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"Ding dong! Congratulations to Master for bullying the childhood sweetheart of the Chosen One and being accidentally seen by the Chosen One, angering him into coughing out blood. You have obtained 200,000 villain points!"
"Ding dong! A friendly reminder, the Chosen One's chode has fully recovered!"
Qin Feng took a moment to react, realising that Fang Chang had come.
Especially that line about the Chosen One's chode recovering brought him immense joy.
"He's already seen it all, yet he's somehow still holding himself back!?"
Qin Feng secretly scanned his surroundings, but he failed to find Fang Chang.
Whether or not he still believed in love, or perhaps started a fresh romance with the Everchanging Demon King, their three days of separation was a fresh start for the both of them.
Xiu!!
Fang Chang finally couldn't stop himself any further and shot out of the bushes like an arrow toward Qin Feng. His vicious expression was filled with killing intent, his sharp voice piercing the heavens:
"Qin Feng, I'll see how you'll escape from my poisonous grasp this time!"
Fang Chang's eyes were bloodshot as the ominous energy raging around his body transformed into the golden body of the Buddhist devil. With an aura of madness, he charged toward Qin Feng.
He started off with his full strength, wanting to kill Qin Feng with one strike.
"Fang Chang!!"
Princess Nan Feng suddenly started panicking. She never expected Fang Chang to appear.
Moreover, he even appeared in this situation. She was ashamed to ever meet Fang Chang again, and she hoped for nothing more than to bury herself in a hole right now.
"I don't care whether you have a skilled grasp, ordinary grasp, or poisonous grasp. You won't be able to escape my dark and vicious grasp!"
The excitement on Qin Feng's face was impossible to conceal as he pushed Princess Nan Feng away.
His majestic spiritual power emanated from his limbs, materialising into existence as he advanced dozens of meters in the blink of an eye. His overwhelming sword Qi poured out endlessly as well, causing the sharp sound of breaking wind to ring out.
"What!!"
Fang Chang's expression changed dramatically, he doubted his eyes.
He was clearly ambushing him as a sneaky bastard right now, so how could Qin Feng react so quickly? It was as if something had warned him in advance.
"No, I have to hide!"
Knowing that he wasn't a match for Qin Feng, he immediately retreated a few dozen feet backwards, barely escaping Qin Feng's surging sword Qi.
"To be a successful sneaky bastard, one must know how to properly conceal themselves. To be as still as a boulder, lock onto your target, and strike when the opportunity arises with swiftness and precision......ah da!"
Whitey was extremely steadfast, using the opportunity to strike when Fang Chang narrowly escaped Qin Feng's sword Qi.
Chrysanthemum Sword Art!!
This was the self-created sword art of a peerless swordsrabbit, at the Yellow grade, comparable to the Deity grade, and even at Great Perfection!
"What!!"
Fang Chang's pupils constricted.
He didn't understand when this rabbit had snuck behind him, much less how it could suddenly jump out and attack his behind at such a critical moment.
Puchu!
A flower of blood bloomed instantly!
"Ding dong! Congratulations to Master's spirit familiar for striking at the behind of the Chosen One. You have obtained 500,000 villain points!"
Fang Chang's eyes widened as he bit on his lips, forcing down the scream that threatened to spill out of his throat.
"I apologise, I have already learned about your little secret!"
A devilish smile curled on Qin Feng's lips as he swiftly shot out a wisp of sword Qi towards Fang Chang's nether regions.
Puchu!
A flower of blood bloomed instantly!
"Ding dong! Congratulations to Master for dealing a vicious blow to the Chosen One and severing his chode. You have obtained 500,000 villain points!"
"No!!"
Fang Chang turned towards the skies to let out a miserable cry. He couldn't accept that he had lost his manhood once again.
"No? Alright! As you wish!"
As an upright Confucius disciple, Qin Feng would naturally have respect for his opponents. Instantly, he unsealed his dense pupils.
The left eye was life, and the right was destruction!
Qin Feng slowly closed his right eye, fixing his left eye squarely on Fang Chang and releasing an enormous amount of life power toward him. In an instant, his severed chode healed once more.
"En!?"
Fang Chang's expression faltered, his mind unable to process what happened.
Xiu!!
Whitey's figure flashed before Fang Chang, and before he could even react, it stretched out its little hind leg and used its full power to accurately punt Fang Chang.
Ping!!
Even before Fang Chang could begin to process the joy of his recovery, his expression was masked with agony yet again. And once again, the mind-numbing pain swept through his entire body.
"Ding dong! Congratulations to Master's spirit familiar for breaking the chode of the Chosen One. You have obtained 500,000 villain points!"
"Speak with some logic here, this has nothing to do with me!"
Qin Feng almost couldn't bear to watch as he expressed his innocence.
He had clearly healed Fang Chang earlier. If anything, the fault was on the rabbit's shoulders.
Fuck!!
Was the Archaic Dense Pupils truly meant to be used like this!?
Fang Chang had completely descended into a berserk state by this point, his reddened eyes fixed on the skies as he commanded the old demon to lend him his strength with a roar.
However, the old demon couldn't help but curse, "I've already fucking told you not to provoke Qin Feng, don't ever provoke Qin Feng. Your fucking self-confidence lead you to this, and only when you've suffered would you ever think of this old man."
But after his scolding, he still had to lend Fang Chang his power.
He didn't have much choice, considering that his cultivation of dozens of millenniums was whittled away by the Emperor of Six Daos. Without the strength to search for another target, he could only make do with Fang Chang.
"Demonic Devouring Art, Devouring Everything!!"
A hint of madness appeared on Fang Chang's expression as ominous Qi spilt forth from his body in a frenzy.
In that instant---
The skies darkened as thunder started to boom.
A gigantic spectre materialised in the air above them, its large mouth opening to suck everything beneath it as if intent on swallowing everything in the world.
"Aiya, oh my god!!"
Whitey's fur puffed up from fear as it fled into Qin Feng's embrace to tremble."No!!"
Qian Jun and Wan Ma exchanged glances before running.
They had personally experienced Fang Chang's Demonic Devourment Art and were almost sucked dry by it. However, while the previous Fang Chang hadn't borrowed the strength of the old demon, this memory was deeply ingrained in their minds.
Now that he had materialised such a large spectre, it was clear that he had borrowed the strength of the old demon. His power had reached unprecedented levels, and they even doubted whether Qin Feng could survive.
"Qin Feng, I will suck you dry!!"
Fang Chang had completely descended into madness now, his frenzied Devourment ability swallowing all energies within their area.
Within a radius of a thousand Li, countless ferocious beasts were escaping in all directions in a panic. They could clearly sense the life within their bodies being devoured by Fang Chang, and it wouldn't take long before they were depleted.
At this moment, the old demon suddenly shouted, "Fang Chang, kid, you're crazy! You will suffer a recoil if you continue the uncontrolled use of the Demonic Devourment Arts!"
"Recoil? As long as I can kill Qin Feng, I am willing even if I had to enter the gates of hell!"
Fang Chang's eyes were bloodshot, his piercing screams resounding through the skies.
"Demonic Devouring Art, Devouring Everything. His words are right."
Qin Feng thoughtfully looked at the enormous spectre in the sky, silently taking out a few bottles of [Even a Sow Would Go Crazy] from his spatial storage......