How fierce and resolute was it for Fang Han to urge his iron fist with the strength of nearly ten horses? Moreover, his footwork was profound, almost having the effect of shrinking the ground to an inch, able to strike instantaneously from dozens of steps away. Although it was far inferior to the Instant Kill Great Technique, it could also be said to be a kind of limit within the Physical Body Realm.
Clang!
That youth with an intimate demeanor next to Fang Qingwei also sensed the chilling killing intent and the powerful strength. Without thinking, his hand pulled at his waist! A precious sword radiating sharp light was pulled out halfway.
But just as it was tightly pulled out halfway, Fang Han's iron fist had already arrived, directly hitting his arm. With a crack, his arm was struck until the bones fractured. With another step forward and a ram, this youth's entire body flew up and tumbled far away, spitting out large mouthfuls of fresh blood.
"What!"
"Damn it!"
"Kill him!"
…
Seeing that an incident had occurred, the several companions of this youth quickly helped him up and urged magical artifact spirit talismans to treat his injuries, setting the bones that needed setting. The rest of the people fiercely drew out the magic swords in their hands and pressed towards Fang Han.
Fang Qingwei's face turned cold, and she also drew out the magic sword in her hand.
"Haha, haha, haha…" Seeing this scene, Fang Han let out a long laugh, full of breath. His body moved, instantly becoming inconceivably fast. With a move of "Night Battle in Eight Directions", he actually attacked the several people present simultaneously.
Suddenly, everyone present felt their vision blur. Fang Han's iron fist ruthlessly smashed down like a meteorite tearing through the sky. Everyone felt as if they were facing Fang Han alone, and each of them had a feeling of being isolated and helpless.
"Bang bang bang…" Bang, bang bang bang!
In the span of a breath, everyone took a move from Fang Han and were shaken and pushed back several steps one after another before stabilizing their figures. Each of them was shaken to the point where their qi and blood surged, their faces pale, and they almost vomited.
Fang Qingwei also received a punch from Fang Han. The magic sword was shaken until it flew out of her hand and pierced into the ground with a thud. Her face was full of terror and uncertainty.
"Your martial arts are actually this high, how is it possible…"
Attacking everyone with one move and making everyone feel isolated and helpless, this single hand demonstrated that Fang Han was far above these disciples in stamina, speed, and explosive power.
That day in the desert, when the "Evil Moon Prince" appeared and brandished the Evil Moon Scimitar in his hand, slicing in all directions, although Fang Han had Liu Kang, Princess Hongyi, and a group of Great Virtue Dynasty royal disciples by his side, they still narrowly fell victim to his treacherous hands. This was also because the Evil Moon Prince's speed was too fast.
Now Fang Han's strength considerably surpassed that of the "Evil Moon Prince". Although he was not as strong as a Shura, these disciples, despite completing sect missions and being outstanding figures, had at most four or five horse power at their command. How could they be his match?
Only those inner court disciples who had truly cultivated for many years, the experts on the inner court's Mountain and River Ranking, could contend with him in terms of stamina.
With a single move, he awed the entire audience.
"What? Is anyone else going to make a move?"
Fang Han coldly swept his gaze over the entire audience. Whoever met his sharp gaze did not dare to look him in the eye.
His majesty was unparalleled at this moment.
Those disciples, each with a pale face, did not dare to utter arrogant words to Fang Han anymore. They were all people who knew the ropes and had already seen that Fang Han's combat power was comparable to the experts on the Mountain and River Ranking! Fang Qingwei also stopped talking. She originally thought that Fang Han had gained Fang Qingxue's appreciation and was taught some shallow martial arts by her, but she did not expect the other party's martial arts to be even more formidable than hers! And fully ten times more formidable!
Fang Qingwei herself was also an expert. She cultivated every day in the Fang family. After entering the Ascension Sect, she was like a fish in water. Relying on her sister's qualifications, she had many, many young talents like princes, imperial grandsons, princesses, prince commanderies, and grand princes flattering her. Today someone would send this gift, tomorrow someone would send that spiritual medicine to curry favor, causing her strength to progress extremely fast.
Even some formidable disciples in the inner court came to flatter her, attempting to form a relationship with Fang Qingxue, and she absolutely did not lack for pills and the like.
This nurtured her nature of having a heart higher than the sky, wholeheartedly wanting to become a true disciple like her sister and eventually refine the Dao to become an immortal.
The man who was intimate with her just now was the one who presented her with a tiger shark inner gall with a maturity of a full six hundred years the day before yesterday. Adding to that, the man's identity was somewhat special, able to amuse her and do things for her, so she was happy to indulge him with false words, playing the other party until he spun in circles, dead set on her.
"I am the Young Island Master of the Ever-Night Island of the South Sea. May I be bold enough to ask what brother's name is? For bestowing a punch on me today, there will certainly be a heavy recompense in the future."
