Chen Fangge looked at Lu Zhenhai and said calmly, "I don't engage in unnecessary wars or kill unnecessary people. Brother Lu, do you know what I mean?"
Lu Zhenhai said, "If Brother Chen helps me pass this test, that Gold Order Talisman will belong to Brother Chen."
Speaking of which, if Lu Zhenhai continues to play nonsense, he will only be humiliating himself.
Chen Fangge nodded, strode into the arena, stared at Old Ancestor Kumoku and said, "You're ready."
Old Ancestor Kumoku stretched out his delicate hand, pointed at Chen Fangge and said, "You come first, let me see how good you are."
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of golden light cut through the void and was printed on the center of Old Ancestor Kumoku's eyebrows. With a crash, Old Ancestor Kumoku's body suddenly exploded, and a ball of black gas rose into the sky.
The willow branch trembled violently and dropped three leaves in a row, blocking the golden light coming from Chen Fangge. The next moment, the exploded flesh and blood transformed into the image of white-clothed youth again under the influence of black energy. However, white-clothed youth's face was as transparent as paper, which was extremely strange.
"Soldier Armor Species Demonic Great Law!"
The face of Chen Fangge, who had always been calm, flashed with black energy, and he said word by word, "If you practice this evil method, you will swallow many Yinghaitian souls alive. It seems like you are such an evil demon, and you are in the netherworld."
As he spoke, the golden light in his palm suddenly shone brightly and became smooth. In an instant, almost all the leaves on the Old Man Kumoku willow branches fell, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the bombardment of Chen Fangge's golden light.
Such a battle was rare in the world, and the onlookers were instantly excited.
"Transform corpse energy into Sword Qi, comprehend Yuan Tiandao, and endow spiritual corpse energy, Corpse Sword Chen Fangguang is worthy of being an unparalleled genius."
"It looks like I can't even take an attack like this. This Old Ancestor Kumoku has evil skills, which can be considered respectable and terrifying."
"The Prosperity-Wither Willow in the palm of Old Ancestor Kumoku is actually Heavenly Spirit Treasure refined by the original Essence Blood. Its power is unpredictable, and Old Ancestor's evil skills reach the sky. It is too early to decide whether to win or lose this battle."
"..."
Amid everyone's discussion, the battle moved from a climax to an even higher climax.
Old Ancestor Kumoku, who had suffered a loss once, no longer dared to underestimate the enemy. Prosperity-Wither Willow dropped all nine willow leaves from his palm and formed a large formation around the body, protecting the whole body and resisting the fierce attacks of Chen Fangge.
And that bare wicker stick occasionally poked out like a poisonous dragon, shooting straight towards the Chen Fangge spiritual platform.
Every time at this time, Chen Fangge's offensive would freeze. Only with a sharp lightsaber placed between his eyebrows could he stop the bare wicker stick.
"It's amazing, it's amazing. There is such a person in the Jiangnan area. The younger generation is to be feared and the younger generation is to be feared. Brother Chen. In this round, you and I can just call it a draw."
Old Ancestor Kumoku shouted loudly.
Chen Fangge said coldly, "Old Demon Kumoku, you practice such evil skills and kill countless innocent babies. Chen Mou lost his young son back then, and the pain of losing his son is particularly profound. Today, you bumped into me. If I don't punish you on behalf of God, how can I be worthy of thousands of parents in the world."
After shouting, Chen Fangge let out a long roar and suddenly released the corpse. The corpse suddenly vaporized and turned into a sky-high sword, dragging a terrifying sword light and blasting straight towards Old Ancestor Kumoku.
The sword light seemed to cut through the heaven and the earth, leaving only this domineering sword light between the heaven and the earth.
There was a muffled sound, and a muffled thunder seemed to flash across the sky and the earth. The nine leaves suddenly scattered, and the bare wicker suddenly bent to the limit.
When he saw the sword light, he was about to hit Old Ancestor Kumoku. Suddenly, a microwave invisible to the naked eye hit the sword light that could almost tear the world apart.
Just like the breeze blowing through the woods, the sword light suddenly shattered.
