With this leap and flying sword killing strike from Fang Han, he mobilized his entire spirit.
His absolute spirit entered the "Spirit Wind Sword." With a swish, it tore through the air, like galloping thunder and flashing lightning, like a raging flame across the broad sky, like a shooting star chasing the moon, like a meteor plummeting to the earth.
He even, even felt as if his entire self had turned into a part of the "Spirit Wind Sword," slashing out alongside the sword body. There was a flavor of man and sword uniting as one.
In just the blink of an eye!
The Spirit Wind Sword pressed right up to the neck of the "Crown Prince of Pink Flesh," looking exactly as if it was about to slice closely past and directly decapitate his perfectly fine head. Fang Han also seemed to feel that in the very next moment, the Spirit Wind Sword was about to be stained with the blood of this demonic sect expert.
However!
The situation suddenly changed!
On the body of the "Crown Prince of Pink Flesh," wave-like red light exploded out in bursts once again! When the sword light of the "Spirit Wind Sword" slashed upon it, it was exactly like slashing onto a sponge. Its speed decreased, trapped deep in a mud pit, completely unable to extricate itself.
"There's actually someone who wasn't killed after being struck by the toxic souls of the Six Desires Yin Thunder! You definitely have an inconceivable Dharma treasure on your person! How could an ordinary disciple of the Ascension Sect possibly possess a Dharma treasure to resist toxic souls?"
The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh violently turned around.
His gaze stared fixedly at Fang Han, flashing out a gloomy demonic light. Instantly, Fang Han felt a burst of dizzying faintness in his head, his entire body going sore and numb. It was exactly as if his soul and spirit were about to be snatched away by this pair of eyes.
"Soul-Snatching Demonic Eyes!"
In this crucial juncture of crisis, he bit his tongue fiercely!
His clarity was instantly restored.
This was an ocular art of the Mortal Dust Demonic Sect. Cultivating it to the Divine Transformation realm required an extremely powerful spirit. It could affect the enemy's spirit, creating various illusions; although not physical substance, it could plunge the enemy deep into the abyss of despair.
Fortunately, Fang Han had read the introduction to this kind of demonic martial art in "Various Worlds."
Without stepping into the Divine Ability Mystic Realm, the spirit could only create illusions and could not affect physical substance.
Upon reaching the Divine Ability Mystic Realm, the powerful spirit would transform into Dharma power, fully capable of becoming physical substance and exerting power that was thousands of times stronger.
Naturally, the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh had not stepped into the Divine Ability Mystic Realm; otherwise, this group of people would have been entirely wiped out long ago.
"Pink Desires Sword!"
Swish!
Seeing that his "Soul-Snatching Demonic Eyes" did not succeed, the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh did not pause. Waving his hand, that pink longsword of his flew out, slashing to kill right at Fang Han's head!
"There is no Picture of the Dragon Hiding in the Yellow Springs on my head; if it's slashed broken in one strike, there's no saving me!"
Although he knew the Yellow Springs Picture on his body could snatch flying swords, last time the Spirit Wind Sword slashing strike had landed right on his body, directly rushing into the Yellow Springs Picture. Snatching the toxic souls just now was also because the toxic souls rushed directly onto his body.
Fang Han could not guarantee that when the flying sword slashed his head broken, the Yellow Springs Picture would collect the flying sword. This risk absolutely could not be taken.
The Yellow Springs Picture passively snatched Dharma treasures, not actively. Moreover, he absolutely could not control it. He could only take out the Dharma treasures from within.
Instantly, with a stir of his mental thoughts, the "Spirit Wind Sword" flew back, intercepting the "Pink Desires Sword." Two flying swords at the spirit weapon level danced flying in the sky, slashing and killing, sparks flying in all directions, sword auras Criss-crossing length and breadth.
"The Dharma robe on this Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's body is too formidable; he could actually block my flying sword at this kind of moment. Could it be that I will fall short on the final step?"
Fang Han desperately blocked the "Pink Desires Sword," concentrating entirely with total focus, completely unable to divide out a single trace of his spirit.
He was currently manipulating the sword with his spirit. With a stir of a thought, the flying sword would sense his spirit, urging the Spirit Wind Grand Array inside, stabbing and flying in all directions. If his spirit scattered, there would be no one to control the grand array of this flying sword, its flight trajectory would grow chaotic, and the "Pink Desires Sword" would pierce its way in, the danger being incomparably profound.
