81: Chapter 81 Slaying a Late-Stage Qi Refining ...

The spiritual pressure of the Late Stage Qi Refining came crashing down with an intense sense of oppression!

Su Xuanming and the others' hearts sank.

During the brief exchange just now, they could feel that they were simply no match for Fang Qing.

The only reason they had been able to wound Fang Qing was entirely due to Su Xuanxiao's unexpected Puppet self-destruction; now that the opponent was on guard, they could not repeat the same trick.

In a direct confrontation, the Su Family would certainly be at a disadvantage.

Furthermore, there was Zhong Ling, who was trapped within the Great Cavern Thunder Formation; if he were allowed to escape, the situation would only grow worse.

The Su Family's only chance of winning was to kill Fang Qing before Zhong Ling broke the Formation, and then join forces with the Su Family's Martial Arts Grandmasters to suppress and kill Zhong Ling.

However, the foundation of a Rank Seven Qi Refining Family was not to be underestimated; to their surprise, the half-crippled Fang Qing had forcibly recovered with the help of a single Medicinal Pill.

"We must end this quickly!"

Su Xuanming decisively activated a second-tier thunder talisman, instantly draining the spiritual energy within his body; such a desperate gamble was a major taboo in magical combat.

If he failed to kill the opponent, he would be placed in a position of extreme danger.

In an instant, thunderclouds surged in the sky, and an endless thunderstorm swept down from within the clouds!

Rumble!

Fang Qing reacted swiftly, once again manifesting his Ancient Mirror Magical Artifact to defend himself.

However, the power of the Thunder Talisman was exceptionally violent this time, and the ancient mirror failed to deflect the thunderstorm.

The lightning was as relentless as a torrential downpour, exploding against the surface of the mirror with a blinding light and spreading out layers of shimmering ripples.

Almost at the same time, Fang Qing's figure turned into an afterimage and lunged straight at Su Xuanming, his speed as fast as a phantom.

"Second Young Master, be careful!"

Several Martial Arts Grandmasters roared as they blocked the way in front of Su Xuanming, their fist auras and blade glows interweaving into a net.

Fang Qing's poisonous palm, shrouded in dark green mist, slammed down. Their Protective Aura shattered instantly, and the chests of several Martial Arts Grandmasters collapsed. Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs sprayed out as they were sent flying dozens of yards like kites with broken strings!

Su Xuanming's pupils constricted, and just as he was about to retreat violently, Fang Qing's five withered fingers clawed toward his throat.

At the critical moment, Ruan Ning's sword tip arrived, shrouded in frost, aiming straight for Fang Qing's heart.

The three Ice Needle Talismans thrown by Su Xuanquiet exploded at Fang Qing's feet, and deep blue ice thorns grew wildly and coiled around him, hindering his movement speed.

Fang Qing gave a cold snort as all the spiritual energy in his body erupted, instantly shattering the ice thorns into a sky full of crystal powder; he then shifted his palm into a fist and struck Ruan Ning's sword tip.

Clang!!

The sword blade wailed and vibrated as the poisonous mist surged along the blade into her Meridians. Ruan Ning felt as if she had been struck by a heavy hammer, her cherry lips sprayed a jet of blood, and her delicate body was sent flying backward.

Su Xuanming's expression changed drastically, and he caught Ruan Ning in his arms, retreating ten yards in a hurry.

The thunderstorm unleashed by the second-tier thunder talisman ended just at this moment; Fang Qing's ancient mirror had lost some of its luster, clearly making it impossible to use again in the short term.

Su Xuanxiao's eyes flickered upon seeing this, knowing that this was a rare opportunity!

He manipulated two Puppets to rush over accompanied by thunder, shouting loudly, "Third Sister, help me!"

A cold light suddenly appeared in Su Xuanjing's eyes. As her sleeves fluttered, dozens of Talismans drifted in the air, rustling loudly.

"Talismans Transform into All Phenomena, Command the Spirits to Return to Form!"

Amidst her clear shout, the Talisman papers burned to ashes, and crimson gold runes peeled off like sparks, crashing into the backs of the two Puppets.

Blood-red light suddenly burst from the Puppets' eyes, and golden Meridians appeared on their skin. Their fists were wrapped in flowing fire, their bodies entwined with hurricanes, and their legs flickered with lightning.

The Puppets' speed, strength, and spiritual energy increased threefold under the infusion of the runes.

This was the result of Su Xuanjing's research during this period.

Although she couldn't directly carve runes onto the Puppets yet, she could use Talisman papers as a medium to strip the runes and embed them into the Puppets, granting them the effects of the Talismans.

After releasing the Talismans, Su Xuanjing's body went limp, her spiritual energy completely exhausted.

Su Xuanxiao clearly felt the changes in the Puppets.

With a thought, the two Puppets turned into afterimages and attacked Fang Qing from the left and right.

