While dodging, Silver-Gray Longsword transformed into a series of frightening rainbows of Dark Cyan in the hands of Fang Han, accurately facing those unavoidable attacks.
"Dang--!"
The sword light slashed at a red palm mark of Qi Jiuyuan, cutting open the solid palm mark.
The force of the palm collapsed, turning into two scorching hot air waves that swept to both sides, burning two charred black ravines on the ground.
"Ding--!"
The tip of the sword touched the side of a dark gray Sword Qi Chu Hanshan, shaking the extremely sharp Sword Qi away from its direction.
It brushed past Fang Han's body and landed on a low stone hill in the distance.
The stone hill cracked suddenly under the attack of Sword Qi, and its cross section was as smooth as a mirror.
The upper half of the mountain slowly slid down and crashed into the valley, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.
"Boom--!"
Sword Qi turned into a barrier and blocked Zhao Qingcang's punch again.
The shock wave caused by the collision between the fist and the barrier spread in all directions, causing the gravel on the ground to jump several feet into the air and then smash down one after another.
Fang Han and the three veteran masters quickly intertwined, collided, intertwined, and collided again on the ridge.
Every fight erupted into an earth-shattering roar.
Wave after wave of shock waves swept around, crushing all the vegetation on the ridge, and repeatedly plowing, overturning, and crushing the ground.
Within a few miles, the landscape of the mountain ridge had been completely changed in just a few dozen breaths.
There are criss-crossing sword marks, bottomless palm prints and dense fist pits everywhere.
This is the Grandmaster!
The destructive power is strong enough to slightly change the landscape.
Dozens of moves passed.
Fang Han is still calm.
His Sword Technique and Body Movement cooperate with each other and blend into one.
Every time the sword was drawn, the timing was perfect, and every dodge was as precise as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times.
Although the siege of Qi Jiuyuan, Chu Hanshan, and Zhao Qingcang was airtight, they could never really hurt him.
Looking back at Qi Jiuyuan, Chu Hanshan, and Zhao Qing, the expressions on their faces had changed from the initial solemnity to one of deeper shock.
Just at this moment.
He seized a very slight gap in the connection between the three people's attacks, and his body suddenly accelerated.
"Whoosh--"
The green-robed figure left an almost invisible afterimage in the air, and appeared next to Qi Jiuyuan in an instant.
Silver-Gray Longsword swept out and cut straight into the abyss from the side.
Qi Jiuyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly made a red palm print with his right palm, trying to stop Sword Intent.
But this palm came out too hastily, and before the palm power could be fully condensed, it was struck by the sword light.
"Tsk--"
The red palm print was cut open like tissue paper, and the sword light continued unabated, grazing the outside of Qi Jiuyuan's right arm.
The dark red Brocade Robe cracked silently, and a trace of blood appeared on the flesh.
Blood seeped out slowly, making the cuffs wet a little.
"Uh-huh--"
Qi Jiuyuan groaned and slid back a few steps.
He lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his right arm, and the look on that Fang Zheng face became increasingly gloomy.
As Qi Jiuyuan retreated, the three people's joint efforts collapsed.
The situation changed suddenly.
"Whoosh!"
Maintaining <Wind-Chasing Moon-Pursuing Steps>, Fang Han suddenly folded and turned to attack Chu Hanshan.
Silver-Gray Longsword extended it with his backhand and stabbed Chu Hanshan's waist and abdomen.
This sword was extremely powerful and had a weird angle, as if it was not stabbed from the front, but came out of nowhere from a blind angle.
Chu Hanshan's complexion changed slightly, and the black-sheathed long sword returned to guard, lying across the front of his waist and abdomen.
"Dang--!"
The two swords clashed, and the sound of clear gold and iron echoed over the ridge.
Chu Hanshan felt an extremely heavy and fierce force coming from the sword, and the tiger's mouth of the right hand holding the sword felt slightly warm.
He took advantage of the situation and floated back a few feet, releasing the force. Before he could stabilize his body, he felt a stab of pain coming from his left shoulder -
Fang Han Although the sword was blocked by him, a streak of Sword Qi from the tip of the sword had left a trace of blood on his left shoulder.
Make a tear in the gray robe.
"Drink--"
Zhao Qingcang saw that the two of them were suffering losses one after another. He shouted loudly and punched out with both fists. The dark gold fists hit Fang Han's back at the same time like two meteors.
He used ten of his power in this punch, and the air where the punch passed was compressed so much that a sharp sonic boom emitted, and the ground cracked inch by inch under the pressure of the punch wind.
Fang Han didn't even look back, and moved sideways to the left, letting those two shockingly powerful punches fall into the air.
"Boom--!"
Two fists hit the ground, exploding a huge crater several feet deep and over a hundred feet in diameter.
The rubble and soil were lifted up into the air, and then fell down one after another like a heavy rain, creating countless potholes in the already messy ground around them.
And Fang Han has appeared a hundred feet away.
Those calm eyes swept over Qi Jiuyuan, Chu Hanshan, and Zhao Qingcang one by one.
His eyes were as calm as water, but gave the three of them a coldness that penetrated their hearts.
It was as if he was being stared at by a wild beast.
Qi Jiuyuan is bleeding from his right arm, Chu Hanshan is injured in his left shoulder girdle, but Zhao Qingcang is not injured for the time being.
Three veteran grandmasters besieged a new grandmaster. Instead of taking any advantage, they were the first to injure two of them.
This is no longer evenly matched.
This is - falling into a disadvantage.
"How can a new master become so strong?"
Qi Jiuyuan, Chu Hanshan, and Zhao Qingcang looked at each other and saw similar horror in each other's eyes.
