"Eight Desolations Divine Sword, Unzhou Slash."
After discovering that he was inferior to Fang Han in both strength and speed, Ye Nantian used Fang Han's force to retreat more than ten meters before unleashing his decisive move. The Eight Desolations Divine Sword in his hand immediately bloomed with golden light, forming a golden blade dozens of meters long that slashed at Fang Han. After Fang Han dodged, the golden blade suddenly softened and attacked again. Fang Han promptly blocked it with the Sound Kill Demon Blade.
"So it's a whip." Shen Fei, who was watching from the side, studied the light blade carefully and realized it was not actually a sharp blade, but something shaped like a whip, extending the Eight Desolations Divine Sword's attack range. Shen Fei was rather speechless at this. While it could indeed improve control over a flying sword, it also increased the risks. Sure enough, after dodging Ye Nantian's attacks several times, Fang Han directly grabbed the golden light blade, yanked Ye Nantian over with a pull, and kicked him flying.
Fang Han then flicked the light blade, immediately wrapping it around Ye Nantian's right leg. He hauled him into the air and smashed him viciously into the ground. With a bang, Ye Nantian let out an involuntary scream before going still. Fortunately, the arena was reinforced by formations and was sturdy enough. Otherwise, that impact would definitely have left a human-shaped crater.
"How is that possible?" The spectators watched Fang Han beat Ye Nantian flat on the ground, their faces filled with disbelief. Fang Qingwei's expression was especially ugly. The more astonishing Fang Han's performance became, the worse her expression looked.
Fang Han looked at Ye Nantian lying motionless on the arena and did not continue attacking. Only after Ye Nantian finally managed to