"Recovered so quickly?"
Fang Han put away his sword and stood up. His eyes fell on Yuan Ye who had pulled away, and his heart sank slightly.
As expected of a Second Grade warrior, he recovered from the mental shock so quickly. He took advantage of the situation to pursue him, but failed.
"You actually understood Sword Intent?"
Yuan Ye steadied his body and looked down at his chest.
There was a shallow sword mark on the black robe, which was the residual power of the sword just now, but it did not hurt the flesh.
He raised his head and his eyes fell on Fang Han.
In those sharp eagle eyes, the initial contempt and casualness had disappeared, replaced by a trace of solemnity.
"No wonder Yuan Zhan died in your hands."
Just now, the mental shock from Sword Intent made him feel dazed for a moment.
If he hadn't already been a Second Grade warrior, Divine Strength was far more sophisticated than Third Grade Late Stage's Yuan Zhan, and that moment of trance would have been enough for Fang Han to severely injure him with a single sword blow.
'Not only did I break through to Third Grade, I also realized Sword Intent, such talent, such strength...'
Yuan Ye took a deep breath and suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
This child must not be kept!
Killing intent surged out.
He punched out both fists, and the dark fist marks blasted towards Fang Han like a barrage of cannons.
Each fist seal was as solid as substance, carrying a terrifying power that could shake mountains, sealing off all Fang Han's dodge space.
What if you understand Sword Intent?
Third Grade Early Stage's cultivation is the biggest constraint!
With the cultivation level of Third Grade Early Stage, even with the increase of Sword Intent, how powerful can it be exerted?
Is it possible to cross an entire realm and compete with the Second Grade warrior himself?
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Fang Han looked solemn, Cloudsplitter Sword danced like a wheel.
Wind Sword Intent pushed with all his strength, and the green sword light and the black fist mark collided fiercely.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Every collision resulted in an earth-shattering loud noise.
The shock wave spread to all directions one after another, and wherever it passed, the scene was horrifying.
A piece of forest on the left was swept by the remaining power of Sword Intent, and silently broke from it. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror.
The rocks on the right side were hit by the aftermath of the fist seal and exploded, with rubble shooting out like rain.
The ground was plowed into deep, criss-crossing ravines, and the soil at the edges of the ravines was rolled and scorched black.
Within a radius of dozens of feet, there was a mess.
Yuan Ye's boxing skills are fierce and domineering, and each punch carries terrifying power that is enough to seriously injure the Third Grade Late Stage warrior.
However, Fang Han and Sword Technique are not inferior at all.
Wind Sword Intent's sharpness makes up for the gap in cultivation between him and Yuan Ye.
Every slash of the sword can cut open and tear Yuan Ye's fist seal.
What makes Yuan Ye even more fearful is the mental shock that Sword Intent brings.
Every time the swords and fists intersect, the invisible spiritual impact surges like a tide, piercing his mind.
Although he was on guard and his mental power was running at full strength, the impact was still like a needle prick, making him uneasy and unable to exert his full strength.
"Boom, boom, boom--"
The figures of the two men flashed rapidly on the messy battlefield, and every collision erupted with a deafening roar.
"Even if you understand Sword Intent, you shouldn't be so strong!"
Yuan Ye The more we fight, the more frightened we become.
I didn't expect that as a Second Grade warrior, with a huge gap in realm between myself and Fang Han, I would actually be unable to defeat Fang Han.
Even if Fang Han understands Sword Intent, he is still just Third Grade Early Stage. Logically speaking, he should not be able to compete with Second Grade himself.
However, he soon discovered the reason.
While Third Grade Early Stage was cultivating, Fang Han's physical strength was astonishingly strong. Under that seemingly thin body, there was actually amazing physical strength.
He has at least one hundred thousand kilograms of physical strength.
A young man of Third Grade Early Stage not only understood Sword Intent, but also tempered his physical body to such an extent?
"What a monster!"
Yuan Ye suppressed the fear in his heart and the offensive became more and more fierce.
Both fists came out together, fist marks were like rain, each punch was heavier and faster than the last one.
Fang Han responded calmly, and Cloudsplitter Sword turned into a series of green giants in his hands.
Wind Sword Intent urged it with all his strength, and every sword slashed out was filled with sharpness that could tear everything apart, and spiritual power that shocked the mind.
The sword light and fist seals intertwined, and the shock wave spread wildly around.
"Tsk--!"
The sword light and the fist seal collided again, and both of them took a few steps back.
Fang Han stabilized his body, his eyes fell on Yuan Ye, and his breathing quickened slightly.
The blue-gold Internal Qi in the body is still flowing endlessly, but with successive full-strength attacks, nearly half of the Internal Qi has been consumed.
Yuan Ye also panted slightly, his sharp eagle eyes full of solemnity.
So far, he has not been able to gain the upper hand at all.
This Third Grade Early Stage young man, with his Sword Intent and amazing physical strength, was able to fight to a draw with him, the Second Grade warrior.
"It can't be delayed any longer."
Yuan Ye's thoughts are telegraphed.
This place is not far from Azure Profound Sect Mining Site. If Azure Profound Sect Elder Wu Zheng comes to support him, the situation will be unfavorable for him.
He took a deep breath, the black energy in his fists surged, and he used explosive techniques to launch a more violent attack.
Just then--
Fang Han moved.
He used <Windcloud Escape> under his feet with all his strength, and his body turned into a stream of light cyan light, advancing instead of retreating, and heading towards Yuan Ye.
Cloudsplitter Sword slashed out diagonally. Above the sword edge, Wind Sword Intent was as solid as substance. With a sharpness that could tear everything apart, it struck directly at Yuan Ye's waist and abdomen.
