Rumble--!!!
Cyan Sword Qi and black palm prints collided in mid-air.
The deafening explosion sounded like a bolt from the blue.
The red and black rays of light wildly intertwined, eroded, and annihilated, and the shock wave generated was like a substantial tsunami, spreading crazily in all directions.
"Click! Click! Boom--!"
The trees under Fang Lin seemed to have been swept by an invisible giant blade. Thick trunks broke and fell one after another. Debris from branches and leaves shot up all over the sky. Smoke and dust rose into the sky, blocking out the sun.
The hard ground of the official road was plowed into a ferocious ravine several feet deep and ten feet long.
"Uh-huh."
In the center of Qi Jin, Yin Huang groaned, and flew out of the tree crown uncontrollably, landing slightly staggering ten feet away, with cracks in the ground beneath his feet.
In a hasty confrontation, Fang Han seized the opportunity and prepared a strike, which actually forced him who was ambushing here into a panic.
Although he took the sword forcefully with his profound cultivation, his hair on the temples was slightly messy and the hem of his robe was cut several times by sharp Sword Qi, so he obviously suffered a small loss.
"Fang! Han!"
Yin Huang stabilized his figure, raised his head and stared at Fang Han, his eyes full of violent and murderous intent.
He originally wanted to ambush Fang Han, but he didn't want to be attacked by Fang Han instead, which made him feel extremely bad now.
"Yin Huang, the proud genius True Disciple, is actually lying in wait on the roadside, what do you want to do?"
Fang Han stood with a sword in his hand, his tone calm but with a biting chill.
When Golden Brilliance City got a secret warning from Lan Yuexin, he chose to avoid the spotlight temporarily because he was concerned about Yin Huang's strength and possible traps.
Unexpectedly, this man was so possessed by gangrene that he chased him all the way to Clear River City and set up an ambush again.
"Fang Han, stop talking nonsense! Let me ask you, was it you who killed my Nether Pavilion disciple Shen You? Did you get the more than four million taels of silver notes he had on him?"
Yin Huang's face was ashen, and his voice was hoarse and cold, like a knife scraping iron.
Fang Han sneered in his heart, it was indeed because of this matter.
His expression remained unchanged, his eyes were calm, and he asked, "Who is Shen You? He has more than four million taels of silver notes on him? I'm afraid you have found the wrong person."
"Pretending to be stupid?"
Yin Huang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the black energy around his body was rolling like boiling. His momentum was rising steadily, and he locked onto Fang Han.
"Fang Han, don't make excuses! Shen You was ordered to deliver money to me. He last appeared not far from Golden Brilliance City, and then disappeared from the world. But you just appeared at Golden Brilliance City at this time, and you were rich enough to take the photo of Vajra Fruit!"
"Is there such a coincidence in the world? You must be motivated by wealth, killing people and stealing goods!"
"Yin Huang, your imagination is too rich. Golden Brilliance City is a big city in the county, and there are countless warriors coming and going every day. Is it possible that every person with money who disappears must be blamed on Fang?"
Fang Han Hearing this, the corner of his mouth curled up into a sarcastic arc.
"As for Vajra Fruit, Fang raised tens of millions to legitimately bid for it. He wanted to attack me based on only conjecture without any real evidence. Nether Pavilion True Disciple is really overbearing."
"Good! What a sharp tongue!"
Yin Huang laughed in anger, knowing that asking further questions would be in vain, Fang Han would never admit it.
The last trace of hesitation in his eyes was completely replaced by crazy murderous intent.
"Since you refuse to admit your guilt, then my subordinates will show you the truth! When I capture you, I won't be afraid that you won't do anything!"
Before he finished speaking, the aura around Yin Huang exploded, reaching Fourth Grade's terrifying pressure like a physical mountain, crushing towards Fang Han.
As the 82nd Prodigy Ranking, he is naturally a Fourth Grade warrior.
Taking one step forward, the ground beneath his feet was cracked. He approached like a ghost. He clenched his right fist and punched Fang Han through the air.
Nether Bone-Erosion!
With one punch, the situation changes.
The majestic and cold Internal Qi came out of the body and instantly condensed into a solid black fist seal the size of a water tank.
Above the fist mark, a ghostly face loomed, and he howled sadly, carrying a vicious energy that eroded the bones and corrupted Internal Qi.
Wherever it passed, the air made a "sizzling" sound, as if it was being corroded.
Nether Pavilion's exercises tend to be yin-cold and vicious, and the exercises he practices can be called yin-cold and vicious even among the Nether Pavilion's many yin-cold and vicious exercises.
"The power of this punch is even stronger than Chu Feng's Sword Technique!"
I felt that the power contained in Yin Huang's punch was surprisingly higher than that of Chu Feng who was also Fourth Grade, and Internal Qi was extremely cold and vicious.
If he hadn't known that Nether Pavilion's skills had always been like this, Fang Han might have thought that Yin Huang was practicing magic skills.
He was stern in his heart, knowing that it was never wise to challenge him head-on.
"Whoosh--!"
The <Windcloud Escape> under my feet was instantly pushed to the current extreme, and Internal Qi surged through my body.
His figure seemed to have truly transformed into the formless Flowing Wind, drifting back to the side and back when there was no time to escape.
"Tsk-boom!"
The dark fist mark the size of a water tank, wrapped in a gloomy aura, whizzed past Fang Han's afterimage and hit the official road hard.
Accompanied by the harsh sound of corrosion and the loud noise of earth and rock cracking, the hard ground was plowed into a ferocious ravine that was several feet deep and extended straight forward.
The soil was rolled up at the edge, and plumes of black smoke were rising, showing the terrifying power.
