"Stay here!"

Fang Heng clenched his steel-like teeth, his body shot forward as he lunged, both palms striking consecutively in mid-air, accompanied by continuous rumbling of thunder.

Five-Thunder Palm!

Heaven Strikes with Five Thunders!

Where the Palm Force reached, tree trunks exploded, and dirt flew.

"Good kid!"

The Masked Man spun his body, dodging the incoming Palm Force, and exclaimed:

"At such a young age, your cultivation base has already reached Great Perfection, and your Palm Technique is remarkable. It’s a pity you’ve chosen the wrong opponent."

As he spoke, he lightly waved his long sleeve.

"Bang!"

Powerful Qi collided.

Fang Heng grunted and stumbled backwards, while the Masked Man flew several yards using the momentum and retreated once again.

"Don’t go!"

"Put down Cai Shu!"

Fang Heng shouted, forcibly suppressing the turmoil within his Qi and Blood, driving his True Qi to perform the Lightweight Skill and pursued.

The intruder’s identity was unknown, but his methods were extremely effective, silently bypassing Fang Mansion’s patrols to sneak into the secluded courtyard.

Moreover, he knocked Cai Shu unconscious, intending to abduct her.

Fortunately, Fang Zheng had other means of surveillance set up, which sent timely alerts, preventing the intruder from going unnoticed.

Even so.

This intruder still managed to escape in a heavy siege, and with a mysterious Palm Technique sent Duan Qiongqi from the nurse force flying.

As of now,

Only Fang Heng pursued with unwavering determination.

The two of them, pursued and fleeing, had already run over ten miles, reaching an empty area by a body of water.

"Dianmu and Leigong, descend your Divine Power quickly!"

"Hurry!"

Flipping his hand and retrieving a Thunder Talisman, Fang Zheng recited a Spell and threw it, transforming it into a beam of lightning striking ahead.

"Humph!"

The Masked Man waved his hand, dispersing the incoming lightning, but also had to stop his steps, and couldn’t help angrily saying:

"Boy, considering you’re Fang Zheng’s son, I’ve already been lenient, don’t ask for trouble."

"If you keep pursuing..."

"Don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

"Old scoundrel." Fang Heng roared:

"Put down Cai Shu!"

"Ha..." The Masked Man raised his head and laughed:

"Just you?"

Whatever technique he used, Cai Shu was carried on his shoulder, conscious but unable to move.

Even her voice couldn’t be emitted.

"And me!"

At this moment, a young voice rang out:

"Dan Tian Fire Cloud, mighty and unyielding; capturing demon energy above, slashing evil below; lightning dazzling, wind unending; true transformation, bow to the Emperor."

"As urgent as the law commands."

The voice was crisp, fast, and clear, accompanied by it, a sudden burst of thunder came crashing down.

Then.

Several beams of lightning, far thicker than what Fang Heng’s Spirit Talisman could produce, descended from the sky, striking towards the Masked Man.

Fire hidden within the lightning, the power was even greater.

"Mage?"

The Masked Man waved a large hand, True Qi welcoming the lightning, his tone surprised:

"You must be Fang Zheng’s little daughter Fang Luxiang? Truly exceptionally gifted."

The caster was just taller than a wheel, with soft limbs and a round little face, surprisingly a child.

Just a few years old?

Already a Mage!

Her future prospects are limitless!

"Humph!"

Fang Luxiang snorted lightly, nose raised, pinched a Spirit Talisman and shouted:

"Since you know it’s me, obediently put my sister-in-law down, or don’t blame me for bullying an old man."

"Haha..." The Masked Man laughed loudly:

"Little girl, you’re not much older, yet you speak so boldly, and who told you she’s your sister-in-law?"

"Hmm?"

"Again!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Heng had already charged close, palms charged with lightning, each strike accompanied by a thunderous sound.

In anger, his Palm Force became even more fierce.

Even a large hall might be shattered completely by him.

However...

The Masked Man’s methods were even more adept, his Palm Force as soft as water, no matter how fierce your approach, it couldn’t land a hit.

"Splash!"

A rushing stream emerged from nowhere, rushing towards Fang Heng along with the Masked Man’s Palm Technique.

The water flow wasn’t large, yet heavy as a thousand pounds.

Inside each droplet of water, it rolled and surged like a living thing, as if countless forces were rushing forth.

"Bang!"

Just one palm, and Fang Heng spat blood, stumbling back.

This very move!

Rendered Duan Qiongqi in Fang Mansion without strength to fight, even broke through the interception of private soldiers, and escaped Gu’an County before the battle array formed.

"Ha!"

Seeing this, Fang Luxiang lightly stomped the ground, her face tightened, rapidly pinching Seal Techniques and pointed fiercely.

"Go!"

Swish!

Several streaks of light shot directly towards the Masked Man.

"Oh?"

The Masked Man dodged swiftly, surprise in his voice:

"A set of Flying Needle Magical Artifact, so sharp, its value rivals a Magical Treasure, the Fang family surely has pampered you, this little girl."

"Boy!"

He glanced at Fang Heng coming at him again, his tone displeased:

"Don’t come again, or else..."

"Bang!"

The sound of gunfire rang out.

The Masked Man’s body stiffened, looking down at his chest, and saw a bullet imprinted on his chest.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

Fang Heng, holding a Nine pistol, repeatedly pulled the trigger, the muzzle spat flames, bullets screamed out.

One shot after another,

every shot hit the target.

Yet the result...

"Mo Family Mechanical Technique?" The Masked Man slowly raised his head, his voice heavy:

"Impressive technique!"

"Impressive technique!"

Fang Heng’s face turned pale, Fang Luxiang also paused her actions, her small eyes shifting swiftly.

"Martial Sect!"

Merely relying on physical strength to withstand bullets, it’s something no Martial Artist can do.

That is to say...

The opponent is a Martial Sect!

"Brother!"

Fang Luxiang screamed, and with her short little legs, turned and ran:

"Run fast!"

"Boom!"

Before her voice fell, she felt a roaring Powerful Qi sweeping in from behind, her heart became cold.

The next moment.

"Bang!"

The sound of collision, but not the imagined screams, more like two evenly matched opponents clashing.

Hmm?

Fang Luxiang grew curious, looked back, and immediately showed a joyful expression.

"Father!"

"Father!"

Fang Heng was even more joyous, shouting loudly.