"Fang Han..."
Feeling the terrifying aura of Gong Biao, the expressions of Fang Lingyuan and others changed drastically, and they quickly wanted to help Fang Han.
But the old man in black robe and the Gong Clan warrior naturally refused to give in, and immediately fought with them.
"Tsk--"
Facing Gong Biao's ferocious attack, Fang Han remained calm.
It wasn't until Gong Biao rushed a few feet in front of him, and the wind of the fist was already hitting his face, that he calmly lifted Flowing Wind Sword, and simply stabbed straight with his sword!
There are no fancy moves, no amazing momentum.
But when the sword thrust out, the air at the tip of the sword seemed to be extremely compressed, making a small but sharp sound.
Two percent of Wind Momentum condensed on the tip of the sword, making the sword's speed and penetration reach an incredible level.
First come first!
"Poof!"
The tip of the sword was accurately positioned on Gong Biao's fist.
First there was a dull sound of Internal Qi collision, and then there was a dull sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh.
Gong Biao felt an indescribable sharp Internal Qi, like a devastating force, instantly penetrated the Internal Qi attached to his fist, tore his fist bones, and poured in crazily along the meridians of his arm.
"Ah--!"
He let out a shrill scream, and his forward body flew back faster than when he came, blood spurting out from his mouth.
The right arm showed an unnatural twist, and the bones were obviously broken. The chest was hit by the fierce Sword Qi aftermath, and there was a deep scar visible on the bone, dripping with blood.
"Bang!"
He hit the wall behind him hard, causing cracks like spider webs in the wall, and then fell softly to the ground. His face was like gold paper, his breath was instantly weak to the extreme, and his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
A sword!
With just one sword strike, he, a sixth-grade warrior, was defeated and seriously injured!
How is this possible?
Fang Han glanced at the seriously injured Gong Biao with indifferent eyes, and his figure moved again!
Like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, <Flowing Wind Shadowless Step> unfolds, leaving afterimages in the field.
Every time the sword light flashes, a Gong Clan warrior will be struck by the sword in the throat and fall to the ground dead.
The black-robed old man saw that the situation was not good, and just as he was about to make a move, a green sword light struck like a poisonous snake. He blocked it with all his strength, but felt a pain in his wrist, and the sword fell out of his hand. The next moment, the tip of the sword was touching his heart.
The eyes of the old man in black robe were full of despair and unwillingness, and his body fell softly to the ground.
As for Gong Bao, he was able to follow the public not because of how strong he was, but because he was the son of Gong Biao, so he was naturally killed the first time.
In just a dozen breaths, all the remaining Gong Clan warriors, including the black-robed old men with peak cultivation levels Gong Bao and Seventh Rank, were killed!
In the hall, the smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating.
Fang Clan Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them, as if they were in a dream.
From the time Fang Han appeared to when Gong Clan everyone was completely wiped out, it only took a few seconds!
The situation reversed so quickly that their brains almost stopped thinking.
Fang Han sheathed his sword and his eyes fell on Gong Biao, who was lying limply on the ground and seriously injured.
"You, your clothes are not borrowed..."
Gong Biao looked at the corpses of his son Gong Bao and many clan members, filled with grief and anger, and suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with endless regret.
He was wrong, so wrong!
The opponent's True Disciple clothes are not borrowed at all. This terrifying strength is definitely Azure Profound Sect True Disciple.
He unexpectedly provoked such an evil star and caused such great losses to the Gong Clan. Even his son Gong Bao died.
"Wasn't it very arrogant just now?"
Fang Han walked up to Gong Biao with cold eyes. Flowing Wind Sword unsheathed his sword again and flashed his sword.
"Ah--!"
Gong Biao let out an even more miserable scream, his right hand was severed at the wrist, and blood spurted out.
"Go back and tell Gong Xing."
Fang Han's voice was calm, but it carried a chill that made people's hearts palpitate.
His eyes were like daggers, looking directly at Gong Biao's face that was twisted with pain and fear.
"I waited for him at the Fang Clan for five days. If he didn't come within five days, he would wait for me to leave and attack Fang Clan..."
Fang Han's tone paused slightly, a chilling killing intent filled the air, and the temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop suddenly.
"I will kiss you Gong Clan and leave you Gong Clan alone!"
Gong Biao trembled all over, feeling the substantial killing intent. He had no doubt about the authenticity of Fang Han's words.
He struggled, using his remaining left hand, to pick up the body of his son Gong Bao with difficulty, and then glanced at the corpse of the Mandi tribesman.
Limping like a bereaved dog, he staggered away from the Fang Clan hall, his back full of desolation.
Fang Han looked at the direction where Gong Biao disappeared with deep eyes.
The reason why he spared Gong Biao's life and gave him a five-day deadline was to completely solve the hidden danger of Gong Xing.
Otherwise, after he leaves, if Gong Xing attacks Fang Clan, Fang Clan will definitely not be able to resist.
In the hall, the strong smell of blood filled the air.
Fang Lingyuan, Fang Mingde, Fang Tu, Fang Zhenshan and other Fang Clan core characters gathered around Fang Han, their faces full of shock and ecstasy.
But deep in his eyes, there was also a hint of lingering worry.
"Fang Han, you... have you really become Azure Profound Sect True Disciple?"
Fang Lingyuan took a deep breath, glanced at the luxurious and majestic silver-patterned green robe on Fang Han again, and asked in confirmation with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.
