The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 745 - : Challenge the Xuan Emperor!

Chapter 745: Chapter 745: Challenge the Xuan Emperor!

It took just a few breaths for a royal martial artist of eighth level Spirit Vein to die miserably under Fang Lin’s hands, his body bursting apart, leaving no intact corpse behind.

Blood was scattered and splattered onto Fang Lin’s face, making his current expression even more terrifying and brutal.

Another man clad in golden armor, upon witnessing this scene, was utterly terrified. He dared not stay any longer and risked his life fleeing downwards.

“Your majesty, save me!” The man in golden armor cried out in fear, continually petitioning the Xuan Emperor below for help.

From behind, the sound of wind breaking could be heard as Fang Lin, like a relentless reaper, closely pursued the man in golden armor.

Fang Lin, with overwhelming killing intent, didn’t want to spare a single soul. At this moment, he desired bloodshed deeply.

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“Sword, come forth!” Fang Lin bellowed, and suddenly the blood-colored longsword slipped out of the Xuan Emperor’s control and returned directly to Fang Lin’s hand.

Soon, Fang Lin held the longsword and ancient spear, both divine weapons, simultaneously striking the man in golden armor.

“How dare you!!!” The Xuan Emperor roared in rage, finally unable to endure it, he abruptly started an outburst.

But it was too late. The blood-colored longsword sliced through the man in golden armor’s throat, and the spear pierced straight through his heart.

Thump!

Fang Lin kicked out, sending the man in golden armor falling. Before he hit the ground, he was already dead.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

The Xuan Emperor was furious, filled with overwhelming power, completely not caring about disparity in strength, and at this moment, he wanted to kill Fang Lin in one fell swoop.

With one palm out, amidst the surging golden light, Fang Lin was wholly engulfed by a giant golden hand.

However, at the moment the golden hand landed on Fang Lin, the Kylin Demon Bone burst out with an astonishing aura, and a Kylin Phantom flew out, striking violently onto the golden hand.

Even though the Kylin Phantom was dispersed in an instant by the power of the golden hand, it managed to briefly block the golden hand.

Splurt!

Fang Lin was severely struck. His bones were broken; he didn’t know how many, blood spurted wildly.

But the next moment, Fang Lin maintained his composure, his appearance was hideous, seemingly deranged, with bloodshot eyes locked onto the Xuan Emperor, as if he couldn’t feel any pain.

“Kill!!!!!” Fang Lin roared. His voice had changed; it appeared as if his throat was slashed, unable to produce a normal sound.

Fang Lin was fearlessly courting death, roaring with rage, he charged at the Xuan Emperor.

“He’s gone mad! This lad has completely lost his mind!”

“Finding his own demise, or just an insignificant creature trying to obstruct the inevitable.”

“How many years have passed, and yet, someone dares to actively attack the Xuan Emperor?”

“This lad seems to have lost his sanity completely, totally unaware of what he’s doing.”

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Many people laughed coldly, thinking that Fang Lin’s act is incredibly foolish. A mere Heavenly Origin martial artist, no matter how terrifying or extraordinary, is no match for someone on the level of the Xuan Emperor.

The gap is just too big, too big to imagine. Let’s ask, how can an insect challenge a True Dragon? This is not a challenge; it’s seeking death.

A thorough courting death. At least in everyone’s opinion, Fang Lin’s move was the pinnacle of stupidity. Just because he killed a few Spirit Vein martial artists, did he think he could challenge the Xuan Emperor?

Although Fang Lin’s slaying of several Spirit Vein martial artists was shocking, no one would doubt Fang Lin’s power.

But what kind of person is the Xuan Emperor? Calling him the strongest person in the Xuan Country would not be an exaggeration. But Fang Lin, being just a Heavenly Origin martial artist, dared to challenge the Xuan Emperor and even appeared fearless in doing so. This was truly madness.

Some people who had a good relationship with Fang Lin revealed expressions of disbelief; their hearts were filled with immense worry.

“What is this guy doing? He should run as soon as he gets the advantage! Why does he not value his life?” Wang Erdan slapped his thigh and anxiously said.

Mei Yingxue’s brows were furrowed. Even though she did not speak, at this moment, she could not stay calm and was worried for Fang Lin.

Steward Shen, Dugu Ruoxu, and others were no exceptions. After Fang Lin killed a few Spirit Vein martial artists, he should have left immediately, not lingered here.

But at the moment, not only has Fang Lin not left, but he was charging towards the Xuan Emperor instead. This was sheer madness.

“Hahaha! He’s gone crazy! Completely lost his mind! Ridiculously thinking of challenging the emperor, utterly oblivious to his own impending doom!” Zhou Yishui laughed loudly. His heart was filled with hatred for Fang Lin. Upon seeing Fang Lin’s actions, he immediately started to mock him.

Some people sneered at Zhou Yishui and shook their heads in silence. This so-called Crown Prince of Xuan Country, the first amongst the younger generation, is far from being a match for Fang Lin.

The Xuan Emperor was icy cold. His eyes were filled with open murder. For Fang Lin, he has always looked down upon him, hoping his son Zhou Yishui could take care of it.

However, to his surprise, as of this day, Fang Lin had grown to such extent that he could slay Spirit Vein martial artists. With such strength and potential, even in the Upper Three Countries filled with talents, he was still outstanding.

“What a pity. You made a mistake. If you hadn’t made an enemy of my dynasty, I might have adopted you as a son and let you receive imperial cultivation,” the Xuan Emperor casually remarked, evidently uninterested in taking action against the charging Fang Lin.

“Xuan Emperor! You’re too arrogant!” Fang Lin roared, his ancient spear vibrated, and the blood-colored longsword hummed.

Both divine weapons, almost simultaneously, were thrust out from Fang Lin’s hands, heading straight for the Xuan Emperor.

The Xuan Emperor dared not be negligent towards these two divine weapons. After all, he had witnessed how formidable these two divine weapons were. If he was careless, he might suffer a loss.

Now, one of the Xuan Emperor’s hands was shimmering gold, transforming into a claw of a Flood Dragon, going for the ancient spear. His other hand, filled with terrifying Inner Strength, reached for the blood-colored longsword.

“Good weapons. I’ll take them,” the Xuan Emperor said, intending to forcefully seize these two divine weapons and make them his own.

Any perspicacious person could see the extraordinary nature of these two treasures, and the Xuan Emperor naturally coveted them.

But then the next moment, the look on the Xuan Emperor’s face changed. Both the blood-colored longsword and the ancient spear broke out with a terrifying fluctuation.

Splurt!

The Flood Dragon’s claw shattered, completely unable to catch the ancient spear, but instead was injured by it.

On the other side, the blood-colored longsword also made a cut on the Xuan Emperor’s arm. If it wasn’t for the Xuan Emperor noticing something amiss and immediately retracting his hand, he might have lost his whole arm.

“Your weapons are indeed powerful, but you yourself are too weak,” the Xuan Emperor said. His aura completely erupted, temporarily suppressing the two divine weapons, while simultaneously aiming a punch at Fang Lin.

A simple punch from the Xuan Emperor seemed as if a deity descended from the heavens. Its imposing pressure was enough to make Fang Lin’s body crackle from the strain.

“Ah!!!!!” Fang Lin screamed, experiencing immense pain, but it only pushed him further into his crazed state.

Amidst Fang Lin’s pain, he struck out with a punch. In an instant, the breath of an ancient Kylin exploded from him.