twisted, his voice becoming shrill and piercing, "Dad, cripple him for me. I want to personally carve him into a thousand pieces, eat his flesh, drink his blood..."

Zhang Yong nodded and said, "Don\'t worry. Since he made you no longer a man, I will make sure he can\'t even be a ghost!"

Boom!

Zhang Yong\'s figure didn\'t move, only raised his right hand.

Surging vital energy turned into thousands of fine threads, weaving in front of his palm, coalescing into an energy sphere. The sphere spun in the air and ignited a red flame with a roar: "Fiery Flame Palm!"

Practitioners in the Shentong Realm could externalize their vital energy.

By drawing on vital energy to activate Divine Skills.

Their power was several times stronger than that of ordinary martial arts!

The fireball sent waves of heat skyward, its crimson light illuminating half the dungeon. The licking flames made a piercing whooshing sound as it shot towards Xiao Yi.

Wherever the fireball passed, the bricks on the ground seemed as if they would melt.

The wooden bars of the dungeon burst into flames.

"Xiao Yi, be careful..." Fang Qingzhu shouted.

Xiao Yi\'s expression was solemn.

His cultivation had reached the Seventh Layer of the Qi Gathering Realm, enough to defeat an ordinary practitioner of the First Layer of the Divine Passage Realm. However, Zhang Yong was at the Third Layer of the Divine Passage Realm. The gap between them was huge, and Xiao Yi could not afford to be the slightest bit negligent: "This battle cannot be delayed, it must be quick and decisive!"

Zhang Yong, confident in his superior strength, did not take him seriously.

To win this battle, Xiao Yi needed to take unconventional moves, strike first, and crush Zhang Yong before he could react!

"Sweeping Thousands of Troops!"

"Pursuing Stars and Chasing the Moon!"

"Seizing Souls and Claiming Lives!"

The Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword emitted a blood-red radiance all around, as if completely fused with Xiao Yi\'s arm, showing a hint of unity between man and sword.

This unity between man and sword was a sign of truly comprehending Sword Intent.

The seed of Sword Intent fully burst forth.

Xiao Yi\'s sword moves suddenly grew thirty percent more formidable, with an edge that seemed to tear open the heavens itself.

Whoosh!

The move \'Sweeping Through Thousands\' first halted the momentum of the fireball, and then the technique \'Chasing Stars and Moons\' focused on the weakest point of the fireball, causing it to burst with a loud boom.

Xiao Yi then burst through the exploding fireball, tearing open the sky filled with sparks, his blood-red sword edge mixed with sparks, thrusting towards Zhang Yong\'s throat.

The sword edge tore through the air, rustling Zhang Yong\'s clothes noisily.

His face expressionless, he scoffed, "Acting recklessly, overestimating your own abilities!"

Whoosh!

Vast vital energy surged, bursting forth from his body.

It condensed on his palm.

As if donning a red gauntlet, with a chime, he grabbed the blade and amidst a shower of sparks, the unstoppable momentum of the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword came to an abrupt halt.

Zhang Yong\'s left hand then moved to his waist, and he suddenly thrust out a fist.

Whoosh!

Dazzling vital energy on his left hand solidified into a crimson blade and lunged toward Xiao Yi\'s abdomen.

Vital energy turned into a weapon.

A signature move of a Shentong Realm expert.

Though this weapon made of vital energy was not as strong as elemental weapons, its power vastly exceeded ordinary metal weapons. If this blade struck Xiao Yi, he would not die but be crippled for sure.

"Hahaha, Xiao Yi, your death is certain," Zhang Ze hysterically screamed.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with intense excitement.

But his joy was short-lived, as it tore open the wound in his crotch and blood gushed like a fountain…

With his right hand trapped, Xiao Yi saw the attack coming toward his abdomen, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "Eight Extremes Lean!"

With a sudden force centered on his heel, he spun around on the spot.

He narrowly dodged Zhang Yong\'s left-handed attack but still sustained a gruesome wound on his waist, skin ripped and flesh burst, causing Xiao Yi to wince in pain. Despite the intense pain, Xiao Yi forcefully leaned back.

Thud!

His entire back slammed heavily against Zhang Yong\'s chest.

Xiao Yi\'s strength had increased several-fold compared to before, and combined with the inherently powerful Eight Extremes Fist, this collision broke three of Zhang Yong\'s ribs and caused internal injuries.

Blood spurted from his mouth as his body was lifted from the spot and sent flying backward.

Xiao Yi quickly turned around and chased after Zhang Yong, grabbing his ankle and smashing him down toward the ground with force.

Thud!

The entire dungeon vibrated.

Zhang Yong\'s back hit the ground, shattering floor tiles, and as dust and debris flew, Xiao Yi did not pause, "Kick them when they\'re down!"

Clutching Zhang Yong\'s ankles, he smashed him down over and over again.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Zhang Yong, like a human-shaped sledgehammer, shattered the ground, crashed into walls, and broke tables and chairs... It all happened so fast that Zhang Yong, dazed with stars in his eyes and injury upon injury, could not react in time.

With the strength of a Third Layer of the Divine Passage Realm, he hadn\'t even managed to display half of his power before he was left spewing blood from all seven orifices, on the brink of death.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Xiao Yi spun in place like a tornado, generating gusts of wind. Suddenly releasing his grip, he flung Zhang Yong out viciously.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Zhang Yong smashed through the bars of five cells before hitting a stone wall with a bang, becoming embedded in a huge human-shaped indent, unable to move.

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi dove down, and the Blazing Wind Pursuit Sword showed no mercy, piercing through Zhang Yong\'s brow with a whoosh, nailing him firmly to the rock face. Zhang Yong\'s body jerked, blood dripping down from the wall, his mouth agape, only able to let out hoarse gasps.

In his eyes, there was nothing but regret.

Xiao Yi\'s gaze then turned to a dumbstruck Zhang Ze, "Your turn!"