Fang Han swung his sword seemingly casually, but the force of his sword was like a surging ocean, pressing down on Chen Tingxue like a tidal wave.

Wherever the Azure Dragon Sword went, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the air emitted a sharp whistling sound.

Under this immense pressure, Chen Tingxue was like a lone boat in a vast ocean during a storm, swaying precariously and in danger of capsizing at any moment.

Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and she seemed to be struggling to defend herself against Fang Han's attacks.

"Tingxue, you should try to escape first. We, master and disciple, cannot both perish here. Otherwise, even if we die, we will not be able to face the senior sect master of Wuji Sect."

Elder Bai Mei knew that defeat was inevitable and that continuing the fight would only increase casualties, so he used his divine sense to transmit his thoughts to Chen Tingxue.

The advantage of telepathic communication is that Fang Han and Xiang Wantang cannot hear his conversation with Chen Tingxue.

Having lived for over three hundred years, he certainly understood that pointless persistence was not courage, but foolishness.

Chen Tingxue carries a rare treasure from the Wuji Sect and has cultivated life-saving techniques. Even if she cannot defeat Fang Han, she still has a chance to escape.

Moreover, Bai Mei was certain that Fang Han's understanding of the two of them, master and disciple, was far less than that of Xiang Wantang. Therefore, it was difficult for Fang Han to predict what kind of extraordinary treasures Chen Tingxue might possess or what kind of escape techniques she might have.

"Master, I will not leave alone. Today I will live and die with you."

Chen Tingxue, however, had made up her mind and responded firmly to Bai Mei with her divine sense.

As the sect leader of the Wuji Sect, she deeply felt the dignity and responsibility of the sect, and even if faced with death, she could never desert her post.

Elder Bai Mei sighed helplessly and fell silent.

He knew Chen Tingxue's personality too well; once she made up her mind, she wouldn't easily change it.

At this moment, he could only concentrate on dealing with Xiang Wantang with all his might, secretly praying for a turn of events. Perhaps his life or death today was left to fate.

But the two of them were no match for Fang Han and Xiang Wantang. Under their swords, the pressure on them grew heavier and heavier, and they struggled to hold on for a long time.

"Smack!"

After several dozen more rounds, Fang Han's Azure Dragon Sword, like a nimble snake, skillfully bypassed Chen Tingxue's longsword and struck her wrist precisely.

Chen Tingxue cried out in pain, feeling a sharp pain in her wrist. The sword in her hand flew out of her hand and into the air.

Before Chen Tingxue could react, Fang Han's longsword was already at her neck like lightning, the cold blade against her skin, radiating a chill.

You lost!

Fang Han's expression was calm, and his voice was indifferent, yet it struck Chen Tingxue's heart like a heavy hammer.

"I lost..."

Chen Tingxue stood there, distraught, her eyes filled with disbelief and resentment.

Once upon a time in Tianyuan County, she was the only female sect leader of one of the three major sects, and her reputation was widespread. Although she was not invincible, apart from a few senior elders of the three major sects, few people could defeat her.

Whoosh whoosh!

Fang Han unleashed several bursts of finger energy, sealing Chen Tingxue's acupoints like shooting stars chasing the moon.

Chen Tingxue's legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant as she stared at the sky, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She was exceptionally gifted from a young age and had a smooth life. She was regarded as a prodigy by everyone and grew up to become the sect leader of the Wuji Sect.

However, today, she was completely defeated by a young man who was only twenty years old. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to her, and she found it hard to accept.

If anyone from Tianyuan County could defeat Chen Tingxue, the sect leader of Wuji Sect, it would undoubtedly be a glorious achievement to boast about for a lifetime.

After all, ordinary cultivators don't even have the qualifications to fight Chen Tingxue, let alone win.

However, Fang Han acted as if he had only completed a trivial matter, calmly and nonchalantly putting away the Azure Dragon Sword.

Facing a top expert like Chen Tingxue, Fang Han naturally knew that only by wielding a divine weapon like the Azure Dragon Sword could he unleash his full strength. If he used the Xuan Tie Sword, he would inevitably be hampered.

"Brother Xiang, you need to step up your game."

After sheathing his sword, Fang Han turned his gaze to Xiang Wantang, a warm smile on his face. "If the attack rhythm of those moves you used earlier were more fluid and your posture more casual and natural, the effect would definitely be even better. Moreover, those moves can be completely integrated and transformed into one move."

Others might not realize it, but Fang Han's few words actually contained extremely profound insights into martial arts.

Although his current cultivation level is not as high as Xiang Wantang's peak Yuan Dan realm, he has accumulated rich experience and profound cultivation experience through thousands of years of trials in his previous life. His unique insight is far beyond what Xiang Wantang can match.

In his eyes, Xiang Wantang was nothing more than a junior with only three hundred years of cultivation experience.

"Brother, I understand."

Xiang Wantang truly deserves to be called a prodigy with profound knowledge. During this time, he has been diligently cultivating the Seven Star Scripture. With Fang Han's guidance, he instantly grasped the most exquisite techniques in the Seven Star Sword Art.

Xiang Wantang immediately looked up to the sky and let out a long roar that shook the mountains and forests, raising her long sword once again.

In an instant, his swordplay underwent a miraculous change, becoming not only lighter and more graceful but also more powerful and majestic, significantly enhancing his overall swordplay.

After that, his attack rhythm became sometimes fast and sometimes slow, seemingly without any pattern, but it exerted a stronger suppressive force on Elder Bai Mei.

Previously, although Elder Bai Mei was at a disadvantage, he was still able to defend steadily thanks to his profound skills and rich experience.

But at this moment, after Xiang Wantang launched a fierce attack for only a dozen moves, he was already struggling to defend himself and had to start dodging and weaving.

However, Xiang Wantang moved like lightning, faster than him. The more the White-Browed Elder moved around, the more passive he became, completely losing the ability to fight back, and could only let Xiang Wantang attack him.

A moment later, Elder Bai Mei was in grave danger. He was accidentally grazed by Xiang Wantang's sword energy, and blood gushed from his thigh instantly, staining his clothes with bright red blood and leaving bloodstains on the ground.