That youth who was injured by Fang Han faintly woke up. Looking at Fang Han, he suddenly spoke. He spoke much more cautiously, but an aura of poisonous resentment within his tone was overwhelming, and even pouring the waters of the four seas could hardly wash it away.
"Ever-Night Island? Never heard of it. I thought it was the Ten Thousand Returns Immortal Island of the ten great immortal path sects." Fang Han slightly scoffed. "As for who I am, didn't you just hear? I am temporarily Fang Qingwei's fiancé. As for you wanting to seek revenge in the future, it depends on whether you have this capability."
While speaking, Fang Han playfully looked at Fang Qingwei: "Let's go. In the Heavenly Demon Battlefield, I will 'take care' of you. This is also your sister's instruction."
"Hmph! I do not believe my sister would say such words. And I don't need your care either! Even if I marry a chicken or a dog in the future, I will not marry you. Stop your wishful thinking. Does a toad want to eat swan meat!"
Fang Qingwei's chest rose and fell, her teeth grinding together, and then she let out a cold laugh. However, she did not dare to make a move, but relying on her sister, she was also not afraid that Fang Han would do her any harm.
"I am not a toad, and you are not swan meat either, but whether you marry or not is not up to you. In the future, when I become a true disciple, I will give you a way out. But before that, I must forbid you from associating with other men. After all, you are nominally my fiancée right now. If you are intimate with other men again, where will my face be? In the future, if there are men like the Young Island Master of Ever-Night Island, I will beat them every time I see them. Haha…"
Fang Han gave a hearty laugh, turned around, and entered the depths of the Sky Courtyard.
Seeing Fang Han just leave like this, Fang Qingwei was so angry that she stamped her feet!
This commotion also startled many disciples into coming to watch the spectacle. There were outer court disciples and inner court disciples, but most of the disciples did not dare to step forward and intervene. First, Fang Han's strength was extremely great; probably only people on the Mountain and River Ranking could contend with him and suppress him. Second, the matter involved Fang Qingxue, this domineering true disciple. If a problem was provoked, it would be very difficult to deal with the aftermath.
"When did such a formidable character emerge among the outer court disciples?"
Among a group of disciples watching the spectacle, two people were observing from afar. Standing out like cranes among a flock of chickens, they appeared extraordinary, discussing with each other.
"This person is called Fang Han, Fang Qingxue's person. It seems Fang Qingxue has spent a great deal of effort to cultivate him, wanting to raise him to become a true disciple. Rumor has it that Fang Qingxue gave him a demonic treasure that can collect spirit weapon flying swords. I'm afraid that after becoming an inner court disciple, during the mountain and river ranking competition a few months later, he will be a formidable rival of yours."
"Is that so? What I like most is competition; without pressure, there is no motivation. Since that is the case, I will go and play around a bit first." One of them gave a hearty laugh and walked step by step towards Fang Qingwei.
"Ah, Senior Brother Ye!"
"Senior Brother Ye!"
"This is Senior Brother Ye Nantian, ranked third on the inner court's Mountain and River Ranking."
"Why would he appear here?"
"Perhaps he wants to see if there are any newcomers worth paying attention to."
"Senior Brother Ye!" Seeing this person walk over, Fang Qingwei also composed herself.
"That Fang Han said if any other man approaches you, he will beat them every time he sees them. I rather don't believe in this heresy. I insist on approaching you for a bit. Junior Sister Qingwei, you won't deny me face, will you." Senior Brother Ye Nantian said with sweet words.
"To be able to become friends with Senior Brother Ye is Qingwei's honor. As for Fang Han's matter today, I will tell my sister." Fang Qingwei's eyes shifted, unknown what she was thinking about.
"Junior Sister also needs to enter the Heavenly Demon Battlefield and must be extremely careful. I have a spirit talisman here that can ward off heavenly demons and cleanse the mind. It is fully capable of allowing you to emerge from the Heavenly Demon Battlefield safe and sound, and become an inner court disciple."
While speaking, Senior Brother Ye Nantian took out a hexagonal spirit talisman that looked somewhat like a snowflake.
"Ah! This is a spirit weapon level divine talisman, the Mind-Cleansing Spirit Talisman!" Fang Qingwei was stunned for a moment. She took it over and felt her spirit violently condense into a ball, all impurities completely eliminated, and her mind incomparably clear. She did not expect that Ye Nantian would actually give her a spirit weapon.
Although this spirit talisman could not compare to items of the level of flying swords and dharma robes, being a low-grade spirit weapon, it was extremely helpful for cultivation. Wearing it while cultivating could expel inner demons and cleanse the mind. Therefore, it was called the "Mind-Cleansing Spirit Talisman".
"Go on. Wait until you become an inner court disciple, and I will pull along a few junior brothers and senior brothers on the Mountain and River Ranking to celebrate your success, and I also have gifts to give you. I'd like to see what that Fang Han can do to us?"
Ye Nantian waved his hand.