The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh seemed to know that there was a formidable Dharma treasure on him as well. The trajectory at which he directed his flying sword was extremely tricky, specifically targeting his head to assassinate.
"It seems you cannot utilize a certain mysterious Dharma treasure on your person, just like the Heavenly Rooster Ultimate Yang Rope. Could it also be a treasure weapon? My luck is truly good, unexpectedly obtaining two treasure weapons in succession!"
The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's footsteps pressed in continuously, his flying sword slashing even more fiercely! Between his step after step, the sound of his footsteps sounded exactly like a life-urging talisman. In a continuous sequence of over ten steps, he pressed to within three zhang of Fang Han! His flying sword violently knocked the Spirit Wind Sword aside several times.
The situation was perilous to the extreme!
"Kill!"
All of a sudden, a red shadow sprang up from the ground. A Dharma sword struck fiercely, stabbing to kill in one strike, pointing straight toward the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's throat.
It was exactly "Princess Hongyi"!
It was unknown exactly when she had woken up. This single assassination strike was precisely pitched at the perfect moment, thoroughly displaying her profoundly deep foundation as a gold-medal assassin.
The Dharma sword pointed straight at his throat. The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh suffered a shock. The red light on his body surged and rippled once again, dispersing outward ring by ring. Instantly, Princess Hongyi's Dharma sword sank into the ripples again; no matter how she stabbed, she could not pierce it in.
"Great opportunity!"
At this time, however, wild joy filled Fang Han's heart.
He knew the opportunity had finally arrived.
Due to the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh being distracted, the slashing and killing trajectory of the "Pink Desires Sword" became slow and sluggish. With a stir of Fang Han's mind, the "Spirit Wind Sword" hacked downward fiercely, actually causing it to drop onto the sandy ground.
Following that, Fang Han concentrated his entire absolute spirit, hacking out a single sword strike! It also hacked right onto the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's protective red light.
Crack!
The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's protective red light cracked open once again!
"You are seeking death! Do you guys actually think you can execute me like this!" The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh frantically roared once again. He focused all his absolute spirit exactly onto that spirit weapon Dharma robe he was wearing. Instantly, the red light of this Dharma robe condensed once more.
"Break!"
At this time, Fang Han was also completely disregarding his life. Suddenly, with a stir of his spirit, a cloud of black smoke emerged from his body, forming a terrifying demonic face. When this terrifying demonic face of black smoke emerged, it seemed exactly like a devil released from its cage. But subsequently, Fang Han spat out a mouth of fresh blood, splashing it right onto this black smoke demonic face with a pu.
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh…
This black smoke demonic face instantly gained a spiritual nature. Opening its bloody, bowl-like mouth, it unhesitatingly bit viciously right toward the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's red light. With a crack, it actually bit a large chunk completely off.
"Heavenly Wolf Seven Baleful Smokes! How is that possible! How is that possible, isn't that in Wang Molin's hands? How could you possibly have it!"
The red light completely shattered!
With one gulp in, this black smoke demonic face clamped its bite right over the head of the "Crown Prince of Pink Flesh." Subsequently, the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh's face turned pitch-black. With a thud, he collapsed onto the ground, twitching unceasingly, and presently after, he lacked any breath of life.
"Collect!"
With another stir of Fang Han's mind, this black smoke demonic face flew into his own body, entering the Yellow Springs river of the Picture of the Dragon Hiding in the Yellow Springs.
Originally, as long as it was a Dharma treasure, once it entered the Yellow Springs Picture, its original will would have to be washed away completely. But after Fang Han's blood-drop refinement, it seemed that because of the efficacy of the Nine Orifices Golden Pill contained in his blood, he had a close and intimate connection with the Yellow Springs Picture. When his own Dharma treasure entered the Yellow Springs Picture, there was absolutely no issue.
This streak of Heavenly Wolf Seven Baleful Smokes was something he collected the last time he and Crane Fairy encountered an enemy. Pulling it out now in a moment of crisis immediately yielded an unexpected result.
Killing and executing the Crown Prince of Pink Flesh.
"The Crown Prince of Pink Flesh is dead!" Looking at the scene right before her eyes, Princess Hongyi couldn't believe her own eyes.
"Hurry up and clean the battlefield! We've struck it rich!" Fang Han said immediately.