"Arrogant? Xiang Wantang and I are like brothers, and you call me arrogant?"
With a thought, Fang Han summoned the Xuan Tie Sword in his hand. He looked at Pei Yuan and said, "Make your move. I won't kill you today, but I will seal your cultivation. Go back and tell Zhao Ziyi that it's no use for her to hide anywhere. I will go to the Longyuan Sword Sect to find her."
"You dare to insult me by using my great-grandfather's name? I will kill you today."
But Pei Yuan was furious, and his aura rose steadily.
He was the eldest disciple of Elder Jianchi, who was the disciple of "Xiaoyao Wang," the sect leader of the Longyuan Sword Sect. "Xiaoyao Wang" was Xiang Wantang's grand-nephew, so in a way, he should address Xiang Wantang as his great-grandmaster.
But this young man, who was only twenty years old, actually said that he was on friendly terms with his great-grandfather, so of course he went berserk.
He had no idea that there were such arrogant people in the world.
And this person was actually a student who had been expelled from the Dragon Abyss Sword Academy a few years ago.
You should know that such students are not even considered menial disciples in a sect.
Dean Meng Kai and Dean Yang Wenguang were secretly delighted to see this.
They all suffered a great loss in front of Fang Han today. If Fang Han doesn't die, this matter will never end.
The more arrogant Fang Han became, the more he would provoke Pei Yuan, the inner sect's sword master, and the more tragic Fang Han's fate would be.
Pei Yuan and Fang Han were very close. Pei Yuan wanted to intimidate Fang Han with his aura, but Fang Han remained calm and composed.
Pei Yuan's bloodshot eyes were almost spitting fire. He suddenly spun around, and the mid-grade spirit sword at his waist emitted a clear and melodious sword sound, instantly unsheathing itself like a dragon emerging from the abyss.
A bluish light emanated from his sword, carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks. With thunderous force, it pierced towards Fang Han's throat with lightning speed. Wherever the sword tip passed, the air emitted a piercing tearing sound.
This seemingly simple sword strike actually conceals a profound mystery.
Pei Yuan incorporated the essence of the Longyuan Sword Sect's "Nine Transformations of Flowing Clouds" into it, and the tip of his sword drew twelve afterimages in the air. Each afterimage carried a different killing move, surging like a long river.
Seeing this, Meng Kai, Yang Wenguang, and the students of Longyuan Sword Academy all felt that Pei Yuan's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, worthy of being the inner sect's top swordsman.
However, Fang Han remained calm in the face of this fierce attack, as if it were just a gentle breeze.
He gently raised his hand, and the Xuan Tie sword drew a half-moon shape from bottom to top. The seemingly casual sword strike accurately met Pei Yuan's sword.
The two swords clashed, unleashing a deafening roar, like a thunderclap, the shockwave spreading outwards, and the bluestone bricks on the ground instantly cracked.
Pei Yuan's pupils shrank sharply as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.
He had thought that with his mid-grade spirit sword, this strike would surely send Fang Han flying and sever his sword.
But Fang Han's Xuan Tie sword was as steady as Mount Tai. Not only was there no crack, but even the hilt did not shake at all.
What shocked him even more was the faint smile on Fang Han's lips, as if mocking his overestimation of his abilities.
Fang Han slightly shifted his sword stance, the spine of his sword gently striking Pei Yuan's sword. The seemingly casual force sent a shiver down Pei Yuan's spine.
"Boy, you've managed to withstand this sword strike, so you're not bad. However, for the sake of the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion and the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, you must die today."
Pei Yuan was surprised. As if teleporting, he circled around Fang Han and drew his sword again.
Before he finished speaking, his figure darted around Fang Han like a ghost, and his sword light poured down like a sudden rain, instantly unleashing more than a dozen sword strikes.
Each of these dozen or so sword strikes carried a world-destroying aura. The sword wind howled, and wherever it passed, it plowed deep trenches into the ground, creating hurricanes that stung people's faces.
The students of Longyuan Sword Academy were completely mesmerized. They had never seen such an exquisite sword duel before, and now they truly understood what a true sword master was.
Sword shadows, like a net, instantly enveloped Fang Han. A ruthless glint flashed in Pei Yuan's eyes. He firmly believed that Fang Han, who could block the first sword, must be at his last gasp. This round of fierce attacks would surely defeat him.
But reality surprised him greatly.
Fang Han remained calm and composed. The Xuan Tie sword seemed to come alive in his hands, moving like a dragon swinging its tail. His seemingly casual parries easily neutralized every sword strike from Pei Yuan.
Those sharp sword gusts only ruffled Fang Han's hair, and as his clothes fluttered, they added to his otherworldly air.
Pei Yuan grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, because no matter which tricky angle he attacked from, Fang Han's sword could always block his attack half a step ahead. Even with his full-force attacks, he couldn't even touch the hem of Fang Han's clothes.
Meng Kai and Yang Wenguang originally thought that with Pei Yuan's strength, he would be able to kill Fang Han instantly, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
However, the scene before them shocked them greatly, leaving them in disbelief.
However, even so, deep down they still stubbornly believed that Pei Yuan could not possibly be helpless against Fang Han.
Meng Kai frowned, his face showing anxiety and urgency. He shouted at Pei Yuan, "Mr. Pei, stop playing this cat-and-mouse game! This kid is very cunning. Don't give him any chance to breathe. Kill Fang Han now! I don't care if I lose face, but the face of the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, and the face of the lofty Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, must not be disgraced because of this kid!"
Vice Dean Yang Wenguang chimed in, "Dean Meng is absolutely right. Fang Han was unremarkable before, but now he's suddenly become so powerful. I'm afraid he's secretly taken some powerful sorcerer as his master and learned some unorthodox skills. To prevent things from getting out of hand and causing more trouble, you should cripple him or even kill him to eliminate any future problems!"
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