The dried-up internal force had been refilled.

The rampaging flames were unstoppable!

Bathed in flames, Fang Yue, like a demon from the fire, grinned hideously…

Bang!!

In the next instant, the floor where he had been standing exploded open.

He himself had already been ejected like a burning cannonball!

Each time he stepped down, the ground shattered, sending rubble and dust flying.

Fang Yue rampaged like a demolition crew, bringing with him a cloud of dust and rubble, almost destroying half the room.

When Fang Yue charged in front of the stunned Xia Xiyu, his fist, charged with power and wrapped in extreme white flames, was already smashing down on Xia Xiyu’s head.

Strong Fist… Skull Fracture (Physical)!!

Before the fist even arrived, the fierce heatwave of the flames was already scorching her hair and the surface of her skin.

That fairy-like delicate face was turning into bloody pulp in the high-temperature flames.

Her thick long hair was dissolved on the spot by the high temperature, not a single strand remaining. She was instantly bald.

Her whole person became a bloody mess…

Amidst Xia Xiyu’s intense screams, the Hero's Fist finally landed on her forehead!

Dong!!

A loud crash, echoing throughout the entire room, reverberated for a long time!

Xia Xiyu’s head was directly smashed in on the spot.

Her skull shattered inch by inch, creating a hole, and blood splattered everywhere!

The raging force directly drove Xia Xiyu’s body down, heavily slamming it onto the ground, and at the instant her face impacted the ground…

Bang!!

The ground instantly cracked, creating a circular pit.

She herself was already lying quietly in the pit, her body twitching, completely still.

The power of a single punch was terrifying!

Silence!

Deathly silence!

Everyone was staring blankly at Xia Xiyu, who had fallen on the ground, their minds blank.

Because all of this had happened too fast!

From Ning Wudian suddenly smashing out of the wall, to the dark shadow punching Xia Xiyu away, and finally the flames soaring into the sky, ending Xia Xiyu’s life amidst dust and rubble.

The entire combo was executed with the rhythm completely under Fang Yue’s control, smooth and seamless, without any pauses.

By the time this group of servants moved their bodies, wanting to go and provide support, Fang Yue had already gone crazy with the killing, and Xia Xiyu's corpse was already cold.

Oh, that’s not quite right, it should be said that it still had a bit of warmth.

Because of the lingering power of Fang Yue's flames, the remaining embers were still crackling on Xia Xiyu's corpse.

At this moment, Fang Yue stomped on the remaining half of Xia Xiyu's head, shook his head like Yue Ye, combined his armor like Wu Ao, and twisted his head vividly and figuratively. A two-meter-long high-temperature fire blade burst out from his ring, and he grinned hideously, shouting.

"Who else!!"

As if frightened by this roar, Ning Wudian, who had been lying on the ground barely alive, didn't know where he got the strength from, and actually ran out on his hands and feet in terror. He slipped twice when he got up, shivering all over in fright.

Where did this monster come from, where did this monster come from!!

Ning Wudian never expected that things would turn out like this.

Just a moment ago, they were still playing Fang Yue in the palm of their hands!

The next moment, Xia Xiyu's corpse was already ice cold! And he himself was so seriously injured that even running away was difficult.

"Protect me! Protect me!!"

Ning Wudian screamed shrilly, and the surrounding servants finally reacted, rushing towards Fang Yue one after another.

The next moment…

Boom!!

Raging flames erupted behind Ning Wudian.

Ning Wudian looked back and his pupils suddenly constricted.

In the room, flames soared into the sky, the room almost turning into a battlefield of fire, flames everywhere, burning everything.

Those servants, who were usually arrogant and proud of their strength, those who were known as the elite of the Houtian Third-Rate Realm, were now like fragile puppets, easily cut in two by Fang Yue's casual slash, and kicked away with a single foot.

This person, with every gesture, was like a war god!

His pupils constricting violently, Ning Wudian frantically ran backwards, using his last bit of strength, all the strength in his body, and shouted, “Steward Liao! Steward Liao, save me!! Steward Liao, sav…”

Bang!!

A black shadow flashed past in front of him, rolling a dozen times on the ground, lying motionless.

When Ning Wudian saw the true face of that black shadow, Ning Wudian trembled all over.

Because the black shadow that had just smashed past him was actually… Old Man Ning!

"Father!!"

Just as Ning Wudian was about to crawl over to check on Old Man Ning's life or death, a chill suddenly surged into his heart, that terrifying feeling of being stared at by a raging beast, crawling all over his body like ants.

Stiffening his body, he slowly turned his head… and saw Fang Yue, who had already lost his mind in the killing, covered in blood, grinning hideously at him.

"Where… is Han Daren!"

Eek?!

Ning Wudian was so frightened that he let out a strange cry, his voice distorted in terror.

Ning Wudian felt that he would never forget this scene.

This man, like a god of slaughter, was in the Ning Manor as if he were in an unpopulated land, with no one able to stop him!

"Ugh, ugh?!"

Fang Yue lifted him up, his neck strangled tightly.

Fang Yue narrowed his eyes slightly and asked again, "Where is Han Daren? Where is Lin Ling?"

"In… in the secret chamber, in the underground prison!"

"Take me there."

Fang Yue released his hand, and Ning Wudian fell to the ground, groaning in pain, trembling as he hurriedly got up.

His injuries were actually very serious right now, but he didn't dare to stop for even a moment and hurriedly led the way.

However, before Ning Wudian could take a few steps, his pupils suddenly constricted, his face twitching with surprise, and a surge of ecstasy flooded his heart.

Because at the end of the corridor, a woman with a barrel waist was walking towards him!

Step by step, walking calmly!

Others might not be able to sense anything.

But as Ning Wudian, who was with Steward Liao day and night, could immediately sense it.

Beneath that calm expression was contained… a滔天怒火!

"Steward Liao!!"

Ning Wudian didn't know where he got the strength from, but he suddenly ran forward wildly.

As the distance grew closer, the joy of survival, the joy of surviving a catastrophe, and the pleasure of revenge filled his heart.

When he approached Steward Liao, thousands of words were reduced to seven words filled with endless hatred: "Steward Liao, kill him quickly!"

Tear!!

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Wudian's neck was pierced by a serrated bone sword.

Amidst the splattering blood, Ning Wudian stared blankly at Steward Liao, who was slowly retracting his bone serrated sword.

"Wh… wh… y…"

Plop.

Blood gushed from the empty space in his neck, and Ning Wudian fell to the ground, twitching twice before falling silent.

"I never thought, I never thought there would be a time when I misjudged someone, Ye Baiyi!"

As if he had just done something insignificant, Steward Liao walked towards Fang Yue step by step, his aura rising steadily!

That was… the Xiantian Realm!