"Stubborn!"
The masked man's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He stopped talking nonsense and suddenly stood up.
His hands turned into claws, and the iron-colored Internal Qi wrapped around them, turning into two huge iron claws, roaring fiercely, and grabbed Fang Han head-on.
It is also a claw martial art, but it is performed by him who has reached Fourth Grade Late Stage ultimate cultivation level. Its power is more than ten times stronger than Gong Xing!
"What a powerful claw skill!"
Fang Han's eyes were fixed and he did not retreat but advanced.
<Windcloud Escape> is cast, and the body shape is like a wisp of Flowing Wind, avoiding the front of the ghost claw when the time is tight.
Cloudsplitter Sword turned into a blue thunderbolt and pierced the empty door under the masked man's ribs.
"What a speed!"
The masked man was startled, turned sharply, and the ghost claws returned to defense.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
The two exchanged more than ten moves in an instant, Sword Qi intertwined with the claw shadows, and their energy overflowed, splitting the surrounding ground with deep marks.
Lan Yuexin had already retreated to a safe place under the escort of Chen Qiong. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the green-robed figure in the field, her eyes full of nervousness.
Whether he can survive tonight depends on whether Fang Han can stop the masked man.
Although Fang Han is ranked Prodigy Ranking, the masked man is Fourth Grade Late Stage after all, and he is extremely powerful in martial arts.
If he is not over 30 years old, he must be famous on Prodigy Ranking.
When the two fight against each other, it's hard to say who will win and who will lose.
In the field, the battle between Fang Han and the masked man has become intense.
'Iron Hand Ghost Claw!'
The masked man couldn't attack for a long time, and suddenly broke out with a stunt.
I saw his claws waving wildly, and the claw shadows all over the sky were like an iron-colored rainstorm, covering Fang Han's entire body for several feet.
Each claw shadow is extremely solid, with a scream that breaks Void Sundering's anger, and its power is astonishing.
'Void Sundering!'
Fang Han looked calm, and <Mystic Wind Art> Internal Qi surged like a river in his body, pouring all of it into Cloudsplitter Sword.
The sword body let out a clear cry like a dragon's roar, and the green sword light surged, turning into an extremely condensed Sword Qi, slashing out against the shadow of claws in the sky.
"Boom!"
Sword Qi collided head-on with the claw shadow, causing a deafening loud noise.
Waves of air surged, smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the walls of the inn trembled violently under the impact, groaning under the weight.
"Click! Click!"
Cracks spread on the walls, beams and columns broke, and tiles fell.
"Boom--!"
Finally, the two-story wooden building could no longer hold up and collapsed in the aftermath of the fight between the two!
Sawdust was flying and dust was filling the air.
Fang Han and the masked man soared into the sky from the ruins at the same time, their bodies staggered in mid-air, and the sword light and claw shadow collided again.
"Damn it!"
The masked man became more and more frightened as he fought.
His cultivation level is obviously two levels higher than the young man in front of him, but the young man in front of him Body Movement is weird and ghostly, and Sword Technique is unparalleled.
Every collision made him feel a tearing sharpness penetrate his body, and he was unable to gain any advantage at all.
"The attack has failed..."
The masked man thought of retreating.
His goal for this trip was Lan Yuexin, but now that Fang Han is blocking him, nothing can be done.
If the fight continues, I might even get involved in it.
"Shadow Escape!"
He forced Fang Han back violently, and with a flicker of his body, Internal Qi turned into black smoke and filled the air, blocking his vision, while he fled away quickly into the distance.
"Want to leave?"
Fang Han snorted coldly and was about to give chase, but saw the masked man throwing three black balls with his backhand as he was running away.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
When the ball hit the ground, it erupted into thick black smoke, obscuring the view, and carrying a pungent stench, which was obviously highly toxic.
Fang Han frowned slightly, paused, and used Internal Qi to protect his whole body, holding his breath to isolate the poisonous smoke.
When the black smoke dissipated, the figure of the masked man had already disappeared into the night.
"Escaped quite quickly..."
Fang Han stood up with his sword put away, looking towards the direction where the masked man fled, but did not pursue him.
If he unleashes all his strength, it should be possible to completely leave the opponent behind.
However, the current situation is obviously not to the extent that he does not hesitate to expose his trump cards.
As for him taking action to help Lan Yuexin, he will be reported by the masked man and will be resented by the masked man's force. This has been inevitable since he took action.
Even if the masked man and the attacking men in black were wiped out, they couldn't hide it because there were still people from the caravan and the inn.
Not to mention that this attack is extremely suspicious, and there is a high possibility that there are spies among the people in the caravan.
Even the people at the inn, if forced, would definitely tell everything they saw.
"Retreat!"
As the masked man escaped, the other men in black were also demoralized, and they all made feints and fled in all directions.
The caravan Guard wanted to pursue, but were stopped by Chen Qiong.
"Don't chase the bad guys, it's more important to protect the goods and the lady!"
After the battle, the inn was in ruins.
The surviving Guards began to count the casualties and treat the wounded in a busy and orderly manner.
Lan Yuexin walked up to Fang Han and bowed with sincere gratitude in his voice.
"Fang Han Young Master, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. If you hadn't come to my rescue tonight, Yue Xin would have..."
She paused and did not continue speaking, but the fear and gratitude in her eyes were beyond words.
"Miss Yue Xin, you don't have to be like this. Mr. Fang is just repaying your original warning."
Fang Han accepted this gift and said calmly.
"Besides, Fang still has something to ask of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, how can he just sit back and ignore it?"
Lan Yuexin Hearing this, he pursed his lips and smiled, his bright eyes shining with light.
