Elder Sword Maniac's snow sword exudes a chilling aura.
This sword is crystal clear, as if it were carved from millennia-old ice. A cool light flows across its blade, as if it contains endless icy power. Wherever it passes, the air seems to freeze, and ice crystals condense faintly.
The withered branch controlled by Fang Han's divine sense was only about a foot long and as thick as a thumb. Its trunk was dry and cracked, devoid of any vitality. In the face of Xue Jian's fierce aura, it appeared small and fragile, as if a gust of wind could easily break it.
However, in that seemingly inevitable moment, the withered branch and the snow sword clashed with an unexpected speed.
Elder Sword Maniac's Snow Sword possesses a majestic aura, seemingly capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks. Wherever the sword's edge points, it seems capable of instantly shattering a towering mountain.
But the moment it collided with that seemingly vulnerable withered branch, a miracle occurred. The snow sword's fierce attack instantly crumbled, turning into swirling snowflakes.
Elder Sword Maniac's expression changed drastically in an instant, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.
He never expected that Fang Han would break his carefully prepared sword move so easily.
At this moment, he no longer dared to underestimate Fang Han in the slightest, and he was convinced that Fang Han was fully capable of fighting him.
The withered branch in Fang Han's hand remained firmly suspended in the air after successfully shattering the snow sword, without taking the opportunity to launch an attack, as if quietly waiting for the opponent's next move.
"Fang Han, who exactly are you? You're only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, how can your divine sense be so powerful?"
Elder Sword Maniac stared at Fang Han with a wary expression, his heart filled with doubt and apprehension.
With a thought, an incredibly sharp longsword instantly appeared in his hand.
"I am indeed in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, but who says only those in the Divine Sense stage can cultivate Divine Sense? Your knowledge is truly as narrow as a frog in a well."
Fang Han's lips curled up slightly, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.
"You are indeed a peerless genius, with extraordinary talent that is truly astonishing. However, your attack on the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, your injury to my disciple Zhao Ziyi, and your infiltration of the Great Sword Peak of my Dragon Abyss Sword Sect—each and every one of these acts reveals your sinister intentions. Today, I will kill this genius to prevent future troubles. Your entry into the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect was undoubtedly with ulterior motives, and today, no one can save you."
The aura emanating from Elder Sword Maniac suddenly surged, like a volcano about to erupt.
"You want to spar with swords? Then I'll teach you a lesson today."
Fang Han remained calm, smiled slightly, and suddenly a black iron sword appeared in his hand.
Although this sword is not as wondrous as the Azure Dragon Sword, its blade is ancient and heavy, exuding a calm aura. It is more than enough to fight against a master like Elder Sword Maniac.
"Take this!"
Elder Sword Maniac roared and instantly drew his sword.
A streak of azure sword energy, like a fierce dragon emerging from the abyss, slashed fiercely towards Fang Han with overwhelming force.
This is the renowned Dragon Abyss Sword Technique of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect. Only true core members are qualified to cultivate such a profound sword technique.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, like the roar of a fierce dragon.
Fang Han remained calm and casually swung his sword, unleashing a sharp sword aura that clashed head-on with Elder Sword Maniac's azure sword aura.
In an instant, Elder Sword Maniac's azure sword energy shattered completely like fragile glass and dissipated into the air.
"Sword fanatic, you're quite famous, but is this all the skill you've got?"
Fang Han's lips curled into a mocking smile, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Fang Han, this is just the beginning. Just you wait and see."
Elder Sword Maniac snorted coldly, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.
He continuously brandished his longsword, and countless vast and unparalleled sword energies instantly converged to form a giant dragon head. The dragon head bared its fangs and claws, exuding a chilling aura, and pounced towards Fang Han as if it wanted to devour him whole.
"Wind and rain across the eight wastelands!"
With a soft shout from Fang Han, the long sword in his hand emerged from the sea like a dragon, and he casually swung it out.
In an instant, an extremely sharp sword aura burst forth from the tip of the sword. The sword aura carried a majestic momentum that swept across the six directions and eight wastelands, as if it wanted to crush all obstacles in the world into dust.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart with a sharp whistling sound, as if the heavens and earth were trembling at this earth-shattering sword strike.
The sword energy rapidly transformed in the void, turning into an indestructible iron curtain in the blink of an eye.
Above the iron curtain, sword energy crisscrossed, shimmering with a cold, eerie light, like a death barrier from the deepest hell.
At this moment, the sword energy emitted by Elder Sword Maniac had condensed into an enormous dragon head, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced towards Fang Han. The dragon head exuded a chilling pressure, as if it wanted to devour Fang Han whole.
However, when the menacing sword energy dragon head collided with the iron curtain formed by Fang Han, it was as if it had hit an unshakeable mountain, and could not advance even an inch further.
Seeing this, Elder Sword Maniac thought that he and Fang Han had fought to a standstill.
But at that moment, the iron curtain that Fang Han had transformed into suddenly coiled up like a nimble giant python, instantly wrapping tightly around the dragon head of the sword energy.
Within the iron curtain, sword energy clashed wildly, producing a series of chilling "crackling" sounds.
In a short while, the once majestic sword-qi dragon head was reduced to nothingness and vanished into the world by this powerful crushing force.
Elder Sword Maniac's face turned ashen instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
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