"Set a Major Merit as a reward?"
Fang Han's eyes narrowed slightly, no wonder Yuan Zhan showed excitement when seeing him.
One Major Merit is equivalent to three Minor Merit, which can be exchanged for a master-level skill or some kind of precious heavenly material and earthly treasure. It is an irresistible temptation for any Elder.
"Not bad."
Yuan Zhan The curve of the corner of his mouth became more and more public, and the sunken eyes shone with greedy light.
"Your head is worth Major Merit to me Nether Pavilion. I didn't expect that I would be so lucky that I would meet you."
He slowly raised the long knife. The blade was as black as ink and glowed coldly in the sunlight.
The aura around him was rising steadily, and the terrifying pressure of Third Grade Late Stage was like a physical mountain, crushing towards Fang Han.
"Today is your death day."
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Zhan moved.
The body transformed into a jet-black stream of light, moving at an astonishing speed, and in an instant it had already reached Fang Han.
The long knife was wrapped with rich black energy, and with a scream that ripped Void Sundering's energy, it chopped straight into Fang Han's head.
This knife was fast and cruel, without the slightest hint of temptation.
The air was torn like cloth, and the surrounding ground was filled with sand and rocks.
Fang Han's eyes narrowed, Cloudsplitter Sword stood in front of him and took the knife forcefully.
"Dang--!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded, and sparks flew everywhere.
A powerful force came from the sword body, and the ground under Fang Han's feet was cracked, but his body did not move at all.
<Black Tortoise True Art>Beginner stage's 100,000 kilograms of physical strength, combined with Third Grade Early Stage's Internal Qi, urged Perfection Realm<Void-Sundering Nine Swords>, allowing him to take the blow of Yuan Zhan.
"Huh?"
Yuan Zhan's eyes flashed with surprise.
Although he did not use all his strength with this strike, he still used seven or eight points of his strength. An ordinary Third Grade warrior would be seriously injured even if he did not die under this strike.
The young man in front of me actually accepted it so lightly.
And if his perception was correct, the young man's cultivation level should have exceeded Third Grade.
At only 20 years old, he has actually broken through the Upper Third Grade bottleneck that has trapped countless people and risen to the level of Upper Third Grade.
"It has actually broken through Third Grade. What a terrifying talent. It's a pity that I will die here today."
Yuan Zhan sneered, Blade Intent changed again.
The long knife turned into a black shadow that filled the sky, pouring down like a violent storm.
Each knife was wrapped in a cold and biting black energy, covering Fang Han's entire body.
Fang Han does not retreat but advances, Cloudsplitter Sword dances like a wheel, green Sword Qi criss-crosses, violently colliding with the sword shadows in the sky.
"Dang-dang-dang-dang--!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing was like exploding beans, with sparks flying everywhere.
The two figures collided fiercely in the open space in front of the mine.
Fang Han pushed <Windcloud Escape> to the extreme, and his figure was erratic, shuttling in and out of Yuan Zhan's fierce Blade Intent.
He did not fight head-on with Yuan Zhan, but relied on Body Movement's flexibility to look for opportunities to counterattack.
Yuan Zhan's sword skills are fierce and domineering, and each sword carries the power of Mountain-Splitting Stone-Cracking.
But Yuan Zhan's Body Movement was obviously not as good as him. After dozens of moves, he was cut from the side several times and almost got hit by his sword.
"What an amazing Sword Technique!"
Yuan Zhan's eyes flashed with solemnity.
This young man's strength far exceeded his expectations.
Not only is the physical strength astonishing, Sword Technique is fierce, Body Movement is even more ghostly and unpredictable.
He was obviously just Third Grade Early Stage, but he was able to fight vigorously with his own Third Grade Late Stage without falling behind at all.
In the distance, Wu Zheng, who had fallen on the ground, struggled to hold himself up. His eyes fell on the green-robed figure in the field, with surprise in his eyes.
He originally thought that Fang Han could not survive ten moves under Yuan Zhan.
