"Alas...... It's been a long time since I've painted, and the level has plummeted!"

Fang Bai put away the needle, clapped his hands, and looked at his "painting", obviously not very satisfied.

When Fang Bai carved the two little turtles on Zu Yu's face, he used the power of True Yuan, and each needle penetrated into Zu Yu's facial flesh and bones, so that in the future, Zu Yu would not even be able to perform the disguise technique.

In other words, unless Zu Yu destroys his entire face, the two little turtles on his face will accompany him for the rest of his life and cannot be removed at all.

In fact, for Zu Yu, the two little turtles carved on his face were already a fortunate thing, if Fang Bai was a little more ruthless, it would not be his face that would be ruined, but his life.

After admiring his "masterpiece" a few times, Fang Bai got up and rushed into the rain curtain again.

Fang Bai did not immediately return to his residence, but released his divine sense, spreading towards the core area of the Purple Flame Sect's headquarters, and soon sensed the aura of the Purple Flame Sect's enshrined elder Hong Qitian in the main hall of a luxurious compound.

Previously, Fang Bai was provoked by Hong Qitian in the martial arts trading market, although later Hong Qitian knew that he could not defeat Fang Bai, and took the initiative to show weakness and retreat, it did not mean that Fang Bai would not care about him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to come out to rectify Zuyu at this moment, Fang Bai was ready to disgust Hong Qitian's old guy by the way.

When there were still about 100 meters away from Hong Qitian's compound, Fang Bai paused, his palms opened, and at the same time he grabbed and closed towards the ground void, and with a "suddenly" sound, two heavy stone slabs with a three-foot square circle flew up from the ground and were held in his hands by Fang Bai.

"Go!"

Fang Bai's figure jumped up in the air, and with a soft shout, he smashed the heavy stone slabs in his hands one after the other, and slammed them forward.

The two heavy stone slabs infused with the power of True Yuan, like two disemboweled cannonballs, carried an astonishing power, at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the air and cracking the air, and roaring towards the main hall of the compound where Hong Qitian lived.

At the same time as the two stone slabs smashed out, Fang Bai turned around and swept in the direction where he lived, his body was like a sharp arrow breaking through the rain curtain, and he was already hundreds of meters away in an instant.

Fang Bai knew that the two stone slabs he had smashed out would definitely alarm many high-level members of the Purple Flame Sect and cause a lot of trouble for Hong Qitian.

"Who?"

Hong Qitian, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the furnace of the main hall refining the elixir, suddenly sensed two crises rushing to him, his eyes suddenly widened, and his body turned into a phantom and rushed to the courtyard outside the hall.

Hong Qitian's eyes were like torches, and he saw that the two black shadows were two stone slabs, and judging from the power of the true yuan contained in the two stone slabs, the strength of the martial artist who smashed the stone slabs was only stronger than himself.

There is such a strong person sneaking into the core area of the Purple Flame Sect, which is something that has not happened the year before, and the other party actually launched an attack on him, I don't know what the purpose is, which made Hong Qitian change color, and his heart was horrified, and he immediately let out a long roar, summoning the strong people of the Purple Flame Sect nearby to come to support.

At the same time, the fire vitality in Hong Qitian's body flowed wildly, and a large amount of crimson fire vitality instantly condensed into the ends of his fists, and the fists seemed to be shrouded in two raging flames, reflecting the night sky several feet in a radius of several zhang.

The downpour fell, and when it approached Hong Qitian's fist, it would be evaporated by the high temperature of the fire energy in an instant, turning into a wisp of white smoke and disappearing.

In the main hall behind Hong Qitian, there is an alchemy furnace that belongs to a low-grade spiritual weapon, as well as a large number of pills that have been refined and the elixir that is ready to be used for alchemy, in case the main hall is hit by two stone slabs infused with true yuan, it will definitely suffer serious damage, and it is difficult to say whether the furnace and cultivation resources in the main hall can be preserved at that time.

If that happens, Hong Qitian must be mad.

Hong Qitian stared at his red eyes, ready to fight with all his might, striving to keep his furnace and cultivation resources.

"Break it for me!"

Seeing that the two stone slabs were about to cross his head and smash through the main hall behind him, Hong Qitian jumped up two feet high, and in the roar, his fists burst out one after another.

Hong-level powerhouses are already able to condense and form their vitality outside their bodies, and they can attack without touching their limbs, which is something that wild-level powerhouses do not have.

The two balls of fire vitality that Hong Qitian blasted out of his fist were also carrying powerful energy, facing the two heavy stone slabs that had been smashed down from the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two flames collided with the two stone slabs in the air, making two earth-shattering loud noises, although the violent storm and lightning and thunder cancelled out part of the sound, but there were still some disciples of the Ziyan Sect who were alarmed and rushed out to watch.

More than a dozen Hong-level powerhouses, including Sect Master Ancestor Tiangang of the Ziyan Sect, reacted at the first time and rushed towards Hong Qitian's residence.

The powerful shock wave generated by the collision of the fire energy and the stone slab spread wildly in all directions, and even the violent wind and rain paused for a moment.

The stone slabs used by the Purple Flame Sect to pave the ground were made of special stones, which were already strong, and during this time, they were infused with earth vitality with strong defensive capabilities by Fang Bai, and they were even more sturdy, although Hong Qitian had tried his best to meet them, he still underestimated the hardness and impact of those two stone slabs.

The stone slab that Fang Bai smashed with all his strength was comparable to a blow from an Celestial-level primary-rank powerhouse, how could it be easily countered by Hong Qitian, a Hong-level mid-level martial artist?

The collision between the fire vitality and the stone slab did not have the result that the stone was bombarded into powder as Hong Qitian expected, and the two stone slabs were only broken into two or three pieces, and the remaining momentum was unabated, a few smashed on Hong Qitian's body, and a few smashed into the main hall behind him.

Hong Qitian snorted, like a lightning strike, blood splattered in his mouth, and he fell to the ground from the air.

Despite this, he was not lightly injured, and he couldn't stand up for a while, so he had to sit cross-legged on the ground and swallow healing pills for pranayama.

However, what made Hong Qitian breathe a sigh of relief was that he did not sense the dangerous aura that followed, indicating that the strong man who smashed the stone slab was likely to have left, and he had no intention of killing him, otherwise his life would not be guaranteed.

There were a few roars from the main hall behind him, and Hong Qitian knew that some parts of the main hall might have collapsed, and the furnace and cultivation resources in the hall would suffer some losses more or less, so he couldn't help but show a look of pain on his face.

After a dozen breaths, more than a dozen Hong-level martial artists of the Purple Flame Sect landed in Hong Qitian's courtyard one after another, and when they saw Hong Qitian sitting on the ground to breathe, and the damaged main hall, they were all stunned, with a look of disbelief.

"Elder Hong, what's going on?"

Seeing Hong Qitian open his eyes, Zu Tiangang took a deep breath and asked with a gloomy face.