97 Method of Killing the Opportunity

  Beyoncé's face suddenly became very unsightly, somewhat flustered and frightened, she didn't dare to believe that if she couldn't take off her armor, what would happen to her.

  Can't take a bath, can't solve it, nothing can be done, but she still has some luck, maybe this kid is just deceiving himself.

  This armor was blessed by the Pope, how could it be easily changed by this kid? Beyoncé still had some confidence in her golden battle armor.

  However, on the other hand, Beyoncé was terrified of this strange little boy in front of her. Who knows if he really had some kind of strange ability and would trap himself in armor, making it impossible to survive or die.

  Fang Yun's sword tip pointed at the armor, using the force of "isolating the mountain and striking the cow" to seal off the acupoints on Bi Ao's body. The technique of "isolating the mountain and striking the cow" was a martial skill that did not involve immortal energy or internal strength, so it could be used within the Void Spirit Array.

  Beyoncé suddenly found that her body couldn't move, as if it had been frozen in ice, unable to budge an inch.

  Beyoncé was really flustered: "You... what did you do to me? Let me go, let me go quickly..."

  Fang Yun didn't care about Bi Ao's armor, and on his own, he engraved Dao patterns on Bi Ao's armor. The Dao patterns and magic arrays were two completely different systems, yet they had a similar effect.

  The golden armor is extremely delicate and, due to its grade and the Pope's blessing, it is almost indestructible, at least for now.

  However, Fang Yun can use the Dao pattern to refine and fully merge every seam of the golden armor, turning it into a truly sealed iron barrel.

  Even a strong person would be miserable after being locked in an iron can for half a day, let alone such a delicate little girl.

  Fang Yun's greatest pleasure is bullying little girls, even though this little girl is older than him.

  "Let Miss Beyoncé go!" At this moment, Zu Zhongren, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up.

  Fang Yun turned his head and saw that Zuo Zhongren was grasping Bao'er, his palm pinching the weak neck of Bao'er, staring at Fang Yun with a fierce gaze.

  Fang Yun furrowed his brow, a hint of cold light flashing in his eyes: "Looks like the slap I gave earlier was still too gentle."

  "Brother Yun, Bao'er is not afraid. Let's knock down this bad guy!" Bao'er's eyes were already moist, her lips pale and trembling with fear, but she still called out bravely.

  Beyoncé's face turned cold: "High Priest, what are you doing? Using a young girl to threaten others, is this something a divine official can do?"

  "Miss Beyoncé, special moments require special measures. You'd better kill this kid first." Zuo Zhongren didn't take Beyoncé seriously.

  In his eyes, Beyoncé was just a pawn to deal with Fang Yun, and although Beyoncé's identity was noble, it had nothing to do with him.

  Beyoncé's small face was iron-green with anger, and she turned her head to glance at Fang Yun. At this moment, Fang Yun had reached the peak of his rage, for what he hated most was when others used the people around him, those close to him, as hostages.

  Fang Yun could mete out some punishment to the young master of the city, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he thought it was just a minor transgression, although annoying, it wasn't a capital offense.

  However, Zuo Zhongren's actions had crossed Fang Yun's bottom line. The Li family had previously offended Fang Yun's taboos, which led to his ruthless revenge. Now, Zuo Zhongren was another one.

  Fang Yun withdrew the Void Spirit Formation and walked step by step towards Zuo Zhongren, his eyes revealing an undisguised intent to kill.

  Beyoncé's expression was hesitant, at this time she knew that even if she was foolish, she had been deceived by Zuo Zhongren. If Fang Yun was a human trafficker, how could Zuo Zhongren use this little girl to threaten Fang Yun?

  It's even more ridiculous to believe that a fourteen-year-old boy is a human trafficker, and I was actually deeply convinced of it before, thinking about Beyoncé's face suddenly turned bright red.

  Zuo Zhongren's eyes widened as Fang Yun approached, and he was so frightened that he pulled Bao'er back several steps, shouting in a panic: "You... don't come any closer, or else... I'll kill her!"

  Fang Yun stopped in his tracks, holding Long Yuan in his hand, and gently stroked the body of the Long Yuan sword with his palm.

  "Bao'er, remember the mnemonic I taught you two days ago?" Fang Yun asked loudly.

  "Uh-huh, every word that Brother Yun said, Bao'er has remembered in her heart." Bao'er nodded her little head, and a few more points of determination appeared in her big eyes.

  "What's the second sentence of the first paragraph?" Fang Yun asked.

  "Mind guards emptiness, sword guards heart, sword approaches..."

  At this time, an unthinkable thing happened. Fang Yun's Dragon Abyss suddenly flew up in the air, as if there was an invisible palm manipulating it.

  Beyoncé gazed at Long Yuan in surprise. Could this sword be a divine artifact? Did it have its own spirit?

  "The first sentence of the fourth paragraph."

  "Sweeping across a thousand armies, cutting off the peak of Mount Yue, all five mountains beheaded, sword energy dissipating..."

  "Recite it silently in your heart and comprehend its meaning!" Fang Yun said with a low shout.

  "Shut up... you're not allowed to speak!" Zuō Zhōng Rén cried out in terror, staring at the dragon abyss in mid-air. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a bad premonition spread throughout his chest.

  Bao'er didn't understand what was meant by "mood", but Longyuan was a magic treasure personally refined for Bao'er by Fangyun, so it naturally matched the array method in her body. Moreover, Fangyun had personally taught her how to manipulate the dragon pattern incantation, so she had an innate sense of Longyuan.

  Following Fang Yun's instructions, Bao'er closed her eyes and silently pondered the meaning of these incantations. Although she could hardly understand them, towards Fang Yun, Bao'er had absolute obedience.

  At this moment, Bao'er's mind was clear and calm, and she faintly felt that there was something not far away, as if waiting for her call.

  "The tenth sentence of the third paragraph!" Fang Yun shouted loudly.

  Bao'er's heart recited the incantation, and at this moment, the things in her mind seemed to feel her summons. A soft hum was heard, and the Dragon Abyss in mid-air appeared to be stimulated by something, emitting waves of sword hums. Faintly visible was a dragon-shaped creature circling around the Dragon Abyss.

  "Nine-grade artifact soul!!" Bao'er exclaimed in shock, staring at Longyuan in mid-air in disbelief.

  What is known as the sword heart, is that only when a weapon reaches ninth rank, will its spiritual nature appear. Just like how when cultivating magic or aura reaches fifth stage, one's own fighting spirit and magical soul will emerge.

  This is the difference between 8th and 9th grade, many 8th-grade weapons have almost reached the point of cutting iron like mud, but they can never become 9th-grade because they lack a spirit.

  Zuo Zhongren's body shook violently, and his heart kept shouting: "How is it possible, how is it possible... That was clearly a seventh-grade Longyuan, how could it possibly become a ninth-grade?"

  "Dragon Sword Move!" A faint voice flashed through Bao'er's mind, and the sound of the Dragon Abyss Sword humming in the sky grew louder.

  The dragon pointed at Bao'er and Zuo Zhongren, a divine dragon coiled around the sword's edge, a breathtaking pressure emanated from the sword's edge, spreading outwards in all directions, forming a semicircular domain with a diameter of ten zhang, enveloping Bao'er and Zuo Zhongren within.

  Hanbao: Sorry, still late...