Unexpectedly, after dozens of moves, Fang Han not only did not retreat, but was evenly matched with Yuan Zhan.
And the reason is actually--
"Third Grade...Fang Han has actually broken through to Third Grade!"
Wu Zheng muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.
He finally understood why the sect sent Fang Han and True Disciple disciples to support him.
Fang Han not only broke through Third Grade, but once it broke through, it had a combat power comparable to Third Grade Late Stage.
Such talent, such strength...
Wu Zheng The disappointment in my heart has long since disappeared, replaced by joy.
"Dang--!"
Another violent collision.
Fang Han and Yuan Zhan each took a few steps back and faced each other several feet apart.
Yuan Zhan stood with a knife in his hand, his face as gloomy as water.
He didn't expect that Fang Han would be so difficult to deal with.
After dozens of moves, he not only failed to defeat the opponent, but was forced into danger several times by the opponent.
"It's so difficult!"
Yuan Zhan thought in his heart.
He took a deep breath, and the breath around him suddenly surged.
On the long knife, the black energy gathered crazily, condensing into substance, and the blade buzzed and trembled, making a hungry scream.
The next moment, he moved.
This knife was faster and more severe than any previous knife.
The light of the sword turned into a jet-black bolt, carrying the terrifying power of tearing everything apart, and slashed straight at Fang Han.
This sword not only uses full strength, but also uses explosive skills to temporarily enhance the explosive power of Internal Qi.
It can be called the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
Fang Han pupils shrink.
He could feel the power of this sword, which was far stronger than before.
But he didn't retreat.
<Azure Profound Art>Internal Qi in the body is flowing at an unprecedented speed, and is poured into Cloudsplitter Sword.
On the sword body, the green-gold brilliance skyrocketed, emitting a clear and deafening sword cry.
<Void-Sundering Nine Swords>Perfection Realm's 100% Wind Momentum was pushed to the extreme by him.
One hundred and fifty thousand kilograms of physical strength exploded without reservation.
Cut it out with one sword!
The cyan sword rainbow and the pitch-black sword light collided violently in mid-air.
"Boom--!!!"
There was an earth-shaking loud explosion.
The shock wave spread around like a tsunami. Wherever it passed, a layer of the ground was scraped off, gravel was shot up, and smoke and dust filled the air.
In the center of Qi Jin, Fang Han and Yuan Zhan groaned at the same time and floated backwards.
Fang Han took five steps back, each step leaving deep footprints on the hard ground.
Yuan Zhan took four steps back, and deep ravines were also plowed under his feet.
"I couldn't win it!"
Yuan Zhan's face completely darkened.
He used an explosive technique to strike with all his strength, but he failed to gain any advantage.
This young man's strength far exceeded his expectations.
"Fang Han..."
Yuan Zhan gritted his teeth and his voice was low and hoarse.
"Everyone underestimates you."
Fang Han didn't speak, he just stood with his sword in hand, his eyes as calm as water.
Judging from the previous fight, Perfection Realm<Void-Sundering Nine Swords>, one hundred thousand kilograms of physical strength, Third Grade Early Stage Internal Qi--
The combination of the three is enough to compete head-on with Third Grade Late Stage like Yuan Zhan.
But this is not enough.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, and <Azure Profound Art>Internal Qi surged through his body again.
But this time, what he cast was no longer <Void-Sundering Nine Swords>, but - Grandmaster Sword Technique <Void-Sundering Sword Manual>.
"Buzz--"
The next moment, an indescribable aura suddenly emerged from his body.
The aura was extremely sharp, with terrifying tearing Artistic Conception, as if it could tear everything into pieces.
Wind Sword Intent, outbreak!
Above Cloudsplitter Sword, the green-gold brilliance suddenly changed, turning into a sharp meaning that was almost transparent but solid.
The sword buzzed and trembled, as if the beast that had been thirsty for a long time finally smelled blood.
"This is..."