"Still trying to repeat the same trick?"

Fang Qing sneered, a green glow radiating from his body.

With layers of protective Spells reinforced, he met the two Puppets head-on; as their fists collided, a continuous series of explosions erupted!

Fang Qing's expression changed slightly as he instantly realized something was wrong.

These two Puppets did not self-destruct, but every strike felt as if a Li Fire Talisman had exploded in front of him, and there were hurricane tornadoes fanning the flames. The electricity beneath his feet even left his body numb and stiff, greatly restricting his movement speed.

"What kind of Puppetry Art Legacy is this?"

Fang Qing had never seen a Puppet capable of possessing so many different secret techniques, and he was horrified.

He changed his fists into palms, using a Spell to plate his palms with a golden luster like sharp blades, and slashed at the Puppets' heads in an attempt to destroy them with brute force.

However, the palms slashing toward the Puppets struck a layer of protective golden light instead; the two collided, sending sparks flying in all directions.

In that moment of shock, the Puppets' killing move was as swift as lightning, and a fist struck him in the chest.

Fang Qing was sent flying, and just as he steadied himself, he was subjected to a flurry of punches and kicks from the two Puppets.

"Fourth Brother, end this quickly!"

Su Xuanming's voice came through, reminding Su Xuanxiao to speed up.

He and the heavily injured Ruan Ning had retreated inside the Clan-Protecting Formation; seeing that Luo Qian and the others maintaining the Great Cavern Thunder Formation were about to reach their limit, he hurriedly called out a reminder.

If they delayed any longer, they would have to face two Late Stage Qi Refining Cultivators at the same time!

"I know!"

Su Xuanxiao swallowed a qi gathering pill, and thunder erupted from his body as he turned into a bolt of lightning and charged toward Fang Qing.

Seizing the moment while the opponent was being pummeled by the Puppets, he manifested a Thunder Sail Magical Artifact. More than half of the spiritual energy in his body rapidly evaporated as he activated his strongest lightning-based Daoist technique.

In an instant, billions of lightning snakes stampeded out from the Thunder Sail!

At the same time, the two Puppets pinned down Fang Qing's arms from both sides. Their bodies suddenly swelled and bulged, self-destructing on the spot!

The blinding thunder light seemed to tear a massive hole in the sky, and the thunderstorm poured down like a Nine Heavens Divine Punishment, instantly swallowing Fang Qing's figure!

Rumble!

The sound of the explosions was deafening. Lightning and fire interwove as if a sun had fallen into the mortal world; the violent thunder shattered Fang Qing's protective Magical Artifact, and his condensed defensive Spells were peeled away layer by layer.

Fang Qing let out a shrill scream, his entire body was charred black like coal, and his blood evaporated into a mist before it could even seep out.

"Die!"

A cold light surged in Su Xuanxiao's eyes as he clenched his fist in the air. The lightning filling the sky gathered like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, condensing into a blazing white Thunder Spear flickering with lightning.

The spear tip was interwoven with fierce electricity, carrying ten thousand tons of Divine Might.

Su Xuanxiao turned into a bolt of lightning along with the spear, and the spear tip pierced through Fang Qing's throat in an instant!

The spiritual energy of Luo Qian and the others was exhausted at almost the same time. The Great Cavern Thunder Formation they were maintaining suddenly collapsed, and the Zhong Family Cultivators filed out one after another, only to see the scene of Su Xuanxiao holding the Thunder Spear and piercing through Fang Qing's throat.

The interweaving thunder and fire were blindingly bright, and the violent lightning was soul-shaking.

Zhong Ling's pupils constricted slightly, and the slight curl of his lips froze instantly.

Their Zhong Family had only been controlled by the Formation for a brief moment, yet they came out to see such a horrifying scene.

The Fang Family Old Ancestor, a Late Stage Qi Refining Cultivator, had actually had his throat pierced by a ten-year-old child with a single spear thrust!

How was this possible? What had just happened outside?!

"Thunder techniques, Formations, Puppetry Art..."

Zhong Ling scanned the traces of the battlefield, and waves of shock rose in his heart. "This boy has mastered so many skills at such a young age. If he is allowed to grow, the Su Family advancing to Rank Seven is only a matter of time."

"This child must not be allowed to live! Fang Family Head, I'm here to help you!"

"If you want to die, then come!"

As soon as Zhong Ling finished speaking, Su Xuanxiao suddenly turned his head. His bloodshot eyes were filled with a fierce light, and the killing intent on his face almost condensed into substance.

He suddenly exerted force with his wrist, and with a sharp 'squelch,' the Thunder Spear that had pierced through Fang Qing's throat was violently pulled out, bringing with it a trailing line of blood.

The brutal scene was like a heavy hammer smashing into the hearts of the Zhong Family Cultivators, leaving them frozen in place with shock.