The bald old man's words made the faces of the Qingxuan Sect members even more gloomy.
"Boy, how dare you hurt my junior sister! Today I will kill you to avenge her!"
A middle-aged, slightly plump woman, like an enraged mother beast, rushed towards Fang Han with lightning speed. She already held a long sword that emitted a ghostly light in her hand, ready to engage in a life-or-death struggle with Fang Han.
Of the nine people who came from Qingxuan Sect today, only she and Han Qianxue are women; the rest are men.
"Luo Qiu, you are no match for Fang Han. Don't act rashly. Send your second senior brother, Xu Zisheng."
However, just as Luo Qiu was about to rush in front of Fang Han, Elder Yun Yi's deep and majestic voice suddenly rang out, like an invisible barrier, forcefully stopping her.
Upon hearing his master's command, Luo Qiu abruptly stopped, his face a mixture of anger and resentment.
But she ultimately dared not disobey her master's orders, and could only glare fiercely at Fang Han before retreating unwillingly.
At this moment, the refined middle-aged man, Xu Zisheng, slowly walked out from among the Qingxuan Sect members.
His steps were steady, each step exuding an invisible sense of pressure.
His once refined face had now turned cold and stern, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, like two unsheathed swords piercing straight at Fang Han.
"You're Xu Zisheng?"
Fang Han remained calm, his gaze falling indifferently on Xu Zisheng. He said, "Judging from your age, you must be over a hundred years old, right? It's truly remarkable that you've cultivated to the early stage of the Divine Sense Realm. If you were to fight me, you would only be throwing your life away. In my opinion, it would be better for your master, Elder Yun Yi, to come personally."
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