Liu Ziwei's expression changed drastically. With a flick of her sleeves, she lightly touched the ground with her toes and was the first to retreat swiftly like a fleeting shadow.
The jade hairpin in her hair trembled slightly in the wind, and her eyes were full of vigilance.
Lin Yao's pupils contracted, while the elder of the Poison King Sect's Discipline Hall flicked his whisk, and the two of them retreated simultaneously.
Just as Fang Yingxue, Fang Qing, Gongsun Yaoqin, Ye Qianqian, Zhou Chi, Ye Qianqiu and the others were about to retreat, Fang Han's clear voice suddenly rang out: "Yingxue, you don't need to retreat. Just watch the battle from nearby and see how I use the Eight Desolations Sword Technique to kill this Elder Yun Yi."
Before he finished speaking, a golden rune seemed to rise from his palm, its ancient patterns shimmering with a mysterious luster.
The rune flew to Fang Yingxue and the others, instantly transforming into a huge barrier that enveloped them like a water curtain.
The barrier gleamed with a faint golden light, and intricate array patterns could be vaguely seen flowing across it.
Inside the barrier, through the crystalline barrier, everyone could clearly see the figures of Fang Han and Elder Yun Yi facing off.
"Go to hell!"
With a roar from Elder Yunyi, his aura surged wildly like a turbulent tide, reaching a terrifying peak.
Previously, he had been on the defensive, but now he could no longer restrain himself. His eyes flashed with madness and determination, and he suddenly swung his longsword.
A sharp sword light ripped through the sky, carrying boundless killing intent as it hurtled towards Fang Han.
His speed seemed to have broken through the limit at this moment, and his figure flashed past like a ghost.
The timing of this sword strike was perfect; it came at the very moment when Fang Han had thrust out his sword, not yet withdrawn, and had not yet had time to launch another attack.
Elder Yunyi skillfully took advantage of this fleeting opening, achieving a brilliant turnaround from defense to offense, attempting to reverse the tide of battle with lightning speed.
At the same time, his attack power also surged like a wild horse.
The sharp sword energy seemed capable of tearing through space, carrying a world-destroying power.
Fang Han reacted quickly, his longsword dancing like a serpent, precisely blocking Elder Yun Yi's sudden sword strike.
However, the power of this sword was too great. Fang Han felt an overwhelming force coming at him, and his body involuntarily took a step back.
Upon seeing this, Elder Yunyi was overjoyed and seized the opportunity to launch a fierce and relentless attack.
His swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, and as turbulent as raging waves, one move after another, continuous and unending, completely enveloping Fang Han in a sea of sword shadows.
In just a moment, he switched from defense to offense and used his superior strength to completely suppress Fang Han.
It turned out that Elder Yunyi had burned his own Yuan Dan, a crazy act that instantly boosted his combat power to the peak of the Yuan Dan realm.
However, this method of forcibly increasing combat power is destined to be unsustainable in the long run, and as time goes by, he will inevitably suffer a severe backlash.
At this moment, Elder Yun Yi had completely lost his mind, with only one thought in his mind: to kill Fang Han as soon as possible.
He seemed to have already seen the dawn of victory, believing that with his storm-like attacks, he could break through Fang Han's defenses within a dozen moves and then kill Fang Han with his sword.
He was willing to suffer a backlash and waste ten years of his cultivation time as long as he could kill Fang Han.
Meanwhile, the members of the Poison King Sect, watching from afar, were also closely following this thrilling battle.
Looking at Fang Han, who was being suppressed by Elder Yun Yi, Liu Ziwei frowned slightly and said to Lin Yao beside her, "Lin Yao, Fang Han is probably going to be killed now. Elder Yun Yi has burned his Yuan Dan and his strength has greatly increased. Fang Han will probably have no chance to resist."
However, Lin Yao had a different opinion.
She gazed silently at the battlefield, her eyes revealing a hint of determination and trust, and slowly said, "Sect Master, but I always feel that Fang Han is nonchalant and doesn't seem to care about the current predicament. Although Elder Yun Yi has burned his Yuan Dan and his strength has increased dramatically, he may not be able to kill Fang Han."
Lin Yao had developed a strange confidence in Fang Han without knowing when it started.
In her heart, Fang Han was like an unshakeable mountain peak. No matter how powerful the opponent, he could calmly deal with them and remain invincible.
Moreover, deep down she felt that if Fang Han could win this battle, it would be much better than if the Qingxuan Sect won.
After all, although Fang Han was powerful, he did not abuse his power to bully others.
He clearly possessed overwhelming power, yet he chose not to exploit the Poison King Sect. Instead, he negotiated cooperation with the Poison King Sect on an equal footing, solely to obtain the Five-Colored Divine Stone.
The Qingxuan Sect, on the other hand, displayed a despicable and ruthless nature, which aroused disgust in people.
"Even though Fang Han is exceptionally strong, he is ultimately no match for Song Kunlun, the sect leader of the Qingxuan Sect. As the sect leader of the Qingxuan Sect, Song Kunlun's strength is unfathomable and far beyond what Fang Han can match. Our Poison King Sect is likely to face dire consequences this time. Even if we are not completely wiped out, the entire sect is very likely to become laborers for the Qingxuan Sect and suffer endless enslavement."
Liu Ziwei looked worried and couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, deep down she also hoped that Fang Han could create a miracle and win this contest.
However, reality is incredibly cruel. Fang Han hasn't even broken through the barrier of Elder Yun Yi, let alone challenge Song Kunlun, the sect master of the Qingxuan Sect, who is even stronger.
Moreover, it is said that Song Kunlun has a senior uncle who is still alive, whose cultivation surpasses that of Song Kunlun.
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