Fang Han's complexion changed slightly.
The visitor's aura was familiar to him - cold, sharp, with a heart-stopping sense of oppression.
It is Prodigy Ranking seventeenth, Nether Pavilion True Disciple Meng Xian!
If Golden Flame Sacred Lotus is discovered by this person, the consequences will be disastrous.
With the grudge between the Nether Pavilion and Azure Profound Sect, and with Meng Xian's hostility towards him, Meng Xian would never be able to sit back and watch him pocket such treasures.
The greater possibility is - killing people and seizing treasures.
"It can't be delayed any longer!"
Fang Han's eyes flashed coldly.
Prodigy Ranking has a mysterious detection ability. Even if the battle is secretive, as long as the battle occurs, it is very likely to be detected.
He wanted to use 100,000 kilograms of physical strength as his trump card, but he originally didn't want to use 100,000 kilograms of physical strength.
But at this moment, I can't care about that much anymore.
Golden Flame Sacred Lotus, he is bound to win.
As for exposing your trump card... if you expose it, then expose it.
He took a deep breath, and the energy and blood in his body began to circulate.
<Black Tortoise True Art>Beginner stage The majestic power lurking deep in the flesh and blood, like a sleeping ancient beast, was completely awakened at this moment.
A hundred thousand kilograms of huge force, all exploded!
"Boom--!"
Fang Han The ground beneath his feet exploded at this moment, with spiderweb-like cracks centered on his feet and spreading crazily in all directions.
His originally slender and well-proportioned body seemed to have grown a bit taller at this moment. Under the green robe, his muscles were stretched out, containing terrifying power that could shake mountains.
The giant python seemed to feel a fatal threat, and a trace of fear flashed in Dark Gold's vertical pupils.
It neighed, and its thick and long python tail swept forward crazily with the power to crack open monuments and rocks.
However, this time, Fang Han did not dodge.
He raised his left hand, spread his fingers, and without dodging or avoiding, he grabbed the tail of the python that was sweeping towards him.
"Bang--!"
There was a dull sound like the sound of a drum.
The python's tail hit Fang Han's palm hard, and the force that was enough to smash a thick ancient tree into pieces was actually caught by him forcefully!
His figure remained motionless, but the ground beneath his feet sank a few inches again due to the huge force.
Extreme horror flashed in the giant python's eyes.
It desperately tried to pull back the python's tail, but found that the tail was tightly grasped by that hand, as if it was locked by an iron hoop, unable to move at all.
Fang Han right hand, Cloudsplitter Sword unsheathed.
There are no fancy sword moves, no subtle Sword Intent.
Just a simple thrust of the sword.
But this sword was filled with all his Fourth Grade Late Stage Internal Qi, as well as the terrifying physical strength of one hundred thousand kilograms.
The sword light was condensed like a line of green light, tearing Void Sundering energy and making a sharp tearing sound.
The speed was so fast that it exceeded the python's reaction limit.
"Pfft--!"
The tip of the sword penetrated the python's head, penetrated through its upper jaw, penetrated the skull, and exited through the back of the head.
The giant python's huge body froze suddenly.
In Dark Gold's vertical pupils, ferocity and fear instantly solidified.
Immediately, its huge body, which was more than ten feet long, fell to the ground.
The ground shook and dust flew.
Kill with one sword.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Han put away his sword and had no time to sigh. He swayed and used <Windcloud Escape> with all his strength.
It turned into a light blue stream of light and flew towards the pool.
Walking on the water, tap the water with your toes, and every time you fall, a circle of ripples will appear on the water.
Three steps, two steps, one step--
He came to Golden Flame Sacred Lotus and stretched out his hand to pick off the lotus flower with golden flames flowing around it.
His hand was slightly heavy, the petals were warm, and the majestic and pure energy was transmitted into his body through the palm, making his whole body vibrate.
He quickly took Golden Flame Sacred Lotus into his arms.
However, it's still too late--
A figure has appeared on the edge of the pool like a ghost.
Black robe, cold aura, and those narrow and sinister eyes.
It is Meng Xian.
He stood at the edge of the pool, his eyes first sweeping over the giant python corpse lying not far away, and then looking at Fang Han.
Seeing the golden lotus that was quickly put away by Fang Han, the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a cold arc.
"Golden Flame Sacred Lotus."
He spoke, his voice low, but with a hint of surprise that was hard to conceal.
"I didn't expect to encounter such a treasure here."
He raised his eyes and looked at Fang Han. There was greed, murderous intent, and a bit of cat-and-mouse banter in his eyes.
"Fang Han, hand over Golden Flame Sacred Lotus, and this True Disciple can spare your life."
His voice was calm, with an unmistakable meaning.
It seems that this is not a discussion, but an order.
Fang Han said nothing.
He just looked at Meng Xian quietly, his eyes as calm as water.
Golden Flame Sacred Lotus in her arms felt warm through her robe.
Hand over?
How is that possible.
With the Nether Pavilion's grudge against him and Meng Xian's hostility towards him, there is no way this person would let him go.
Handing over Golden Flame Sacred Lotus will only make you die faster.
"What? Can't bear to part with you?"
Meng Xian saw Fang Han speechless, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more public.
"Do you think that with your Prodigy Ranking 36 strength, you can protect such a treasure?"
He stood with his hands behind his hands, and the aura around him began to slowly rise.
The terrifying pressure belonging to the seventeenth Prodigy Ranking was like a real mountain, crushing towards Fang Han.
"More than half a year ago, you couldn't even catch my palm. Now, you are lucky enough to be ranked Prodigy Ranking thirty-sixth, do you think you are qualified to compete with me?"
