Without any hesitation, Fang Han suddenly sheathed his sword.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of his body, he swept out of the mine like a ghost and shot towards a dense forest not far away.
<Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> Operating at full power, this High Grade concealment technique that has reached the Proficiency Realm level suppresses the aura around him to the extreme.
The heartbeat becomes slow and long, the breathing is almost inaudible, the temperature of the skin blends with the environment, and the whole person seems to have turned into a lifeless stone.
He hid behind an ancient tree, looking warily in one direction through the gaps in the branches and leaves.
"An extremely dangerous aura is approaching!"
<Thousand-Mile Soul Lock> This High Grade Tracking Secret Technique has been running continuously since he reached Proficiency Realm.
Every moment, this secret technique will clearly present the breath within several miles around him in his perception.
If he is willing, he can even expand this range to ten miles, but the Internal Qi consumption will increase exponentially.
And just now, in this huge sea of aura, a breath was approaching the direction of the mine at an extremely fast speed.
This breath was cold and violent, with a heart-stopping sense of oppression and strangeness.
It is deeper and more terrifying than the Yuan Zhan I encountered before.
"Not someone I know!"
Fang Han's heart sank.
Those Elder in the Azure Profound Sect, even Elder who have no intersection with each other, have met each other on some occasions.
The person coming here has an unfamiliar aura, and there is a high possibility that he is an enemy rather than a friend.
"Could it be...?"
Fang Han held his breath and fixed his gaze on the direction of the breath.
Not long after, a figure appeared at the edge of the mine.
It was an old man in his sixties, wearing Nether Pavilion Elder's unique dark patterned black robe, with dark flame patterns embroidered with gold thread on the corners of the robe.
Under the thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes are as sharp as an eagle.
His face is somewhat similar to Yuan Zhan, but it is a little more calm and a little less sinister than Yuan Zhan.
'The person coming is Nether Pavilion Elder!'
Fang Han's pupils shrank slightly.
The person coming is Nether Pavilion Elder, and this person's aura is more dangerous than Yuan Zhan.
The aura was as calm as a mountain, restrained as water, but it also contained a suffocating pressure.
It is somewhat similar to the Yin Wugou he encountered before.
'Is it Second Grade?!'
This thought flashed through Fang Han's mind, and a chill ran down his spine.
Yuan Zhan was killed and the gold mine was seized. As expected, Nether Pavilion was unwilling to give up and sent a Second Grade Elder.
'You can't fight hard!'
Fang Han took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and locked his eyes tightly on that figure.
Although the difference between Second Grade and Third Grade is only one level, their strength is vastly different.
Although he can kill Yuan Zhan of Third Grade Late Stage, facing Second Grade warrior, he is definitely the next best choice in a head-on fight.
'Sneak attack!'
Fang Han quickly thought of the most correct way to respond.
If you can take advantage of the incoming opponent's surprise and seriously injure the incoming opponent with a sneak attack, the next battle will become easier.
He slowly pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and his body <Azure Profound Art>Internal Qi was running quietly, Wind Sword Intent was frozen but not released, just waiting for the most fatal moment.
However--
Just when he was about to take action.
That figure suddenly stopped.
His sharp eagle eyes suddenly turned and landed on the dense forest where he was hiding.
'Discovered?'
Fang Han's heart skipped a beat, and he had an extremely bad premonition.
The next moment--
Nether Pavilion Elder, which is Yuan Ye, raise your right hand.
A simple punch.
This punch didn't have any fancy changes, it was just a random punch.
But the moment the punch came out, a majestic and indescribable black energy spurted out from his fist.
It instantly condensed into a huge black fist seal.
The fist mark was several feet in diameter and was as solid as real substance. The lines on it were clear and filled with dense black energy.
Wherever the fist mark passed, the air made a harsh tearing sound, and a deep ravine was plowed into the ground.
The direction is exactly where Fang Han is hiding.
Upper Third Grade Warrior Master Divine Strength's perception and perception ability are higher than those of ordinary High Grade secret arts, but the range of perception is far inferior.
Although the concealing aura effect of the Proficiency Realm level <Return to Ruin Essence Concealment Art> can shield the Spiritual Perception of the Third Grade warrior, it cannot shield the more sensitive Spiritual Perception of the Second Grade warrior.
"Whoosh!"
When he sensed something was wrong, Fang Han had already responded decisively.
<Windcloud Escape> Using all his strength, his figure turned into a stream of light cyan light and flew towards the side.
The speed was astonishingly fast, leaving only a twisted afterimage in place.
The next moment--
"Boom--!!!"
An earth-shaking loud noise exploded behind him.
That huge jet-black fist mark struck hard on the ancient tree where he had just been hiding.
The ancient tree that needed several people to hug it was shattered like paper under this punch, and sawdust flew everywhere.
The remaining power of the fist seal did not fade, and it suddenly landed on the ground. The ground shook violently, and dirt and gravel rose into the sky, as if it was bombarded.
Amid the smoke and dust, a huge pothole that was about ten feet deep and several feet in diameter appeared on the spot.
At the edges of the potholes, the soil was rolled up and blackened.
The surrounding trees were either uprooted or broken at the waist, with broken branches and leaves flying in the sky.
