Ambush

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Only then did the three long arrows from the Dragon Pattern Bow Lord land behind Fang Yuan, exploding into clouds of fragments.

With a casual grab and flick, he sent the fragments whirling back at even greater speed.

The Dragon Pattern Bow Lord let out a scream as countless bloody holes appeared across his body.

In the next instant, he saw a figure like a Demon God bearing down on him, blotting out the sky. A fist crashed down, plunging him into total darkness.

"F-fake... This has to be fake, right?"

Tiandu Peak fell into a suffocating silence. After a long while, Fu Hongmian finally came to her senses and murmured.

Everything that had happened today was simply too fantastical.

She had only come with her senior brother to watch the battle, yet they had run into Nangong Wu Wang, the Blood Drinking Blade.

Not only that, Nangong Wu Wang was also the Armory Tower Lord, and everything that had happened today had been a trap set to kill him?

And Nangong Wu Wang was so powerful that he had beaten three Celestial Phenomena Martial Artists to death with his bare fists?

She felt certain she was dreaming. In that suffocating atmosphere, she could not move even a finger.

"Worthless as clay chickens and pottery dogs—no match at all!"

Fang Yuan shook his head with a laugh. He looked at Ghost Eye Son, who was trembling all over, then turned a playful gaze on Bi Luokong, the Saintess of the Celestial Maiden Sect. "If you brought out the Coiled Dragon Silk along with this rabble, you might have a chance of fighting me!"

He had now reached the Gods and Demons Realm. The three Divine Weapon Lords had already been stripped of their weapons; even after the Divine