"Return to Clan Head, yes."
Fang Han nodded slightly, his tone calm but affirmative.
"This disciple is now ranked 30th in the Azure Profound Sect General Ranking and has obtained the status of True Disciple."
Although they had already guessed it, after hearing Fang Han's confirmation with their own ears, Fang Lingyuan and others couldn't help but take a breath, and then their faces burst into uncontrollable excitement and pride.
"Okay! Okay!"
Fang Tu Elder slapped his thigh excitedly with a loud voice.
"I knew it, Fang Clan gave birth to a real dragon, Fang Han, you really brought glory to me Fang Clan!"
"In just over two months, General Ranking jumped from the 95th to the 30th place, to True Disciple... Such a promotion speed is unheard of!"
Fang Elder Mingde's eyes were filled with wonder.
Fang Elder Zhenshan also nodded heavily, with a rare smile on his usually serious face, "God bless me Fang Clan!"
After the excitement, Fang Lingyuan quickly calmed down, and the worry in his eyebrows resurfaced again.
"Fang Han, although you are now Azure Profound Sect True Disciple, but that Gong Xing, after all, is Nether Pavilion, the veteran True Disciple, so your strength must be extremely strong, can you be sure..."
He didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was self-evident.
Gong Xing has been famous for a long time and his strength is unfathomable. Although Fang Han is also True Disciple, he is a newcomer after all. If the two of them faced off, the outcome would be unpredictable.
Fang Han naturally understood Clan Head's worries. He glanced at several Elder, his eyes were calm and confident, and he said slowly.
"Clan Head, you Elders don't have to worry too much. Since I dare to leave a message for Gong Xing to come, I am confident of dealing with it."
"Gong Xing It's okay if he doesn't come. If he dares to come, I will make him pay the price."
His voice was not high, but it carried a convincing and firm force.
It is a kind of absolute confidence in one's own strength, and a kind of calm demeanor that has been honed through fighting.
Looking at Fang Han's calm yet profound eyes, Fang Lingyuan and others felt inexplicably at ease.
They suddenly realized that the Fang Han in front of them was no longer the boy who needed Lineage's protection, but a strong man who could truly stand alone and even protect Lineage.
His realm, his vision, and the world he lives in have exceeded their imagination.
"Okay! That's good!"
Fang Lingyuan nodded vigorously and suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart.
"Leave it to us to handle this. You have been traveling for days and experienced fighting. Go back and rest first."
"Yes."
Fang Han handed over and left Living Room, who was still filled with a faint smell of blood, and walked straight towards the depths of Lineage, where his parents lived, "Rain-Listening Pavilion".
The news of his return and what happened in the front hall had obviously been reported by the servants.
As soon as he stepped into the moon gate of the Rain-Listening Pavilion, two figures hurriedly came out of the house to greet him. It was his father Fang Zheng and his mother Lin Wan.
Both of them had expressions of eagerness, excitement and disbelief on their faces.
"Han'er!"
Lin Wan quickly stepped forward, grabbed Fang Han's hand, and looked up and down carefully, as if to confirm whether his son was intact.
"A servant just came to report that you killed the invading Gong Clan man and have become a disciple of the Azure Profound Sect True Disciple? Is this true?"
Although Fang Zheng did not speak, the eyes that stared closely at Fang Han and the slightly trembling lips also revealed the extreme unrest in his heart.
The news coming from the front hall was so shocking that they couldn't digest it for a while.
"Father, mother, it's true."
After returning home, Fang Han said with a relaxed and gentle smile on his face.
"My son is now a disciple of the Azure Profound Sect True Disciple. The trouble in the front office has been solved. All the people in the Gong Clan have been executed. Only one of them is left to report the news."
After receiving their son's personal confirmation, Fang Zheng and Lin Wan's hanging hearts finally dropped, and they were immediately overwhelmed by huge ecstasy.
"True Disciple... my son has become True Disciple's disciple of the Azure Profound Sect!"
Fang Zheng murmured to himself, with a little tear shining in his eyes.
He was just a Fang Clan sideline, with no talent for martial arts. He had been doing nothing for half his life, but the son he didn't want to give birth to became Azure Profound Sect True Disciple.
This is simply a sign of honor, enough to change their team's status in Lineage, and even the fate of the entire Fang Clan.
Lin Wan even cried with joy, wiping the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief. "Okay, okay! I knew my son had a future! What a blessing from our ancestors!"
"Brother! Brother is back!"
A little girl with braids, about seven or eight years old, and a pretty girl ran out of the house. It was Younger Sister Fang Ying from Fang Han.
She is now seven years old, and has reached the age where she has begun to understand. Although she does not fully understand what "True Disciple disciple" means, seeing her parents so happy, she also knows that her brother has done something extraordinary.
He fluttered to Fang Han like a happy little butterfly, hugging Fang Han's waist, raising his little face, and his big dark eyes full of admiration and curiosity.
"Brother, isn't Azure Profound Sect very big? Have you become the most powerful person there?"
Seeing Younger Sister's innocent appearance, the smile on Fang Han's face grew wider, and he bent down to pick her up.
"Azure Profound Sect is indeed very big. My brother is not the most powerful yet, but he will work hard to become stronger and protect his parents and Xiao Ying."
"Yeah! Brother is the best!"
Fang Ying nodded vigorously and hugged Fang Han's neck.