The scattered Sword Qi merged into Chen Fangge's body, and with a sound, Chen Fangge spurted out a mouthful of pus and blood.
With a flick of the brush, a leaf suddenly shot towards Chen Fangge. The huge leaf trembled slightly, and Chen Fangge, who was unable to react in time, was immediately involved.
In an instant, dozens of leaf stems poked out of the leaves like poisonous thorns, shooting directly towards Chen Fangguang, who was caught in the trap.
Seeing that Chen Fangge was about to drink as much as Bai Qingzhi, suddenly, with a flash of golden light, the leaves suddenly exploded and turned into curls of smoke. After several attempts to gather into the shape of leaves, they dispersed at the last moment.
And Chen Fangge, who split the leaf with one sword, fell from mid-air to the ground, creating a deep crater. His face was pale and his breath was like a gossamer.
"If you dare to destroy my most precious treasure, I will make you unable to live or die!"
Old Ancestor Kumoku screamed wildly, with resentment rising into the sky, wishing he could cut Chen Fangge into pieces with a thousand knives.
His Prosperity-Wither Willow was a treasure that he had painstakingly refined before he took away his body and rebuilt it. It contained countless pure Essence Blood that he extracted. Since he took his body and rebuilt it, his cultivation base was able to recover quickly. This Prosperity-Wither Willow played the most important role.
Now, Chen Fangge actually used the supreme Corpse Sword to destroy a leaf. Even though it was just a leaf, it was enough to equal Old Ancestor Kumoku's decades of sacrifice. This mad hatred was about to swallow up the world.
Before the roar of anger subsided, the bare wicker rod was like a poisonous dragon, shooting towards Chen Fangge like lightning. Old Ancestor Kumoku planned to use this Prosperity-Wither Willow to drain Chen Fangge's Essence Blood dry.
Seeing that the poisonous dragon was about to shoot Chen Fangge, who had lost all resistance, suddenly, Chen Fangge's body suddenly retreated away, swaying far away like leaves swept away by the strong wind.
"What kind of rat doesn't know whether to live or die!"
Old Ancestor Kumoku shouted angrily and recalled the bare willow stick. The next moment, all eight willow leaves returned to the willow stick, and a pair of bright eyes unique to young people shot out a cold light.
"Brother Kumu, if you can spare others, spare them. Since you have won, why bother to kill them all?"
Accompanied by a clear voice, a Young Man in Green walked in front of people with a thin and hard face. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xu Yi.
"Hahaha..."
Old Ancestor Kumoku looked up to the sky and laughed, his face full of insidiousness. After laughing, he pointed at Xu Yi, "I will kill tens of millions of people, what can you do to me, unknown person, do you want to tell me what is the wrong path, haha..."
Zhao Lingwu and everyone in the Zhao family burst into laughter. Everyone in the Lu family had their eyes wandering, and there were quite a few of them with snickering smiles on their faces.
Xu Yi said, "Brother Zhenhai, you are the convener, and you should be the one taking charge of this matter."
He was extremely disdainful of Lu Zhenhai's behavior. Just now, when Old Ancestor Kumoku was about to kill Chen Fangge, who had no ability to resist, Patriarch Lu, who was well-versed in the world, was still very clear-minded and stayed on the sidelines without participating in the conflict.
Even if Chen Fangge is really fighting for Gold Order Talisman, in the end he is fighting for your Lu family, and it would be unreasonable for your Lu family to stand idly by.
This time, he wants Lu Zhenhai to take center stage, in order to push Lu Zhenhai, who wants to hide behind the scenes, to the front of the stage.
"Why, Brother Zhenhai is going to die in person. That's great. It just allows me to see if the Lu family's prestige a hundred years ago is still there."
Zhao Lingwu laughed.
Old Ancestor Kumoku stared at Lu Zhenhai, "In that case, I will ask the old man of the Lu family for advice."
Lu Zhenhai saw sweat on his forehead and clasped his fists and said, "Brother Zhao, you and I have agreed due to the battle over Lingquan. Five-Person Round Battle, now that you have just won two games, it is too early to claim victory. We need to discuss it before we can decide on the candidates for the third round."