"Buzz--"
Windshock Sword made a clear trembling sound, and on the sword body, the green-gold brilliance suddenly surged, turning into a Sword Qi that was condensed to the extreme.
The Sword Qi was more than ten feet long and solid, with faint transparent ripples rippling around the edges, as if even the space itself was torn apart by this sharp force.
Cut it out with one sword.
"Whoops--!"
Sword Qi broke through the air, with a decisive edge that tore through everything, and slashed straight at Qi Zhen.
Qi Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had no time to breathe. He almost instinctively fell to the side, his body rolling among the gravel and dust.
"Boom--!"
Sword Qi almost brushed against his back and struck the ground behind him hard.
The ground trembled, gravel shot out, and a ferocious ravine that was dozens of feet long and several feet deep appeared in the wilderness. The soil on the edge of the gully was rolled up and turned black.
Qi Zhen climbed up from the ground with a disgraced face. The wound on his right shoulder cracked again during the rolling, and blood dripped down his arm and dripped on the gravel under his feet.
However, before he even had time to stand still, a green shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost.
Fang Han is here.
<Wind God Step> Using all his strength, his speed was astonishingly fast, leaving only a twisted afterimage in the air.
Windshock Sword was lifted up from bottom to top, and the sword edge tore out Void Sundering's breath, letting out a sharp hiss, and went straight to Qi Zhen's waist and abdomen.
Qi Zhen gritted his teeth and tried his best to block with his sword.
"Dang--!!!"
The swords clashed and sparks flew everywhere.
Qi Zhen felt an overwhelming force coming from the blade. The force was concentrated to the extreme, as if it was not cutting on the knife, but directly crashing into his body.
The already cracked wound at the tiger's mouth was completely torn, blood spattered, and the entire right arm was so numb that he almost lost consciousness.
His whole body was knocked backwards by the shock, his feet plowed two deep ravines on the ground, and gravel and dust rolled up to both sides.
Fang Han did not give Qi Zhen any chance to breathe.
Following him like a shadow, he took the third step and Windshock Sword fell down again.
This sword was faster, more ruthless, and more decisive than before.
The sword light was like a cyan lightning, tearing away Void Sundering's energy, and with an indomitable killing intent, it struck Qi Zhen's chest hard before he could defend himself in time.
"Dang--poof!"
The blade of the sword first collided with the soft armor that was glowing with ghostly light, causing a dull clang of gold and iron, and then the sharp intention that penetrated the armor exploded in Qi Zhen's chest.
"Wow--!"
Qi Zhen spurted a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the blood drew a sad arc in the afternoon sun.
His whole body was like a stone blown away by a giant hammer, flying backwards, his feet lifted off the ground, and his body drew a parabola in the air.
"Bang!"
Qi Zhen hit the ground dozens of feet away and rolled several times. His body plowed the gravel and dust into a shallow ravine.
He was lying on his back among the gravel, and the hideous wound on his chest was still gushing blood, dyeing the soil under him a dark red.
Before Qi Zhen could get up from the ground, Fang Han had already swept in front of him again.
<Wind God Step>'s extreme speed made Fang Han like a gangrene attached to its bones, and it caught up to Qi Zhen before it could stop its castration.
Windshock Sword The tip of the sword drooped, pointing far away at Qi Zhen's forehead.
Qi Zhen was lying on the ground, with severe pain in his chest like a burning fire. Every breath pulled at the wound, causing burning pain.
He raised his head and looked at Fang Han. The expression on that young face was as calm as water, except for those eyes, which were as cold as a cold pool in the depth of winter.
His pupils shrank violently, and an unprecedented shadow of death enveloped him.
"You can't kill me..."
Qi Zhen's voice was hoarse, with uncontrollable trembling, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth.
"I, Iron River Gang, have a grandmaster. If you kill me, Supreme Elder will never let you go..."
Fang Han didn't speak, but moved his wrist slightly. Windshock Sword turned into a cyan stream of light and pierced Qi Zhen's forehead.
At the critical moment of life and death, Qi Zhen roared for the last time.
The strange blood Internal Qi in his body exploded with unprecedented intensity, spurting out from the pores all over his body and condensing into a layer of dark red body-protecting Qi in front of his forehead.
The Gang Qi was like substance, with faint blood-colored lines flowing in it, exuding a disgusting fishy-sweet smell.
However--
Windshock Sword The moment the tip of the sword penetrated the layer of blood-colored aura, a solid sharpness suddenly erupted on the sword body.
Low-grade Spirit Weapon's doubled combat power was brought into full play at this moment.
The blood-colored Gangqi only lasted for less than a breath, and then collapsed silently like a bubble pierced by a sharp blade.
Windshock Sword Drive straight in.
"Pfft--!"
There was a dull sound, like a sharp knife piercing a ripe fruit.
The tip of the sword pierced Qi Zhen's forehead and emerged from the back of his head.
Dark red blood slowly seeped out from the wound, mixed with a little white brain matter, dripping down Qi Zhen's forehead, nose bridge, and cheeks, and dripping among the gravel and dust.
Qi Zhen's body stiffened suddenly.
