"Boom, boom, boom--"
One person and one tiger fight dozens of moves.
In the fierce fighting, the surrounding trees, mountains and rocks were all destroyed.
"Poof!"
Luo Yuntian seized the opportunity and struck Tiger Demon with his sword.
Tiger Demon's waist and abdomen were scratched by the sword, leaving a half-foot-long wound with blood oozing out.
Tiger Demon's ferocity was completely aroused, and his offensive became more and more fierce.
"Boom, boom, boom--"
Luo Yuntian looked calm, Sword Intent was calm, and blocked Tiger Demon's crazy attack.
He is waiting for Tiger Demon to reveal its flaws.
Another dozen moves passed.
Tiger Demon After a pounce, his return force was slightly sluggish, and his body was stagnant for a moment.
It's this moment.
A flash of light flashed in Luo Yuntian's eyes, and the long sword turned into a cyan rainbow, piercing Tiger Demon's throat.
This sword is as fast as lightning and extremely powerful.
Tiger Demon's pupils shrank suddenly and he tried desperately to dodge, but it was too late.
"Pfft--!"
The tip of the sword penetrated Tiger Demon's throat and emerged from the back of his neck.
Tiger Demon's huge body suddenly stiffened, and the fierce light in those Dark Gold's vertical pupils quickly dimmed.
Immediately, its huge body fell to the ground, throwing up dust all over the sky.
"Third Grade's first opponent, I didn't expect it to be a monster!"
Luo Yuntian stood up with his sword put away, panting slightly.
There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and there were a few blood stains on his green robe, all of which belonged to Tiger Demon.
He lowered his head and glanced at Tiger Demon's body, with a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"Senior Brother Wang has broken through Third Grade!"
Wang Miao's voice was filled with sincere admiration.
Fourth Grade to Third Grade is a huge level, which has blocked many people. Once you break through, the sky will be brighter.
Chen Wuhen gently shook the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile:
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Luo for breaking through Third Grade."
"Thank you."
Luo Yuntian Sheathed the sword, turned around and walked back to the team.
Chen Wanjun stood in front of him with his hands behind his hands, his eyes swept over Luo Yuntian, he nodded slightly, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
But he didn't say much, he just said lightly:
"Keep on going."
The team continued to move forward, walking through the ancient dense forest.
More than an hour later, Fang Han's footsteps paused slightly again.
"The big guy is here again."
He spoke, his voice calm.
Everyone paused and looked at Fang Han's line of sight.
In the front Fang Lin wood room, a huge black shadow was slowly approaching.
It was a bear-shaped monster, several times larger than the ordinary Giant Bear. It stood upright and was two feet tall. It was covered with long khaki hair, and its eyes were as scarlet as blood.
Judging from the breath, the strength of this Bear Demon is also comparable to that of the Third Grade warrior.
Fang Han turned his head and looked at Luo Yuntian:
"Junior Brother Luo, do you still want to take action?"
Luo Yuntian smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"I was exhausted from the battle just now and can no longer fight."
He paused and continued:
"This Bear Demon will be handed over to Senior Brother Fang."
Fang Han nodded slightly but did not refuse.
He stepped forward and placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.
"Keng--"
Cloudsplitter Sword was unsheathed, and the sword blade of Dark Cyan was shining with restrained brilliance in the sunlight.
The Bear Demon seemed to feel threatened, its scarlet eyes stared at Fang Han, and a deep roar came from its throat.
It stood upright and slapped its chest with both palms, making a loud sound like a drum.
The next moment, it moved.
The huge body is like a moving hill, rushing towards Fang Han.
With Mountain-Splitting Stone-Cracking momentum in both palms, he took the photo hard.
Fang Han's expression remained unchanged, Cloudsplitter Sword lay horizontally in front of him.
The first sword was slashed out, and the sword light was condensed like a line of green light.
"Pfft--!"
Bear Demon's right palm, which was photographed, was broken off from the wrist, and blood spurted out wildly.
Bear Demon let out a shrill howl, and his huge body staggered back.
Fang Han kept walking and slashed out with the second sword.
"Pfft--!"
The sword light passed over Bear Demon's left shoulder, and the arm as thick as a tree trunk fell down in response.
Bear Demon's pitiful howl became even louder, and it turned around to escape.
Fang Han slashed out with the third sword.
"Pfft--!"
The sword light passed over the back of Bear Demon's neck, and the huge head flew high into the sky. The headless corpse rushed forward two more steps based on inertia, and then fell to the ground.
Three swords.
Just three swords.
Bear Demon, a warrior whose strength was comparable to that of Third Grade, was killed so lightly.
Fang Han sheathed his sword, turned around and walked back to the team, his expression calm, as if he had just done an insignificant thing.
Behind him, Yun Muyao and others could not help but look slightly startled.
They knew that Fang Han was very strong, but they did not expect that Fang Han was already so strong.
Third Grade monster, kill it with three swords.
Killing the Third Grade monster is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog.
"Three swords..."
Luo Yuntian's eyes fell on Fang Han, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He had just fought hard with that Tiger Demon for a long time before killing it.
As for Fang Han, three swords killed Bear Demon with the same strength.
This is the difference.
An unspeakable complexity surged in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.
Chen Wanjun stood in front of him with his hands behind his hands, his eyes swept over Fang Han, his expression was calm, and there was no surprise.
