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"Hahaha." Amid the Immortal-level battlefield killer move, Wu Yong suddenly burst into laughter.
The laughter was filled with rage.
Clearly, he was furious that Feng Jiuge had helped Fang Yuan.
"Good."
"Very good."
"You two may only be Seventh Transformation Gu Immortals, but you possess Eighth Transformation combat power."
"Today, I shall properly experience just how capable the two of you really are!"
The pride and confidence of an Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal swelled the killing intent in Wu Yong's chest, making it ever more potent and dense.
He absolutely did not believe he would lose.
So what if it was two against one?
He, Wu Yong, was an Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal, while the other two were merely Seventh Transformation.
Could the chasm between the Seventh and Eighth Transformations really be crossed so easily?
Besides, he still had an Immortal Gu House in his possession.
Yuqing Difeng Small Bamboo Building — an Eighth Transformation Immortal Gu House!
An Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal plus an Eighth Transformation Immortal Gu House — how could he possibly lose?
Wu Yong could not think of a single reason why he might fail.
The battle was about to begin, and the atmosphere instantly grew tense.
Feng Jiuge drifted slowly toward Wu Yong, speaking to Fang Yuan without turning his head: "You once saved my life. Now I am returning the favor. The debt is settled between us. Leave — whether you can break through this place and escape with your life depends on your own fortune."
Fang Yuan was taken aback.
From the looks of it, Feng Jiuge didn't want to join forces with him at all — he intended to face Wu Yong alone!
"Very well." Fang Yuan immediately retreated to a corner.
What kind of person was he?
How could he not seize a free advantage when one presented itself?
Seeing Feng Jiuge standing alone to face him, a flicker of admiration passed through Wu Yong's heart. He spoke: "Good, then let me meet the renowned Central Continent prodigy."
As he spoke, he actually took the initiative to put away his Immortal Gu House, the Yuqing Difeng Small Bamboo Building.
This Eighth Transformation Immortal Gu House was his trump card.
Constructed from multiple Eighth Transformation Immortal Gu, the immortal essence consumed was naturally enormous. Wu Yong had been continuously channeling it for some time already, first to lay his plans, then to pursue Fang Yuan.
This time, Wu Yong voluntarily stored the Immortal Gu House back into his Immortal aperture.
It was like an undrawn divine sword — the opponent would never know when Wu Yong might deploy this trump card, and the mere possibility would inevitably breed dread and mounting pressure.
At the same time, it demonstrated Wu Yong's confidence and pride.
He was willing to face Feng Jiuge alone.
His battle intent surged, eager and brimming with anticipation!
A sudden violent gale erupted around Wu Yong, then just as quickly subsided.
Both Feng Jiuge and Fang Yuan narrowed their eyes.
Wu Yong had executed an Immortal-level killer move.
Incredibly fast!
Moreover, he had concealed his aura to the absolute limit beforehand. Neither Feng Jiuge nor Fang Yuan had detected the slightest trace of it.
Feng Jiuge hastily retreated, carefully widening the distance between himself and Wu Yong.
Against an Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal, how could anyone afford carelessness?
Killer moves in particular — to charge in headlong without probing first was the behavior of a reckless fool.
The violent wind died down into a gentle breeze, and the breeze swirled ceaselessly, coalescing in the blink of eye into massive, towering figures.
They resembled humans, but were tall and imposing, massive as elephants, their muscles bulging like carved stone. Their entire bodies were a dark greenish-black, with fangs protruding from their mouths. A pair of grotesque arms, thick as pillars, hung down to their feet. Green fur covered them from head to toe, and their eyes were entirely jet black.
Immortal-level killer move — Gang Rou Feng Kui!
With a single execution, Wu Yong created six Wind Kui.
Some of the Wind Kui roared, producing the howling of gale-force winds, while others shrieked — the sound nearly piercing one's eardrums.
They split into two groups. Three Wind Kui charged at Feng Jiuge, while the other three simultaneously went after Fang Yuan.
Feng Jiuge wanted to face Wu Yong alone? Wu Yong had his own pride — he intended to crush both Feng Jiuge and Fang Yuan with his own power.
Feng Jiuge saw the shape of the killer move and a terrifying sharp gleam flashed through his eyes. He retreated no further. Instead, he raised his palm and struck from a distance.
Clang — clang — clang —!
With each palm strike, a resonant, sonorous chime rang out like the tolling of a great bell.
The sound waves rippled outward, striking the six Gang Rou Feng Kui one after another.
The Wind Kui had been charging with imposing momentum, but Feng Jiuge's Immortal-level killer move not only halted their advance but sent them staggering backward, unable to withstand the onslaught — they looked as though they were on the verge of defeat!
This scene made both Fang Yuan and Wu Yong's pupils contract.
Neither could hide their shock.
Feng Jiuge was only at the Seventh Transformation level, yet the power of his Immortal-level killer move was no less formidable than Wu Yong's.
Both Fang Yuan and Wu Yong could see that this was because Feng Jiuge carried an extraordinarily dense accumulation of Sound Dao marks on his body.
His Sound Dao marks had actually been cultivated to such a staggering degree — rivaling Wu Yong's own!
How on earth had he accomplished this?!
Fang Yuan watched from afar, his mind reeling with astonishment. [Love to Read Novel Network wqu]
The reason he himself could battle an Eighth Transformation expert was due to his own Immortal-level killer move — the Reverse Flow Protective Seal. But Feng Jiuge could contend with an Eighth Transformation opponent because he himself possessed an incredibly deep foundation in the Sound Dao.
Comparing the two, Fang Yuan was clearly a considerable notch below Feng Jiuge.
"Just how did Feng Jiuge cultivate to possess such a deep foundation? No wonder he was able to stand against the ten great sects of Central Continent back in the day, and why he had the confidence to come after Wu Yong!"
"Does he truly possess this depth of power, or is it some kind of emergency measure that cannot be sustained?"
Fang Yuan immediately wondered.
Of course, his main focus remained on Wu Yong's Immortal-level battlefield killer move and the Subdue Wind component, continuously analyzing and deducing.
At the same time, several Phantom Sect Gu Immortals within his Immortal aperture were working on this as well.
Crack, crack, crack!
Seeing that the Gang Rou Feng Kui had accomplished nothing, Wu Yong immediately activated yet another killer move.
In his hand, he gripped a slender wind whip, lashing it ceaselessly.