"Tsk--"
Just when Yin Huang's old strength has just left and new strength has not yet been born.
Fang Han's figure flashed like a ghost. With the astonishing speed after <Windcloud Escape>Minor Accomplishment, he appeared on the side of Yin Huang as if teleporting.
Flowing Wind Sword Qing Yue trembled, and the late-stage fifth-grade <Mystic Wind Art> Internal Qi was poured into it without reservation, and the dark green sword body was full of brilliance.
The meaning of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> at the Proficiency Realm level exploded, causing the surrounding airflow to converge and compress crazily, and the air at the tip of the sword made a sharp tearing sound.
His eyes are as sharp as an eagle's, seizing the fleeting opportunity.
With all his strength, the sword turned into a cyan giant that was so condensed that it seemed to be able to tear apart the void, and it slashed towards the empty door under Yin Huang's ribs.
This sword is fast, ruthless and accurate!
Using his speed and fierceness to the extreme, it was the strongest attack he could unleash at this moment.
"Hmm? It's so fast!" l
The blow missed, and a trace of surprise flashed in Yin Huang's eyes.
Obviously, he didn't expect Fang Han's Body Movement to be so clever and quick, easily avoiding his prepared attack.
And quickly appeared at his side, counterattacking him.
However, after all, he is the 82nd ranked genius of Prodigy Ranking. He has extremely rich combat experience and is not confused even if he is frightened.
The reaction is also super fast.
Sensing the fatal sharpness coming from his side, he let out a low cold snort in his throat, and actually forcibly turned his body to face the direction of the sword light.
Before he could retract his right fist in time, his left fist was thrown out like a poisonous dragon coming out of its cave.
The fist was instantly enveloped in rich black energy, as if covered with an indestructible black iron glove.
Carrying the biting cold wind, he went straight towards the attacking Flowing Wind Sword without dodging or dodging.
Fight the sword with your fist!
"Dang--!!!"
When fists and swords intersected, what erupted was not the sound of broken flesh and blood, but the deafening sound of gold and iron, like the violent collision of two giant hammers.
Flowing Wind Sword's unparalleled sharp Sword Qi collided with Yin Huang's condensed cold netherworld Internal Qi. The two forces with completely different properties but the same majestic and terrifying force instantly exploded, squeezed, and annihilated!
A circular shock wave visible to the naked eye centered on the collision point and spread like ripples.
The surrounding air was stirred into chaos, and a layer of dust on the ground was scraped off in a circular shape.
"Deng, Deng, Deng..."
Fang Han I felt an overwhelming force coming from the sword body, which was mixed with a cold and vicious energy, trying to corrode the meridians.
His body shook violently, and he involuntarily took seven steps back.
Every step left a deep footprint on the hard soil, and cracks spread like spider webs.
He just managed to resolve the force, and the arm holding the sword was slightly numb.
On the other side, Yin Huang also swayed and staggered backwards, the ground also being stepped on and cracked.
Although he had profound cultivation, he changed his moves in a hurry to meet the attack, and only used 60 to 70% of his 100% power.
Fang Han, on the other hand, gathered his energy and spirit and slashed with all his strength, exerting 100% of his peak power.
The result is an even match.
No one could take advantage, and they were both knocked back.
However, this result is difficult to accept for Yin Huang, who is arrogant and feels that his strength far exceeds that of Fang Han.
His face instantly became so gloomy that water dripped from his eyes, and his eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent.
I am the 82nd Prodigy Ranking, with a cultivation level of Fourth Grade, but I was actually forced to look a little embarrassed when dealing with a guy in the late fifth level, and even retreated during the fight.
This is simply a shame!
"Roar!"
Yin Huang let out a deep roar, like a wounded beast.
"Bang!"
He kicked the ground violently with his feet, and with a muffled sound, a shallow pit was created in the ground, and his body forcibly stopped retreating.
The next moment, the black energy around him surged again, his aura became more and more violent, and his whole body rushed towards Fang Han like an arrow from a string.
This time, he punched out with both fists, the wind roared, and the condensed black fist marks hit Fang Han like a barrage of cannons.
The offensive is like a violent storm, trying to completely crush Fang Han with absolute power!
"Wha--!"
Facing this overwhelming and more powerful onslaught, Fang Han's eyes were cold and calm, with no intention of forcefully attacking.
<Windcloud Escape> Once again, he exerted himself to the extreme, and his figure seemed to turn into catkins in the wind, or like shadowless clouds.
Weaving and dodging in the gaps between the dense fist seals.
His figure became blurry and difficult to distinguish, and every moment before the fist mark touched his body, he would quietly slide away.
The mystery of "melting into the wind and disappearing without a trace" after <Windcloud Escape>Minor Accomplishment is vividly displayed.
Avoiding the frontal edge, he used mysterious footwork. With an absolute speed far exceeding Yin Huang, his body was like electricity and he instantly circled to the side of Yin Huang.
Flowing Wind Sword turned into a life-threatening green light again, and with terrifying power that could easily be pierced by an iron man of the same proportion, it quickly stabbed Yin Huang's shoulder blade.
"Dang--"
Yin Huang reacted very quickly. When he sensed Sword Qi coming from the side, he immediately twisted his body and punched to block, and swung the sword away again.
"Whoops--"
Fang Han walked away with one strike, never willing to fight, his figure blurred again, and the next moment he appeared behind Yin Huang, with the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yin Huang's back heart.
Yin Huang Although he was frightened, he could identify his position by listening to the wind, made a strange twist, and punched out with his backhand, accurately hitting the sword spine, and then breaking the killing move.