Directly unleash all your strength!

Li Pingsheng was completely certain that Fang Che was immobilized, already exhausted and out of energy.

He stabbed with his sword over and over again, forty or fifty times.

Fang Che didn’t move.

He was totally at ease.

What he never expected was that this person, who let himself be tortured, would suddenly erupt with unprecedented terrifying evil qi.

At this moment, being rushed head-on, and at such a close distance, it hit him straight in the face, directly on his head, pounding into his sea of consciousness!

His entire mind was blank!

Holding the sword in his hand, he had no reaction at all. Just like an idiot!

A cut and a sword.

Striking simultaneously!

Pu pu...

Li Pingsheng’s two arms and two legs flew off his body, four blood columns wildly spurted out.

Fang Che held the sword in reverse and with a boom.

The sword hilt struck Li Pingsheng’s dantian, three times in succession!

Li Pingsheng finally let out a wretched scream, staring with incredulous eyes, getting blasted away.

Dantian shattered!

In mid-air, he was wildly spitting blood.

With a boom, he crashed into a big tree, and amidst the teeth-aching vibrations, Li Pingsheng’s body was bounced back to the ground.

He desperately raised his neck, incredulously looking at Fang Che: "You, you, you... what kind of sorcery is this!?"

In his shocked gaze, the wounds on Fang Che’s body, under his observation, quickly healed.

Fang Che took a long breath, used the sword to support the ground, slowly stood up: "What, are you very surprised? Li Pingsheng, now, do you feel exhilarated?!"

In Li Pingsheng’s hateful yet puzzled eyes, Fang Che slowly stood upright.

The wounds on his legs and body visibly healing quickly.

The spirit pill’s precious light actually flickered on Fang Che, like a lightning bolt coursing through him.

He could clearly see the wounds he had slashed onto Fang Che were healing, scabbing, then the scab turned black, becoming dead skin. As Fang Che walked, reaching a dozen meters in front of him, the scar on his calf automatically peeled off.

Revealing pink tender flesh, then the tender flesh’s color deepened, becoming the same as the surrounding skin.

He had already completely recovered.

Li Pingsheng’s face was ashen.

His own dantian was destroyed, all his limbs severed, but the opponent had fully recovered.

"How did you do it?"

Li Pingsheng’s face was ashen: "You, you... ah ah... the Heavenly King Pill from headquarters!"

At this moment, he finally remembered that among the prizes that Fang Che obtained in the young generation’s friendship battle, there was this god-level Heavenly King Pill!

However, although the Heavenly King Pill has a healing effect, isn’t its main purpose to assist in cultivation?

"Your memory is quite good." Fang Che mocked.

His divine sense was fully spread, covering hundreds of meters around.

Finding nothing, even the crawling insects in the distant grass were clearly audible in his ears.

Yet he remained cautious.

"I should have killed you... I shouldn’t have tortured you... I should have cut off your head with one slice, rather than stab your legs..." Li Pingsheng’s tone was filled with hatred and regret.

"Yes, that decision of yours was terribly wrong. If you had killed me then, I would have been dead."

Fang Che’s words made Li Pingsheng sink into utmost regret.

Fang Che smirked sarcastically, standing in front of him.

Then he pulled a black robe covering another corpse’s body, made a simple pack, and wrapped in it the complete heads of the other three people from the Li family.

Then slung it over his back, grabbed Li Pingsheng, and only then did he help stop the bleeding.

Picking him up and resuming the journey.

Throughout the process, he was fully vigilant, but no seventh enemy appeared.

"Only six of you came? Li Pingsheng, you were too careless."

Fang Che said, "If there’s a next life, make sure you learn this lesson."

Li Pingsheng closed his eyes in rage.

Six... not enough?

In complete secrecy and lifelong non-disclosure conditions, damn it, this was the maximum number I could mobilize.

Fang Che finally breathed a sigh of relief, this battle, on the surface, appeared to have been won through deceitful means.

And a counter-kill.

But Fang Che knew how dangerous it truly was.

If the opponent hadn’t been thinking of ’venting,’ and attacked with all six simultaneously, then his only escape route would have been revealing the Netherworld Battle or using the Blood Burning Skill to escape.

Even though the enemy was strong, Fang Che was confident he wouldn’t die.

But these two trump cards were too significant, Fang Che didn’t want to use either of them.

Earlier, it seemed he was subject to slaughter with no means to counterattack, but if Li Pingsheng had really gone for the kill, Fang Che would guarantee he’d jump up and run.

So Li Pingsheng’s regret was simply his own delusion.

Even in the last moments, he assured himself of the chance to escape, why reveal his trump cards?

Li Pingsheng, carried by Fang Che on the journey, wore a face full of despair. He knew he was finished, and the Li family too.

It was not just about revenge on Fang Che, but all of the Li family’s top martial artists were annihilated.

Even if the Guardian showed leniency, the Li family of Donghu State was done for.

"Fang Che! Fang Che!"

Li Pingsheng muttered through gritted teeth, cursing repeatedly, using his life, using his soul to curse.

Both his legs were severed at the root, both arms cut off at the shoulder, his whole body reduced to a stump.

But his curses never ceased.

In the air.

Bu Chou flashed by with a staff on his shoulder.

"This kid had so many deceitful tricks, he almost got me to jump down to save him! Luckily I didn’t! With his temperament, if he knows I’m secretly protecting him, wouldn’t he pierce the heavens?"