Fang Yue's pupils shrank, his expression drastically changing.

The corpse, seizing the opportunity, accelerated and arrived before Fang Yue, raising its hand like a blade, substituting for sword techniques.

"Hahahaha! So this is the popular cultivation method outside? Hmm... it has the flavor of the Liehuo Sect, not much improvement compared to before!"

The flaming hand-blade slashed towards Fang Yue, its sharpness actually suppressing the edge of the Lengyue Blade!

Fang Yue barely managed to raise his sword to block...

Bang!!

"-1!"

The blade of the Lengyue Blade shattered, scattering in pieces on the ground.

Amidst the fragments of the broken Lengyue Blade, Fang Yue was struck squarely in the chest by the corpse's hand-blade!

Boom!!

"-51!"

Flames erupted, and Fang Yue's chest felt like it had been struck with a heavy hammer, sending him flying backward to crash against a bronze pillar in the bronze room.

The Lengyue Blade, the Lengyue Blade was destroyed?!

How could its hand-blade be so powerful!

He looked at the hilt in his hand and the burning pain in his chest, his face ashen.

"Surprised? A martial artist's body isn't such a useless thing. Let me give you a lesson, the body is the strongest weapon!"

The corpse instantly gave chase, the Liehuo hand-blade again aimed at Fang Yue's chest.

Discarding the hilt, Fang Yue scrambled to roll to the side, the scorching flaming hand-blade passing over his head, igniting a few strands of his hair.

Quickly rolling to create distance, when he looked up to observe the corpse, his health had already returned to full, and a cooling sensation suppressed the burning wound on his chest.

Breath of the Night, forever a godsend!

Fortunately, Fang Yue had stalled until nightfall while searching for the ruins.

Otherwise, the situation now might have been a different outcome.

"Ho? Very agile!"

The corpse shook its right hand that had struck the bronze pillar, and then, with a whoosh, both hands burst into raging flames simultaneously.

"Liehuo Xinfa, very impressive!"

Flames ignited on its feet, and the corpse's speed surged once again!

Fang Yue's pupils constricted...

"Liehuo Xinfa!!"

Flames engulfed Fang Yue's entire body, and he met the corpse head-on like a ball of fire.

Fists against hand-blades!

Bang!!

A loud crash as the two collided.

"-11!"

A number appeared above the corpse's head.

"-30!"

A number appeared above Fang Yue's head.

The corpse's attack was more powerful, but Fang Yue's force dissipation was not to be underestimated!

"Interesting!"

With a moment's pause, the corpse began to unleash a flurry of hand-blades.

Slash slash slash slash slash slash!

Block block block block block block!

The frantic offense was met with Fang Yue's tight defense!

As the corpse's final kick landed on his defending arm, it pulled back.

When it landed, it leisurely clapped its hands.

"Very good blocking and counterattacks. But, are you a pig? I took three punches from you, and my health barely decreased by a tenth."

"And you, you've taken at least fifteen hand-blades from me. Based on the health of your body, you probably only have a tenth of your health left, on the verge of critical injury. Do you think you have a chance of winning with this kind of exchange?"

The corpse grinned, its aura seemingly rising again.

But Fang Yue looked at it expressionlessly.

"Oh, I'm a pig, I'm about to die."

The corpse's smile faltered slightly.

For some reason, it couldn't sense any fear from Fang Yue.

"You're not afraid?"

"What is the desire for life, what is the pursuit of death? My birth is great, like obtaining glory."

"Oh, still an idealistic poet!"

The corpse was awestruck; that's a high level of ideological awareness.

"Alright, I like poets the most in my life, now, I'll give you a quick death! Give you some dignity!"

Boom!!

The flames that had been gathered on the corpse's limbs suddenly compressed inward. The fiery red flames were now gradually turning to a scorching white!

Almost as soon as Fang Yue adopted a defensive stance, the corpse, burning with scorching white flames, was already in front of him.

