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Chapter 1350: Chapter 653

Jiang Chen was full of astonishment, a trace of panic flashing in his ghostly green pupils.

He struggled desperately, trying to escape with brute force.

Yet discovered that his limbs were firmly immobilized by joint locks, and his carotid artery was locked by Fang Cheng’s leg muscles like iron clamps.

Blood flow to his brain was rapidly blocked, causing his vision to go black.

Intense pain emanated from his arm joints, as if they were about to break.

He was a general of the Yu Dynasty, charging and killing on horseback for half his life, mastering the open and grand military formations of killing techniques.

How could he have encountered such ground grappling and joint-locking skills?

"What kind of rogue fighting technique is this?!"

Jiang Chen roared angrily, struggling with all his might.

Yet found that the more he resisted, the tighter the opponent’s joint locks became.

Fang Cheng pressed his knee against his spine, snorting coldly:

"A special move for old bones."

The soldiers and monks around were all stunned.

The top expert who was flying and breaking pillars a moment ago.

At this moment, was like a street brawler, rolling around in blood and mud, in mutual strangling.

"What are you all standing around for! Kill him for me!"

Jiang Chen’s face turned bluish-purple, furiously screaming at his surrounding subordinates.

Soldiers awoke as if from a dream, raising spears and swords, shouting as they swarmed from all directions.

Swish, swish, swish—

Sharp blades and spear tips stabbed down towards the two on the ground.

Seeing the blades approaching, Fang Cheng showed no fear.

He took a deep breath, and his blood surged like boiling magma.

At the same time, the Great Sun suspended in the Inner World suddenly erupted, shining brightly.

"Boom!"

Magnificent golden flames burst from Fang Cheng’s body, surging wildly.

The fierce fire waves, accompanied by scorching shockwaves, seemed like a miniature sun exploding on the ground.

The dozens of soldiers who first rushed up were instantly thrown away with their weapons by the violent airwaves.

The tips of several nearby iron spears even started to redden and melt under the roasting of the golden flame.

In an instant, Fang Cheng transformed into a blazing human torch.

The extremely yang and strong golden flame passed through his locked limbs, without reservation, transmitted to Jiang Chen’s armor, igniting him as well.

"Ah—"

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but cry out in pain, rolling and struggling madly.

The piercing screams echoed through the hall, drowning out the sound of burning wood.

This flame was extraordinarily mysterious, unharming skin and flesh, it focused on burning yin spirits and evil influences.

It was extremely domineering, impossible to resist with sheer willpower.

Jiang Chen showed a fearful expression, finally recognizing this power, akin to a natural enemy:

"This is... True Sun Fire?! How could you master this divine skill!"

The burning pain of the flame on his soul distorted his facial features, his visage grotesque and twisted.

Jiang Chen could no longer maintain his lofty arrogance, shouting angrily:

"Let go, quickly let go!"

Fang Cheng snorted coldly, not only did he not yield, but he further tightened the cross lock with his waist strength.

The golden flame burned more vigorously, almost completely engulfing the two.

"Want to refine me? Foolish dreaming!"

In a critical moment, Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, enduring the soul-burning pain, erupting a roar from his throat.

His eyes glowed green, his body’s pores all opening wide.

A dense and almost tangible ghostly green Corpse Qi poured out from within the armor like a flood breaching a dam.

An extremely rotten stench, mixed with accumulated resentment over two thousand years, interwove, giving birth to a chill.

Instantaneously condensing into an ice shell, covering the entire armor, resisting the spreading golden flame.

The golden sun and ghostly green corpse miasma collided fiercely between the two.

High temperatures and extreme cold clashed, devouring each other, erupting a sharp boiling noise.

A great amount of pungent black smoke rose into the air.

The bluestone slabs beneath the two turned to dust under the clash of the two extreme energies, the ground forcibly sunk half a foot.

Jiang Chen’s foundation was extremely deep, the energy within him seemingly inexhaustible.

He was able to withstand the roasting of the True Sun Fire, fully driving the Corpse Qi, even faintly suppressing it.

The ghostly green Corpse Qi clambered up Fang Cheng’s limbs, attempting to freeze his blood, severing the power source.

Fang Cheng felt an icy cold piercing through his pores, making his legs locking Jiang Chen’s joints somewhat stiff.

For a moment, the two were deadlocked.

Like in a martial arts film, experts faced off, exchanging inner strength to see who would first buckle under the pressure.

Fang Cheng knew he couldn’t retreat, an instant of relaxation would mean backlash.

He focused his gaze, pushing his spiritual power to the limit, continuously extracting his energy.

The golden flame suddenly surged again, like a roaring Fire Dragon, fiercely enveloping the ice shell around Jiang Chen.

High temperatures persisted in roasting, Corpse Qi resisted with full force.

But the True Sun Fire was ultimately the nemesis of such foul things.

As time went on, the ghostly green Corpse Qi barrier became visibly weaker under the golden flame’s wash, continually dissolving.

The force of resistance was gradually suppressed.

Finally, Jiang Chen’s soul could no longer withstand the torment of burning flames, his mental defenses nearing collapse.

Sizzle—

A black shadow exuding a cold aura was forcibly peeled from Cheng Jiashu’s flesh.

"Damn it, wait for me!"

The black shadow uttered a venomous howl in mid-air.

It then transformed into a stream of light, flying through the Great Hall, escaping deep into the temple.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng immediately loosened his tightly clenched legs, flipping and leaping up, ready to pursue the black shadow and completely eradicate it.

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