He sneered.
"Today, I will show you how big the gap is between the seventeenth and the thirty-sixth."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand.
In the palm of the hand, Internal Qi, as black as ink, gathered and compressed crazily, and instantly condensed into a condensed palm print.
That palm print was only about a foot square, far less grand than the palm he struck Fang Han at Prefecture City.
But the terrifying aura flowing on it was several times stronger than that palm.
Obviously, facing the current Fang Han, he is no longer as casual as before, but is serious about it.
'Nether Palm.'
Meng Xian shouted lowly and clapped his hands.
The dark palm print, which was about a foot square, was filled with a heart-stopping cold aura, like black lightning tearing through the void, heading straight for Fang Han's face.
Wherever the palm print passed, the air made a "sizzling" corrosive sound, and even the light seemed to be swallowed up.
Fang Han looked solemn, Cloudsplitter Sword lay horizontally in front of him, Fourth Grade Late Stage's <Mystic Wind Art>Internal Qi exploded without reservation, Greater Accomplishment's level of <Void-Sundering Nine Swords>Sword Intent was pushed to the extreme.
Cut it out with one sword!
The cyan sword rainbow and the pitch-black palm print collided violently in mid-air.
"Boom--!!!"
There was a deafening explosion.
The two colors of jet black and dark blue light were wildly intertwined, eroded, and annihilated. The resulting shock wave was like a virtual tsunami, spreading crazily in all directions.
The water surface of the pool sank several feet downward due to the pressure of the shock wave, and then exploded with splashes of water.
The surrounding trees were broken and fell as if blown by a typhoon.
The cyan sword rainbow only lasted for a moment, and then collapsed in front of the terrifying palm power.
Although the dark palm print was a bit dim, it still had residual terrifying power and struck hard on Cloudsplitter Sword, who was blocked by Fang Han's horizontal sword.
"Dang--!"
There was a dull sound like the sound of a giant bell striking.
Fang Han I felt an overwhelming force coming from the sword body, and my whole arm instantly became numb.
His whole body was shaken and he slid backwards. Two deep water marks were plowed under his feet, and he retreated to the edge of the pool before he could barely stabilize his body.
The body Internal Qi is full of blood.
Looking up at Meng Xian, I felt awe-inspiring in my heart.
His strength has grown tremendously compared to half a year ago, and Meng Xian, as a genius who can climb Prodigy Ranking, has also grown in strength.
The power of this palm is probably not close, but comparable to that of an ordinary Third Grade warrior.
"You actually took it?"
Meng Xian A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He originally thought that his 90% strength palm was enough to injure Fang Han.
Unexpectedly, although Fang Han was in a panic, he was not injured.
"I really underestimate you. No wonder you dared to confront me at Prefecture City."
Meng Xian sneered, swayed, and approached again.
He raised his right hand again, the dark Internal Qi surged in his palm, and he slapped it with another palm.
This palm is more concise and sharp than the one just now.
Obviously, he no longer intends to give Fang Han any chance.
Fang Han's eyes narrowed.
The blood in the body Internal Qi is running loudly. <Black Tortoise True Art>Beginner stage The huge force of one hundred thousand kilograms lurking deep in the flesh and blood completely explodes at this moment!
He held the sword with both hands, Cloudsplitter Sword raised it from bottom to top.
This sword was filled with all his Fourth Grade Late Stage Internal Qi, as well as that terrifying one hundred thousand kilograms of physical strength.
The sword light was condensed like a line of green light, tearing Void Sundering energy and making an extremely sharp tearing sound.
"Boom--!!!"
Sword and palm collide again!
This time the collision was far more violent than before.
The two colors of jet black and dark blue light intertwined crazily, and the shock wave generated was like a ring of destruction, spreading crazily in all directions.
The water surface of the pool was forced to sink several feet, and then exploded with a sudden explosion. Water spray rose into the sky, reaching a height of several feet.
The surrounding trees, no matter how big or small, were all uprooted or broken at the waist, with broken branches and leaves flying in the sky.
A layer several feet deep was scraped off the ground, revealing the bare rock below. On the rock, cracks were crisscrossed and bottomless.
In the center of Qi Jin, Fang Han took half a step back and stabilized his figure.
Although he was still forced to retreat, it was obviously much better than when he was forced to retreat continuously just now.
Meng Xian is slightly staggered.
He raised his head and his eyes fell on Fang Han. A hint of surprise that could not be concealed flashed through his sinister eyes.
"You..."
He spoke, his voice low.
"You still have some energy left?"
He had used all his strength in that palm strike just now.
I originally thought it would be enough to severely damage Fang Han.
Unexpectedly, not only could it not hurt Fang Han, it could even make Fang Han embarrassed.
'As expected of Prodigy Ranking, the seventeenth, indeed very strong!'
Fang Han stood with his sword in hand and looked at Meng Xian calmly.
But he was making rapid calculations in his mind.
The sword strike just now was made with all his strength.
One hundred thousand pounds of physical strength, Fourth Grade Late Stage Internal Qi, Greater Accomplishment<Void-Sundering Nine Swords>Sword Intent--
The combination of the three is astonishingly powerful.
But even so, he was still slightly at a disadvantage.
Meng Xian's strength is even higher than he expected.
"Boom!"
Unable to achieve the expected effect, a flash of anger flashed across Meng Xian's face and he moved again.
The speed is astonishingly fast, almost exceeding the limit of visual capture.
The right hand turned into a claw, and on the five fingers, the dark netherworld Internal Qi condensed into five sharp claws.
Tear off the Void Sundering breath and take it straight to the Fang Han throat.