Xiaoyaozi's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he stared intently at Fang Han, his gaze seeming as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Xiaoyaozi is a powerful expert in the mid-stage of the Divine Sense Realm, with unfathomable cultivation and strength far surpassing that of the beautiful young woman Ye Qingcheng.
He hadn't actually made a move yet; he merely glared at Fang Han with lightning speed, and his incomparably powerful divine sense surged towards Fang Han like a raging tide.
In his understanding, although Fang Han's combat power was astonishing and defied the heavens, his cultivation level was still low. In the mysterious realm of divine sense, he was simply no match for a powerful expert like him who had been immersed in it for many years.
He attempted to use his powerful divine sense to severely injure Fang Han, forcing him to submit under this invisible pressure, thus achieving the goal of subduing the enemy without a fight.
Fang Han suddenly felt an extremely powerful pressure coming towards him, as if several towering mountains had suddenly pressed down on his shoulders, so heavy that he could hardly bear it.
His legs involuntarily bent slightly, and he seemed as if he could be crushed into the lake at any moment by the pressure and disappear without a trace.
"Immune to all evil!"
However, at this critical moment, a sharp, cold light flashed in Fang Han's eyes, and he unhesitatingly activated the mysterious technique in the Creation Technique specifically used to resist the pressure of divine sense.
Generally speaking, only cultivators who have entered the Divine Sense Realm can truly cultivate powerful Divine Sense. However, Fang Han's Creation Technique is one of the most miraculous cultivation methods in the world, allowing one to begin cultivating Divine Sense at the Martial Sect Realm.
Fang Han stood tall and composed, his aura steady. In an instant, on the lake, he was like an ancient pine tree, proud and unyielding, remaining unmoved no matter how raging the storm of divine thoughts was.
At this moment, the powerful divine pressure from Xiaoyaozi was nothing more than a feather to him, and could not cause him any real harm.
"Hmph, Xiaoyaozi, is this all you've got?"
The next moment, Fang Han looked at Xiaoyaozi, who was more than ten feet away, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer.
Fang Han's casual, dismissive remark struck Xiaoyaozi's heart like a heavy hammer.
Xiaoyaozi's expression changed drastically, a hint of astonishment and panic flashing in his eyes. He never expected that his divine sense attack, which he was determined to use, would have no effect on Fang Han.
He thought to himself that Fang Han was far more powerful than he had imagined. His expression turned serious, and he hurriedly transmitted his voice to the beautiful young woman Ye Qingcheng beside him: "Junior sister, this Fang Han is indeed very strong. To ensure that nothing goes wrong, let's attack together!"
Upon hearing this, the beautiful young woman Ye Qingcheng nodded slightly, a resolute glint in her eyes.
She gripped the Frost Sword tightly in her slender hand, and with a slight lift of her jade arm, the Frost Sword hummed as if it were an ancient beast awakened.
Immediately afterwards, she let out a delicate shout, and the Frost Sword in her hand slashed out towards Fang Han.
The sword exuded a chilling aura, and more than a dozen sword energies, carrying an icy chill, seemed to appear out of thin air, intertwining and entwining with each other, like an impenetrable net, enveloping Fang Han with overwhelming force. Wherever it passed, the lake water instantly froze, and the air was filled with a thick chill.
At the same time, Xiaoyaozi was not to be outdone. He suddenly swung his folding fan, making a wide and sweeping motion, as if he wanted to take the whole world into the fan.
In an instant, countless arrow-like energies shot out from the fan, densely packed, like a torrential rain of arrows, accompanied by sharp whistling sounds. They echoed Ye Qingcheng's icy sword energy and swept towards Fang Han together.
When these two powerful experts at the Divine Sense Realm joined forces, their power was overwhelming, and their imposing aura was terrifying.
Under normal circumstances, if a cultivator below the Divine Sense Realm were to be in the center of such a terrifying storm of attacks, they would probably be torn to shreds by the surging power in an instant, leaving no trace of their body.
Xiaoyaozi and the beautiful young woman Ye Qingcheng exchanged a glance. They were convinced that Fang Han would be unable to withstand such a powerful attack, and they had already secured victory in today's battle.
"Heaven and Earth Sword Slash!"
However, at this critical moment, Fang Han showed no fear. He simply let out a low roar and then moved swiftly across the lake.
His steps were as fast as lightning, each step landing precisely on the positions of the Eight Trigrams of Heaven and Earth, as if in harmony with some mysterious rhythm of the universe.
The black iron sword in his hand flew up and down and swirled left and right with his steps, the sword movements were smooth and natural, as if he were one with heaven and earth, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
With each swing of the sword, streaks of golden sword energy were unleashed.
These sword energies intertwined and converged, forming an indestructible golden barrier that tightly protected Fang Han.
The icy sword energy unleashed by the beautiful young woman Ye Qingcheng, and the rain of qi arrows shot from Xiaoyaozi's folding fan, were instantly blasted away and vanished into nothingness upon touching the golden sword energy barrier.
Amidst the barrage of attacks, Fang Han stood firm like a dazzling star, radiating brilliant light, which made Xiaoyaozi and the beautiful young woman Ye Qingcheng's expressions even more unpleasant.
They never expected that Fang Han could be so strong in defense without using any defensive magic weapons or spiritual artifacts, relying solely on his sword energy.
They originally thought that it wouldn't be difficult for the two of them to capture Fang Han if they joined forces, but after Fang Han showed them this skill, they knew that a tough battle was inevitable today.
“Junior sister, he is only a beginner Martial Grandmaster with limited true energy. Although his defensive techniques are amazing, they certainly won’t last. Let’s continue our attack and exhaust his true energy. Then, he will be at our mercy.”
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