Fairy bestows immortality

Bang! Pang Xuanjing flew out and crashed heavily to the ground, rolling for over a hundred meters before finally coming to a stop by hitting a boulder.

Along the way, dust was flying everywhere, making for a spectacular scene.

If the cultivators who had been watching earlier were here to see this scene, they would probably all be dumbfounded and speechless with shock.

When the two clashed head-on, Pang Xuanjing was no match for Su Yun. He was sent flying by a single punch that broke his hand bones.

"With such limited strength, you dare to be so arrogant. It's true that the Pang family's status gives you too much confidence."

Su Yun stood still, his expression indifferent.

Pang Xuanjing's strength is simply not up to par. Although he is called a prodigy, it is greatly exaggerated. In his opinion, he is not inferior to Qingbai, Yiling and others at all; they are not even in the same league.

Even Qianliang and Qianying, who are at the same level, are probably much stronger than him!

That's true. After all, Pang Xuanjing is just a prodigy from a branch of the Pang family, not even the strongest young master of that branch.

In the distance, Pang Xuanjing roared and got up from the ground.

His face was extremely pale and ashen.

His right arm was broken, and blood was dripping down his fingers. The intense pain told him that he was not dreaming.

This made it even more unbelievable to him; Su Yun actually possessed such strength?!

Su Yun looked at him and said calmly, "I'll give you one more chance. How many Buddhist beads do you have, and how many does your older brother have?"

Upon hearing this, Pang Xuanjing slowly clenched his other fist.

He was channeling his energy to heal his injuries, staring at Su Yun, and said coldly, "What Buddhist beads? Never heard of them!"

Su Yun slowly narrowed his eyes. Was this guy genuinely unaware or was he pretending?

He wanted to extract information from the other party, because he knew that the Soul-Seizing Technique was basically useless against such a top-tier clan's prodigy.

Pang Xuanjing recovered quickly and stopped the bleeding. He cultivated the ancient Pang family scripture, and his various methods were incredibly mysterious. Although it could not compare to the Eternal Life Technique, it was definitely a precious recovery secret.

He said coldly, word by word, "I underestimated you today, but I am destined to suppress you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted.

The next moment, light burst forth from his hand, and instead of retreating, he advanced, charging forward.

"Boom!"

A violent tremor resounded from the void, and a blood-red light erupted alongside Pang Xuanjing.

An extremely chilling killing intent permeated the air, as if a god of death had descended.

"I will kill you today!"

Pang Xuanjing roared, and a long sword, entirely blood-red, appeared in his hand. It was as if it had been forged from precious blood, crystal clear, and radiating terrifying energy. The aura emanating from it seemed to contain mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

"A third-tier sacred artifact?"

Su Yun raised an eyebrow slightly.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a formal third-tier holy sword; the last time he had obtained it was from a cultivator in the Yellow Cloud Pavilion.

"kill!"

Pang Xuanjing seemed to have gained a lot of confidence at this moment, and he activated the battle sword in his hand and charged forward.

The aura emanating from the third-tier holy sword shook the heavens, and its astonishing killing intent completely locked onto Su Yun, leaving him no way to escape.

This formal third-tier holy sword has been fully activated and revived. With a full-force strike, it can instantly kill a cultivator at the sixth level of the Life Palace!

This is the source of Pang Xuanjing's confidence.

However, Su Yun simply snorted coldly.

The crimson light engulfed him, its dazzling brilliance seemingly tearing him apart. The power of the third-tier holy sword was indeed extraordinary.

"You have every right to be proud that it took me to unleash the full power of my third-tier holy sword to kill you."

Pang Xuanjing looked at him coldly, his expression still not very pleasant.

Su Yun's figure had been completely swallowed up. He couldn't see what was going on, but he was confident that this attack would definitely kill Su Yun, or at the very least, severely injure him!