The beautiful young woman Ye Qingcheng unleashed a powerful palm strike imbued with true energy, which collided violently with the golden dragon's tail, which was as hard as steel and gleamed with a cold, eerie light, in mid-air.
With a loud "bang," like a thunderclap from a clear sky, the lake surface rippled and spread outwards in waves.
In an instant, powerful energy surged forth, and a fierce wind howled.
This time, the Golden Dragon's almost unparalleled physical strength was on full display. Its tail, containing terrifying power, was like an indestructible giant hammer, instantly shattering Ye Qingcheng's true energy palm with the force of Mount Tai pressing down.
The originally concentrated and powerful true energy instantly transformed into countless sharp streams of air, scattering in all directions.
Each gust of air carried a powerful impact, crashing violently against the calm lake surface, instantly sending up splashes several meters high, like a sudden downpour, stirring the entire lake into turbulent waves.
However, the golden dragon was completely unharmed.
Its thick, powerful tail, carrying an endless ferocious aura, continued to sweep towards Ye Qingcheng with lightning speed without pausing, creating a sharp whistling sound, as if it wanted to devour Ye Qingcheng instantly.
This was a direct clash of power, pure and primal, without any fancy techniques whatsoever.
With its naturally powerful physique, the Golden Flood Dragon completely suppressed Ye Qingcheng, a powerful cultivator at the early stage of the Divine Sense Realm, in a contest of strength.
Under this immense pressure, Ye Qingcheng's expression grew increasingly solemn, her eyes revealing an unprecedented level of seriousness and tension.
At the same time, the Xuan Tie sword under Fang Han's divine control, like a black lightning bolt, took advantage of the moment when Ye Qingcheng was restrained by the golden dragon and silently attacked from behind her.
Under the moonlight, the Xuan Tie sword gleamed with a cold and deadly light, its chilling aura seemingly capable of freezing the surrounding air.
Ye Qingcheng was now in a life-or-death situation. In front of her was the golden dragon's attack, which was as heavy as Mount Tai, and behind her was the Xuan Tie sword, which was approaching silently like a ghost. Cold sweat was already seeping from her forehead.
At this critical moment, the alluring and cunning enchantress Ye Qingcheng steeled her heart, decisively channeled all her true energy, and rode her sword at top speed, transforming into a streak of light as she charged directly at the golden dragon.
Just as she was about to collide with the golden dragon's tail, a resolute glint flashed in her eyes. The icy sword beneath her feet suddenly transformed into a dazzling stream of light, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it fiercely slashed at the golden dragon's tail.
The situation was extremely critical and urgent. She had no time to think about anything else; she had only one thought in her mind: to fight with all her might to cut a bloody path to escape.
Otherwise, if she were not careful, she could very well be pierced through the heart by Fang Han's incomparably sharp Xuan Tie sword and die on the spot.
Unfortunately, the Golden Dragon's physical body was simply too powerful.
Ye Qingcheng's Frost Sword struck the Golden Dragon's tail as if it had struck an incomparably hard black iron. Not only did it fail to leave even the slightest mark on the tail, but it was also swept away by the immense power contained within the Golden Dragon's tail.
The Frost Sword traced an arc in the air, emitting a crisp ringing sound, before flying into the distance.
Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng was extremely anxious. She quickly used all her divine sense to control the Frost Sword, trying to bring it back to her side so she could continue her escape on the sword.
However, just as her divine sense touched the Frost Sword, Fang Han's Xuan Tie Sword, carrying a sharp killing intent, suddenly slashed over and struck the Frost Sword with perfect precision.
As a mid-grade spiritual weapon, the Frost Sword is engraved with complex and mysterious runes on its blade, and its strength and toughness have reached a very high level.
However, it appeared extremely fragile in front of Fang Han's Xuan Tie sword.
With just this one strike, the Frost Sword was bent and deformed by the powerful force of the Black Iron Sword, emitting a painful groan.
Ye Qingcheng immediately felt that her divine sense had been severely damaged, and a piercing pain came from the depths of her mind.
She could no longer hold back, and with a "whoosh," she spat out a mouthful of blood, her face instantly turning deathly pale, devoid of any color.
The next moment, something even more terrifying happened.
The Frost Sword, which was originally connected to her mind, was no longer under her control. As if drawn by a powerful force, it slowly flew towards Fang Han and finally landed steadily in Fang Han's hand.
Ye Qingcheng was shocked, her eyes filled with terror and despair.
This Frost Sword was her natal flying sword. Although her divine sense was injured, she still wanted to retrieve the Frost Sword with a strong will.
However, Fang Han gripped the Frost Sword tightly.
In just the time it takes to breathe, Ye Qingcheng could no longer sense the existence of the Frost Sword, as if the tightly connected thread between her and it had been mercilessly severed.
The divine imprint she left in the Frost Sword was completely erased by Fang Han using a mysterious and powerful method, leaving no trace.
Immediately afterwards, the Frost Sword completely disappeared from Fang Han's hand.
Needless to say, this mid-grade spiritual weapon, whose divine imprint had been erased by Fang Han, had already been stored in his incredibly mysterious Azure Dragon Ring, and thus became his possession. Ye Qingcheng, on the other hand, had lost her most important reliance and was now in a truly desperate situation.
"How did he do that? He can't control a sword and is only at the initial stage of Martial Grandmaster, so why does he possess such a powerful divine sense? This is simply illogical!"
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