Chapter 695: Chapter 765: Framing

Who dares to touch my mother-in-law!

As soon as these words fell, the figure with a huge blunt Heavy Sword in his grasp arrived, leaving Yang Chengji and Zhou Hao somewhat unable to react.

However, Yang Chengji was after all a Heavenly Level master. After being startled for a moment, he quickly regained his composure and immediately used his longsword to block the attack.

“Go to hell!” Fang Yi treated the Black Prison as if it were a blade and chopped straight down.

How heavy was Black Prison? Ordinary people couldn’t even lift it, and it was made of Mithril. With such a sword hacking down, the longsword in Yang Chengji’s hands was nothing more than a piece of paper, directly cleaved in two by Black Prison.

Fang Yi didn’t pause at all and attacked Yang Chengji once again.

Yang Chengji, of course, would not sit back and wait for death. He threw away the broken sword, and Zhou Hao immediately threw the Golden Snake Sword over to him: “Master, catch.”

Yang Chengji caught the Golden Snake Sword and charged forth.

The Golden Snake Sword was not an ordinary weapon, and it couldn’t easily be chopped in half. Therefore, as Yang Chengji wielded the sword and fought with Fang Yi, they exchanged several rounds, and Yang Chengji gradually began to suppress Fang Yi.

Anger brewed in Fang Yi’s heart. Although he was being suppressed, it wasn’t complete. Now that he was at the Half-step Heavenly level, how could he easily be defeated? Previously, when Fang Yi fought with Mao Yanfeng, a Heavenly Level master, he didn’t relent in the slightest.

Black Prison roared like a black dragon emerging from an abyss, the gigantic blade whistling through the air with a piercing sound, dark sword lights flashing. Fang Yi’s expression remained calm, and at this moment, he became even more composed.

“I’ve wanted to kill you for a long time. I never expected you to deliver yourself to my doorstep, just seeking your own death,” Yang Chengji said sinisterly, his Golden Snake Sword not slowing down as its whistling sound continued to ring out.

“I’ve wanted to kill you too, and now, here’s my chance,” said Fang Yi blandly.

“So you admit it… You admit you had an affair with my wife?” Yang Chengji asked, his voice filled with anger.

“It turns out you’re just jealous…” A mocking smile played on Fang Yi’s lips, his tone growing colder: “Let me tell you the truth, I’ve been involved with Sect Leader Hua for quite some time now; we’ve even shared a bed. What can you possibly do to me?”

“Ah!!!” Yang Chengji suddenly roared in rage, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Fang Yi with hate and venom: “I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you!”

Like a madman, Yang Chengji charged at Fang Yi once more with the Golden Snake Sword, his attacks more ferocious than before, each move aimed to kill Fang Yi.

However, when a person is irrational, there’s a very high chance of making mistakes, and that’s exactly what happened to Yang Chengji. In his inability to remain calm, his weaknesses were fully exposed.

Fang Yi seized an opportunity to lift his sword and go on the offensive. He used Divine Travel Steps to circle behind Yang Chengji, and the gigantic Black Prison, as if breaking free from his grip, smacked down on the back of Yang Chengji’s head. With a thump, Yang Chengji crashed into a tree trunk.

Seizing the momentum, Fang Yi lifted Black Prison and went in again. Yang Chengji suddenly turned around, and a streak of sword light thrust forward. Fang Yi effortlessly parried the Golden Snake Sword, and swung Black Prison once more.

This time it smacked directly onto Yang Chengji’s face. Yang Chengji’s body wobbled, thrown to the ground by Black Prison, his head spinning and seeing stars.

Whoosh!

The blunt Black Prison descended from above, stabbing directly into Yang Chengji’s thigh, nearly cleaving it in half…

“Antidote,” Fang Yi said indifferently.

At this moment, Hua Huiyue had already passed out. From her pale, haggard face, it was evident that she had been poisoned.

Yang Chengji’s thigh was chopped off, leaving him utterly immobile. He sneered menacingly, “Want the antidote? I’m sorry, but there is no antidote. That poison slowly saps one’s strength until they die in agony, and nobody can save them.”

Fang Yi said, “Still… you were husband and wife. How could you be so cruel as to kill her? Where is your conscience?”

Yang Chengji replied, “No poison, no great man.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Yi’s eyebrows raised, and in the next moment, he drew Black Prison. Yang Chengji let out a painful scream, but before he could finish, another scream followed…

Because Fang Yi had slashed Black Prison into Yang Chengji’s other thigh.

Fang Yi coldly demanded, “I said… the antidote!”

Yang Chengji cried out in pain, “I don’t have it!”

“No?” Fang Yi’s expression was as cold as ice. “If there’s no antidote, then you might as well die.”

As he spoke, Fang Yi pulled Black Prison out again, and the originally fearless Yang Chengji now showed a look of horror, his eyes widened, stark white with fear.

“Don’t… don’t kill me… please…” Yang Chengji, terrified of death, finally begged for mercy.

But would Fang Yi show mercy?

No!

Back then, Yang Chengji had forced the death of Bai Jingjing’s most respected elder, Ye Yi, and had repeatedly tried to kill him. He had also poisoned Hua Huiyue. Fang Yi was not a man to show leniency.

Yang Chengji deserved to die!

With a swing of Black Prison, a streak of black light flashed, and as the sound of flesh being pierced echoed, Yang Chengji’s head was severed from his body. Fang Yi’s eyes were cold and unfeeling, betraying no emotion.

Fang Yi glanced around. Zhou Hao had long since disappeared, only the unconscious Hua Huiyue was leaning against a tree. Fang Yi’s thoughts were entirely focused on Hua Huiyue; he didn’t pursue Zhou Hao, confident that as long as Zhou Hao was on this mountain, he wouldn’t be able to escape.

Fang Yi crouched down, gently patted Hua Huiyue’s delicate cheek, and said, “Sect Leader Hua, wake up…”

“Cold… so cold…” Hua Huiyue suddenly murmured in her delirious state.

Cold?

Hua Huiyue was already wrapped in a fur coat. If she still felt cold, then it must be the poison taking effect…

He immediately took her pulse and, after a moment, Fang Yi parted Hua Huiyue’s red lips and observed carefully. He had a rough idea of the poison affecting her.

It was a slow-acting poison, spreading according to the vitality of one’s blood circulation. Hua Huiyue must have been exerting her internal power before, which caused the poison to spread. Otherwise, in this snowy mountainous region, the poison would not have proliferated so rapidly.

To cure this poison wasn’t impossible, which involved exercising internal power to force out the clump of poisonous blood inside Hua Huiyue’s body.

But at that moment, a group of people rushed over from afar at an astonishing speed. Fang Yi’s ears twitched, and he looked up. When he saw the imposing crowd charging toward them, his brow furrowed, and his heart sank.

Leading them was a young man running the fastest. Upon reaching the group, he exclaimed loudly, “Look! I didn’t lie to you. This man not only poisoned our Sky Sword Sect’s Sect Leader but even killed Vice Sect Leader Yang, who is my master. You must all avenge my master. I, Zhou Hao, would be willing to undergo any hardship in my next life as repayment.”