Fortunately, Fang Han did not draw his sword again.

This brief respite was like a lifeline for Chen Tingxue, a drowning person grasping at a straw.

At the critical moment of life and death, she gritted her teeth and frantically burned all the true energy in her body, as if her meridians were being scorched by raging fire. With rapid breathing, the long sword in her hand turned into a series of afterimages, instantly unleashing dozens of sharp sword energies.

Sword energy crisscrossed, colliding violently with the incoming flying swords and lightning. In an instant, light shone everywhere, and deafening roars echoed throughout the formation.

After a thrilling and dangerous struggle, she barely managed to escape danger and knock away the deadly flying swords and lightning.

However, Chen Tingxue knew in her heart that even if Fang Han temporarily stopped, given her current condition, it would be difficult for her to last long in this unpredictable and incredibly powerful formation.

The intense battle just now had depleted most of her internal energy.

Not only was Chen Tingxue in dire straits, but Elder Bai Mei was also extremely anxious.

He originally planned to launch a fatal attack on Fang Han while Fang Han was entangled in a fight with Chen Tingxue.

But when he witnessed the terrifying power Fang Han displayed while manipulating the formation, he couldn't help but hesitate.

At this moment, Fang Han, who was inside the formation, was like a demon god descending to earth, exuding a chilling aura.

Even a powerful expert at the peak of the Yuan Dan realm like him had to avoid its sharp edge in the face of this powerful pressure.

Now that Fang Hanzhi is controlling the formation and not directly taking action, their pressure is not so great, and they should be burning incense in gratitude.

The feud between Elder Bai Mei and Elder Xiang Wantang of the Longyuan Sword Sect has a long history.

For a century, they have been locked in fierce competition, neither willing to yield, and have always regarded each other as equally matched rivals.

Although they both longed to defeat each other, they never considered taking each other's lives.

Because in the world of cultivators in Tianyuan County, they have already reached the pinnacle. Without each other as competitors, the path of cultivation would become dull and tasteless.

Fang Han activated the formation with all his might.

In an instant, countless flying swords darted through the air like raindrops, the thunderclouds in the sky grew even lower, and thick bolts of lightning, carrying earth-shattering power, slammed into the formation.

If it were a cultivator below the Yuan Dan realm, they would probably be instantly annihilated without a trace.

Despite their extraordinary strength, Chen Tingxue and Elder Bai Mei were quickly placed in a perilous situation under the onslaught of the attack.

Chen Tingxue, in particular, moved with agility, dodging with difficulty between the flying swords and lightning.

However, even with her superb agility, her white dress was still pierced in many places by the flying sword.

What embarrassed her even more was that a piece of fabric on her chest was cut off by the flying sword, revealing her private parts.

But at this moment, with life and death at stake, she had no time to care whether Fang Han was watching her or not; she could only concentrate on dealing with the deadly attacks in the formation.

"Why isn't that old bastard Xiang Wantang here yet!"

Although Elder Bai Mei was not physically injured, he was extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pan.

Chen Tingxue was his most valued female disciple. Back then, he defied all opposition and passed the position of sect leader of Wuji Sect to her.

He absolutely did not want Chen Tingxue to perish in this terrifying formation.

Looking back, he had been hoping that Xiang Wantang would arrive later, so that he and Chen Tingxue would have enough time to break the formation and seize the Yin-Yang Tree.

But now, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse. He only hopes that Xiang Wantang can arrive as soon as possible, so that the two of them, master and disciple, may still have a glimmer of hope.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have coveted the Yin-Yang Tree in the first place, now I'm in this dilemma.

But in the instant that Elder Bai Mei was distracted, a flying sword suddenly broke through his defenses and shot toward his heart.

The old man reacted quickly, using his mysterious footwork to narrowly avoid the attack.

However, a section of his fair and handsome face, which was about half a foot long, was cut off by the flying sword.

His eyebrows were uneven, one long and one short, which looked quite comical.

"Haha, so you, White Eyebrows, have finally met your match. Looks like you'll soon be called White Eyebrows and become Eyebrowless."

Suddenly, a loud voice rang out, and the next moment, Xiang Wantang, the number one expert of the Dragon Origin Sword Sect, arrived on his sword. When he saw the comical appearance of the White-Browed Supreme Elder, he burst into laughter.

"Xiang Wantang, what kind of skill is it to trap us, master and disciple, with an array? If you're so capable, let's settle this one-on-one."

Elder Bai Mei immediately used reverse psychology to provoke Xiang Wantang.

"White Eyebrows, we haven't fought in years, are you trying to start one?"

Xiang Wantang smiled.

They had faced off countless times before, and the outcome had never been clear.

Therefore, both of them were eager to break through their cultivation levels.

Recently, Xiang Wantang has been practicing the Seven Star Scripture techniques and martial arts taught by Fang Han, and he is close to the Spirit Embryo Realm. Now, he is confident that he can deal with his old rival, Bai Mei.