Yuan Zhan's head rolled to the ground, the headless body fell to the ground with a crash, and blood gushed out like spring water, spreading wildly on the ground.
The sounds of fighting on the battlefield suddenly stopped at this moment.
Those Azure Profound Sect Deacon who were fighting with the Nether Pavilion Deacon suddenly paused with their weapons in their hands.
Their eyes fell on the headless corpse wearing Elder black robe, their pupils shrank suddenly, and the blood on their faces faded instantly.
Yuan Zhan is dead.
That Third Grade Late Stage's Elder, the backbone they relied on, is dead.
He was beheaded by a sword by a young man in his early twenties.
"Escape!"
I don't know who shouted first, with uncontrollable panic in his voice.
One Nether Pavilion Deacon suddenly took back his weapon, turned around and ran away.
This shout was like the order to break the embankment.
The remaining Nether Pavilion Deacon no longer had the will to fight, so they forced back their opponents and fled madly in different directions.
Those Nether Pavilion disciples were even more frightened. Seeing that Deacon had already fled, how could they dare to stay? Each one of them pushed Body Movement to the extreme, wishing they could have two more legs.
"Chase!"
Wu Zheng stood up with his injured body, shouted sharply, and took the lead to pounce on a fleeing Nether Pavilion Deacon.
Although he was seriously injured, Third Grade Early Stage's cultivation level was still there, which was more than enough to deal with a Fourth Grade's Deacon.
Fang Han didn't speak, but just swayed, <Windcloud Escape> used all his strength, turned into a light cyan stream of light, and chased the Deacon who had escaped the farthest.
Deacon looked back and saw a figure in green robe approaching at a terrifying speed. He was so frightened that he desperately urged Internal Qi to increase his speed to the extreme.
However, within a few seconds, Fang Han was already chasing behind him.
"Rao--"
Then Deacon just shouted out one word, Cloudsplitter Sword has arrived.
The sword flashed, piercing through the back of the heart and coming out from the front. The corpse fell to the ground, and the sound stopped abruptly.
Fang Han drew his sword without any pause, turned around again, and pounced on another fleeing Deacon.
Over there, Wu Zheng, also intercepted a Deacon.
He punched out with both fists, and the ice blue fist marks were filled with biting coldness, forcing Deacon to retreat continuously.
Deacon was already flustered and could not use 70% of his power, but after just a few moves, Wu Zheng punched him in the chest.
He vomited blood and flew backwards, and when he landed on the ground, he had no breath.
Several Azure Profound Sect Deacon also intercepted their opponents and drew out their swords, killing the already frightened Nether Pavilion Deacon.
And those Azure Profound Sect disciples chased after the Nether Pavilion disciples who were fleeing in all directions.
Their morale was high, but the Nether Pavilion disciples were frightened and had no intention of fighting. Within a moment, more than ten Nether Pavilion disciples fell into a pool of blood.
Screams, begging for mercy, and the sound of weapons clashing came one after another.
Fang Han shuttled across the battlefield, and every time he swung his sword, one Nether Pavilion Deacon was killed.
He strikes cleanly and leaves no one alive.
In just one stick of incense, the screams of the last Nether Pavilion disciple stopped abruptly.
The open space in front of the mine was littered with corpses.
Six Nether Pavilion Deacon and more than thirty Nether Pavilion disciples were all killed and no one escaped.
The ground was soaked with blood, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the fishy wind blew through, making people sick.
Fang Han put his sword into its sheath, without breathing. The battle was easier than expected. He Internal Qi did not consume much.
"Fang True Disciple."
Wu Zheng stepped forward and bowed his hands, his voice a little more solemn than during the day.
"I have been neglectful a lot before, I hope Fang True Disciple won't blame me."
Different from the polite and distant look in his eyes at the beginning, Wu Zheng's eyes now showed unabashed shock and respect.
It's shocking that Fang Han broke through Third Grade at such a young age, and it's even more shocking that Fang Han realized Sword Intent at such a young age.
"Wu Elder is serious."
Fang Han shook his head slightly.
"A few days ago, Yuan Zhan seriously injured me. I would like to thank Fang True Disciple for killing Yuan Zhan and taking revenge for me."
Wu Zheng's eyes swept across the corpses of the Nether Pavilion on the ground, and then fell on the headless corpse of Yuan Zhan, a trace of pleasure flashed in his eyes.
He paused and looked in a certain direction, where Nether Pavilion Gold Mine Site was.
"Fang True Disciple, Yuan Zhan came out in full force this time, so his mine must be empty now."
"In my opinion, it's better to take advantage of the situation and seize Nether Pavilion's mine, then what about True Disciple's wishes?"
Fang Han heard this, his eyes moved slightly.
In order to seize Azure Profound Sect Mining Site, Yuan Zhan brought out all his elite men. Now these people have been wiped out. At most, there are only a few guarding disciples left in the Nether Pavilion mine.
This is indeed the best time to seize the ore.
"What Wu Elder said is absolutely true."
Fang Han nodded in agreement.
"Without further delay, let's set off now."
Seeing Fang Han agree, Wu Zheng's eyes flashed with joy.
He turned around and called a few disciples, and ordered them to stay behind to clean the battlefield and collect the remains. He also ordered more than ten Deacon disciples, and together with Fang Han, they rushed towards the direction of the Nether Pavilion mine.
Fang Han and Wu Zheng took the lead and shuttled quickly among the trees.
More than ten Deacon and disciples followed them and quickly approached the Nether Pavilion mine.
It takes more than ten miles of mountain road to arrive in just a few moments.
