"Say it, say it…"

[I'm telling you, the sword aura you're enduring now, although containing sword intent, isn't that high in the art of the sword. It's almost fatal to ordinary people. But for you, with Breath of the Night continuously recovering, suppressing the sword intent's damage, you just need a little more time to recuperate. It's not a serious matter.]

[Of course, if you continue to stubbornly take a few more hits of this level of sword aura, then our fate will probably end here. On the day you're buried, the great and noble Parchment Lord, out of past affection, will come to visit you.]

Fang Yue then understood that his previous feeling was not an illusion.

Breath of the Night was indeed working, and it had been continuously healing the wound from beginning to end.

It was just that the injury containing sword intent couldn't be suppressed even by Breath of the Night, so he had the illusion that Breath of the Night wasn't working.

However, Fang Yue hadn't expected that sword intent could suppress Breath of the Night.

It seems that this thing still can't be underestimated.

Fang Yue put away his contempt, and the Gui Huan (Ghost Ring) wrapped around his body, forming Gui Yi (Ghost Garment).

When the sword aura slashed down, it was immediately blocked by the Gui Yi (Ghost Garment). With a buzzing sound of a sword, some black fragments splashed from Fang Yue's body, which were some remnants of the Gui Yi (Ghost Garment).

The power of the sword aura has gradually climbed to this level.

Fang Yue's expression was slightly condensed, knowing that he couldn't let greed continue.

With a movement of his figure, he rushed directly towards the direction of the black insect cocoon.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz!

The sound of sword aura suddenly became sharp and rapid in sync.

As if to stop Fang Yue's actions, sword auras appeared out of thin air and slashed towards Fang Yue.

Before, he had been stubbornly enduring the sword aura in order to improve his sword intent, but now that the power of the sword aura had reached the point of threatening his own safety, he naturally couldn't let it go.

Dodging left and right, Fang Yue's figure swayed from left to right, dodging most of the sword aura attacks. Only a few sword auras landed on his body, slashing on the Gui Yi (Ghost Garment), causing his figure to pause slightly, but that was all.

When Fang Yue rushed to the faceless man in front of the insect cocoon, the Ningtai (Condensation) Ring had already condensed into an ice blade.

As internal force flowed, the blade extended to a length of 40 meters, raised high, and slashed down.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Dense sword auras suddenly appeared, as if to block Fang Yue's attack, and crazily attacked the forty-meter ice blade.

Dang dang dang dang dang dang… Bang!!

The ice blade was only halfway through its slash when it was bombarded and shattered by the sword aura attacks!

What Fang Yue didn't expect was that at the moment when the ice blade shattered, the Ningtai (Condensation) Ring cracked with a loud snap, splitting into two halves, falling off his finger.

Those sword auras containing sword intent actually penetrated the ice blade and damaged the main body of the Ningtai (Condensation) Ring!

Fang Yue's heart skipped a beat, he calmly caught the fallen ring in his hand, put it away close to his body, and then frowned at the faceless man.

The Ningtai (Condensation) Ring, ever since Ni Dongmei gave it to him in Mo Village, he had been using it all the time.

Not to mention how powerful it is, but it is really very handy.

Unfortunately, Fang Yue hadn't even completely figured it out yet, and the ring was damaged before he could change it completely at will like Lord Han.

With a slightly gloomy face, Fang Yue raised his right hand high.

Black blood flowed from the corners of his dark eyes.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

As for what Seventh Prince ordered, there's no rush.