Fang Han's figure fell more than ten feet away, and he staggered a step before he stabilized himself.
He stood with his sword in hand, his eyes falling on the messy potholes, and his heart was awe-inspiring.
If I had been a moment slower just now...
Even with <Black Tortoise True Art>'s powerful body, I'm afraid he will still be seriously injured.
"Escaped?"
Yuan Ye retracted his fist, looked at the messy ruins, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Although his punch was not full force, it was still a blow from him as a Second Grade warrior.
The speed is so fast that even Third Grade Late Stage warriors cannot easily avoid it.
However, the person hiding in secret escaped.
"Awesome Body Movement!"
Yuan Ye whispered to himself, and turned his sharp eagle-like eyes to the person who appeared in secret and was hiding in secret more than ten feet away.
The moment he saw the young face clearly, his pupils shrank slightly, and then, an uncontrollable killing intent rose from his chest.
Fang Han.
He had seen this face countless times in the booklet given by Li Wushang.
Kill Yuan Zhan, seize the gold mine, Azure Profound Sect is the most outstanding genius in hundreds of years--
Prodigy Ranking first, Fang Han.
"Fang Han, it's you who's hiding in secret!"
Yuan Ye spoke, his voice low and hoarse, like the cold wind passing through dead branches on a winter night.
The killing intent rising from the chest turned into substantial pressure, crushing towards Fang Han.
"Who are you? You should not be among the Nether Pavilion Second Grade Elder!"
Fang Han stood with a sword in hand, his face as solemn as water.
The <Azure Profound Art>Internal Qi in the body is rushing endlessly, and the Wind Sword Intent is condensed but not emitted.
According to his understanding, among the more than ten Nether Pavilion Second Grade Elder, none could match the number of the person in front of him.
The person in front of me has either had his strength hidden by the Nether Pavilion, or has made a new breakthrough and become a Second Grade warrior.
"Yuan Ye, the same race of Yuan Zhan who was killed by you!"
Yuan Ye said with murderous intent in his voice.
The next moment--
He moved.
There was no preparation, no warning, just one step forward.
This step seemed ordinary, but under the urging of Second Grade Internal Qi, it was incredibly fast.
His figure seemed to shrink to an inch, and in an instant he had crossed a distance of more than ten feet and appeared in front of Fang Han.
The right fist wrapped in rich black Internal Qi was clenched and punched forward.
"Boom!"
This punch was completely different from the one just now.
Above the fist, Internal Qi, as dark as ink, gathered crazily, condensing into substance, like a black hole swallowing all light.
Terrifying punches filled the air.
Wherever the punch passed, the air made a harsh tearing sound, and a deep ravine was plowed into the ground.
The power was far superior to that punch just now.
"This punch is extremely dangerous!"
Fang Han's pupils suddenly shrank.
There was no time to think too much, <Azure Profound Art>Internal Qi was flowing through the body at an unprecedented speed, and all of it was poured into Cloudsplitter Sword.
<Void-Sundering Sword Manual> that has reached Beginner stage is fully motivated!
"Buzz--"
An indescribable aura suddenly came out of him.
The breath was extremely sharp, with a terrifying tearing Artistic Conception, as if it could tear everything into pieces.
It is Wind Sword Intent!
But with the appearance of Wind Sword Intent, the green-gold brilliance above Cloudsplitter Sword suddenly changed.
It turns into a sharp meaning that is almost transparent but solid.
The sword buzzed and trembled, as if the beast that had been thirsty for a long time finally smelled blood.
Cut it out with one sword!
The sword light and fist seal collided violently in mid-air.
"Boom--!!!"
There was a deafening explosion, and the shock wave spread around like a tsunami.
Wherever he passed, a layer of the ground was scraped off, gravel shot up, and smoke filled the air.
At the moment when the sword and fist intersected, an invisible spiritual impact burst out from Cloudsplitter Sword, following the junction of the fist mark and the sword light, and piercing Yuan Ye's mind.
The mental shock came suddenly and violently, like an invisible sharp blade, piercing into Yuan Ye's mind.
Yuan Ye felt a sudden shock in his mind, and his consciousness was in a trance for a moment.
This moment is enough to change the situation of the battle.
His originally powerful fist seal became slightly stagnant due to the shock to his mind.
But Fang Han's sword light broke through the fist seal at this stagnant moment and drove straight in.
"Click, click, click--"
Yuan Ye groaned, and involuntarily took several steps back. Each step left deep footprints on the hard ground, cracking the ground.
"Whoops!"
Fang Han's eyes flashed, and he showed no mercy when he gained the upper hand.
He used <Windcloud Escape> under his feet with all his strength, and his body turned into a light cyan stream of light, chasing Yuan Ye.
Cloudsplitter Sword slashed out again, still a full blow, and Wind Sword Intent still exploded.
This sword goes straight to Yuan Ye's heart.
However--
Just when the tip of the sword was about to touch Yuan Ye's chest, Yuan Ye's eyes, which had been slightly distracted by the mental shock, suddenly regained their clarity.
His figure suddenly paused, and then drifted backwards at a speed that was contrary to common sense.
The speed was astonishingly fast, and he was more than ten feet away from Fang Han in an instant.