The Nether Pavilion mine is built against a mountain, with a simple fence surrounded by thick wooden fences, similar to the pattern of Azure Profound Sect Mining Site.
At the entrance, two disciples on duty were taking a nap while leaning on the doorpost, unaware that death had arrived.
Fang Han's figure swayed and silently flew behind the two disciples.
"Who-"
One of them noticed something strange and opened his eyes suddenly. As soon as he shouted a word, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck and fell softly.
The other person didn't even have time to make a sound, and was cut on the side of the neck by Fang Han with his palm. His neck bone was also broken and he died.
More than ten Azure Profound Sect Deacon disciples poured into the mine like a tide.
There were only seven or eight Nether Pavilion disciples left behind in the mine. Some were resting in the house, and some were guarding in the work shed. Faced with the sudden attack, they had no time to react.
A Nether Pavilion disciple was slashed to the ground as soon as he rushed out of the wooden house.
Another person tried to escape toward the mine, but was intercepted by two Azure Profound Sect disciples. He was killed with three moves and two moves.
In just a few dozen breaths, seven or eight Nether Pavilion disciples were all killed, and there was no more sound in the mine.
Wu Zheng stood in the center of the mine with his hands behind his hands, his eyes sweeping over the mine that had changed hands, and a cheerful smile on his face.
"Yuan Zhan, you failed to take my mine, but instead lost your life and your own mine. It's really ridiculous."
Fang Han did not participate in the pursuit of the remaining disciples. His eyes swept across the mine and landed on a solid warehouse made of bluestone deep inside.
He walked towards the warehouse.
The warehouse door is made of Iron Wood, which is thick and strong, and a huge iron lock is hung on the door.
Fang Han stretched out his hand to hold the iron lock, Internal Qi vomited slightly, twisted it slightly, and there was a "click" sound, and the iron lock broke.
He pushed open the door and entered.
The light in the warehouse was dim, but even if there was no light, with his Third Grade warrior's eyesight, he could still clearly see the scene inside.
Against the wall, there are rows of gold bricks neatly stacked.
Each of the gold bricks is about the size of a palm, golden in color, and glowing with a dark luster in the dark.
Fang Han A rough estimate, at least several thousand yuan.
He stepped forward, reached out and picked up a gold brick, which was heavy and weighed about fifty kilograms.
This is smelted and purified gold. Unlike the gold sand and gold ore mined from gold mines, it is refined gold that can be directly used for trading.
"Just right."
Fang Han whispered to himself, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
His mind moved slightly, calling out the side of System Panel that only he could see.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 64 times (the seventh level of increase requires 100,000 gold)]
[Body Tempering Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Possessed Wealth:1000 gold]
Previously, in order to open Level Nine Amplification of Root Bone Talent, a full 1 million gold was consumed, and the wealth dropped sharply, leaving only 1,000 gold.
Now that a large amount of gold is right in front of him, he will naturally not miss it.
"Recharge."
In an instant, the rows of gold bricks against the wall seemed to have been wiped away by invisible hands, disappearing one by one.
In just a few seconds, hundreds of gold bricks had disappeared, and the warehouse became empty.
The numbers on System Panel also changed accordingly.
[Possessed Wealth:1000 gold → 101,000 gold]
"One hundred thousand gold."
Fang Han's eyes flashed with a hint of satisfaction.
One hundred thousand gold, or ten million taels of silver, is a huge sum of money.
As for whether the disappearance of gold will arouse suspicion, there is no need to worry.
All the Nether Pavilion disciples in the gold mine were killed. No one knows whether there is gold in the warehouse here or how much gold there is.
He turned around and walked out of the warehouse, closing the door behind him.
Wu Zheng was standing in the middle of the mine, discussing something in a low voice with several Deacon. When he saw Fang Han coming, he raised his hand to Fang Han.
"Fang True Disciple, since this mine has been captured, someone needs to guard it."
"My injury has not healed and I need to return to the mine to recuperate. I wonder if True Disciple can stay here for a few days and wait for someone from the sect to take over?"
The tone was consultative and respectful.
"Okay."
Fang Han nodded slightly.
Wu Zheng immediately ordered three Deacon and ten disciples to stay and assist Fang Han in guarding the mine, while he took the rest back to Azure Profound Sect Mining Site.
Before leaving, he gave a few more words to be careful and beware of the Nether Pavilion's revenge.
Fang Han responded one by one.
After Wu Zheng and his group left, Fang Han turned around, found a relatively neat stone house in the mine, and pushed the door open.
The furnishings in the house are simple, with a couch, a table and a chair, and nothing else.
Fang Han sat down cross-legged on the couch, took out a Earth Spirit Pill from his arms and put it into his mouth.
Danyao enters the abdomen and turns into a warm medicinal power that spreads out.
"Buzz--"
He closed his eyes and <Azure Profound Art> started running slowly.
The blue-gold Internal Qi is flowing in the meridians, absorbing and refining the medicinal power, replenishing the Internal Qi consumed in the battle.
Half an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with light.
Because Internal Qi does not consume much, in just half an hour, Internal Qi in the body has returned to its peak state, and the blue-gold Internal Qi is rushing through the meridians, lively and full.
"What an unexpected result!"
Fang Han let out a breath of turbid air. Thinking back to the battle with Yuan Zhan just now, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart.
I originally thought that with my Third Grade Early Stage cultivation, I could at most compete with Yuan Zhan of Third Grade Late Stage, but I didn't want to explode with all my strength and actually killed Yuan Zhan.
This is a result that he himself did not expect!