Yuan Zhan's pupils suddenly shrank, and a chill shot straight from the soles of his feet to the sky.
Sword Intent!
This young man actually understood Sword Intent!
"Not good!"
Yuan Zhan dead souls emerged, trying their best to retreat.
But Fang Han's sword has arrived.
This sword didn't have any fancy changes, it was just a simple thrust.
But the moment the sword was thrust out, the world seemed to freeze for a moment.
Wherever the sword tip passed, a thin crack was made in the air silently.
The fine marks were as clear as a knife cutting through the paper, and they lingered for a long time.
What's even more frightening is that an invisible spiritual shock hits his face with this sword.
That is the pressure that comes with Sword Intent, which pierces the soul.
Yuan Zhan felt a sudden shock in his mind, and his consciousness was in a trance for a moment.
This moment is the difference between life and death.
When he came back to his senses, Cloudsplitter Sword was already in front of him.
He could only try his best to block with his sword.
"Dang--!"
The long knife collided with Cloudsplitter Sword, and a dull sound of gold and iron erupted.
But the power contained in this sword far exceeded Yuan Zhan's expectations.
Wind Sword Intent's sharpness, one hundred thousand kilograms of physical strength, Third Grade Early Stage's Internal Qi--
The superposition of the three is so powerful that Third Grade Late Stage cannot withstand it.
"Click--!"
There was a crisp sound.
Yuan Zhan The extremely high-quality long knife in his hand was broken into two pieces.
Half of the blade spun and flew out, and was embedded in the soil several feet away.
Cloudsplitter Sword still had the remaining power, and with the remaining terrifying power, he slashed hard at Yuan Zhan's chest.
"Pfft--!"
The dull sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh echoed through the night sky.
The extremely high-quality black soft armor on Yuan Zhan was torn apart like paper in front of the sharp edge blessed by Sword Intent.
Sword Qi penetrated through the armor, leaving a hideous wound on his chest that almost cut the whole person in half.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing half of his clothes red.
"Ah--!"
Yuan Zhan let out a shrill howl, and flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
It hit the ground several feet away and rolled several times before stopping.
He fell in a pool of blood, trembling all over and gasping for air.
He lowered his head and looked at the horrific wound on his chest. Blood was gushing out, and the pale bones were vaguely visible.
"Sword Intent... you actually understood Sword Intent..."
Yuan Zhan's voice was intermittent, so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.
That sallow face was full of unbelievable horror.
20 years old Third Grade Early Stage.
Understanding Sword Intent at the age of 20.
He knows very well what these two words mean when combined.
With this kind of talent and strength, given time, he will definitely become a master.
And he actually wanted to use the other party's head in exchange for credit.
Yuan Zhan's eyes flashed with extreme fear.
Escape!
Must escape!
He struggled to get up, preparing to use the secret escape technique hidden at the bottom of the box.
However--
How could Fang Han give him this chance?
Sword Intent had used all the methods to suppress the bottom of the box. Naturally, he did not intend to let Yuan Zhan leave alive.
"Whoosh--!"
A green shadow flashed.
The figure of Fang Han has appeared next to Yuan Zhan like a ghost.
Cloudsplitter Sword cuts out again.
This sword still contains the sharpness of Wind Sword Intent.
Sword Intent's own mental impact hit him again.
Yuan Zhan felt like he was in a trance again in his mind, and when he was about to perform the secret technique, he was involuntarily slowed down for a moment.
It was this moment that cost him his life.
When he came to his senses, Cloudsplitter Sword had arrived.
He didn't have time to use his secret technique, so he could only use all his strength to lift the broken knife and try to block it.
"Dang--!"
The broken knife flew out of his hand.
Cloudsplitter Sword drove straight in and slashed hard on his neck.
"Pfft--!"
Bloody light burst out.
His head flew high into the sky, and the headless body twitched twice more according to its inertia, and then crashed to the ground.
Blood soaked the ground.
Nether Pavilion Elder, Yuan Zhan of Third Grade Late Stage, killed.