However, this beautiful young woman from the Hehuan Sect, though filled with murderous intent, did not rush to attack the other party.

Although Mingcheng and Yinyang Mountain are not separated by endless mountains and seas, they are at least a hundred miles apart.

Fang Han's sudden appearance was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly setting off alarm bells in the hearts of the beautiful young women of the Hehuan Sect.

She knew that Fang Han's ability to find her here was no coincidence, but rather that he had used special methods to pinpoint her location, which was indeed terrifying.

She felt that Fang Han was a very secretive person, and she wasn't confident that she could win him over.

The beautiful young woman had just arrived, like a fragrant breeze sweeping across the lake, when a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar also appeared gracefully in the sky above the lake.

He moved with an elegant and graceful figure, not flying on a sword as usual, but stepping on a large, exquisitely decorated folding fan.

The folding fan was imbued with spiritual energy, indicating it was a mid-grade spiritual artifact.

This scholar had a handsome face and looked to be around forty years old, but there was not a trace of time on his face. Even the crow's feet were not visible. He exuded an extraordinary and elegant demeanor, and his every move showed a graceful and unrestrained style.

"Senior brother, let's retreat first. This person is Fang Han, who defeated me. If I hadn't escaped quickly, I would have died by his sword."

The beautiful young woman immediately addressed the scholar.

After much deliberation, she decided it wasn't worth the risk, because she couldn't gauge Fang Han's true character.

She felt that Fang Han must have discovered the Yin-Yang Tree on the island and definitely wanted to go there. However, the Yin-Yang Tree was full of mysteries, and if Fang Han rashly approached it, he would most likely get into trouble. At that time, she could then come out and kill Fang Han.

"This kid is Fang Han? From a fool and a good-for-nothing, he became a strongman so quickly? He's just a beginner Grandmaster, yet he managed to scare you like this, Junior Sister. With your senior brother here, what are you afraid of? I've already broken through to the mid-stage of the Divine Sense Realm."

The scholar laughed: "Besides, he's been targeted by this golden dragon. It's hard to say whether he can get past it."

"Senior brother, shall we sit back and watch the tigers fight?"

The beautiful young woman thought for a moment and said.

The scholar nodded.

This golden dragon is quite powerful. Although it suffered a loss in front of Fang Han, it still has super strong combat power. Even if it can't kill Fang Han, it can still injure him.

The golden dragon's gaping maw was indeed full of blood.

Fang Han's move, "Annihilation," caused it immense suffering.

It quickly retreated dozens of feet, leaving the attack range of Fang Hanxuan Iron Sword, and roared again.

The roar was like thunder, shaking the mountains and causing the calm lake to surge and churn as if it were being boiled by fire, its ferocity quite frightening.

Fang Han stood proudly on the turbulent lake, holding the Xuan Tie sword.

Despite the undulating waves, his figure seemed to blend into the waves, moving with them yet remaining as steady as Mount Tai.

He had already noticed the beautiful young woman and the scholar eyeing him menacingly above the lake.

But he didn't care at all. He hadn't really shown his full strength yet. Right now, he probably couldn't deal with a Yuan Dan realm expert, but a Shen Nian realm expert shouldn't be able to kill him.

The golden dragon was in a rage, but it had finally gained sentience and no longer intended to devour Fang Han's Xuan Tie sword in such a domineering way. When its aura reached its peak, its massive, mountain-like body suddenly rose from the lake, drawing a sharp arc in the air before swooping down like lightning.

Those claws, seemingly forged from refined steel and gleaming with a cold light, came straight at Fang Han with an aura that seemed to tear through the void.

But before it could get close to Fang Han, Fang Han made a move.

Fang Han unleashed the Creation Sword Technique, slashing at the golden dragon's claws with his sword.

The golden dragon did not dodge at all, because its claws were incredibly strong, and it believed that this time it could break Fang Han's sword directly.

The two, carrying immense power, collided instantly.

Fang Han's sword vibrated at a high frequency instantly under the impetus of his true energy.

The sound of a sword ringing out rang out, and the sword's edge sliced ​​through the golden dragon's claws.

In an instant, the golden dragon's claws became covered in blood.

The golden dragon, in pain, quickly retreated.

Fortunately, it retreated quickly; otherwise, its claws, which had only recently grown back, would probably have been severed by Fang Han's sword.

It had already sensed Fang Han's terror and dared not attack recklessly anymore.

The beautiful young woman watching the battle from above the lake paled upon seeing this scene.

She knew Fang Han was strong, but she didn't expect him to be this strong.

You should know that every time she and her senior brother "Xiaoyaozi" went to this small island in the lake, they dared not disturb the golden dragon in the lake. They usually secretly flew to the island on their swords. After all, getting entangled with the golden dragon would be a troublesome matter. At least, she alone could not deal with the golden dragon unless she brought along her senior brother "Xiaoyaozi" or other experts from the Hehuan Sect.

Of course, Jin Jiao knew that she could control a sword, and "Xiaoyaozi" also had a magic weapon for controlling a sword, making it difficult for them to catch up, so he rarely pursued them.

The unremarkable, dark iron sword in Fang Han's hand shocked the beautiful young woman.

She had fought this golden dragon before. Her Frost Sword was already a mid-grade spiritual weapon, but it couldn't leave any mark on the golden dragon's body. However, Fang Han's Xuan Tie Sword could easily injure the golden dragon.

This increased her wariness of Fang Han even more.

“Senior brother, look at this Fang Han, he’s a real prodigy. He does look like a Grandmaster, but his combat strength has reached the Divine Sense Realm, which is at least stronger than my early stage of the Divine Sense Realm.”

The beautiful young woman said to the Confucian scholar, and once again she felt timid.

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