C282 Competition for the Spirit Sword Resources

Mo Yiqing placed the lifeless Mo Han on the ground and then slowly stood up. At this moment, he looked as though he had instantly aged several tens of years.

He turned around, and his eyes shone with a terrifying light as he looked at Fang Chen, as if he wanted to tear Fang Chen into shreds.

"Mo Han is my only grandson."

Mo Yiqing stared at Fang Chen and said calmly.

Fang Chen also looked at Mo Yiqing warily. In his hands, the Hidden Dragon Sword was tightly clenched, and on life and death arena, there were a few fragmented fragments of the Milky Way Sword.

Crash …

Law Enforcement Elder's eyes were filled with shock. However, he did not have the time to be shocked, his body flashed, and appeared above life and death arena, blocking in front of Fang Chen, and said.

"But …" He killed my only grandson. " Mo Yiqing's voice was filled with anger.

Mo Yiqing's heart burned with anger. He wanted to kill Fang Chen, but with Law Enforcement Elder, he could not do it.

"This is the rule of the life-and-death battle. Mo Han's death has nothing to do with Fang Chen." Law Enforcement Elder said.

Boom …

As soon as Law Enforcement Elder finished speaking, a majestic aura instantly emanated from his body. His long robe fluttered even though there was no wind.

He walked onto the life and death arena step by step, stared at Fang Chen who was behind the Law Enforcement Elder and said coldly: "Although I cannot kill you because of the rules, I can't let you use one of my arms to dispel the hatred in my heart."

Whoosh …

Mo Yiqing's fist suddenly swung out, and a majestic fist light directly bypassed Law Enforcement Elder, and appeared in front of Fang Chen.

The Law Enforcement Elder wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Mo Yiqing.

"Law Enforcement Elder, my only grandson, died in his hands just like that. I only cut off one of his arms, and you want to stop him?"

Just as Law Enforcement Elder was hesitating, Mo Yiqing's fist aura had already approached Fang Chen.

Fang Chen activated his own Dao Body and wanted to block, but right at that moment, a roar came from afar, followed by a blinding light. Hong!

"Mo Yiqing, you dare to ignore the rules of the Baimei Sword Sect?"

A thunderous roar came from afar, and after Mo Yiqing heard it, his expression changed slightly as he stopped in his tracks.

Instantly, a figure appeared above the life and death arena, his face was filled with fury; if he had come even later, Fang Chen would have been crippled by Mo Yiqing.

Thinking of this, his heart was filled with endless rage.

"Mo Yiqing, as an outer sect elder, you actually attacked an outer sect disciple." The white-bearded old man said angrily.

Seeing the appearance of the white-bearded old man, Fang Chen knew that he was safe. Even if Mo Yiqing had ten times the guts, he wouldn't dare to attack in front of the white-bearded old man.

However, Fang Chen hated the feeling of being controlled. He needed to become stronger, only by becoming stronger could he be able to protect himself from others.

"Elder Jian."

Seeing white-bearded old man's appearance, Law Enforcement Elder cupped his hands and said to Mo Yiqing.

Who is the white-bearded old man? He was the Junior Brother of the Baimei Sword Sect's Sect Leader, and in the Baimei Sword Sect, his position was only slightly lower than the Sect Leader.

Seeing how furious white-bearded old man was, Mo Yiqing's expression continuously changed.

"The Sword Elder taught me a lesson, but it was also because of my grandson's death that I was unable to control the anger in my heart." Mo Yiqing said in a low voice.

Evidently, Mo Yiqing did not want to offend the white-bearded old man as well. After all, the white-bearded old man had the most authority if the Sect Leader did not appear.

"Hmph …"

The white-bearded old man snorted coldly, then left with Fang Chen.

Arriving at Fang Chen's courtyard, the white-bearded old man checked Fang Chen's body. There were no injuries and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle." Fang Chen thanked him.

"It's alright, how did you end up fighting Mo Han to the death?" white-bearded old man waved his hand and asked.

Fang Chen explained the entire situation. After white-bearded old man heard about it, he nodded and said, "Be careful of Mo Yiqing, in the outer sect, he will definitely take revenge. This time you have killed his grandson, he will definitely bear a grudge against you."

"I know." Fang Chen said.

In the end, before white-bearded old man left, he praised Fang Chen and thought that he improved quickly.

After entering the Baimei Sword Sect for a short period of time, he was already able to kill Mo Han.

white-bearded old man left after a few more words of warning.

The news of Fang Chen killing Mo Han instantly spread throughout the Baimei Sword Sect. Countless disciples discussed in succession, and their hearts were all incomparably shocked.

It had not even been three months since Fang Chen entered the Baimei Sword Sect and his strength had already grown to this extent. Some people even thought that Fang Chen would be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Xiahou Wu in the near future.

Of course, many people did not agree with this view.

Disregarding everything else, just Xiahou Wu's cultivation was already at the terrifying Seventh level of the Qi Hai realm, and Fang Chen was merely at the Third level of the Qi Hai realm.

There was a difference of four levels between the two. Each level of Qi Hai realm was a great difference, and a difference of four levels was sufficient for some people to catch up to for their entire lives.

Ever since he killed Mo Han, Fang Chen had been resting in the courtyard and he would occasionally stroll around.

Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, it was time for the monthly competition for the Spirit Sword Sect's resources.