"In any case, Yue Xin will remember this kindness. In the future, if Mr. Fang Han has anything to do, Hundred Treasures Pavilion will do his best to help you."
Fang Han nodded and said no more.
Qingyang Prefecture City, the prosperity remains the same.
To the east of the city, there is a majestic building complex covering an extremely large area, with carved beams and painted pillars, cornices and brackets. In front of the door are two majestic stone lions, with three large gilt characters written on the plaque - Myriad Treasures Tower.
As the top three chambers of commerce in Qingyang Prefecture, Myriad Treasures Tower's power is spread throughout the cities in the county. It competes fiercely with the Hundred Treasures Pavilion and Treasure Gathering Studio.
Deep inside Myriad Treasures Tower, in a luxuriously decorated Quiet Room.
Sandalwood Incense The lights are flickering.
A young man was leaning on a soft couch covered with snow-white fox fur, playing with a crystal clear jade cup in his hand.
He is about twenty-three or four years old, with a handsome face and fair complexion. His narrow phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, showing a depth that belies his age.
He was dressed in dark purple Brocade Robe, with complicated cloud patterns embroidered with gold thread on the corners of his robe.
A piece of mutton-fat white jade is tied around the waist, and a huge jade ring is worn on the thumb. Every detail shows the ultimate luxury.
He is the son of the original poster Myriad Treasures Tower, Wan Yuntian.
He has shown extremely high business talent since he was a child. He was able to independently calculate accounts at the age of ten. He was in charge of three branches of Myriad Treasures Tower at the age of fifteen. He tripled the profits of the branches at the age of twenty. He was selected as the successor to the next landlord early.
Among the younger generation of Qingyang Prefecture, he is recognized as a business wizard, extremely profound and awe-inspiring.
"Boom, boom, boom."
There was a slight knock on the door.
"Come in."
Wan Yuntian didn't even raise his eyelids, his voice was lazy, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
The door opened, and an old man dressed in butler's clothes bowed and entered.
The old man is about sixty years old, with gray hair and a pale face, but his eyes are extremely sharp, like an old fox.
He is Wan Yuntian's personal butler, Wan Fu, who has followed Wan Yuntian for many years and is his most trusted confidant.
"Young Master."
Wan Fu bowed and saluted with a low voice.
"How did things go?"
Wan Yuntian took a sip of the wine in the glass and spoke calmly, as if he was just asking about a trivial matter.
"Go back to the young master..."
Wan Fu paused and lowered his head.
"Failed."
"Huh?"
Wan Yuntian paused slightly, and slowly opened his narrow phoenix eyes, his gaze like a knife falling on Wan Fu.
"Say."
One word, but it carries a suffocating sense of oppression.
Wan Fu had fine beads of sweat on his forehead and quickly reported what happened in detail.
"Beside Lan Yuexin, a Azure Profound Sect True Disciple suddenly appeared, named Fang Han, ranked eighty-one among Prodigy Ranking."
"This person is extremely powerful. He fought with 'Iron Hand' for more than a hundred moves and injured Iron Hand. 'Iron Hand' saw the situation and could not do anything, so he had to order a retreat."
"Fang Han..."
Wan Yuntian repeated the name in a low voice, a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.
He slowly sat up straight and placed the jade cup on the table beside him, making a soft sound.
"Lan Yuexin is good luck."
Wan Yuntian The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but it was not a smile, but a cold mockery.
As the young master of Myriad Treasures Tower, he is very aware of the threat of Lan Yuexin.
Hundred Treasures Pavilion and Myriad Treasures Tower are both the top three chambers of commerce in the county, with overlapping businesses and fierce competition.
And Lan Yuexin is the most proficient in business among the younger generation of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion. In just a few years, the profit of Golden Brilliance City branch has increased several times, and he has also established a good relationship network with many forces in the county.
Such opponents must be eradicated.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to use tactics to lure away Guest Elder Wu Xia who was next to Lan Yuexin with the Upper Third Grade cultivation level, and then sent out "Iron Hand" and other Fourth Grade Late Stage extreme strong men in order to kill him with one blow.
Unexpectedly, the success fell short.
"Fang Han..."
Wan Yuntian pronounced the name again, with a hint of imperceptible resentment in his tone.
He stood up, walked to the window, looked out the window at the dark night, and stood with his hands behind his hands.
"Azure Profound Sect True Disciple, Prodigy Ranking 81..."
He whispered to himself in a low voice, his voice as light as a dream.
"If you mess up something big for me, you will have to pay the price."
Wan Fu stood there, not daring to make a sound. He could feel the suppressed anger on the young master's body.
Having followed Wan Yuntian for many years, he knew very well the temperament of this young master. He was gentle and gentle on the surface, but in reality he was ruthless and cruel, and he would retaliate for his anger.
The name Fang Han must have been hated by the young master.
"Pass the order."
After a long time, Wan Yuntian spoke, and his voice returned to calmness, but it was even more chilling.
"Find out everything about this Fang Han, his origin, his weaknesses, his... everything."
"Young Master, this..."
Wan Fu hesitated for a moment.
"Fang Han is Azure Profound Sect True Disciple after all. If something happens, I'm afraid..."
"I have my own sense of proportion."
Wan Yuntian waved his hand, interrupting Wan Fu.
He sat back on the soft couch, picked up the jade cup, and gently shook the wine in the cup.
"Go down."
Wan Fu bowed and stepped back, and the door closed gently.
In Quiet Room, only Wan Yuntian is left.
He looked at the sloshing wine in the glass, his eyes as deep as a pool.
"Lan Yuexin, I wish you good luck to survive this time, but you won't have such good luck next time."
He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.