Chapter 3916

Fang Wudao did not expect Zi Chen to take the initiative to attack. This surprised him, but he was even more furious.

This was because he, the strongest person of the Fang Clan, was being looked down upon by an outsider.

Fang Wudao shouted and a light seal flew out. The light seal grew with the wind, looking like a hill. As it spun forward, it caused spatial ripples.

This was an extraordinary Spirit Weapon, one of Fang Wudao's strongest moves.

Zi Chen did not slow down at all. The horrifying aura on the staff grew stronger as it smashed into the light seal.

The light seal exploded and the staff image scattered. A strong shock wave spread out in the air.

A high-quality Spirit Weapon was destroyed just like that.

However, to the wealthy Fang Wudao, this loss was nothing. His expression did not change as he waved his hand again and a second Spirit Weapon appeared.

This was a spear with images of beasts engraved on it. As Fang Wudao poured his Soul Energy into it, the beasts seemed to come to life.

This was the Tiger Devouring War Spear!

The Tiger Devouring War Spear was quite famous in the Fang Clan. It was a famous Spirit Weapon and was priceless.

These beasts were all ferocious tigers. However, they were not engraved on the spear. Every time the spear killed a tiger, it would devour its soul and seal it in the spear.

When the spear swept out, the tiger souls sealed in the spear seemed to awaken. Those scarlet eyes seemed to be able to seize one's soul.

"Die!"

Fang Wudao activated the war spear with all his might. A strong aura spread out like a storm.

The twelve Human Souls immediately retreated to the sides.

Fang Wuling did not retreat. She remained standing there. Her body emitted light and her clothes fluttered despite the lack of wind. Her eyes stared at Zi Chen like a cold venomous snake, ready to attack its prey at any moment.

Zi Chen raised the long rod in his hand high up. The Thunderbolt Strength that was still abundant in his body frantically gathered towards the long rod.

In terms of quality, the staff was one of the Hundred Weapons of the Holy Mountain. Naturally, it was not weak.

Now, as the veined patterns lit up, purple light filled the sky and illuminated the surroundings. Zi Chen smashed down with his staff again, this time with all his strength.

A huge crack appeared on the ground, extending all the way into the bamboo forest. Many of the Thunder Bamboo Monsters that were still wandering around the edge of the bamboo forest were torn apart.

As the powerful energy surged, Zi Chen retreated several feet. His face was slightly pale. That attack had consumed a lot of energy.

Looking at Fang Wudao in front of him, he had retreated nearly thirty meters. The battle spear in his hand was covered with cracks, and as Fang Wudao gently exerted his strength, the battle spear broke into several pieces.

After two consecutive attacks, two soul weapons were destroyed.

Even the rich and overbearing Fang Wudao had a gloomy expression on his face at this moment. It was not because of the Spirit Weapon, although it was indeed very precious. What he cared about was that he had lost a lot of face here.

"The Hundred Soldiers from the Sacred Mountain truly live up to their reputation!"

Fang Wudao threw away the broken spear in his hand and said indifferently.

Zi Chen's pupils shrank, and the light shield in his left hand suddenly lit up. He raised the light shield in front of him.

A sword light that seemed to materialize suddenly appeared. It was originally aimed at the space between Zi Chen's eyebrows, but it was blocked by the light shield.

Behind him, Fang Wulian saw this scene and angrily shouted, "Bitch, you actually dared to launch a sneak attack!"

This was Fang Wuling's attack. If not for Zi Chen's extremely sharp soul power perception, even if he did not die, he would have been seriously injured.

Because this attack was no small matter, even if the Hundred Soldiers' light shield blocked it, there was still a cold aura that entered his body.

If it was a normal defense, it would have been penetrated long ago.

This was a true killing move, and if it was someone else, they might not be able to block it.

The long rod in Zi Chen's right hand lit up once again. His eyes were filled with coldness.

