Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~~~
The void rippled, and bolts of lightning writhed and streaked wildly through the air.
Hua Tiandu remained calm as he raised one hand to block Fang Qingxue's Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade.
The Yuhua Sect had many factions, with every true disciple forming a faction of their own. Competition between them was exceedingly fierce.
As a rising talent who had nearly condensed a Golden Elixir in such a short time, Fang Qingxue had naturally drawn Hua Tiandu's attention.
"Hua Tiandu, since when did you get to discipline my people!"
Fang Qingxue's face was icy as lightning snakes danced around her, powerful currents hissing sharply.
She stepped forward and charged at Hua Tiandu.
"Junior Sister Fang, your temperament is far too stubborn!"
Hua Tiandu remained composed, calmly raising his hand to fend her off.
The cultivation he had tempered through the endless years beyond the Gate of Eternal Life was rejected by the Gate of Eternal Life, but his insight was by no means something Fang Qingxue could compare to at this point.
Not to mention that his cultivation itself surpassed Fang Qingxue's current level.
Fang Qingxue's origins were strange, and she was suspected to be the reincarnation of some great figure from ancient times. For now, he had no intention of killing her.
In truth, even if he wanted to kill Fang Qingxue now, those old fossils of the Yuhua Sect would never agree.
His goal was to subdue Fang Qingxue.
However, someone like her was born proud and could not be easily subdued. Only by crushing her again and again could he possibly truly conquer her!
As for Fang Han, an outer disciple who could not even withstand a single glance from him, he did not even count as an ant.
Whether he lived or died