That speed was several levels higher than before!

And the terrifying heat was already causing '-1' '-1' damage numbers to appear above Fang Yue's head, even before the attack landed.

"This is my final mercy to you, die!!"

The violent punch absorbed all the scorching white flames on the corpse, as if compressed to the extreme, and erupted completely when it struck Fang Yue's chest, which was guarded by his arms.

Boom!!!

The raging, scorching white flames instantly engulfed Fang Yue.

The entire scene was filled with white flames, and Fang Yue's figure was completely obscured.

-351!!

"This is the true secret of the Liehuo Xinfa! Too bad, you're already..."

The corpse was reminiscing, as if lost in thought.

Suddenly, a hand shot out from the scorching white flames on the ground, instantly gripping its neck, cutting off its words!

What?!

The corpse's pupils constricted as it saw Fang Yue, who should have been dead, counter-grabbing it from the waves of scorching white flames, slowly lifting it off the ground!

"Now, it's my turn!!"

A hideous voice filled with a ferocious grin came from Fang Yue's mouth, which had been burned through by the scorching white flames.

The inextinguishable scorching white flames, like Amaterasu, clung to Fang Yue's face, body, and hands, burning fiercely.

Above his head, '-5!' '-11!' '-9' and other damage numbers continued to pop up.

But Fang Yue was still alive.

Alive and well!

"Im... impossible!! I probed your body, as a second-rate Houtian realm cultivator, your health couldn't possibly withstand my attacks! That previous attack should have killed you! It should have killed you!!"

The corpse struggled and roared, but Fang Yue paid no heed.

He was just throwing punches.

Frantically throwing punches!

One punch! Two punches! Three punches! Four punches!

-35!

-38!

-32!

-30!

Without being blocked, Fang Yue's attacks landed fully on the corpse.

The previously high-spirited corpse screamed miserably.

No matter how the corpse hammered Fang Yue's right hand or kicked his body, Fang Yue remained unmoving, allowing the damage numbers to pop up, like a blood bull, exchanging blood with it.

"Impossible! Impossible! How can your health be so abundant! This is impossible!!"

The corpse finally panicked.

Although Fang Yue's attack damage wasn't high, it couldn't withstand being beaten continuously!

Moreover, it had copied Fang Yue's body, and with the inherited stats, its health... was only a mere 400 points!

Therefore, the corpse was shedding its skin!

The skin deflated like a punctured balloon.

Fang Yue noticed that the corpse was no longer fighting back but was changing its form, trying to do something. He immediately sped up his attack rate, the Liehuo Fist Technique, every punch hitting flesh.

Today, I will be a Kine Fist! A Kine Fist of the Bizarre! Specially hitting the Bizarre, every punch to the flesh!

Seemingly sensing Fang Yue's increased attack speed and the faster rate at which health was dropping, the corpse's expression changed drastically.

"Wait..."

Bang!

A punch landed on the corpse's nose.

-41!

"Corpse, huh!"

It barely shook its head to recover, and another punch was already at the door.

"Lord Mo, huh!"

Bang!

Seeing stars!

-36!

"Don't, don't do this!"

Bang!

-39!

"Final mercy, huh!"

"I, I..."

Bang!

"What what what! Stuttering, huh!"

The corpse was on the verge of tears, "Don't hit my head! Wait for me to shed my skin..."

Bang!

-44!

"Shedding skin, huh!"

"You you you!"

Bang!

"Trying to say I'm dishonorable, huh!"

"..."

Bang!

"Not speaking, pretending to be a master, huh!"

I!!

Bang!!

"Pretending to be a pro by not talking, huh!"

The corpse was dazed, beaten senseless.

Looking at the mere dozen or so points of health remaining, it was afraid.

"Let's talk..."

"I'll give you a horse punch, go to the underworld and talk about it!"

Fang Yue didn't care, his last heavy punch, containing scorching flames, directly knocked the shriveled monster to the ground.

-99!