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Eh, what is this?

Everyone had this question in their minds.

As for the silver-haired man, after a moment of shock, he immediately fled far away.

Although he was confident that he could defeat Feng Zhi, the silver net was obviously not a good thing. Since he was clear about this, how could he risk his life to do so?

One had to know that Feng Zhi's reputation had not come to him for nothing.

At least, compared to his prediction beforehand, the Feng Zhi that he saw with his own eyes, was much stronger.

However …

Seeing the silver haired man's dodging movements, Feng Zhi smirked.

If the methods of the cultivator were so easily avoided by others, then how would the cultivators be able to be ahead of the other warriors?

He waved the jade sword in his hand a few more times. The silver net that was about to miss suddenly seemed to have its own consciousness. Not only did it take advantage of the turn and pounced towards the silver-haired man, its speed also increased by a huge margin.

How could the silver-haired man have expected such an unexpected turn of events? It was as if he had instinctively dodged the roll of a donkey.

In this way, the silver-haired man lost all of his previous grace.

However, he was not thinking about anything disgraceful at the moment. He first looked at Feng Zhi, then stared at the silver net, as if she was facing a great enemy.

When he was almost hit by the silver net, the man's hairs stood on end.

With his keen sense for danger, he could imagine that if he really got hit by that silver net, the consequences would be much worse than what he imagined.

This Feng Zhi...

He really lived up to his name!

The man didn't dare to have any more luck. The disdain and unwillingness he felt from being assigned to capture a little girl was gone without a trace.

At this time, Feng Zhi did not think that she would give the silver-haired man any more time to catch her breath.

With her fingertip pointing towards the faintly discernible silver net, Feng Zhi softly spat out a word, "Bind!"

With that, the silver net started to chase after the silver-haired man again.

The silver-haired man's strength was not mediocre, and he seemed to be quite adept at escaping. No matter how fast the silver net was, he was able to dodge it with his seemingly dangerous movements.

However …

Feng Zhi never thought that she would be able to capture the silver-haired man with just this silver web.

The silver-haired man was restrained by the silver net, but she wasn't.

He laughed coldly, the jade sword in Feng Zhi's hand pointed towards the sky, and instantly, a mass of black clouds appeared in the sky. The black clouds kept rolling, and in the end, formed a terrifying vortex.

Within the whirlpool, there was a faint flash of lightning.

It sounded slow, but it all happened in the blink of an eye.

This was the Nine Star Lightning Controlling Technique.

Previously, with Feng Zhi's Aurous Core stage strength, she was also able to use the Nine Star Lightning Controlling Technique. However, when she used this move, not only did it consume a lot of spiritual energy, it also took him a very long time to prepare.

But now it was different. Not only did the dark clouds, vortex, and lightning form in a split-second, but the power within it had also increased by countless times.

This was something that Long Yan had experienced the most.

The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch. If Feng Zhi had used the Nine Star Lightning Controlling Technique at that time, even if she did not die, he would have at least shed a layer of skin.

One had to know how difficult it was to skin a dragon.

It was also because of these memories that Long Yan's lips, which had originally been pressed into a straight line, finally could not help but slightly curve upwards.

As for the silver-haired man.

When he came outside the Dragon Pass, he did not take Feng Zhi seriously at all, but now, when Feng Zhi was still fine, he was chased like a stray dog by the silver net, to the point that she did not even touch Feng Zhi's clothes.

Just then, Feng Zhi pointed her jade sword again, and the sky started to churn, feeling the danger from the black clouds, the man could no longer hold on, and with a shout, she tried to escape.

But how could Feng Zhi let him escape at this time? With a swipe of the jade sword, a ray of purple, malevolent electric light shot towards the silver-haired man.

It was clearly daytime now, but when the flash of lightning struck down, the crowd suddenly had the illusion that their eyes had gone dark.

Then...

Crack, crack, crack …

The crowd only heard this kind of noise before they smelled the fragrance of meat.

So...

The previously arrogant silver-haired man had already been roasted?

Everyone could not help but twitch their mouths.

Soon after, the silver net, which had been chasing the silver-haired man all this time, finally wrapped itself tightly around the silver-haired man.

The silver-haired man did not utter a sound nor cried out in pain after taking the lightning strike, but the moment he was wrapped by the silver net, veins bulged on his forehead and two rows of teeth were tightly clenched. Even so, he was still unable to endure the pain and let out a cry of pain that came out of his mouth.

How much pain was this?

He believed that only the silver-haired man himself knew.

Feng Zhi looked at the man's pained expression, but did not feel the slightest bit of relief. She lifted the jade sword in her hand high up again, and the vortex formed by the black clouds in the sky started to spin even faster. Then, one after another, lightning bolts after another left the black clouds and struck the silver-haired man's body.

This went on for eight more rounds.

In the end, the originally flirtatious silver hair of the silver-haired man turned charred. His clothes were charred and a gust of wind blew away the flying ash, revealing his scarred skin.

What did it feel like to be struck by lightning?

Feng Zhi who had survived the thunder tribulation and was tortured to death knew best.

Looking at the bluish-purple electric arcs that hadn't disappeared from the silver-haired man's body for a long time, and then looking at the wounds on his body that were continuously increasing, Feng Zhi finally felt slightly relieved of her hatred in her heart.

It was also at this moment that the others noticed the abnormality of the silver-haired man.

Feng Zhi's Nine Star Lightning Controlling Technique did not hold back at all. The man's originally undamaged skin, under the rampage of thunder and lightning, was completely undamaged.

However, even though the lightning's effect had completely disappeared, the injuries on the man's body were still increasing.

Although the wounds looked small, they were densely packed together, covering all of the man's skin.

If anyone with such a strong fear of death saw this, they would have immediately fainted.

Everyone immediately looked at the silver net that was still binding the man. They had a feeling that the wounds on the man's body were definitely related to the silver net.