They have lived to this age and have been in the realm of masters for decades. What kind of storms have they not experienced?
But today's battle made them feel a long-lost emotion that they had almost forgotten -
Shocked.
Just at this moment.
A golden light lit up not far away, and Zhong Jiuming held up his golden Nine-Ring Saber and stood up slowly.
The robe on his chest was soaked with blood, which was the wound caused by Fang Han's sword counterattack.
Although it is not deep, it is still bleeding slowly.
He gritted his teeth and clenched the handle of the knife with his right hand, and the nine copper rings jingled with his movements.
"I'm here to help you!"
His voice was hoarse and low, with an angry and angry tone.
As soon as he stepped on it, he was about to rush in the direction of Fang Han.
"Whoops--!"
However, as soon as he moved, a cyan Sword Qi slashed diagonally from a short distance away.
Sword Qi breaks through the air as fast as lightning.
With a "chi" sound, Zhong Jiuming's forward momentum was abruptly stopped, and the Sword Qi passed by his face.
A sword mark several feet deep and hundreds of feet long was cut on the ground in front of him.
The edge of the sword mark was as smooth as a mirror, and the gravel and soil were rolled up to both sides by Sword Qi.
Zhong Jiuming turned his head suddenly and saw Gu Changqing's deep eyes not far away looking at him coldly.
"Zhong Jiuming."
Gu Changqing spoke, his voice old but still powerful.
"Your opponent is me."
While he was speaking, a ray of aqua-blue sword light struck him from the side.
Liu Ruyin was holding a dagger, and a ray of blue light flickered from the tip of the sword, stabbing straight into his left rib.
Sword Intent is sharp, with tricky angles, and a kind of fierceness unique to women, soft yet strong.
"Dang--"
Gu Changqing returned his sword to block, and the daggers of Plain Longsword and Liu Ruyin clashed, causing a sharp clash of gold and iron.
At the moment when the two swords were locked in a stalemate, Gu Changqing shot out with his left hand.
A green palm print surged out and turned into a solid True Qi giant palm, suppressing Zhong Jiuming like a green mountain peak.
"Dang--"
Zhong Jiuming blocked the sword horizontally, and slapped the blade with his giant palm, making a crisp sound.
His whole body was shaken by the force and he slid back a few steps, and the wrist holding the knife was slightly numb.
The wound on the chest burst open again under the violent movement, and blood seeped out, staining the robe a little deeper.
Gu Changqing was fighting one against two, the long sword was fighting with Liu Ruyin, and cyan palm prints kept coming towards Zhong Jiuming while waving the palm of his left hand.
Each of those palm prints accurately blocked Zhong Jiuming's path towards Fang Han.
It shows that Gu Changqing is a veteran master and has a lot of combat experience.
"You dare to be distracted when fighting me?"
Liu Ruyin showed anger on his face, and under this anger, Sword Intent became even more fierce.
The dagger turned into a series of water-blue sword shadows in her hands, as dense as drizzle.
Gu Changqing Although he felt quite pressured, he was a veteran master after all, so he still blocked it.
Occasionally, when you cannot deal with two people at the same time, use Body Movement to avoid it.
Although they were one against two, they still managed to hold Liu Ruyin and Zhong Jiuming firmly in place.
"Shua--"
With one sword, Qi Jiuyuan was forced back. Fang Han used Body Movement, following Qi Jiuyuan like a shadow, chasing Qi Jiuyuan as he slid backwards in embarrassment.
A wisp of dark green sword light flickered at the tip of the sword, glowing with a cold sheen in the morning sun.
"Not good!"
Qi Jiuyuan's face suddenly changed and he hurriedly retreated.
But how can his speed be comparable to Fang Han.
The <Wind-Chasing Moon-Pursuing Steps> under his feet was pushed to the extreme, and the figure of Fang Han suddenly disappeared on the spot.
The speed is so fast that even the afterimage has no time to take shape.
There was only a ring of air waves left in place, pushing the gravel and dust on the ground several feet away.
Go straight to Qi Jiuyuan.
"Boom--"
Seeing Fang Han charging towards him with murderous intent, Qi Jiuyuan's pupils shrank suddenly and he almost instinctively stretched out both palms.
The red True Qi turned into two solid palm prints and struck Fang Han horizontally.
However, both he and the other two veteran masters misjudged the true goal of Fang Han.
At the same time that Qi Jiuyuan stretched out both palms, Fang Han's figure turned to the right like a ghost.
"Whoops--!"
Silver-Gray Longsword swung out at the turning moment, and Dark Cyan's sword light drew a simple and sharp arc in the air.
Take Chu Hanshan directly.
The sword came so suddenly that Chu Hanshan didn't even have time to think.
He could only block with his sword in a hurry, and the dark gray sword light on the black sheath sword suddenly lit up, forming a solid sword curtain in front of him.
"Dang--!"
The two swords clashed, and Chu Hanshan, who was squeezing True Qi to the limit, blocked the sword.
But he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.
Fang Han's second sword has arrived.
This sword is faster and heavier than the first sword.
The dark green sword light condensed on the sword body like substance, and the air where the sword blade passed silently cracked dark lines as fine as a spider web.
"Block it for me!"
Chu Hanshan gritted his teeth and raised his sword at an angle, trying to use skill to relieve the force of the sword.
However, the moment the two swords collided again, his expression suddenly changed.
The force coming from the sword was three points stronger than the first sword.
"Tsk--"
The dark green sword light penetrated the sword curtain he had hastily set up.
Like a red-hot iron hammer piercing the ice and snow, the dark gray sword curtain he had hurriedly set up shattered into pieces the moment it touched the dark green sword light.
The sword light remained unabated and stabbed straight into his chest.