Within the Vermilion Bird Trapping Dragon Formation, malevolent energy surged, and the twelve black iron flags fluttered in the wind. The ancient runes engraved on the flags had just begun to glow with a faint light and had not yet been fully activated when a crisp cracking sound was heard, and the outermost black flag suddenly shattered!

The runes scattered like shattered stars, turning into specks of black light and dissipating into the void.

The pale-faced man from the Qingxuan Sect suddenly narrowed his eyes, and the smug look on his face froze instantly.

He stared intently at the broken array flag, his heart filled with shock and disbelief: "How is this possible? This Vermilion Bird Trapping Dragon Array is one of the most treasured arrays of my Azure Profound Sect. How could it be so easily shaken?"

He suddenly looked up into the formation, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

He knew that the situation within the formation was probably far more complex than he had imagined.

But he still couldn't believe that his master, as the Supreme Elder of the Qingxuan Sect, was no match for Fang Han.

You should know that his master is already a powerful expert at the early stage of the Yuan Dan realm. In the entire Tianyuan County, there are definitely no more than ten people whose strength is above his master.

The disciples of Qingxuan Sect also noticed something amiss, their expressions changed, and their gazes all turned towards the depths of the great formation.

Fang Qing, Fang Yingxue, and the others held their breath, staring intently at the churning mist. Even Liu Ziwei and Lin Yao from the Poison King Sect, as well as the elders of the Discipline Hall, were focused on seeing what was happening inside the formation.

Can Fang Han really break through the formation and escape?

boom!

As the first black flag was severed, the gale within the formation suddenly weakened, and the originally thick, almost tangible white mist thinned out a bit.

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, suddenly, a dazzling sword aura shot into the sky, like a rainbow piercing the sun and tearing the heavens apart!

Immediately afterwards, the second, the third... eleven sword energies crisscrossed in succession, like divine punishment descending upon the world, precisely slashing at the remaining array flags!

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The black flags shattered one after another.

Once the battle flags were destroyed, the entire formation collapsed instantly, as if its spine had been removed!

As the gale subsided and the fog dissipated, the battlefield, which had been obscured by the formation, was finally clearly revealed to everyone. Fang Han, wielding a sword, was surrounded by sword energy, appearing both godlike and demonic. Opposite him, Elder Yun Yi had a livid face and tattered robes, clearly having fallen into a disadvantageous position.

"Hahaha! I knew the young master was invincible! What kind of lousy Elder Yun Yi is he? He's nothing but a chicken and a dog in front of the young master!"

Zhou Chi's rough laughter boomed like thunder, his eyes flashing with fanatical light.

The earth-shattering array power of Elder Yun Yi just now did make his heart tighten, but now seeing Fang Han standing proudly like a god, suppressing Elder Yun Yi, all his worries turned into boiling blood.

Now he understood. No matter how strong Fang Han was, he was still as strong as a gentle breeze. Fang Han's combat power was unfathomable, and at this moment, his admiration for Fang Han had reached its peak.

"Today we are about to witness history. A Yuan Dan realm expert has fallen. This is a once-in-a-century event!"

Ye Qianqiu's voice trembled, a mixture of excitement and an uncontrollable shudder.

Once upon a time, Yuan Dan realm experts were like gods in his eyes, but now Fang Han was about to kill a Yuan Dan realm expert right in front of him.

He secretly rejoiced, realizing that choosing to follow Fang Han was probably the wisest decision of his life.

Elder Yun Yi's expression shifted between light and dark, and his fingers trembled slightly beneath his wide sleeves.

He suppressed his surging blood and looked at Fang Han, a glint of malice flashing in his eyes: "You little beast, you want to take my life? You're still too green!"

Secretly, he released a divine thought that spread out silently like a venomous snake, sending a message to his disciples Qin Ke and others, instructing them to first control Fang Yingxue, Fang Qing, Gongsun Yaoqin, Ye Qianqian, and others.

In that case, Fang Han would be hesitant to act rashly.

Upon receiving the telepathic message, Qin Ke and the others' eyes flashed with a cold glint.

The disciple who looked like a pale-faced man was the fastest, flashing behind Fang Yingxue like a ghost in an instant.

"Yingxue, watch out!"

Gongsun Yaoqin was the first to notice something was wrong. Her warning cry pierced the sky, but it was too late to make a move.

The pale-faced man curled his lips into a sinister smile, his five fingers spread out like ghostly claws, the tips gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light.

Within that cold light, tiny ice crystals could be vaguely seen swirling around; it was none other than the "Mysterious Ice Claw," a secret technique passed down by the Qingxuan Sect.

Before the wind even arrived, the biting cold had already caused goosebumps to rise on Fang Yingxue's fair neck.

Faced with the sudden attack from the pale-faced man, Fang Yingxue had no chance to dodge at all.

After all, she was only a high-level martial artist, not even a martial grandmaster, while the pale-faced man was already in the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. He was an inner disciple of the Qingxuan Sect, and in Yanming City and Guyue City, he was an almost invincible existence.

"court death!"

At the critical moment, Fang Han's voice rang out, revealing that he had been prepared all along.

His eyes flashed with a cold light, and a golden dragon pattern suddenly lit up between his brows.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the sleeping Azure Dragon Sword emitted a deafening roar, and the dragon-shaped runes coiled around its blade lit up one by one.

A golden light shot out, and even before the sword arrived, the dragon's might had already shaken the pale-faced man to his core.

"This is... the manifestation of sword intent?"

The pale-faced man's pupils constricted sharply, realizing the consequences of his actions. He tried to stop, but it was too late.

"laugh!"

Blood splattered in an instant.

The gleaming ghostly claw was severed at the wrist and shredded into ice shards by the sword energy before it even hit the ground.

The Azure Dragon Sword continued its momentum, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and the pale-faced man's horrified expression remained frozen on his face forever.

His head flew high into the air, his eyes still showing disbelief.

Qin Ke and the other three disciples of the Qingxuan Sect were horrified upon seeing this.

They had already formed an encirclement, their swords aimed directly at Gongsun Yaoqin and the others' vital points, but now they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave and dared not attack any further.

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