Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 217: Powerful Enemy at Level , Sea of Blood

At this moment, inside Yangyan City, the entire city was in a small-scale chaos.

After all, it was still early morning the last second, and it was dusk in the blink of an eye.

The sun in the sky was smaller than usual, and the towering mountains in the distance disappeared and turned into flat land. Not far outside the city was a paved road full of cement and asphalt, as well as a group of men and women dressed differently.

There are so many differences that anyone can tell something is wrong.

The first few warriors who discovered the situation directly captured the modern humans and interrogated them.

Seeing the other party's extraordinary martial power, he could easily lift the car and kick the door open.

Ordinary people in reality still think that he is a person with super powers who has come out of seclusion in the deep mountains and forests.

Modern people usually try their best to answer the questions asked by the other party clearly while kowtowing.

After learning this, everyone was shocked. It turned out that this was a different world where martial arts were not allowed.

As for that person with super powers, it sounds like something similar to a shaman, and can be dealt with by just a second or third level of the entrance hall.

Looking at the entire city coming over to me, all kinds of thoughts came to my mind, as if becoming a Buddha or a patriarch was no problem at all.

In the sky, looking at the bustling ancient city below, Fang Can said: "What should we do next? Should we just move?"

"You are famous in the other world, you go and convince that group of people." Superman F said lightly.

"If you don't obey, kill them all. I will move the city away in ten minutes. Because of this city, some brothers from City C are still trapped in Dayan where time has stopped."

After saying that, Superman F and the Divine Man found a hill to stop and let Fang Can handle the rest on his own.

Floating in the air with the help of the AT force field, Fang Can landed in the whistling air, staring at the whole audience and said calmly:

"You are from Da Chu. Who is the city lord? Ask him to come out and see me."

"Who are you?" a warrior asked.

But the modern residents who had seen the carnival had already subconsciously raised their hands and said in support, "Master Fang Can, you are here."

Upon hearing this name, the faces of several warriors around him immediately changed, and they looked at Fang Can with scrutiny.

White hair and red eyes, he looks exactly like the Fang Can that has been circulating recently, but why do these aliens know him? And they look so familiar with him?
"How do they know you? And how come you are here in Dayan?"

The warriors around subconsciously wanted to ask, but the air in front of them was instantly frozen.

The invisible mind transformed into a virtual arm, directly grabbed the necks of several warriors and lifted them up.

Fang Can's at force field is invisible and intangible, completely different from the magic power, internal force and true qi that are stored and flowed in the body, and is more like a magnetic field.

Ordinary warriors below the sixth level only felt that they were enveloped by an inexplicable force and were unable to struggle.

At the scene, only the mind-phase warriors could vaguely observe that the AT force field formed by the mind-phase enveloped them.

"Don't answer questions with questions." Fang Can's expression was grim. He didn't have a very good impression of the guys from Da Chu.

"Ascend... the road to heaven!" Feeling their bodies floating, the warriors at the scene flashed a trace of shock in their eyes.

But in an instant, as if sensing the movement here, another stream of blood energy came from the sky, directly covering an area of ten miles.

Fang Can raised his head slightly and saw that the entire sky seemed to be soaked and covered with blood.

The light of the setting sun shines through the sea of blood in the sky, revealing a bloody red glow that looks extremely evil. "Young Master Fang Can, you should be staying in Dayan right now, and not here."

A handsome man covered in a blood-stained robe stood on the blood river, his body lifted up by the bloody blood as he approached here.

"Blocking the sunlight in advance is not a good omen."

Fang Can raised his head and looked up at the sky. Through the cover of the sea of blood, the blood light shining through was a bloody red.

There were countless malicious thoughts mixed in it, which made him absorb the sunlight... a little faster.

After all, Fang Can’s martial art “The Immortal Demonic Body of the Sun” itself is not a righteous method.

No matter whether it is evil thoughts or good thoughts, as long as it is sunlight, it can be absorbed.

Now that the sunlight has been polluted by the sea of blood, the resentment and evil thoughts in it are like Chinese patent medicine mixed into the water. It is simply a great tonic, and the energy absorption efficiency has increased by 30%.

"My name is Xiang Yincheng, the Lord of Yangyan City. First of all, congratulations to Young Master Fang for breaking through to the first level. Then please answer my questions." The handsome man smiled elegantly, but there was no kindness in his eyes.

Just as Jiang Ning'an said at the beginning, according to the one drop of blood principle, there is only one kind of people in the entire Da Chu, and that is the Xiang clan.

People who do not have the surname Xiang or do not have the hegemonic blood in their bodies and do not comply with the one drop of blood rule will be ostracized.

Those who can cultivate to the level above the Heavenly Path are closely related to the royal family and basically cannot leave the five generations.

Strictly speaking, Xiang Yincheng is Xiang Longtao's great-grandfather, two generations older than Xiang Hongtu, so he naturally looks down on Fang Can.

But it doesn't matter. As long as we catch the man in front of us and let him have children for the Xiang family, he will be considered half a member of the Xiang family through blood and marriage.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yincheng licked the corner of his mouth gently. He had been stuck in the second level realm for more than three hundred years, so he decided to let the younger ones taste some meat first.

In the past, in order to practice, even the lower part was deducted. Now, in order to break through the third level, what difference does it make whether you are a man or a woman?
As for the problem of not being able to go back, the fact that this person from Dayan ran here is enough to explain the problem.

"I came the same way you came here." Fang Can said calmly:

"Next, you need to hand over the ownership of the entire city to me. I will rule the entire city, and then you will obey my orders."

"Of course, I know you will definitely not accept it."

As Fang Can spoke, he had already put on the armor of Xumi Mustard Seed Cleanser, and his white robe fluttered in the wind: "I will kill anyone who disobeys me!"

"I have a temper, but don't think you're powerful just because you beat a group of them."

Xiang Yincheng sneered: "Besides, there is no time for you to use the Shining Form here."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them disappeared from the spot, carrying with them a spirit of bravery and indestructibility, and their palms collided with each other.

With the surging airflow, Fang Can has entered the second state of the Evil Tiger Body-Dying and Y Divine Spell. Tens of thousands of tons of power surge in his body like a tide, and flow out to the opposite side with the help of his arms.

The wild force surged out, and Xiang Yincheng only felt a slight numbness in his arm. He was surprised that he did not gain the upper hand in this fight of strength.

When their palms collided, the two men took three steps back together. Out of consideration for the people around them, Fang Can used the force field to transfer the great force exerted on his body to the ground.

In an instant, the ground within a radius of several miles began to tremble as his footsteps retreated.

The sea of blood that was supporting Xiang Yincheng was also churning, and drops of blood fell to the ground like raindrops.

(End of this chapter)