Chapter 236: The Immortal Killing Sword

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The person following Fang Han was an unknown young man in white, but judging from his powerful magical powers, he was not a simple boy, but a veteran in the world of cultivation.

He descended slowly and looked down at Fang Han from a slightly higher altitude.

"I heard that you had some adventures and dared to offend Hua Tiandu. Yes, Hua Tiandu deserves to be stepped on."

Fang Han still had some patience for this kind of person who just came up and talked to himself, and said, "I don't need outsiders to interfere in the affairs of my Yuhua Sect."

"Outsider? Ha, you, the new disciple, don't even recognize me, Meng Shaobai?" said the young man in white.

Meng Shaobai?
There is indeed someone with this name among the true disciples of Yuhua Sect, but Fang Han has never seen him.

To be precise, he had never seen most of the true disciples of Yuhua Sect.

Because not everyone is so idle that they would stay in the sect all the time to socialize. People usually travel outside, hunt for treasures, or collect energy to practice magical powers.

As cultivators have long lifespans, it is common for them not to return to the mountain for several years, or even longer.

Fang Han had never seen this Meng Shaobai in the sect, so he was not sure whether he was a real person or not, but he thought the probability was quite high, and there was no benefit for an ordinary person to pretend to be him.

"Hmph, it turns out to be Senior Brother Meng. However, I have something else to do, so I'll say goodbye now." Fang Han had a bad look on his face and was ready to leave.

He followed stealthily all the way and only revealed himself in the Mist Ninja Wilderness. Even though he was a fellow disciple, Fang Han didn't think that the other party was up to no good and thought it would be best if they just went their separate ways.

"Stop!" Meng Shaobai shouted, "You are just a mere fourth-level supernatural power, and you dare to put on a bad face in front of me? Now kneel down and tell me about your adventure!"

"..."

Fang Han took a deep breath, "There are many demons like you among the disciples of Yuhua Sect. Instead of practicing hard, you only know how to rob and plunder. It seems that I, Fang Han, have to clean up the sect again today."

Fang Han wondered if there was something wrong with this famous and upright sect.
Why are all the disciples similar to the devil?
Look at those inner disciples before, and then look at Meng Shaobai in front of him, what the hell are they!

When I become the headmaster of Yuhua Sect, I will definitely rectify the sect's traditions, clean up these cancers, and restore peace and prosperity to the immortal world.

"You? Cleaning up the house? Hahahaha..."

Meng Shaobai laughed loudly, and then sword energy surged around him. His magic power condensed into sword energy. It was obviously a very powerful magical power. When he used it, the sword force tore through the white clouds in the sky. The sword intent was overwhelming, reversing yin and yang, and turned into a sphere that enveloped Fang Han.

Fang Han had already activated the mecha's defense, but the opponent did not use a killing move. Instead, he trapped him and seemed to want to capture him alive.

"You dare to say that you are cleaning up the mess just because it's a toy in my hand?" Meng Shaobai said proudly.

His sword energy was filled with terrifying murderous intent, carrying the aura of destruction that could destroy everything and leave no life behind. However, he had trained it to be both hard and soft, able to turn it into a cage.

He was thinking about the adventure that had happened to Fang Han, so he didn't kill him right away.

But judging from the murderous aura in his magic power, he is definitely not a good person.

"Show me your adventures. I want both magic weapons and magical powers. Don't think about resisting. Even if you have a low-grade Taoist weapon, you can't be my opponent. I never rely on magic weapons." Meng Shaobai was obviously sure of victory. Fang Han said calmly, "It seems that you haven't returned to the sect for some time. I roughly understand your thoughts. You probably think that I just conflicted with Hua Tiandu and was restricted by the sect rules, so Hua Tian couldn't do anything to me."

Meng Shaobai felt something was wrong, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that if the elders of the sect hadn't stopped him that day, Hua Tiandu would have died."

As Fang Han spoke, a layer of virtual light condensed and pieces of metal covered him. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a small silver-white metal giant. Holding a heavy sword, he slashed directly at Meng Shaobai.

The Taoist patterns on the silver-white heavy sword shone brightly, and the sword edge of the Semi-Saint Mecha was devastating, cutting open Meng Shaobai's sword energy cage and heading towards him.

Meng Shaobai was surprised that Fang Han could have such a method, but he was not a weakling either. He immediately combined his body with the sword, turned into a sword light and disappeared into thin air.

The silver-white semi-holy mecha stood there, looking around. The mecha's perception system reflected a faint shadow from the clouds, and then it slashed with a sword like lightning.

Meng Shaobai's figure was seen through, and he suddenly felt that Fang Han's magic weapon was fully functional and not an ordinary object. Moreover, it covered his entire body, so it would be difficult to test it with assassination skills, so his magic power roared out.

"Killing Yuan Jue, Wusheng Killing Sword!"

His magic power surged out from his sea of consciousness, and a golden elixir shone with immortal brilliance, hanging above his head. Endless sword energy condensed into a black killing sword, as if it had swallowed up all the light in the world, bringing only killing and leaving behind only extinction.

"Fang Han, he is a powerful person of the eighth level in the realm of supernatural powers. He has survived the great calamity of wind and fire, and is about to condense the Dharma image of heaven and earth." Yan is knowledgeable and gave Fang Han a hint.

The Wusheng Killing Sword and the silver-white mecha were confronting each other. Meng Shaobai saw that Fang Han's methods were not easy to deal with, but he was unwilling to leave immediately. Instead, he planned to test Fang Han's quality.

Among the true disciples of Yuhua Sect, Hua Tiandu and he both have the hope of competing for the position of the headmaster of Yuhua Sect. When Feng Baiyu retires, a successor will have to be chosen.

Fang Han, who has emerged recently, is also a potential stock. Naturally, he has the idea of defeating a competitor and turning the opponent's adventure into nourishment for his own cultivation advancement.

"Eighth level of supernatural power? Isn't that much worse than Hua Tiandu? With such cultivation level, you dare to cause trouble to me!" Fang Han felt disdainful.

This is simply nonsense. Do you think that I, Fang Han, can rely on the sect rules to fight against Hua Tiandu?
"With your mere fourth-level magical power, how much power can you activate from this magic weapon?"

Meng Shaobai used sword against sword, the killing sword condensed by sword energy and the silver-white heavy sword slashed against each other, magic power and divine power surged, a violent explosion occurred in the sky, the broken sword energy was like flowers scattered by a fairy, it turned into a sword energy storm that swept out and tore the clouds apart.

A figure coughed up blood and flew backwards, and the golden elixir on his head dimmed a lot.

It was obvious that Meng Shaobai was at a disadvantage in the fight just now. The killing sword condensed by the sword energy shook and the sword energy scattered.

Fang Han looked at the silver-white heavy sword in his hand in surprise. There was a shallow cut on it.

Although Meng Shaobai's magic power is insufficient and cannot be compared with the Semi-Saint Mecha, the Lifeless Killing Sword condensed by the sword energy he created is extraordinary. It has the killing intent to destroy all life and even matter, and can leave a cut mark on the heavy sword of the Semi-Saint Mecha.

"This swordsmanship is quite good." Fang Han praised.

(End of this chapter)

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