"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..."
<...Nevertheless, Elder Yun Yi was still directly blasted away by this powerful force. His body crashed heavily onto the plaza ground dozens of feet away like a falling meteor.
The once incredibly hard bluestone slabs of the square shattered instantly, leaving a deep, bottomless crater in the ground.
Elder Yunyi was almost completely buried in the ruins, looking extremely disheveled.
When the dust settled, it was revealed that Elder Yun Yi's upper body clothes were completely torn apart, revealing a set of black armor that radiated golden light.
The black armor gleamed with golden light, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
Clearly, it was this Xuan Tie Golden Armor that helped Elder Yun Yi block Fang Han's "Primordial Chaos Slash," otherwise Yun Yi would have certainly died.
"Golden Armor!"
Liu Ziwei of the Poison King Sect couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
She had been somewhat skeptical of Fang Han's assessment before, but now that she had seen it with her own eyes, she never expected that Elder Yun Yi would actually be wearing the Qingxuan Sect's most prized treasure: the Golden Xuan Armor.
However, at this moment, a clear sword mark had already been left on the Golden Armor.
"Fang Han, I have the Golden Armor protecting me, you...you can't kill me..."
Although Elder Yun Yi was in a terrible state, he still managed to crawl out of the deep pit.
Holding a top-grade spirit sword, he glared at Fang Han, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, and shouted loudly.
"Is that so? Then try my sword again!"
Fang Han's gaze was cold and stern. Without the slightest hesitation, he swung his hands and threw the Xuan Tie sword in his hands directly out.
The Xuan Tie sword, like a black meteor, spun rapidly with a sharp whistling sound, hurtling towards Elder Yun Yi.
As Elder Yunyi watched the Xuan Tie sword hurtling towards him, fear finally appeared in his eyes.
He could clearly sense that the power contained in this sword strike could truly threaten his life.
"Spare my life!"
"Anyone who kills a member of my Qingxuan Sect is an enemy of Song Kunlun."
At that critical moment, a vast and majestic voice, like rolling thunder, came from the far distance.