This old thing, even at this point, still refuses to make a move!

Just as the two leapt into the air, Fang Che seemed to let out a dying roar.

His whole body ignited like a blazing fire, suddenly leaping with a suicidal momentum from the large stone.

At the same time.

One-third of the Evil Qi, erupting!

One-third of the Killing Aura, erupting!

After being baptized and transformed by the endless Nether Energy and Death Energy of the Yin Yang Realm, this one-third of the momentum unleashed by Fang Che was enough to shock everything!

Meanwhile.

The sword light, sword energy, and sword glow erupted simultaneously!

Hen Tian Blade Technique.

Hentian no eye!

Hentian no heart!

Hentian no emotion!

Hentian Injustice!

The Four Moves, erupted at the same time!

At this moment, the sword light seemed to directly slash through the universe’s space.

It was like a giant crystal ball suddenly shattering into pieces in the air!

In the incredulous eyes of the leading man in black, a brief and intense collision sounded in the sky.

Then a mass of sword light exploded!

Sword energy crisscrossed, filling the whole world!

A chilling aura enveloped the body, making it feel frozen all over. Even the veins felt frozen!

The mind was sluggish, unable to react.

The sound of countless explosions merged into one.

Boom!

The entire space was enveloped in a pink mist!

A black shadow staggered out of the pink mist, the long sword planted in the ground. Panting heavily with his head down!

His body was covered in lacerations!

Twenty or thirty wounds were bleeding profusely at once.

It was Fang Che!

But besides him, there was no one else. The other two men in black had utterly vanished between heaven and earth in his hysterical eruption!

Fang Che’s body swayed and finally couldn’t hold on, collapsing onto the ground.

He spat out three large mouthfuls of blood before he could lift his head.

Facing the leading masked man in black, he gave a vicious smile.

He strained to lift his seemingly unable-to-rise head, tilting it as he grinned at the black-clad man.

The smile was full of cruelty!

Wounds on his legs were deep enough to expose the bone, and blood flowed down his legs.

Instantly staining the ground red.

The leading masked man in black stood there dumbfounded, staring blankly at the scene... pieces of black clothing, not even as large as a toothpick, fell like tiny black butterflies.

"Where... where are my people?"

He mumbled dazedly.

"People?"

Fang Che laughed hoarsely, coughing, sitting on the ground, pointing at the surrounding misty blood fog, and laughed maniacally: "You mean... your two brothers? Look... do you see? These pink mists, this world, this land, this... is all them."

"Your two brothers have already become one with heaven and earth... Such cultivation, damn impressive!"

"They have cultivated to the point of becoming one with the Great Dao, becoming heaven and earth, truly remarkable!"

Fang Che mocked the masked man in black: "Hahaha... Becoming one with heaven and earth is impressive, but trying to piece it back together... much harder... isn’t it delightful? Are you delighted?"

The masked man in black looked at the pink blood mist that hadn’t fallen yet.

His mind went blank!

"Fang Che!"

The voice of the masked man in black changed completely, eyes widening in rage: "You... you... you turned my brothers... my brothers..."

"I turned your brothers into mist! Are you happy?"

Fang Che sat on the ground, weakly said: "Congratulations, say, who in this world can turn into mist forever? I achieved a miracle for your brothers, how... will you thank me?"