On that day, Fang Chen arrived at the plaza, where many disciples were fighting over the Spirit Sword Sect's resources.

Xiahou Wu was still as peerless as ever, no one could compare to him, his astonishing punch, caused countless disciples to be endlessly envious.

Only after an entire morning passed did the competition for the Spirit Sword Sect's resources come to an end.

This time, Fang Chen managed to get himself twelve hours, which was definitely good news for him. Cultivating inside the Spirit Sword Formation was countless times better than cultivating outside.

Just as Fang Chen was about to leave, he suddenly noticed Liu Ming, who was at the side of the plaza. His eyes flickered, and his face revealed a strange smile, and then under the gaze of the disciples, he slowly walked over to Liu Ming.

Liu Zheng, who was about to leave, also noticed Fang Chen walking towards him.

"He came to find me before I even got myself into trouble?" Liu Sheng narrowed his eyes, looked at Fang Chen, and muttered to himself.

Fang Chen walked in front of Liu Clan, and under the gazes of numerous disciples, he said something that made everyone dumbstruck.

"Four hours worth of spirit sword resources." Fang Chen said.

"You want to give me the eight hours' worth of Spirit Sword resources?" Liu Sheng repeated his question, thinking that he had misheard.

"Wrong, it was you who wanted to give me the eight hours' worth of Spirit Sword resources." Fang Chen said with a smile.

Previously, when he was still weak, Liu Clan openly asked him for the Spirit Sword Resources. If not for Liu Clan's hematite, the Spirit Sword Resources would have been snatched away by them.

Right now, Fang Chen's cultivation had reached the peak of the Third level of the Qi Hai realm, so naturally he was not afraid of Liu Clan, so he wanted to take revenge.

"What?" You want to steal my spirit sword's resources? " Hearing Fang Chen's words, Liu Sheng felt as if he had heard a very funny joke.

"When you steal someone else's Spirit Sword Sect's resources, you must be prepared to be robbed by them." Fang Chen said with a smile on his face.

The Liu Clan's expression completely darkened.

"Do you think that just by killing Mo Han, you can act so tyrannically in the outer sect?" "In front of my Liu Clan, you are still trash."

The Liu Clan's cultivation had reached 6th level of the Qi Hai realm, and Fang Chen's strength, was also comparable to Fifth level of the Qi Hai realm. He, the Liu Clan, did not care at all.

Therefore, when he heard Fang Chen asking for his Spirit Sword resources, he could not help but laugh maniacally, and within his laughter, there was ridicule.

"I'll give you three breaths of time to think it over." Fang Chen said.

In the Baimei Sword Sect, the strong were respected. As long as you had the strength, even if you stole other people's spirit sword resources, the higher ups would not say anything.

However, as an outstanding disciple of the outer sect of the Baimei Sword Sect, everyone was arrogant and disdainful to do such a thing. Only the Liu Clan would bully a new disciple.

On the plaza, there were still a few disciples that had yet to leave. They were all spectating and enjoying the show.

"There's no need to think about it. I will be accepting all of your Spirit Sword Sect's resources." Liu Sheng sneered.

"In that case …"

Fang Chen did not say anything else. He used his actions to tell the Liu Clan that he had the ability to take away the Spirit Sword Sect's resources.

Boom …

A majestic sword intent directly appeared in Fang Chen's mind and then revolved around Fang Chen. In an instant, many of the surrounding disciples could not help but retreat.

"So powerful."

Many disciples exclaimed in their hearts, and their faces were full of shock.

"Fighting with my Liu Clan, you are courting death."

When Liu Ming saw Fang Chen making his move, he was naturally furious. Furthermore, he was afraid that Fang Chen would use his trump card, so with a flash, he immediately took the initiative.

Whoosh …

A ray of cold light shot out from Liu Sheng's sword, and instantly flew towards Fang Chen.

"Water-Fire Sword Art."

Fang Chen unleashed the fifth level of the Water-Fire Sword Art, combined with the early stage Soul-Soldier s, and unleashed a sharp attack.

Bang Bang Bang...

The Sword-light of fire and water collided with Liu Clan's sword light, instantly shattering Liu Clan's sword light, and caused Liu Clan's body to continuously retreat.

"Hmm?"

Liu Ming steadied himself. His eyes flashed and he said in a cold voice, "No wonder you dare to steal my Liu Clan's Spirit Sword Sect's resources. It seems your cultivation has broken through."

"Do you think you can take away my Liu Dynasty's Spirit Sword Resources just because your cultivation makes a breakthrough?" Liu Sheng coldly said as he looked down at Fang Chen.

"I had originally planned to leave some of the Spirit Sword resources for you, but now that I've changed my mind, I want all of your Spirit Sword resources." Fang Chen said.

The Liu Family's Spirit Sword resources could last for a full fifteen hours. To ordinary disciples, this was definitely a huge number.

Hearing Fang Chen's arrogant words, Liu Sheng squinted his eyes and laughed: "Hmph, I'm just afraid that at that time, your spirit sword resources will not be preserved."

He had originally planned to go to the Spirit Sword Sect's restrictions to cultivate first. After his cultivation breaks through to the middle stage of the 6th level of the Qi Hai realm, he would deal with Fang Chen.

Obviously, this plan needed to be brought forward.

However, it didn't matter if he advanced in time because he, the Liu Clan, held the initiative.