More than half a month ago, he saw Fang Han take action with his own eyes and knew Fang Han's strength.
Those three swords just now were not even at full strength.
"Keep on going."
He said calmly, turned around and continued walking forward.
Fang Han stepped to keep up, his green robe moving slightly, his expression as calm as water.
Behind him, eight people followed one after another, but their eyes fell on Fang Han's back from time to time, their eyes full of complexity.
Even though they were on Prodigy Ranking, it was hard to see the back of Fang Han, which shocked them quite a bit.
One day later.
The morning light penetrates the mist between the mountains, dyeing the cascading mountains into a pale gold.
Fang Han, led by Chen Wanjun, climbed over the last ridge, and the view ahead suddenly became clear.
It was a huge basin, surrounded by mountains, like a giant hand holding up a piece of flat land.
In the center of the basin, a building stands quietly.
No, it's not so much "standing" as it is "inlaid".
The entire building was buried deep underground, with only the top exposed above the ground, like a huge dome upside down in the soil.
The dome is semicircular, made of the same material as Martial Dao Stele, indestructible, as smooth as a mirror, and glowing with a cold luster in the morning light.
The most eye-catching thing is the entrance of the building.
It was a jade gate cut diagonally into the ground. The jade gate was about several feet wide and ten feet high. There were complicated carvings on the edges.
The lines are simple and mysterious, vaguely forming some mysterious pattern that flows slightly under the illumination of light.
The ground around the Jade Gate is covered with large pieces of jade made of the same material as Martial Dao Stele, giving it a sense of heaviness that will last forever.
"This is Ancient Ruins."
Chen Wanjun's voice sounded in front, plain but clear.
"It is said that the entire building is made of the same material as Martial Dao Stele. Even if the master uses all his strength, it will be difficult to damage it at all."
Everyone's eyes fell on the building buried deep in the ground, and a trace of shock flashed in their eyes.
The entire ruins are actually made of Martial Dao Stele material that is difficult to damage even by strong masters.
What kind of exaggeration is this?
Around Ancient Ruins, hundreds of figures have gathered.
They were scattered in twos and threes on slightly higher ground on the edge of the basin.
Some were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, some were standing with their hands behind their hands and chatting in a low voice, and some were looking at the ancient building buried deep in the ground with burning eyes.
Fang Han glanced around, his heart moved slightly.
Most of these figures are young, in their twenties, a few are a few years older, but they are no more than thirty years old.
They were dressed in different styles, some were luxurious, some were simple, some were embroidered with the sect's emblem, and some were indistinguishable.
But judging from their breath, none of these people are weak.
The appearance of Fang Han and his group quickly attracted the attention of all parties in the basin.
The first people to look at him were the disciples of Qingyang Prefecture and several major forces.
Most of them recognize Fang Han.
"That's Fang Han? I heard he's only 20 years old."
"Sure enough, he is young. It seems that the news is true. He is really only 20 years old."
Some people had curiosity in their eyes, wanting to see what this rumored talent looked like.
There are people with awe in their eyes who climbed to the top of Prodigy Ranking at the age of 20. They cannot help but be awed.
Some people had a bit of dissatisfaction in their eyes and whispered something to their companions, but never took their eyes away from Fang Han.
There are also people who have evasive eyes, and when they see Fang Han, they are like a mouse seeing a cat, such as the geniuses of the Nether Pavilion.
The sound of discussion was faintly heard, Fang Han's expression remained unchanged and his steps were calm.
In addition to the people from Qingyang Prefecture, young talents from other counties also noticed this new team.
Some of them had obviously done their homework in advance, and their eyes stayed on Fang Han for a moment, with a thoughtful look in their eyes.
Some have expressionless faces, showing no emotion.
There were also a few people with sharp eyes and a sense of scrutiny, who seemed to regard Fang Han as a potential opponent.
Fang Han glanced around, taking in all these reactions, without any disturbance in his heart.
Chen Wanjun walked at the front with his hands behind his back, scanning the edge of the basin, looking for an open space with a slightly higher terrain and a wide view, and stopped.
"Just rest here."
His voice was calm, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
The nine people dispersed, some sat cross-legged and closed their eyes to meditate, some unloaded their bags and stretched their muscles, and some stood with their hands behind their hands, looking at the figures around them who were also waiting for the ruins to be opened.
Fang Han found a flat bluestone and sat down, Cloudsplitter Sword across his knees.
Various sounds came from my ears--
The sound of the wind, the chirping of birds, the gurgling of distant streams, and the high or low conversations among the young people.
He didn't listen deliberately, but Third Grade Middle Stage's cultivation made his hearing power far beyond ordinary people, and those words flowed into his ears naturally like a stream.
"Which one is Qingyang Prefecture Prodigy Ranking and Fang Han is the first? I heard he is only twenty years old?"
"The one sitting cross-legged on the bluestone should be him."
"She looks really young."
"I still didn't believe it when I heard the news. Now it seems that I may really be only 20 years old!"
What first came to my ears were mostly curious and appreciative words, with no malicious intent.
However, not long after, there was undisguised contempt.
"It would be too wasteful for a twenty-year-old to reach the top of Prodigy Ranking? Qingyang Prefecture's younger generation."
The sound was not loud, but it reached many people's ears clearly.