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Chapter 56 The Terrifying Dragon-Tiger Force!
Fang Qingyu looked at its disgusting appearance.

They didn't step forward immediately.

Instead, they retreated half a step each to see how many there were.

The information on the Fate Demon states that the Netherworld Whirlpool requires 400KG, and one must be proficient in visualization techniques and martial arts to be able to defeat it.

If there is only one.

That poses no threat.

As if responding to Fang Qingyu's idea, the river surface exploded into several more columns of water.

The turbid current, carrying rotting aquatic plants, gushed out.

The vines on the first appearing Namielle suddenly straightened.

Like a slingshot rubber band, it launched the two-meter-high fleshy sac onto the shore.

The fleshy sacs covered in mucus left a ten-meter-long trail of corrosion on the bluestone slab, and the umbrella-shaped human-faced flower opened its blood-red maw, emitting a foul stench.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyu flicked his thumb on the spring clip.

The blade of Mo Ting was instantly drawn from its sheath.

A glint of cold light flashed in the rain, and two thin lines, one gold and one silver, quietly and clearly emerged from the veins in the arm.

The Great Perfection of the Thunder-Slaying Blade Technique is as fast as lightning.

Before the first vine of the Netherworld Vortex could wrap around Fang Qingyu, Mo Ting had already pierced through its mouth, penetrating directly into its brain.

The covering force of the dragon and tiger made Fang Qingyu feel no pressure at all.

Even the black liquid that was sprayed out.

Although it is corrosive, when it drips onto the surface of the Dragon Tiger Power, it automatically falls off to the ground.

In ancient times, they were truly invulnerable to swords and spears.

Perhaps that's what it means.

[Destiny Demon - Nether Whirlpool has been added, reward: 1 skill point]

【River erosion species with symbiotic relationship with vines】

[Collection Progress: 1/5]

A new prompt appears on the graph.

Fang Qingyu glanced at it, then continued to focus his attention on the swirling eddies on the river's surface.

The remaining four whirlpools on the river surface suddenly contracted their fleshy sacs simultaneously.

The vines gathered strength like a tightly wound spring.

As the twelve vine whips lashed through the air, the human-faced flower fangs at their ends opened and closed, spewing out a foul-smelling, fluorescent green poisonous mist.

Fine gold and silver threads appeared on Fang Qingyu's arms.

The Dragon-Tiger Force covered his entire body.

The instant the Mo Ting blade tore through the rain curtain, a sudden burst of lightning erupted.

The blade flashed so fast it left afterimages on the retina. The three encircling vines were severed into six pieces while still in mid-air, and black blood, like tar, seeped from the cut surfaces.

Meanwhile, the second Nascent Soul Vortex had already launched a surprise attack from the right flank under the cover of the poisonous fog.

The fleshy sac bounced towards them like a water-filled balloon.

Fang Qingyu took a step back, using his weak point gaze to maintain the perfect distance.

The moment the back of the knife strikes the surface of the fleshy sac.

The blade is enhanced by the power of the dragon and tiger.

The oncoming vortex of teeth was slammed back five meters, crashing into a nearby shop and shattering into pieces.

"?"

A question mark automatically appeared above Fang Qingyu's head.

Good guy.

So what happened just now wasn't even the limit of the Dragon Tiger Force.

It can get even stronger!?
Just then, a third vine from the Netherworld Whirlpool came crashing down, wrapped around half a stone lion.

Fang Qingyu neither dodged nor yielded, and immediately kicked.

The right leg, imbued with the power of dragon and tiger, was like a battering ram, shattering the granite lion's head into pieces.

The flying pebbles instead pierced the pores of its fleshy sac. Mo Ting took advantage of the situation and poked into the crack, stirring it until the fleshy sac deflated like a punctured balloon.

It's getting more and more interesting.
Fang Qingyu began to change his fighting style and recognize the strength of the Dragon Tiger Force.

There are only two Namielle Whirlpools left.

This time, neither of them was so stupid.

Instead, they came together.

A massive pillar, twisted into a braid shape, swept across the ground, consisting of sixteen vines.

Fang Qingyu used his left hand to grip the scabbard and parry. The steel scabbard, reinforced by the Dragon and Tiger Force, withstood the heavy blow without flinching.

With his right hand, Mo Ting slashed upwards along the surface of the vine pillar, the sparks from the friction between the blade and the vines leaving a crimson-gold trail in the rain.