The sword came fast and hard, with a tricky angle.
Yuan Ye's complexion changed slightly, both fists came out, and two black fist marks faced the sword light.
However, Fang Han's Sword Intent suddenly changed in mid-air, turning from a diagonal slash into a flat slash.
The sword light poured down like mercury, passed through the gap between the two fist seals, and went straight to Yuan Ye's abdomen.
The speed of the changes is dizzying.
Yuan Ye's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried his best to dodge, but Fang Han's sword came too fast.
"Tsk--!"
The sword edge slashed across Yuan Ye's abdomen, and the black robe tore apart, revealing a piece of soft black armor underneath.
The Hidden Force contained in the sword passed through the soft armor, leaving a half-foot-long wound on his abdomen.
Blood seeped out and soaked the clothes.
"Huh--"
The moment the sword edge crossed his abdomen, Yuan Ye's right fist was also filled with rich black energy and hit Fang Han's left shoulder.
This punch had been prepared for a long time and was as fast as lightning.
Fang Han succeeded with one sword, but Sword Intent is old and it is no longer possible to dodge.
"Bang--!"
With a dull impact, Yuan Ye's fist hit Fang Han's left shoulder firmly.
The silver soft armor on Fang Han's body flashed with light, removing part of its strength, but the Hidden Force contained in the fist still penetrated through the soft armor, leaving a bloody wound on his left shoulder.
A sharp pain came from his shoulder, and his entire left arm instantly became sore and numb.
This is also thanks to his <Black Tortoise True Art>Beginner stage, who has a strong body, otherwise the injury would be more serious.
"Uh huh..."
Fang Han groaned and took a few steps back to the side before he stabilized himself.
The two were several feet apart, facing each other from afar.
Fang Han lowered his head and glanced at his left shoulder. The clothes there were torn, there was a clear fist mark on the silver soft armor, and there was a sharp pain in his shoulder.
Yuan Ye also lowered his head and looked at his abdomen. The half-foot-long wound was still bleeding, staining the hem of the black robe red.
No one can take advantage.
"Okay Sword Technique."
Yuan Ye raised his head, his eyes fell on Fang Han, his voice was low and hoarse.
Fang Han said nothing, just stood with his sword in hand, his eyes as calm as water.
The next moment--
They both moved at the same time.
Yuan Ye punched out both fists, and the dark fist marks struck Fang Han.
Fang Han The sword light is like a rainbow, Wind Sword Intent urges it with all its strength, and the cyan sword light faces the fist seal.
"Boom boom boom--!"
Deafening explosions were heard one after another, and shock waves spread around one after another.
The two figures collided fiercely on the messy battlefield, and each collision erupted with an astonishing roar.
Although Fang Han's left shoulder was injured, his movements were not greatly affected by the strong body given by <Black Tortoise True Art>.
Yuan Ye's abdominal wound also did not affect his combat power, and his offensive was still fierce.
Sword light and fist marks intertwined, and blood spattered in the collision.
Fang Han had another wound on his right arm, and Yuan Ye also had a sword wound on his left rib.
The wounds on both of their bodies continued to increase, but neither of them would give in.
At this moment--
"Whoosh!"
A figure rushed from the direction of Azure Profound Sect Mining Site.
The person who came was wearing Azure Profound Sect Elder robes, with a pale complexion and weak breath. He was none other than Wu Zheng.
During the fight with Yuan Ye, Fang Han released a signal for help, and he came to see the signal for help.
His eyes swept across the battlefield, and he landed on the figure fighting Fang Han.
He recognized this person as Nether Pavilion Elder Yuan Ye.
It just doesn't match the record of Third Grade Late Stage in the intelligence. This person is clearly a Second Grade warrior.
"Fang True Disciple, let me help you!"
Wu Zheng shouted sharply, punched out with both fists, and the two ice-blue fist marks, with a biting chill, hit Yuan Ye's back.
Yuan Ye was fighting with Fang Han when he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him, and his complexion changed slightly.
He suddenly turned sideways to avoid Wu Zheng's blow, and at the same time punched Fang Han, forcing him back a few steps.
"Wu Zheng."
Yuan Ye glanced at Wu Zheng, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
On ordinary days, Wu Zheng and Third Grade warriors would not take him seriously at all.
But at this moment, he had been fighting with Fang Han for a long time. Internal Qi consumed a lot of money. The addition of Wu Zheng was enough to break the balance of the battle.
"Yuan Ye, you are actually a Second Grade warrior!"
Wu Zheng shouted coldly, and punched out again, with ice blue fist marks carrying a biting chill, directly towards Yuan Ye.
Fang Han also took action at the same time, Cloudsplitter Sword turned into a blue shock and stabbed Yuan Ye from the other side.
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, cooperated tacitly.
Yuan Ye looked solemn and raised both fists to face the two men's attacks.
"Boom! Boom!"
There were two loud noises, and Yuan Ye's body was shaken and he took several steps back.
Although he blocked the two attacks, Wu Zheng's cold Internal Qi intertwined with Fang Han's sharp Sword Intent, making him quite uncomfortable.
Fang Han and Wu Zheng looked at each other and attacked again.
Although Wu Zheng is injured, his cold Internal Qi can effectively delay Yuan Ye's movements.
Fang Han was able to take advantage of the opportunity and use the sharpness and mental impact of Wind Sword Intent to suppress Yuan Ye.
With the cooperation of the two, Yuan Ye gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"Damn."
Yuan Ye knew in his heart that he had no chance of winning today. If he continued to fight, not only would he not be able to kill Fang Han, but he might get involved in it.
He forced Wu Zheng back with a punch, then turned around to run away.