Chapter 1232 Heavy Damage
Ying Guangping took action in anger, completely forgetting that Fang Bai had strength that was not weaker than his own.
The dozens of Tianji Sect disciples who were watching had always thought that Fang Bai was just a Zhou-level mid-level warrior, and thought that a casual slap from Deacon Ying might kill half of Fang Bai's life.
The Tianji Sect disciples only wanted to get Fang Bai's cultivation resources, and no one cared about his life or death. Seeing Deacon Ying beating Fang Bai, they all crossed their arms and laughed, waiting to see Fang Bai deflate.
Sure enough, the next moment Deacon Ying took out his palm, a figure flew high into the air, drew a parabola in the air, and then fell into a swamp not far away.
"Look, this is what happens when that kid provokes Deacon Ying! Hahaha..."
A Tianji Sect disciple pointed at the figure with his head stuck in the mud and his limbs struggling wildly, and laughed loudly.
However, while smiling, he suddenly realized something was wrong. His mouth was still open, but his laughter stopped abruptly.
"The man in the quagmire... looks a bit like Elder Ying!"
The Ji Sect disciple seemed to have seen something incredible that day, his eyes bulged out and he muttered to himself.
"What does it look like? That's Elder Ying!"
Another Tianji Sect disciple raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, shouting angrily.
The man who fell upside down in the mud was wearing the unique attire of a deacon of the Tianji Sect. Any fool knew that it must be Ying Guangping.
"The person in the swamp is Deacon Ying, but what about the young man named Fang Bai?"
Dozens of Tianji Sect disciples thought of this and turned their eyes to where Fang Bai was standing.
Fang Bai put his hands behind his back, with a smile on his lips. He stood there, seemingly not moving from the beginning to the end.
In fact, at the same time as Ying Guangping's slap came out, Fang Bai also took action. He punched Ying Guangping in the face, sending Ying Guangping flying away.
But he moved so fast that no one at the scene could see clearly.
In fact, in terms of strength, Fang Bai and Ying Guangping are almost the same, but Ying Guangping first despises Fang Bai, and secondly, he is sure that Fang Bai does not dare to take action when surrounded by dozens of strong men on his side. There was no warning, so I suffered a big loss.
Among the strong, even a little negligence can lead to disaster.
Ying Guangping fell upside down in the mire, his entire face collapsed by Fang Bai's punch. After struggling for a moment, he fainted. He paid a heavy price for underestimating his enemy.
Dozens of disciples of the Tianji Sect never expected that Fang Bai, who was as docile as a lamb last night, would turn into a ferocious beast today and kill Deacon Ying, who had the elementary strength of the universe, with one punch.
All this happened in a flash of lightning, so that dozens of Tianji Sect disciples looked at Ying Guangping who was unconscious in the mud and could not react for a long time.
"Chirp..."
A long roar suddenly came from Fang Bai's mouth.
The silver-winged eagle, the pet bird that stood proudly on the treetops in the distance and was tamed by Ying Guangping, heard Fang Bai's whistle, and its bright and sharp eyes first became confused, and then turned blood red.
With a violent aura, the aggressive silver-winged eagle spread its wings and flew down from high altitude toward the Tianji Sect disciples surrounding Fang Bai.
The attack power of the silver-winged eagle exceeded that of most Tianji Sect disciples at the scene. At this moment, it flapped its wings and swooped in with a wave of violence. The crazy and violent aura that swept down immediately caused dozens of Tianji Sect disciples at the scene to attack. The disciples of the sect were panicked, and their first reaction was to flee quickly to avoid being hurt by the sharp claws of the silver-winged eagle.
Just as they had this idea, they felt a powerful and fierce force of true energy suddenly attack, but it was Fang Bai who launched the attack before they could move.
Dozens of Tianji Sect disciples are all Zhou-level experts. If they are fully prepared and work together, Fang Bai may not be their opponent.
Fang Bai, who was well aware of this, did not give the other party a chance to join forces at all, and took a preemptive approach, using the Silver Winged Eagle to disrupt their minds and distract their energy, while at the same time launching a lightning-fast attack himself.
Fang Bai possesses a combat power comparable to that of a junior Yu-level warrior. When he strikes, he does it with all his strength, with the force of thunder.
Fang Bai's attack was fast and fierce. Before the disciples of the Tianji Sect could react, dozens of them were blown away by his fists, were severely injured, and lost their fighting power.
Fang Bai's swift and fierce offensive and a dozen of his companions were severely injured in an instant, causing the confidence of other Tianji Sect disciples to collapse. They did not have the courage to confront Fang Bai and fled in all directions like lost dogs.
The silver-winged eagle in the sky began to show its power at this time, roaring fiercely, spreading its wings quickly, and attacking the Tianji Sect disciples who were fleeing in all directions.
"This group of disciples of the Tianji Sect have been stationed here all year round. I don't know how many cultivation resources they have plundered. This time it is easier for me."
Ying Guangping passed out and the disciples of Tianji Sect fled. Fang Bai, who was no longer threatened, relaxed and walked towards the swamp where Ying Guangping fell into.
Fang Bai naturally didn't go to save Ying Guangping.
After he arrived at Ying Guangping's side, he grabbed Ying Guangping's collar and dragged him to the beach. He took the space ring on Ying Guangping's finger as his own and threw Ying Guangping into the sea.
The vast sea of purgatory is vast and boundless, with high winds and rough waves, and many ferocious beasts under the sea. Ying Guangping, who fainted, was thrown into it, and his life and death could only be left to fate.
Fang Bai only cares about how many cultivation resources are stored in Ying Guangping's space ring, and is too lazy to care about his life and death.
As for whether the Tianji Sect would find him to avenge Ying Guangping after his death, Fang Bai didn't care.
No matter how powerful the Tianji Sect is, it is only a first-class sect. Although it has many disciples and has more than a dozen universe-level experts, its overall strength is daunting. However, Shenwu Continent is vast and Fang Bai is proficient in the art of disguise, so he can definitely do it. Shenlong has seen his head but not his tail. It is not easy for Tianji Sect to find him and take revenge.
"Good guy, how many cultivation resources has Ying Guangping collected?"
When Fang Bai penetrated a ray of spiritual consciousness into Ying Guangping's space ring and saw the mountains of high-grade cultivation resources, he couldn't help but marvel.
When Fang Bai was in Tianshengzhou before, he had obtained the treasures of the second-grade sect. Although the quantity was astonishing, its value was not as good as the cultivation resources in Ying Guangping's space ring.
This shows how precious the cultivation resources that Ying Guangping collected were. It is no exaggeration to say that he is as rich as the enemy of the sect.
Moreover, the "Zong" in "The Rich and Enemy Sect" refers to the second-grade sect.
The elated Fang Bai put away Ying Guangping's space ring, then walked to other Tianji Sect disciples who had suffered heavy losses, and took off their space rings one by one and kept them.
Although the cultivation resources in the space rings of other Tianji Sect disciples are far less than those of Ying Guangping, the total amount is quite large.
Fang Bai's original training resources have been exhausted long ago. The training resources he has obtained from this group of Tianji Sect disciples are enough for him to practice for three to five months. How can he not be happy?