"This time, I came to see you for only one purpose."
Yan Nan said, "Use your strongest move, your strongest momentum, your strongest killing intent, your strongest Killing Intent, your strongest Fusing Force, and strike at me with one blow!"
Fang Che was startled. "This subordinate wouldn't dare."
"I told you to do it, so do it!"
Yan Nan said indifferently, "Could your paltry cultivation possibly injure me?"
Fang Che hesitated, then looked toward Sun Wutian.
Sun Wutian said, "This is to test your battle prowess and predict how far you'll go in the Three Realms. Don't hold anything back. Give it everything you've got!"
"Yes!"
Fang Che bowed deeply. "This subordinate is about to offend you!"
Although Yan Nan had permitted and even demanded it, he still could not omit this bow.
After completing the bow, he straightened on his own.
He surveyed his surroundings.
Then he retreated nine steps! With a clang, he drew the Nether Monarch Saber.
The long saber came free, angled high toward the front, then slowly lowered.
Its blade shone with a biting chill. The Nether Monarch became a streak of ghostly cold light, winding along the saber from tip to hilt, its flowing radiance flickering and flashing.
Before his momentum had even been employed, his Killing Intent was already overwhelming!
A hint of appreciation flashed through Yan Nan's eyes. "A fine saber!"
Fang Che's back suddenly straightened, and his eyes abruptly turned sharp, cold, and deathly still.
His grip tightened slightly. Spiritual energy surged and roared into the saber.
His body suddenly leaned forward a little.
He fused the Heaven Force! The Earth Force! The city's force! The momentum! The wind force! The cloud force! The force of space! The force of the Sun Moon Star! The Killing Force!
"Clang, clang..."
The Nether