Gate of God

Not only did Qian Yu’s smile freeze, but all of the other surrounding disciples and Emperor Lin Mubai froze too.

Evidently…

The sentence ‘I didn’t mean to screw you!’ stopped the conversation, and clearly, the conversation could no longer continue casually.

“Kill him!” Qian Yu’s voice was as cold as the chilliest wind in the winter that drilled into Fang Zhengzhi’s neck.

Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi shrugged.

He needed to change his habit of being too straightforward. He should learn to be less straight to the point when facing an elder woman.

At least, he should mention the sentence, ‘our age difference is too big, so we’re not too suited for each other’.

However, it was too late. The green leaves had already swirled towards him like a whirlwind, radiating cold light on every single leaf.

Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi began to move.

He moved towards Qian Yu step by step. For every step he took, he paused to admire the beautiful scenery around him.

It was near the end of Autumn and Winter was approaching.

Ling Yun Tower was a place where the flowers bloomed. With the natural Icy Pond protecting the area, the flowers did not die like the other ordinary flowers.

However, the green leaves still turned slightly brown and there were a few leaves on the ground that looked like the sunset at dusk.

Fang Zhengzhi was immersed in the scenery.

Perhaps he was too immersed, he began to narrow his eyes and started humming a tune.

“I am just a small small small small bird. I want to fly and fly and fly higher, oh oh…” Fang Zhengzhi’s voice was not too loud but it was extremely clear. His voice resonated in the air of the Ling Yun Tower.

Almost a hundred of the disciples of the Ling Yun Tower and the eleven disciples who rushed from afar were completely shocked.

The ancient saying went, ‘passing through flowers, nothing can be allured’.

Although the meaning of the sentence was not the most appropriate description of the situation, the scene itself could be described using this ancient saying.

“How is that possible?!”

“Why can’t we hurt him?!”

“What… What is happening?”

The confidence of the disciples of the Ling Yun Tower was extremely defeated. After all, anyone who experienced this would feel defeated.

They used all their powers but they could not even touch his shirt?

Was he a ghost?

“Yu Er, watch out!” Emperor Lin Mubai regained his senses as he saw Fang Zhengzhi approaching Qian Yu. He pressed at his waist area and a golden dragon leaped up to the sky.

Green Dragon Eye.

It was a protective artifact of Emperor Lin Mubai. As for how it came about, some people said it was a gift from Qian Yu, some said that it was passed down in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Of course, no matter where it came from, it was a powerful artifact.

Buzz! At this moment, two gigantic black wings that were at least twenty feet long appeared suddenly, huge enough to cover the entire sky.

“If you are talking about artifacts, I have one too.” Fang Zhengzhi smiled but it could not be noticed because of the face cloth covering his mouth.

“It is the Black-Golden Wings, the protective artifact of the Demon Lord!” Emperor Lin Mubai’s expression changed when he saw the Black-Golden Wings behind Fang Zhengzhi.

Although he had not seen it with his own eyes prior to this, how the Black-Golden Wings looked like when they were expanded was recorded in the ancient books.

“Looks like you really caught the Demon Lord!” Qian Yu was not as anxious as Emperor Lin Mubai. In fact, she looked calmer when she saw the Black-Golden Wings behind Fang Zhengzhi.

Why did she become calmer?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that it had got to do with the powers he had displayed. After all, to put it frankly, anyone could have died a thousand times if they had said what Fang Zhengzhi said earlier on.

“After verifying my identity, shouldn’t you serve me with good food and wine?” Fang Zhengzhi was not in a hurry and took slow steps.

“What kind of good wine do you want?” Qian Yu asked.

“I am not too particular about wine, but if I don’t think you should be serving anyone wine that is less than a few hundred years old,” said Fang Zhengzhi.

“Haha… There is no problem with serving good wine that is a few hundred years old. However, you have to defeat me first!” Qian Yu smiled and attacked.

Eight moons appeared above her head. The white light made her head look like it was covered in a layer of snow.

“It seems like Tower Master Qian does not believe me?” Fang Zhengzhi sighed as he thought that he had done enough to show his sincerity.

However, Qian Yu was unwilling to accept it.

