"Fang Han, I did underestimate you before. The Su family had already informed the Zhao family that you had killed Zhao Jian, but the Zhao family, as one of the three major families in Yanming City, didn't utter a single word for several days."

The beautiful young woman, Ye Qingcheng, looked at Fang Han with eyes like knives and said, "Zhao Tiancheng, the head of the Zhao family, and Zhao Banshan from his hometown are known for being fiercely protective of their own in Yanming City. But these two haven't left the house for the past few days and have even restricted the Zhao family from coming to the Fang family to avenge Zhao Jian. They must know that you, Fang Han, are not easy to deal with and are waiting for my Su family to step in."

"The Zhao family is nothing but a paper tiger. I never expected that the Su family and your Hehuan Sect were so deeply involved."

Fang Han said.

"Fang Han, don't think the Zhao family is easy to bully. They are definitely brewing a big plan. After all, the relationship between the Zhao family and the Divine Doctor Valley is not ordinary. Moreover, Zhao Tiancheng's eldest son, Zhao Wu, is already a centurion of the Demon Suppression Army. You killed someone from the Zhao family. You not only offended the Zhao family, but the Divine Doctor Valley and the Demon Suppression Army will probably send people to capture you."

"That's what the beautiful young woman, Ye Qingcheng, said."

She was deliberately trying to distract Fang Han, so that it would be much easier to capture him later.

“The Divine Doctor Valley has connections with the Su and Zhao families. I’m just about to settle accounts with them, but I’m afraid they won’t come looking for me.”

Fang Han showed no fear whatsoever, instead exuding murderous intent as he said, "As for the Demon Suppression Army, they had better not interfere in my affairs, or they'll regret it."

"Fang Han, you're really arrogant."

The beautiful young woman, Ye Qingcheng, laughed: "Your combat strength has indeed reached the Divine Sense Realm, but the Demon Suppression Army has Yuan Dan Realm experts. If you offend the Demon Suppression Army, you won't even know how you died. I advise you to obediently become Su Qianyu's medicine cauldron and let her refine you. I guarantee that the Hehuan Sect and the Su family will not take your life, and will even give you a lot of cultivation resources so that you can go further and faster on the path of cultivation."

"Witch, don't you think it's a waste of breath to say all this now? Anyone who insults or bullies me will surely die, no matter how eloquently you speak."

Fang coldly sneered.

“Junior Sister Qingcheng, Fang Han is simply incorrigible. Since he wants to die, let’s capture him first. After Su Qianyu refines him, we’ll hand him over to the Zhao family. The Zhao family will definitely tear him to pieces. Then, he won’t be so arrogant anymore. Right now, he thinks he’s invincible.”

Fang Han's words provoked "Xiaoyaozi," who immediately retorted.

"Senior brother, that's exactly what I was thinking."

The beautiful young woman, Ye Qingcheng, nodded.

"Two experts at the Divine Sense Realm wanted to capture me alive and hand me over to Su Qianyu. Even though Su Qianyu no longer has the Yin Sha disease, they still went to great lengths to capture me. It seems that Su Qianyu's identity is not just that of Su Yuande's daughter. Her mother, Ouyang Yan, must be extraordinary."

Fang Han's heart stirred.

He originally knew the Su family very well.

The Su family is an insignificant family in Yanming City, far inferior to even the Fang family. How could they possibly command a powerful expert at the Divine Sense Realm?

Now, the head of the Su family, Su Yuande, has died by his sword, and Su Yuanwu has also been crippled. Logically speaking, the Su family is doomed. Even if Su Qianyu has a younger sister, Su Chun, who has entered the Wuji Sect, these demons from the Hehuan Sect would not cooperate with the Wuji Sect, right?

However, Fang Han also thought about it carefully. He figured he could find out by capturing these two guys and interrogating them.

These two guys at the Divine Sense Realm are core figures in any faction, so they must know a lot of secrets.

The beautiful young woman Ye Qingcheng, with her graceful figure and flowing clothes, and Xiaoyaozi, like two agile swans, swiftly flew down from the sky.

They landed steadily on the lake surface, facing Fang Hanyao.

The waves of the lake rose and fell beneath their feet, yet they could not shake them in the slightest, as if the vast lake was merely a cushion beneath their feet, allowing them to trample upon it at will.

The icy sword and folding fan beneath their feet transformed into two streaks of light, returning precisely to their respective hands.

The reason these two did not lure Fang Han onto the island for a life-or-death duel was that they harbored hidden worries.

Although there was a trap on the island to lure Fang Han into a trap, they knew in their hearts that they could not completely control it. In contrast, they had a different plan for choosing to fight on this wide lake.

The golden dragon was currently hiding in the lake, and its recovery ability was nothing short of miraculous. They were certain that while they were engaged in fierce battle with Fang Han, the golden dragon would seize the opportunity to suddenly strike and launch a fatal attack on Fang Han.

These two wicked demons could never have imagined that the golden dragon had already been successfully subdued by Fang Han through coercion and enticement.

The Golden Flood Dragon will not attack Fang Han as they wish; instead, it will turn on them at a crucial moment and launch a fatal counterattack.

"Since you two are about to die, why don't you state your names so that I may know who has come to die today?"

Fang Han's face was cold and stern, his eyes were like torches, and he stared intently at the beautiful young woman and Xiaoyaozi. His voice was calm but carried an undeniable authority, which echoed on the lake.

"Hey kid, listen up!"

Xiaoyaozi's face was full of anger. He suddenly shook the folding fan in his hand and unfolded it with a whoosh.

The folding fan was about half a zhang long, with mysterious and eerie patterns painted on its surface. Once opened, a chilling and sinister wind secretly spread out, and in an instant, the temperature of the entire lake seemed to drop several degrees, becoming extremely gloomy and terrifying, as if the gates of the Netherworld had quietly opened.

"I am Xiaoyaozi, and this is my junior sister, Ye Qingcheng. We are both elders of the Hehuan Sect. You fool, you have a way to heaven but you choose to walk into hell. Today is your death day. No matter what, you cannot escape from us!"

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