Cultivation Goddess
Chapter 82. Fighting Together
The Old Chief stood hovering beside Fang Yin. It was seen that his breath was still panting after the panting fist overcame the chaos caused by Yuan Wong.
"I appreciate your help, young man, but you better get out of this fight. Even though he is below my cultivation realm, but the spirit beast form is a very difficult form to overcome. I'm afraid this will endanger your life again" said the Old Chief trying to give understanding to his best friend's son with soft language.
Fang Yin looked at the Old Chief with a cold glint. Currently Fang Yin's body was already possessed by two dragon spirits fused in his power. He can still control himself but not his emotions.
The dragon spirit within his body was extremely bloodthirsty. When he smelled the presence of other spirit beasts around him, his fighting instinct would rise up and force his owner to fight with him.
Seeing the look in Fang Yin's eyes that implied a terrifying aura made the Old Chief choose to leave it alone. The nature of the beast within him could have turned to attack him if he felt in the way.
"Sup to you! But don't let the beast hurt you!" Finally the Old Chief could do nothing but let Fang Yin join the fight with him.
"Let's destroy this troublemaker!" fang Yin said excitedly with a smile on her back.
Actually the Old Chief was able to overcome this troublemaker and win this fight easily because he was holding the Nine Star Sword in his hand, but he could not control the spirit of the beast that was in the body of his best friend's son that could have caused new problems for him.
From a distance Jian Heng was astonished to see the familiarity that intertwined between Fang Yin and Old Chief when they had never met before.
They were very compact in their fight against Yuan Wong. Fang Yin took out the Ice Storm Force while the Old Chief attacked Yuan Wong with the Sun God Sword.
Yuan Wong's spirit beast form allowed him to easily dodge the Old Chief's attack. As usual, Fang Yin did not directly attack recklessly. He always looked for his opponent's weakness first before making a deadly attack for him.
From the fight that occurred between the Old Chief and Yuan Wong, Fang Yin saw Yuan Wong always dodging the ground. Whenever pressed, he always spared his body from touching the floor. When he almost fell to the ground, he tried to support his body with the energy sword he had set on the ground.
Fang Yin smiled happily, the crown of ice on his head shining so brightly like sparkling lake water reflecting the moonlight.
Both of his hands he stretched out with his palms opening upwards. Unlike the previous ones, this time behind Fang Yin began to appear a two-headed dragon shadow that looked extremely sinister. The dragon's body gave off an extremely terrifying red light.
The wind blew softly but carried a bone-chilling cold. The ice flowers appearing on the leaves made the surroundings of the place shrouded in snow. The flames that were in Yuan Wong's hands were getting smaller in the press by the Ice Storm Force released by Fang Yin.
Slowly Fang Yin raised his right hand upwards then appeared a shimmering ice crystal under his control. His left hand did the same.
"I? Hmm. .. I was Da Xia's student the Ice Swordsman. You already know about him, don't you?" replied Fang Yin loudly.
Not only Yuan Wong, the Old Chief was shocked to hear Fang Yin mention the swordsman's name. It took at least a year to master this stance at the lowest level. But Fang Yin had already mastered this style at the intermediate level.
Seeing his age that was still a dozen years old it felt so surprising to them after they had also seen the Ice Shield Skill He had mastered perfectly.
For seasoned cultivators like the Old Chief and Yuan Wong who knew the difficulty of this style, this was a frightening thing.
Fang Yin's cruel gaze made the furs of Rome bristle.
Before Fang Yin attacked him, Yuan Wong threw an attack at him first.
The attack was greeted by Fang Yin with his ice crystal.
Duarr!
The snow was scattered like the local rain.
This action of mutual attack continued until Yuan Wong moved forward to strike a melee blow at Fang Yin.
Fang Yin pretended not to dodge, as soon as Yuan Wong approached Fang Yin moved swiftly by contorting his body to grab his legs.
"Aarr!" yuan Wong screeched as his legs touched by Fang Yin's hand froze and became a ballast that carried his body sliding down.
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