"Who's your fellow disciple?"
Fang Hong heard Ye Cheng's words, and his killing intent didn't diminish in the slightest; instead, he continued to increase his immortal power output, vowing to kill Ye Cheng here today.
Ye Cheng was speaking nicely now, spouting fellow disciple sentiments.
But if his cultivation had been even slightly weaker today, and he had fallen into Ye Cheng's hands, would he still have cared about any fellow disciple sentiment?
Bang. Bang. Bang.
A continuous barrage of bombardment sounds rang out. Although the Golden Vajra Manifestation Ye Cheng displayed was a seventh-grade defensive Immortal Rank spell, its defensive power was already quite good.
But facing Fang Hong's incredibly frantic and fierce bombardment, it simply couldn't withstand it.
In just a few breaths, the giant golden Dharma idol was shattered by Fang Hong, turning into specks of golden light that dissipated into the air.
