"Little friend, are you sure you want to block my path?" Mo Cheng wasn't quite sure about the young man in front of him, and the aura on his body suddenly surged, revealing his imposing manner as a Peak Battle Spirit Expert.
"I, this old one, Mo Cheng, the Mo Family Patriarch, everyone in the southwest of the Jiama Empire should have heard my name. I am merely going to observe the battle ahead."
He put on a kind smile, "I have no ill intentions, please little friend, step aside."
He believed his name was known far and wide, even in the surrounding villages - who wouldn't know the Mo Family Patriarch, known for benevolence, kindness, friendliness, never bullying the weak, and even enjoying helping others?
But contrary to expectations, Fang Bie interrupted his words without hesitation, "Don't know you. If you want to watch, just watch from here. Why insist on going forward?"
He was merely a Battle Practitioner, the aura he emitted was even overshadowed by the massive imposing aura around, like an Ordinary Person, standing in the wind with a shivering air.
However, no one underestimated him, at least Mo Cheng, who appeared rough but was inwardly sinister, did not.
Although Fang Bie seemed harmless, the Long Saber at his waist already signified much.
Xiao Yan was a Battle Master, with just the Long Saber in his hand, he could fight evenly with a Battle Spirit, even able to turn around and suppress the opponent.
Although Fang Bie seemed even weaker, the sword at his waist, even at this Time Period, still shone with a bright Radiance, at a glance, it was far more dazzling than the Long Saber still fighting in the background.
"Since this road is not allowed to pass, then I simply won't come this way." A kind smile remained on his face, but his actions suggested otherwise.
To Mo Cheng's left were the Snake-People Race slowly approaching from the Desert, on his right, the Demonic Beast Mountain Range, with many Magical Beasts still entrenched like crouching tigers and coiled dragons.
If he wanted to go around, he would need to traverse at least several kilometers to bypass the defensive perimeter of these fellows.
By the time he went around such a Distance, the battle between Xiao Yan and Yang Qian in the distance would probably be over, how could he possibly wait until then?
At this moment, that white pillar of light in the distance was still incredibly bright, the Spiritual Qi in the Surroundings continued to be absorbed incessantly, even the Land felt faintly soft, a sensation of Earth Element buried in the sand being forcibly drawn out.
Moreover, they could even feel the scorching Temperature in the Air slowly decreasing, that was because the ubiquitous Fire Element in the Desert had its Energy stolen.
Fang Bie pondered in a daze, heat is a form of Energy, usable by people, employable as an Attack method. If this heat is extracted, would the Tagor Desert turn into the Tagor Wasteland?
No matter how hot a Place is, there will be Energy sources, but cold Places won't. Coldness consumes all, coldness signifies that everything has been exhausted.
This is why in the Marvel Universe, Iceman can create ice from nothing and receives such high acclaim, forcing screenwriters to revise the background, making this Ability a true Omega-level mutant Ability.
Such a daze for Fang Bie only lasted a moment, then he immediately reacted; the Spiritual Qi in the Surroundings was temporarily drawn away. This implied that these Fellows who could Use Battle Qi had their Body Strength infinitely weakened.
When they lost the Strength of Battle Qi and were left with only the powerful Strength of their Bodies, they could hardly be called Battle Emperors, especially since these people lost the Ability to fly, they are merely super soldiers with somewhat stronger Bodies.
This is one reason why Fang Bie and Xiao Yan dared to stand here. The second reason was naturally the white pillar of light in the distance; Yao Lao's immense Aura gave them immense confidence.
"Oh?" Fang Bie stood there with arms crossed, waiting for Mo Cheng's next move, but he waited and waited, and nothing happened, only to hear a surprised shout.
"Xiao Yan?" Fang Bie turned back in surprise. The Sound seemed to come from behind. As he turned, Xiao Yan was still slashing out with a Knife, brutally severing a snake's head. "Huh?"
Fang Bie thought, "Not good!" He didn't even have Time to dodge when he felt a massive Strength strike his back. Blasted away by this Strength, he didn't have Time to react and was flung in an arc across the Sky.
"Fang Bie!" Xiao Yan also saw this and, in an instant of carelessness, was struck in the chest by Yang Qian's deadly poisonous Palm. Immediately felt pain in all his organs, forcing himself to endure the pain and slash open the Enemy before him with a Knife, standing unsteadily.
Fang Bie felt a Strength he couldn't resist seemed to surge through his Body. Spreading through his Body, it was a completely destructive Strength, as if invading his Body while simultaneously destroying his Meridians.
"The so-called good man famed throughout the Empire, only knows how to resort to such underhanded tactics?" Fang Bie swiftly retrieved a Painkiller Tony had given him from his Backpack, forcefully injected it into his shoulder, and only then felt the Strength returning to his Body.
"Hahaha! As long as I kill you two, and then join Yang Qian to kill that Battle Spirit watching the show, who else will know besides those high and mighty Battle Emperors?" Mo Cheng laughed with great glee, "With the two Swords in hand, even if my Mo Family cannot unify the Gama Empire, we can still dominate the Northwest Territory!"
"You two are indeed working together." Fang Bie wiped the Blood from the corner of his Mouth. Drew his Famous Sword Silver Paper Bamboo Light!
A Golden Apple appeared in his Hand. He stuffed it directly into his Mouth, without even swallowing, the Apple transformed into a heat flow, surging into his Body, covering his entire Body in a layer of shimmering, faint Light.
Fang Bie's State appeared on the screen before him. Whether it was Strength, Life, Body recovery Speed, or even Physique and jumping power, all saw varying degrees of enhancement.
He, wielding the Long Sword, seemed to enter a state of invincibility. His originally injured Body began to gradually heal under the gentle Radiance of this Light.
"Hypocritical ambitious one, speaking so grand, isn't it still because of your inner weakness? Otherwise, why would you resort to a sneak Attack against an Ordinary Battle Practitioner like me?" Fang Bie said, the Long Saber in his hand glowed, "Reciprocity!"
A purple Radiance flashed. A cone-like Sword Qi gently slid from the Sword in his hand.
"Hmph! Reputation is nothing; as long as you possess Strength, everything else is attainable!" Mo Cheng snorted coldly, and a majestic imposing aura surged from his Body. Even though the Air had lost its Spiritual Qi, his Battle Spirit Body could surely sustain him in a high-intensity battle.
"Clang!" The purple Sword Qi struck his Armor formed from Battle Qi, causing no Damage.
End of Chapter