Elder Sword Maniac is obsessed with the way of the sword.
He entered the Longyuan Sword Sect to learn swordsmanship at the age of twenty and became a disciple of the Carefree King. It has been more than seventy years since then.
For over seventy years, under the careful guidance of the Carefree King, he eagerly absorbed the essence of swordsmanship, practicing diligently day and night without ever slacking off.
These seventy-odd years may seem like ordinary, routine days to others, but for Elder Sword Maniac, they have been seventy-odd years of being with his sword and constantly pushing his own limits.
He would get up before dawn every day to practice his sword, and continue practicing until night fell, when the stars were twinkling, still sweating profusely in the forest of swords.
His pursuit of swordsmanship has gone beyond mere technical skill; it has risen to the level of seeking the true essence of the sword.
He meticulously studied every move and technique, striving for perfection; every swing of his sword was imbued with his complete love and dedication to the way of the sword.
It was this passion for swordsmanship and his pursuit of perfection that earned him the nickname "Sword Maniac".
At this moment, the sword strike he unleashed with all his might embodied the culmination of his seventy-odd years of effort and insights; it was the strongest strike he had ever delivered in his life so far.
In recent months, he has been in seclusion cultivating, and his strength has improved significantly compared to before.
Fang Han, who was standing before them, was once a student of the Dragon Abyss Sword Academy, but was expelled from the academy for some reason.
In the eyes of Elder Sword Maniac, Fang Han was nothing more than a disgraced exiled man. If he could not defeat him, it would not only be a disgrace to himself, but also a great disgrace to the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect.
Therefore, he used this sword strike without reservation, giving it his all, determined to kill Fang Han with his sword.
However, reality was like a bucket of cold water, poured harshly on Elder Sword Maniac's head.
He thought his sword strike would be unstoppable and easily defeat Fang Han, but the moment the blade touched Fang Han's body, it seemed to sink into an invisible ball of cotton, failing to advance an inch.
Fang Han stood still, his expression calm, like a towering mountain, completely unmoved and unharmed.
The Sword Maniac Elder's eyes were filled with despair and disbelief.
He never imagined that there would be such a powerful person in the world.
Fang Han, completely unprepared, withdrew from his full-force sword strike solely through his powerful physique, without sustaining a single injury. Just how formidable was this strength?
How big is the gap between myself and Fang Han?
What shocked Elder Sword Maniac even more was that Fang Han was only twenty years old, yet his cultivation had already reached such an astonishing level.
Looking back on his youth, he realized that he had only just entered the world of swordsmanship at the age of twenty, a world of difference compared to Fang Han.
Previously, he had always believed that among experts under a hundred years old in the Yanlong Kingdom, he should have no rivals. But...
Now, facing Fang Han, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness; he was likely no match for Fang Han.
Previously, Zhao Ziyi had told Elder Jianchi that Fang Han used to be a useless fool, and that he only became so powerful after being refined into medicine.
At the time, Elder Sword Maniac believed these words and underestimated Fang Han's strength.
But now, having witnessed Fang Han's power firsthand, he no longer believed Zhao Ziyi's words.
Because no matter what kind of elixir one takes or what secret technique one uses, it is impossible for a person to become so powerful from a novice martial artist in just a few years.
This at least proves one thing: Fang Han is an unparalleled genius whose talent and potential far exceed the imagination of ordinary people.
"Your attack does no harm to me. Now, it's my turn."
Fang Han said something in a low voice, but it was like a heavy hammer blow to Elder Sword Maniac's heart.
The next moment, Fang Han slowly stretched out a hand and gently grasped Elder Sword Maniac's sword.
Elder Sword Maniac looked at Fang Han's hand in horror, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart.
He tried to pull his sword back, but found that it seemed to be firmly locked by an invisible force, unable to move.
Then, to his horror, he saw fine cracks appear on his sword, starting from the tip. The cracks spread rapidly and soon reached the hilt.
With a "crack," the entire sword turned into dust and scattered in the wind.
A true expert's skill is immediately apparent.
Elder Sword Maniac reacted quickly. At this moment, he was completely certain that he was no match for Fang Han, so he could only flee.
Fang Han's physical body was so powerful that he couldn't possibly injure him; Fang Han was already in an invincible position.
He swayed and retreated.
His retreat was no slower than his attack.
After all, he knew that if he slowed down even slightly, he would likely fall into Fang Han's hands.
Now, he can only seek help from his master, the Carefree King, and the old sect leader, Xiang Wantang.
He felt that even though the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect was full of experts, apart from the sect leader, the old sect leader, and the grand elders, no one was Fang Han's match.
Do you think you can escape?
The next moment, Fang Han had already flown into the air on his sword, his voice like rolling thunder.
Immediately, Elder Sword Maniac saw a giant golden hand slamming down on him from the sky.
This giant hand was several feet in diameter.
If he doesn't dodge or defend, he'll probably be smashed to pieces.
But he felt that his energy was completely locked, and he couldn't escape at all.
The immense pressure emanating from the giant hand, even while still in mid-air, already put him under tremendous strain.
With a thought, he released a piece of tortoise shell.
This is no ordinary tortoise shell, but the shell of a divine beast, a top-grade spiritual artifact-level defensive magic weapon, and his most treasured possession.
The tortoise shell instantly rose into the air, blocking Fang Han's giant palm.
boom!
But the next moment, the tortoise shell was blasted away, and Fang Han's giant palm slammed directly onto Elder Sword Maniac.
Then, Elder Sword Maniac was directly knocked into the ground by this palm strike.
Ma Kun, Ma Rou, and Qiao Yue were all incredibly shocked and excited. This famous Sword Maniac Elder was defeated by Fang Han in just three moves.
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