"Boy, how dare you look down on me like that?"
Upon hearing Fang Han's words, Xu Zisheng was slightly taken aback, then a cold smile appeared on his face.
Unlike Luo Qiu, he was not instantly enraged. Instead, his expression grew increasingly cold, and his original refined demeanor vanished.
"I have said all I have to say. If you insist on courting death, I will not stop you."
Fang Han's tone remained calm and indifferent.
"Zisheng, stop arguing with this kid. Just cripple his cultivation first."
Elder Yunyi spoke again.
With Han Qianxue crippled, he had lost face and wanted his second disciple to quickly defeat Fang Han to save face.
Otherwise, he worried that the people of the Poison King Sect would be influenced by Fang Han and think that the Qingxuan Sect was nothing special, and might not be willing to contribute the Five-Colored Divine Stone to the Qingxuan Sect.
This time, he was sent here by Song Kunlun, the sect leader of Qingxuan Sect.
Because Song Kunlun was the most skilled weapon refiner in Tianyuan County, he had taken several five-colored divine stones back to Qingxuan Sect and presented them to Song Kunlun.
Song Kunlun concluded that incorporating the five-colored divine stones into the molten iron used for refining weapons could significantly enhance their grade.
Although Song Kunlun had not yet figured out a specific method, it was only a matter of time. Therefore, he was instructed to go directly to the Poison King Sect and monopolize this batch of Five-Colored Divine Stones.
Elder Yun Yi originally thought that this trip to the Poison King Sect to handle this matter was a sure thing, since the Poison King Sect dared not offend the Azure Profound Sect, and even wanted to curry favor with the Azure Profound Sect.
But unexpectedly, Fang Han suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Yes, Master!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Zisheng respectfully bowed to Elder Yun Yi, his actions revealing his deepest respect for his teacher.
Then, he slowly straightened his slender body, and his aura suddenly changed.
With a slight flick of his wrist, the longsword in his hand flashed like a serpent emerging from its hole, a flash of cold light, and in an instant, a sword aura, like a tornado roaring out from the deepest hell, carrying boundless power and sharp killing intent, swiftly slashed towards Fang Han.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was instantly torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
"Fang Han, how can you be so stubborn! You dare to openly compete with the immortal masters of the Qingxuan Sect for the Five-Colored Divine Stone. Such behavior is simply courting death. Your life is over!"
Witnessing this breathtaking scene, Liu Ziwei couldn't help but blurt out, as if she had already foreseen the tragic end that Fang Han was about to face.
In her view, Fang Han had thoroughly enraged everyone in the Qingxuan Sect, and Xu Zisheng, as an elder of the Qingxuan Sect, had already reached the Divine Sense Realm and possessed unfathomable strength.
Fang Han is just a greenhorn who has just started out in the world. How could he be a match for Xu Zisheng?
Lin Yao stood quietly to the side, without saying a word.
Her face was covered by a mask, making it impossible to see what her expression was like.
But a complex emotion was faintly revealed in her eyes.
In the blink of an eye, just as Xu Zisheng's sword energy was about to strike Fang Han, Fang Han calmly took a step forward, as if strolling leisurely.
This seemingly simple step seemed to contain endless mysteries. As his foot landed, the ground trembled slightly, and a powerful yet restrained aura slowly emanated from his body.
Immediately afterwards, he swung his longsword, and a burst of sword energy burst forth from the sword.
Surprisingly, he did not use his most proficient Creation Sword Technique this time, but rather "Sword Breaking the Eight Desolations" from the Eight Desolations Sword Technique.
It turns out that Fang Yingxue, Zhou Chi, Fang Qing, Gongsun Yaoqin, and others were all practicing the Eight Desolate Sword Technique.
Fang Han's move was precisely to demonstrate the exquisite secrets of the Eight Desolations Sword Technique to them in this actual combat, so that they could understand more of the true essence of swordsmanship.
Xu Zisheng's sword energy was powerful and vast, like a surging river, its might enough to inspire fear.
Fang Han's sword energy, though lacking such a grand scale, was condensed like the most brilliant cold star in the night sky, seemingly small but actually containing boundless energy.
Two sword energies, one hard and one soft, one grand and one condensed, clashed instantly in mid-air between the two amidst the exclamations of the crowd.
The members of the Qingxuan Sect were certain that Fang Han's sword energy would crumble instantly in the face of Xu Zisheng's domineering sword energy.
After all, Xu Zisheng had devoted himself to swordsmanship for a hundred years and was a renowned swordsman in the Qingxuan Sect.
His understanding and mastery of swordsmanship have long reached an extremely high level.
On the other hand, Fang Han is only twenty years old. So young, no matter how talented he is, how can he compete with a senior swordsman like Xu Zisheng?
In their eyes, the possibility of Fang Han blocking Xu Zisheng's domineering sword strike was almost zero.
Xu Zisheng himself shared this view. He sneered inwardly, thinking that Fang Han's actions were nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and that he was overestimating his own strength.
However, just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, an unexpected change occurred.
In the blink of an eye, a tiny yet incredibly clear crack suddenly appeared on Xu Zisheng's sword energy.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Han's sword energy was like an indestructible blade, directly breaking through Xu Zisheng's sword energy and continuing to slash swiftly towards Xu Zisheng with unstoppable momentum.
Xu Zisheng's seemingly indestructible sword energy instantly vanished like bubbles under the impact of Fang Han's sword energy, disappearing into the world.
Upon seeing this, Xu Zisheng's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.
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