The moment the blade pierced the middle of the rattan pillar.

Fang Qingyu suddenly exerted force with his tiger's mouth, and the vines wrapped around the blade made a teeth-grinding screech.

Fine gold and silver threads ran up along the bulging muscles of the arm.

The force of twisting the waist and hips swung the entire rattan pillar into a full-moon-shaped bowstring.

"Get up here!!!"

The bluestone slabs cracked open like spiderwebs under the boots, and the fleshy sacs of two swirling eddies on the river surface were torn out of the water, with the roots of the vines making a crisp sound like tree roots breaking.

The blade suddenly felt lighter.

The moment the sixteen vines snapped at the root.

Fang Qingyu used the momentum to spin around and swing his knife.

The two fleshy sacs, like rotting corpses thrown by a catapult, slammed heavily onto the stone railing of the riverbank.

Before the shattered moss and slime could even splatter, the Ink Thunder Blade had already pierced through the crown of one of the flowers, following the sound of it cutting through the air.

The moment the blade pierced the umbrella-shaped corolla.

Fang Qingyu's wrist trembled slightly.

The Dragon-Tiger Force erupted along the spine of the blade, and the flesh sac burst open like a balloon filled with ink.

Only one Nascent Soul remained, swirling behind them.

The vines transformed into six bone spears, tearing through the rain and piercing straight at the back of the neck.

Sensing the danger emanating from the guards behind him.

Even with the dragon and tiger aura surrounding him, Fang Qingyu felt it was a bit slow.

Without even turning his head, he flicked the scabbard out.

The black sheath, infused with the power of dragon and tiger, transformed into a black rainbow, shattering the three bone spears in mid-air.

Then he turned around and bent his knees slightly.

Using the fragments of the bone spear, he leaped high into the air.

The inverted Mo Ting Blade reflected a cold light, and the lightning bolts were released with a roar as it fell.

There are no fancy arcs, only vertical slashes that are so fast they exceed the limits of biological reaction.

Wow!

The body, split in two, slammed heavily onto the riverbank.

There were some scorch marks at the cut.

Fang Qingyu flicked away the bits of meat stuck to the blade.

Cool! ! !
Visualization is indeed a core skill.

His combat power before he entered the sect was worlds apart from his current level.

This is only half a step into the threshold of the extraordinary.

Only martial artists are truly extraordinary!
But they haven't arrived yet?

Fang Qingyu raised his hand and glanced at the time.

Although the entire battle was almost entirely a brutal massacre, it still took about three minutes.

The mosquitoes seem to be nearby.

They should have arrived by now.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyu was about to make a radio call.

Turning around, I saw a mosquito standing there, dumbfounded.

"Qingzi. You."

Mosquito pointed to the surrounding battle scene.

The shop was ruined, black blood reeked of filth, and meat scraps littered the streets.
Every word spoke of the ferocity of the battle that had just taken place.

But let's look at Fang Qingyu.
The corners of the clothes are slightly dirty.

"I have arrived!"

Before Fang Qingyu could speak, Old Qiao's voice came through the radio.

The voice just fell.

A figure appeared beside the street.

He held the large sword in his hand and looked around.

But all they found was a horrific scene of battle.

And
Two people stood motionless beside them.

Wait until you come out of the force field again.

Various performances have already begun on both sides of the street.

On the Zihua River, the cruise ships were temporarily suspended for more than ten minutes.

Fang Qingyu and Lao Qiao walked ashore from under the curtain.

"This time I've really seen something new."

Old Joe kept sighing in amazement.

I have just finished listening to Fang Qingyu's brief account of the process.

With just a few words, he casually killed all five ghosts.

He even had the illusion that the Ghost of Fate was easy to kill.

Until I saw the footage from the combat recorder.

Only then did I realize that what Fang Qingyu said was indeed true.

It's the ultimate head-on collision.

If you dodge, I'll kill you in one strike; if you can't dodge, then I'll just take you down by force.

It brought the word "violence" to its fullest extent.

"Okay, then I'll be going now and continue my duty."

The time is not over yet.

Old Joe didn't linger any longer. He patted Fang Qingyu on the shoulder and said goodbye before leaving.

Fang Qingyu returned to the car.

Waiting for news.

However, no message came from the radio.

First, I received a phone call.

On the screen are names that have been saved but not yet typed.

Lin Kang.

(End of this chapter)