Seeing this scene, Fang Wuling's expression immediately changed, and he was about to withdraw his soul weapon.

But it was too late. The staff in Zi Chen's hand immediately smashed down. Following a purple arc, the staff swept past Fang Wuling's soul weapon.

With a bang, his soul weapon shattered into pieces.

This was Zi Chen's attacking method. He was already strong, and after using the Hundred Soldiers at full strength, it was like adding wings to a tiger.

Swish!

In the next moment, Zi Chen's figure disappeared.

"Retreat quickly!"

Fang Wudao shouted from behind, and then quickly rushed forward with another soul weapon in his hand.

Fang Wuling sensed danger and retreated.

Zi Chen's staff was blocked by Fang Wudao, and a powerful aura spread out in all directions.

Following that, Zi Chen's figure flashed, and he appeared beside Fang Wudao, and struck again.

Strike after strike, Zi Chen continued to circle around Fang Wudao and attack. During this period of time, the Spirit Weapons of both sides were constantly clashing.

Fang Wudao's soul weapon didn't shatter, but he was already entangled by Zi Chen, and couldn't get rid of him.

Zi Chen used the Vibration Fighting Technique, and with every strike, a trace of vibration energy would enter Fang Wudao's body through the soul weapon.

Fang Wudao, who was known as the strongest in the Fang Clan, was finding it harder and harder to block. Slowly, his speed slowed down.

Zi Chen's staff landed one last time, and the weapon passed through the opponent's soul weapon defense, and directly hit Fang Wudao's chest.

During this time, a ray of light shot out from his robe, and it was the Magic Spirit Robe.

With a bang, Fang Wudao's body flew out, and he landed on a hundred meters away.

After landing on the ground, Fang Wudao coughed out a mouthful of blood.

As for the third soul weapon in his hand, it was also directly broken.

The publicly recognized strongest person in the Fang Clan was defeated by Zi Chen just like that.

However, Zi Chen wasn't satisfied with his results. He wasn't afraid of anyone in the same realm. If it wasn't for the Magic Spirit Robe on Fang Wudao's body, he wouldn't just be coughing out blood.

This was the first time Fang Wulian saw how strong Zi Chen was. At this moment, his eyes were wide open, and he was shocked.

He had been acting all these years, and although he hated Fang Wudao, he knew how strong he was. He was the strongest person in the Fang Clan, and the strongest person in the Human Soul Realm.

However, he didn't expect him to be so weak in front of Zi Chen.

"You're courting death!"

Fang Wuling, who was retreating, looked at the injured Fang Wudao, and rushed towards Zi Chen as if he had lost his mind.

"Come back!"

Fang Wudao shouted, but Fang Wuling didn't stop.

Zi Chen's expression was cold. He took a step forward and swung his staff down again. This time, there seemed to be more patterns on the staff.

A resplendent purple light burst out, and a tyrannical aura surged out. Zi Chen's staff smashed down.

This staff contained an unstoppable force. Fang Wuling's Soul Weapon was instantly shattered. Zi Chen's attack didn't decrease in power and landed on Fang Wuling's body.

Her body was also sent flying. Although the Magic Spirit Robe blocked most of Zi Chen's attacks for her, she was still seriously injured when she landed on the ground.

The first and second strongest experts of the Fang Clan were defeated by Zi Chen one after another.

When the other twelve saw this, they immediately stepped forward and protected the two behind them.

Fang Wudao staggered to his feet. He glanced at Zi Chen and said coldly, "If it wasn't for the advantage of your Soul Weapon, you wouldn't be my match."

Zi Chen couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with him. If it wasn't for the Magic Spirit Robe, he would have already been beaten to a pulp.

Suddenly, a grin appeared on Fang Wudao's face.

Zi Chen had a bad feeling. He immediately turned around and saw a person appear where the Thunder Bamboo Spirit Seed was.

It was a black-robed man. It was the guy who had failed to attack Fang Wuling twice.

"You're courting death!"