Seeing Fang Han use the Eight Desolations Sword Technique, he also benefited greatly, secretly pondering its subtleties.

Fang Han's sword strike caught the Iron Monk completely off guard.

The Iron Monk was startled and quickly used his staff to block Fang Han's Azure Dragon Sword.

But the moment the staff touched the Azure Dragon Sword, the Iron Monk felt a powerful force surge through him.

A powerful spiraling force and overlapping wave force emanated from Fang Han's Azure Dragon Sword. The force was like the waves in the ocean, one after another, and the direction was unpredictable, making it difficult to grasp.

With this move, Iron Monk felt a tremendous force strike him and was sent flying.

Of course, this guy is no ordinary person either; he is skilled in the art of deflecting force.

He stood on his flying sword, spinning several times in the air to dissipate the force and stabilize himself.

The Iron Monk's mind raced, and in an instant, he completely changed his original plan.

Previously, upon witnessing Fang Han's sharp and powerful attack, he was certain that Fang Han must have burned his own essence blood to unleash such astonishing power.

In his view, as long as he was patient and kept at it with Fang Han, Fang Han's essence and blood would burn out and his vital energy would soon decline. At that time, he would be able to easily kill him.

However, the current situation filled him with anxiety.

He keenly realized that if he continued to confront Fang Han head-on, Fang Han's internal energy might not be exhausted before he himself was injured in the fierce collision.

If that happens, the situation will be difficult to control.

After all, there were still experts like Xiang Wantang standing around, eyeing them covetously.

Although he was confident in his superior strength and didn't take Xiaoyao Wang and Wang Dingtian seriously, if he were to suffer a serious injury in this fierce battle, Xiang Wantang would undoubtedly become a huge threat to him.

At that time, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to escape. I might really perish in this Yin-Yang Mountain and meet a tragic end, dying and disappearing without a trace.

The thought sent a chill down Tie Heshang's spine.

"Kid, you've got some skills. I underestimated you!"

After regaining his balance from the shock of Fang Han, the Iron Monk opened his eyes wide with rage, roaring like a mad beast.

With a thought, the thick, ancient-looking staff in his hand instantly detached from his palm and floated in mid-air. The staff's surface shimmered with a cold light, as if it contained endless mysterious power.

Immediately afterwards, the Iron Monk began to rapidly form hand seals with his hands, each movement precise and swift, as if communicating with a mysterious force in the darkness.

He was preparing to use a powerful spell to deal with Fang Han. At this moment, he had no intention of engaging in a direct confrontation with Fang Han. He only wanted to kill Fang Han as quickly as possible, and then eliminate Xiang Wantang, Xiaoyao Wang, and Wang Dingtian to prevent any unforeseen complications.

As the Iron Monk continued to perform his incantations, the unique Yin and Yang energies of Yin-Yang Mountain seemed to be summoned by some invisible force, and quickly converged.

These yin and yang energies intertwined and merged, gradually transforming into an enormous skull.

The skull exudes a chilling and sinister aura, its empty eye sockets gleaming with an eerie light, as if concealing endless resentment and evil.

Suddenly, the giant skull let out a sharp and shrill scream, a sound that seemed to pierce the soul and instilled fear in people.

Then, it opened its enormous mouth, filled with fangs, as if it could swallow an entire mountain in one gulp, and pounced on Fang Han.

Its menacing appearance seemed to want to completely devour Fang Han and grind him into dust.

Upon witnessing this scene, Xiang Wantang, Xiaoyao Wang, and Wang Dingtian all had their expressions change drastically, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

Previously, although they knew that Tie Heshang's martial arts skills were extraordinary and he was extremely good at both ranged and melee combat, they never expected that this guy's magic would be so heaven-defying that he could summon such a terrifying skull.

If they were facing this mountain-sized skull, they would probably be completely overwhelmed by its imposing presence before they even engaged in combat, and would be unable to muster any will to resist.

However, Fang Han only let out a cold laugh, his eyes full of disdain and composure.

In an instant, he unleashed a sword strike, its light as sharp as a dragon, carrying an incomparably fierce momentum, directly slashing towards the giant skull.

This sword strike seemed to contain the power to split the heavens and the earth, instantly cleaving the skull in two.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the skull was shattered, the scattered yin and yang energies quickly gathered together and, in the blink of an eye, reformed into a complete skull, which seemed even more powerful than before, radiating an even more terrifying aura.

In the next instant, the re-formed skull appeared before Fang Han like a ghost, only inches away from him. Its huge mouth opened again, as if it would devour Fang Han in the next second.

"Lei Lai!"

At this critical moment, Fang Han quickly made a hand seal and let out a low shout.

In an instant, the once clear sky turned gloomy, with rumbling thunder, as if countless giant dragons were rolling and roaring in the clouds.

Just as the skull lunged at Fang Han, about to succeed, a thick, pillar-like bolt of purple lightning suddenly crashed down from the sky with earth-shattering force, slamming into the skull.

At the same time, Fang Han's figure flickered, like a ghost, instantly shifting positions to dodge the skull's fatal blow.

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