As for the restriction imposed on him by Fang Han, Wu Qiang thought to himself that as long as he could escape this time, he would find a way to remove it in the future.
In fact, he had plenty of time to escape just now.
However, his inherent arrogance, stemming from his high status, prevented him from ever deserting his post.
In his mind, as an elder of the Qingxuan Sect and the ancestor of the Wu family, how could he flee in defeat in front of an unknown junior?
He firmly believed that even if the flow of his internal energy was slightly stagnant at this moment, his rich combat experience would be enough to kill Fang Han on the spot.
"snort!"
Fang Han sensed the attack from the other party's divine sense and immediately sneered, unhesitatingly urging his own divine sense to defend against it.
He knew very well that the contest of divine sense was the most dangerous, and the slightest carelessness could lead to utter ruin. Therefore, he dared not take it lightly in the slightest.
Divine power, though seemingly illusory and ethereal, actually offers almost no opportunity for trickery in a contest.
When both sides are on guard, the one with the stronger spiritual power often gains the upper hand in this invisible contest.
At this moment, the Wu family patriarch's divine sense transformed into steel needles. If he could not withstand it, he would immediately become mentally impaired, or even die.
However, in the next instant, the face of the Wu family patriarch suddenly turned ashen.
Because his unstoppable divine sense needles, upon touching Fang Han, vanished without a trace the instant they touched him, as if swallowed by endless darkness.
"How...how can this kid's divine sense be so powerful?"
Wu Qiang, the patriarch of the Wu family, was suddenly shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief.
In this ever-changing duel between masters, a single probe was enough for him to discern the opponent's true strength.
At this moment, he understood that Fang Han, who appeared to be young, was actually unfathomable, and he must not underestimate him in the slightest.
Wu Qiang inwardly groaned, even feeling a pang of regret.
He couldn't help but recall that not long ago, if he had acted decisively and immediately flew away on his sword with Wu Lei to return to the Qingxuan Sect, and then sought an opportunity to settle scores with Fang Han and the Fang family later, he wouldn't have ended up in such a passive situation.
But it's too late to say anything now; he has to deal with it immediately.
The thought had barely formed in his mind when Wu Qiang reacted with lightning speed, drawing his longsword without hesitation and slashing it fiercely at Fang Han.
Since he might not be able to defeat Fang Han in a contest of divine sense, he could only rely on the sword in his hand to compete with Fang Han.
"Wu Qiang, your divine sense is pitifully weak!"
A smile appeared on Fang Han's lips, and at the same time, the Xuan Tie Sword was firmly in his hand.
His aura suddenly surged, and he unleashed the Creation Sword Technique to meet Wu Qiang's incoming sword strike head-on.
In an instant, the two figures intertwined, and powerful sword energy rippled outwards and flew around.
The scattered sword energy was like a surging torrent, carrying earth-shattering power, and directly cleaved open the elegant house where Su Aiai lived not far away.
The elegant dwelling collapsed under the impact of the fierce sword energy, raising billowing dust.
Su Aiai sensed danger, her expression changed drastically, and she quickly used her movement technique to fly away.
No sooner had she left than the collapsed house buried the spot where she had been standing.
Thank goodness, she was almost buried in the rubble.
Looking at Wu Qiang's side, after exchanging a move with Fang Han, he couldn't withstand the immense force emanating from Fang Han's sword.
He was thrown back like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the stone wall beside him.
With a loud "boom," the stone wall shattered instantly, and Wu Qiang was trapped inside, as if he were embedded in the stone wall.
His arm trembled violently, and he almost lost his grip on the sword, nearly dropping it.
"This...this guy is ridiculously strong!"
Deep within Wu Qiang's heart, fear surged like a raging tide.
He stared at Fang Han, who at this moment seemed to him like a terrifying monster from the depths of hell, radiating a chilling aura.
Wu Qiang inwardly groaned, knowing full well that he could no longer continue fighting Fang Han like this.
With just one move, he was already injured. Although his physical body was incredibly strong thanks to his years of body-refining techniques, Fang Han's sword strike was simply too powerful. The strong impact caused his blood and qi to surge, and his internal organs felt as if they were about to shift.
Wu Qiang dared not have the slightest thought of taking risks. He immediately circulated his true essence, and the surging true essence power swept outwards like a raging wave.
With a loud "boom," the stones around him shattered and scattered into countless tiny fragments.
Taking advantage of the impact, Wu Qiang flashed and finally broke free from the embedded stone wall.
He had only one thought in his mind: to quickly escape this dangerous place on his sword.
Although Fang Han is strong, as long as he can escape back to Qingxuan Sect, he believes that Fang Han would not dare to rashly storm into the sect's gates.
Moreover, as an elder of the Qingxuan Sect, his master was Cangyun, the Supreme Elder of the Qingxuan Sect.
Elder Cangyun is a super strong expert at the peak of the Divine Sense Realm, and he is only one step away from the even more powerful Yuan Dan Realm.
Moreover, there are several powerful figures within the Qingxuan Sect who have already reached the Yuan Dan realm, and their strength is unfathomable.
Once he returned to the Qingxuan Sect, he would have a solid backing, and his safety would naturally be guaranteed.
However, fate always seems to love to play tricks on people.
Just as Wu Qiang was about to summon his flying sword and prepare to escape, a cold light struck like lightning.
Fang Han's sword had already struck.
The sharp sword energy seemed to cleave space itself apart.
Wu Qiang inwardly cried out, "This is bad!" But there was no way to avoid it now. Helpless, he could only grit his teeth and raise his sword to meet Fang Han's attack.
In an instant, the two were locked in combat once again.
Every time Fang Han drew his sword, it carried the force of thunder, as if all the thunderous power in the world had gathered on his sword.
The powerful sword energy raged and swept across the land, mercilessly shattering the surrounding buildings, artificial hills, pavilions, and towers wherever it went.
In an instant, bricks and stones flew everywhere, and wood chips were scattered all over the place, making the entire Su family mansion seem like it was in the apocalypse.
Su Aiai, standing to the side, turned ashen-faced upon witnessing this scene.
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