Chapter 1560 - suppressing one's cultivation to defeat one's enemy

Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 1560 suppressing one's cultivation to defeat one's enemy

Since the other party was not giving him face, there was no need for him to leave him any face either.

It directly infuriated Yuan Mo, and the latter’s aura fluctuated.

“Bloodsword Saint, you are courting death.” Yuan Mo shouted.

Yuan Mo took a step forward, arriving on a flat ground.

“Even with Sixth level of the Manifestation stage, I can defeat you.”

Fang Chen intentionally provoked Yuan Mo, suppressing his cultivation to Sixth level of the Manifestation stage.

Seeing that Yuan Mo’s attack was coming towards him, Fang Chen suddenly threw out a punch.

The surrounding people were all amazed, even the admittance elder was shocked.

Bang

“You are too weak.”

Fang Chen let out a cold laugh as he glanced at admittance elder, and then swaggered towards the luxurious courtyard house at the side.

“Bloodsword Saint, you are going too far.”

When they were at inherited ancestral land, Yuan Qian had once been defeated by Fang Chen.

“What is it? Provenance wants to go back on her word? ” Fang Chen said in a heavy voice.

“Bloodsword Saint, weren’t you very capable and arrogant just now? I, Yuan Qian, have come to challenge you, but I do not believe that you can defeat me using your Sixth level of the Manifestation stage. ” Yuan Qian said shamelessly.

Fang Chen curled his lips. People of the Provenance are really shameless.

“Bloodsword Saint, I admit that you are very strong. But you’re too arrogant. With Sixth level of the Manifestation stage, you aren’t even qualified to challenge all of the young generation of my Provenance. ” Yuan Liang said coldly.

“If I go all out, would the younger generation of Provenance still dare to make a move?” Fang Chen ridiculed.

admittance elder watched on fiercely from the side as he forced himself to suppress his cultivation.

Yuan Liang, who was at the ninth level of the Manifestation stage, forced herself to retreat slightly, yet dared to say such words.

Puff …

Yuan Liang’s fist was pierced by the sword aura, his body quickly dodged.

Yuan Liang roared, as he felt a trace of danger.

Fang Chen sat on the stone chair, an indifferent expression on his face.

With the deterrence of the Lord of the Arclight and Primordial Demon Sword, the higher ups of the Provenance would definitely not dare to make a move against him.

“That’s right. The nine sword fruit must belong to the nine of us. They won’t be obtained by outsiders.”

“I have a lot of confidence in you guys. However, pay attention to one person during this competition.” Yuan Gu said. His name is Bloodsword Saint, and he is my enemy in Provenance, but due to the mysterious expert behind him, I am unable to make a move. “

“Chief, how strong is this person?”

“I have not stepped into the life and death realm.”

Hearing this, the nine people became even more confident.

The hunter had already prepared his butcher knife and the arrival of his prey.