When Fang Chen was less than twenty meters away from the mill, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from inside, accompanied by a girl's voice.
Two screams followed immediately.
"Duan Yu?"
As Fang Chen approached, his eyes narrowed slightly. He saw Duan Yu standing on the wooden building inside the mill, holding onto the wooden ladder with one hand and pushing it outwards.
Downstairs, there were eleven foreign warriors, each with a steel sword at their waist, one of whom was climbing up a ladder.
"Brother Fang, please save her! Save Miss Wang!!"
Fang Chen stood at the door, and Duan Yu upstairs was the first to see him, immediately shouting.
"Hey, four more suicide bombers have arrived!"
Upon hearing Duan Yu's voice, all eleven warriors in the mill looked over. Five of them cursed and swung their broadswords at Fang Chen!
The remaining six people went to seize the ladder.
"My skills can improve again!"
Seeing the five large swords coming at him, Fang Chen was overjoyed. He grabbed two of the blades with lightning speed and pulled them into his arms!
The two Western Xia warriors immediately lost their balance, their broadswords slipped from their hands, and Fang Chen grabbed their wrists.
Fang Chen activated his Northern Darkness Divine Art, drawing a stream of energy from the Western Xia warrior's wrist.
At the same time, three other Western Xia warriors swung their broadswords down.
Fang Chen blocked another warrior.
A scream rang out!
Three swords struck the samurai, and he was instantly and irrevocably dead.
"Take down the tough ones first!"
Suddenly, one of the warriors climbing the wooden ladder, who seemed to be the leader, shouted and commanded six warriors to rush over.
"Good timing!"
Fang Chen's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. He grabbed the Western Xia warrior in his hand, absorbing his internal energy while swinging his body like a weapon!
At this moment, the warrior in Fang Chen's arms looked terrified and filled with despair, crying out intermittently, "Save...me...save me!"
Suddenly, as the warrior was being swung, he felt a surge of heat flowing into his feet, restoring some of his strength and instantly recovering a significant amount of the internal energy that had been drained away!
At this moment, the foot of the warrior in Fang Chen's hand was placed on the body of another warrior, and they were firmly stuck together!
"No! You...you're absorbing my internal energy!"
The Western Xia warrior who was stuck to the stick changed his expression drastically. His hands were stuck to his companion's, and he couldn't break free at all. His internal energy was getting less and less.
A surge of immense internal energy instantly flowed from his palms into his body!
Fang Chen felt his whole body instantly fill with power!
"Not enough! Come on!"
Encouraged, Fang Chen roared and, pulling two warriors along, charged towards the approaching warriors while absorbing internal energy!
He swung the two samurai he held like wheels, and each time he hit a samurai, that samurai was stuck to him like a magnet, unable to break free.
In no time, Fang Chen had ten warriors stuck to his hands.
A surge of powerful internal energy rushed into Fang Chen's body and, under the influence of the Northern Darkness Divine Art, entered his dantian.
"Young Master Duan, was that person using your Six Yang Melting Snow Technique?"
Upstairs in the wooden building, Wang Yuyan stared wide-eyed at Fang Chen downstairs, her face filled with disbelief!
“Miss Wang, I don’t know… Perhaps Brother Fang is using Ding Chunqiu’s Dissolving Power Technique?” Duan Yu looked at Fang Chen, also puzzled. The technique Brother Fang was using was somewhat similar to the Northern Darkness Divine Art.
Could it be that, besides me, there is someone else in the world who knows the Northern Darkness Divine Art?
By the way, maybe she's a disciple of the same sect as the Fairy Sister!
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Chapter Ninety-Four: The Great Battle with Murong Fu
"Young Master Duan, you...you need to leave for a moment, I...I need to change my clothes." Just as Duan Yu was in a daze, Wang Yuyan's melodious voice came.
"Alright, alright, Miss Wang, you can change now. With me down here, no one can get up!"
Duan Yu snapped out of his daze and immediately dared not look at Wang Yuyan, quickly going down the stairs.
Wang Yuyan blushed and prepared to change her clothes, but after being poisoned for so long, her hands and feet were numb and sore, and she couldn't even pick up her clothes for a moment.
He stood there, stunned.
"Very good!"
Outside the mill gate, Fang Chen roared and waved his hand, leaving behind the ten Western Xia warriors he had drained dry.
He had a feeling that he could move a mountain right now!