"As long as I drain you dry, this medicinal cauldron, I can enhance my aptitude and become a dazzling prodigy. It is a blessing from your previous life to die under a peony tonight..."
<...His gaze swept quickly over his natal sword, and images of the past moments spent with it flashed through his mind. But in this life-or-death situation, there was no time to hesitate.
"withdraw!"
He suppressed his resentment, called out to Daoist Meng Qi, and his figure flashed like a ghost, leaving a trail of afterimages as he fled desperately into the distance.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to survive and escape this terrible place.
Master Meng Qi reacted instantly upon hearing the loud shout.
He lightly touched the ground with his feet, and his whole body soared into the air like an arrow, running in another direction, trying to escape the impending crisis.
"Do you think you can still run away?"
Just when the two thought they had managed to escape, a cold voice suddenly rang out.
A cold glint flashed in Fang Han's eyes, and with a flick of his longsword, an incomparably sharp sword aura slashed towards Daoist Meng Qi like lightning.
Immediately afterwards, he moved with lightning speed, appearing in front of Master Qingshan like a ghost, firmly blocking his path, like an insurmountable, towering mountain.
Master Meng Qi had no time to dodge and could only brace himself to receive Fang Han's sharp sword energy.
With a crisp "crack," the longsword in his hand was instantly shattered, turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.
The powerful sword energy surged into his body along his arm, shaking his internal organs as if they had shifted, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.
His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.
He lay on the ground, not quite dead, but his meridians were broken inch by inch, and he was destined to be a cripple for the rest of his life.
Upon seeing this scene, Master Qingshan was filled with extreme fear.
He dared not engage Fang Han in any further conflict. Feigning composure, he spoke to Fang Han with a fierce but inwardly weak tone: "You have already killed four disciples of my Dragon Abyss Sword Sect. If you kill me as well, the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect will absolutely not let you off! Although you are powerful, you have studied at the Dragon Abyss Sword Academy, which is under the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect. You should know that the sect not only has experts at the Divine Sense Realm, but also powerful figures at the Core Formation Realm. If you let me leave, I promise that I will never help the Zhao family again, nor will I allow experts from the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect to cause you trouble. After all, I brought my four junior brothers here this time only because I privately accepted benefits from the Zhao family, not because the sect sent them. Zhao Ziyi is merely the Sword Master of the Dragon Abyss Sword Academy. She may be valued within the academy, but once she enters the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, she is merely an outer disciple, her status far below mine. The sect would never easily send someone to intervene for the Zhao family's private affairs."
"Since it wasn't the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect that asked you to take action, why do you dare to use the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect's name to help the Zhao family deal with me? If I kill you, probably no one will even know you were ever in Yanming City."
Fang coldly sneered.
He may appear young and naive, but in reality, he possesses memories of his past life. In his past life, he was an unparalleled giant who had weathered thousands of years of storms. How could he be easily frightened by Master Qingshan's words?
Master Qingshan was startled, not expecting Fang Han to be so difficult to deal with.
But he was still not giving up and continued to deceive, "Fang Han, are you determined to antagonize the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect? If you don't make a move against me today, I can recommend you to enter the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect directly as an inner disciple. With your potential, it's not impossible for you to become a sect elder in the future. Why are you so stubborn? Why not broaden your horizons and find a way out for your future?"
"Old man, stop talking about broadening your horizons. I know exactly what you're up to. Once you return to the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, you'll definitely beg your master to kill me. But even if you offend the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, I don't care at all."
Fang Han snorted and continued, "Originally, I planned not to kill you and let you deliver a message to Zhao Ziyi, telling her that I would never forget the grudge of poisoning her back then. After I finished dealing with the matter in Yanming City, I would go and settle accounts with her. But since you dared to deceive me, I can't let you live. The task of delivering the message to Zhao Ziyi will be left to your junior brother Meng Qi."