The pupils of those sharp eyes contracted violently several times, and then slowly spread to both sides.
His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he only made a vague hissing sound, like air leakage.
Then, everything fell silent.
His eyes were still wide open, staring straight at the gray-blue sky, but they had lost all their energy.
The wilderness returns to silence.
The autumn wind picked up a few yellow leaves and swirled them past.
Fang Han slowly withdraws Windshock Sword.
The blood stains on the sword had a dull luster in the afternoon sun.
His wrist shook slightly, and the sword shook, causing blood drops to fall and sprinkle on the gravel at his feet.
He looked down at the lifeless body at his feet.
Qi Zhen's eyes were still wide open, with dilated pupils, staring straight at the gray-blue sky. On that dark face, fear and unwillingness solidified into eternity.
He squatted down and began to search skillfully.
From Qi Zhen's arms, he took out two kits.
When I opened the first one, there was a thick stack of banknotes inside, all with a denomination of one hundred thousand taels, Datong Bank. The paper was brand new and the smell of ink was still there.
Roughly speaking, it's about three hundred thousand taels.
Fang Han put away the banknote and opened the second tip bag.
Inside are several jade bottles, with a warm texture and cork as a stopper. There are labels on the bottles, indicating the name of the Danyao they contain.
He uncorked the first jade bottle, and a strong medicinal fragrance hit his nostrils. The smell was refreshing, with a bit of the bitterness unique to vegetation.
This should be a Danyao of excellent quality, Earth Spirit Pill that should not be weaker than Azure Profound Sect. Unfortunately, he generally does not dare to keep this kind of Danyao for his own use with unknown origins.
When the second jade bottle was pulled out, the medicinal fragrance turned warm and mellow, with a hint of sweetness.
Judging from the smell, it should be Danyao, which is used for healing wounds. The grade is not low.
The moment he uncorked the last jade bottle, a pungent smell mixed with sourness and burning suddenly entered his nose.
"Corpse-Dissolving Water."
Fang Han whispered these three words and frowned slightly.
The liquid in the bottle was dark green in color, as thick as pulp, and had a cold sheen under the afternoon sun.
Judging from the smell, it should be Corpse-Dissolving Water that melted the corpse of Zhang Yuan Heng.
He put the cork on the bottle and put the jade bottle aside alone. It was a poisonous thing, but it might be useful to keep it.
Finally, Fang Han's eyes fell on the soft armor on Qi Zhen.
This is a piece of inner armor from Dark Gold. The texture is excellent. It is solid and has a faint brilliance flowing through it.
In the fierce fight just now, this piece of soft armor withstood several blows from Windshock Sword, but only left a few shallow white marks on the surface. Not even cracks appeared, which shows that it is of extremely high quality.
"It should be a Medium-grade Dharma Weapon."
Fang Han whispered to himself, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
The High Grade soft armor on his body had been damaged in the battle just now. The crack on the left chest was shocking, and the silver threads were broken and rolled, making it no longer usable.
And this Medium-grade Dharma Weapon soft armor can just be kept for your own use.
He peeled off the soft armor from Qi Zhen's body, folded it carefully, and put it into Storage Ring.
His eyes fell on the long knife that fell to the side.
The blade is as black as ink, and the blade is inlaid with a Dark Gold gemstone, which glows with a cold luster in the afternoon sun.
Fang Han picked up the long knife and held it lightly. The blade shook slightly and made a low buzzing sound.
The grade of this knife is higher than the Cloudsplitter Sword in his hand. After all, it is the weapon of the leader of the gang, so the grade cannot be lower.
He piled the long knife and the jade bottles together, and with a slight thought in his mind, he called out System Panel.
A translucent light curtain appeared in front of my eyes.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Body Tempering Talent Amplification: 256 times (Level Nine Amplification requires 10 million gold)]
[Possessed Wealth: 730,000 gold]
"Recharge."
Fang Han's thoughts fell on those jade bottles.
Several bottles of Danyao seemed to be wiped away by invisible hands, disappearing completely in an instant, and the numbers on System Panel jumped.
[Possessed Wealth:730,000 gold→800,000 gold]
Seventy thousand gold.
A few bottles of Danyao are worth 70,000 gold, which is quite valuable. They are indeed the belongings of the Iron River Gang leader.
Fang Han's eyes fell on the long knife.
"Recharge."
As the thought fell, the long black sword seemed to be licked by invisible fire, silently turning into tiny points of light and dissipating in the air.
The number on System Panel jumped suddenly.
[Possessed Wealth:800,000 gold→1.5 million gold]
"Seven hundred thousand gold."
Fang Han's pupils shrank slightly.
Seven hundred thousand gold, this figure far exceeds any weapon he has recharged before. This is definitely a mid-grade magic weapon level weapon.
It's a pity that it's a knife, not a sword.
If it were a Medium-grade Dharma Weapon level sword, he would definitely not Recharge it, but would keep it for his own use.
"One and a half million gold."
Fang Han's eyes fell on Possessed Wealth, and his heart moved slightly.
One and a half million gold is enough to open Level Eight Amplification again.
Among the five current talents, the only one that has not yet opened Level Eight Amplification is Secret Art Talent.