Furthermore, she had attacked without showing sympathy, clearly giving off the “attitude of a queen” and wanting to kill Fang Zhengzhi.

How ridiculous.

After all, Fang Zhengzhi could not actually handicap Qian Yu and lay her on the ground.

Buzz! In a blink of an eye, Qian Yu had moved to Fang Zhengzhi with the two silvery-white long swords glowing with eye-blinding radiance.

The moon was like a hook and the sword was like frost.

Qian Yu was not as powerful as a Godly State expert. However, her flawless tactic was her winning point. That was precisely how she managed to fight with the more powerful Monster Emperor Baizhi.

Swoosh! Two beams of silver light struck.

The white frost extended on the ground like a sword for a distance of hundred feet before it gradually disappeared.

The disciples of the Ling Yun Tower moved away from the strike.

Of course, Fang Zhengzhi too.

As compared to the disciples of the Ling Yun Tower, he dodged more quickly and earlier. He had moved to a place far away before the sword radiance hit the ground.

However, he did not move to the correct position.

Instead of retreating, he advanced with a leap and zoomed past the Qian Yu in between her two swords.

Then, he ended up beside Ping Yang.

“…”

“…”

There was a type of person who could kill the conversation.

This type of person could make the atmosphere awkward instantly and was not liked by others. On the other hand, there was another type of person who could make his opponent feel like they were struck by lightning.

Obviously…

Fang Zhengzhi displayed the characteristics of both types of people.

He was not sure whether the atmosphere was awkward, but a strange phenomenon happened the instant when he ended up beside Ping Yang.

Qian Yu, Emperor Lin Mubai and all the disciples of the Ling Yun Tower froze on the spot like a statue.

Their faces were extremely pale.

“Ah… Evil brat, I will kill you!” A ferocious roar broke the silence. Meanwhile, a ball of red flame rose like a Qilin that pounced out and attacked the center of Fang Zhengzhi’s forehead with sharp claws and golden eyes.

As the saying went, when a woman was infuriated, she could even frighten herself.

Fang Zhengzhi was not too sure how ferocious Ping Yang could be, but now he had experienced it personally. The attack made by Ping Yang, in terms of both the angle and the power, as well as the ruthless expression on Ping Yang’s face was extremely well-coordinated.

It was like a vast ocean raging with turbulent waves.

However…

In the midst of this ferocious attack, Fang Zhengzhi saw a leg that was aimed at his crotch.

That’s right!

As compared to the pure and cute Ping Yang last time, the current Ping Yang was no longer pure. In fact, after she was influenced by someone, she had become extremely cunning.

At least, her diversion move was perfect.

She had almost mastered the angle of her strike and the expression of a mixture of shock and helplessness.

Any ordinary person would not have managed to defend against both Ping Yang’s shot at the middle of his forehead and the kick at his crotch with her perfect acting skills and brilliant reasoning

However, was Fang Zhengzhi an ordinary person?

Of course not!

Therefore, he raised his butt and closed his legs, and sank downwards when he saw the spear approaching him. While he forced himself to get into a “twisted horse stance”, he got hold of the leg that was aimed at his crotch.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The autumn breeze blew on the faces of shock. Unfortunately, there was no snow.

It was lacking the beauty of a poem.

Ping Yang was stunned.

Her petite mouth formed an ‘O’ shape and there was disbelief in her eyes. She almost dropped the Blazing Qilin Spear in her hand.

How could Fang Zhengzhi defend such a perfect attack?!

Oh my goodness!

Ping Yang could not believe her eyes. She was shocked, helpless, anxious. She wanted to scream and run for her life.

She turned.

Just as she turned around, she discovered that her feet were still stuck between “Meng Tian”‘s legs.

She tried her best to pull it out.

However, she could not.

Ping Yang was anxious, she was desperate.

Then…

The air was filled with a sprinkle of lime powder.

“Travesty!” Looking at the lime powder and recalling the helplessness on Ping Yang’s face, Fang Zhengzhi felt that he suddenly gained an outstanding student.

This outstanding student made use of the tactics that Fang Zhengzhi was the best at. She put on a show that she was helpless then sprinkled the lime powder in her hands towards Fang Zhengzhi.