Quack quack quack—"

"Compared to this sword, the old man is more interested in you, are you interested in being the old man's disciple?" The gray-robed old man smiled gloomily, and then directly thundered out of the words.

Hearing this, Fang Han was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to accept him as a disciple.

"Are you sure that the seniors just said that they want to accept the juniors as apprentices?" Fang Han couldn't help but touch his nose and said.

Seeing the gray-robed old man nodding undoubtedly, Fang Han couldn't help but think that if those guys knew that the weak chickens in the sixth-order martial artist realm wanted to take Fang Han as an apprentice, they would probably laugh off all the big teeth!

"Senior, junior has no intention of apprenticeship...... Fang Han couldn't help but shake his head and directly refused.

Because he really didn't have any intention of apprenticeship, even if he did, the gray-robed old man in front of him was not qualified to be his master, because Fang Han could be said to be an ancestor-level existence in the Soul Continent, and it could be said that no one in the entire continent was qualified to be his master!

So of course Fang Han refused.

Hearing Fang Han's refusal so simply, the gray-robed old man couldn't help but be stunned, and then said, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, do you know what the old man's identity and cultivation are in the sect?"

"Senior, please reveal!" Fang Han couldn't help but look at the gray-robed old man with a curious expression, because he was indeed curious about what the gray-robed old man's identity was in the sect, but his cultivation was directly ignored by him.

He himself could sense the cultivation of the gray-robed old man, so naturally he didn't need to do anything more.

Fang Han is no stranger to the breath of the gray-robed old man, the first time was when Fang Han sensed the breath of the gray-robed old man when he joined the Tianhan Gate for the talent test, the second time was when Fang Han killed the Zhang family's outer door teacher in the outer gate Jinman Square, and the third time was in the Treasure Pavilion, and now it should be regarded as the fourth time!

Touching Fang Han's curious gaze, the gray-robed old man couldn't help but glance at Fang Han with some pride, and then said, "The old man is Su Wen, the head of the Su family, one of the four veins in the sect...... The cultivation of the sixth-order martial artist realm". After the gray-robed old man finished speaking, he looked at Fang Han.

Soon he was disappointed, because he only saw a little surprise on Fang Han's face, and there were not too many mood swings.

"Senior, junior really doesn't have any plans to apprentice yet......" Fang Han spoke again, repeating his previous words.

When the words fell, Su Wen's face suddenly became gloomy, in his opinion, his identity was the last to suppress any disciple, but he didn't expect that after Fang Han knew his identity, he would refuse him without hesitation.

In other words, anyone will probably lose their faces.

"Junior, do you think that the old man is not qualified to be your master?" Su Wen looked at Fang Han gloomily, and there was a hint of unkindness in his eyes?

Seeing such a gray-robed old man, Fang Han's face also became solemn, he had already felt that the other party was not good at stubble, and sure enough!

It seems that it is estimated that the first battle will be indispensable!

"The juniors don't want to apprentice, could it be that the juniors still want to force the juniors to fail?" Fang Han said with a frown, secretly he had already begun to condense his aura and was ready to make a move at any time.

After all, Su Wen's cultivation is too much higher than him, so he can't send it, Fang Han is not strict.

Otherwise, what awaits Fang Han will be a fiasco!

"Forced? If you don't want to worship the old man as a teacher, the old man will naturally not be forced to come." Su Wen shook his head, and then looked at Fang Han with a grim gaze: "But the old man's face is not qualified to be refuted!"

When the words fell, the old man laughed gloomily twice, and directly grabbed Fang Han with one hand, and a palm condensed by martial qi directly grabbed Fang Han.

"The sword breaks through all directions!"

At this time, Fang Han suddenly burst into a shout, and the Shura Red Spirit Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and was held in Fang Han's hand.

As Fang Han's voice fell, a huge sword qi condensed and slashed towards Su Wen's condensed palm!

"Poof—"

A soft sound came out, and Su Wen's condensed huge palm was directly torn apart by Fang Han's sword qi.

But after tearing Su Wen's huge palm, the sword qi that Fang Han slashed out was also much, much weaker.

"Oh?"

Seeing that Fang Han reacted so quickly, and also broke his own casual attack, Su Wen couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously, he underestimated Fang Han!

But Su Wen was only slightly surprised, but it was more of a piercing killing intent.

Such a demonic genius, since he can't be subdued, then he will grow up this demonic genius and destroy the other party.

Su Wen showed a touch of coldness on his face, and then with a movement of his mind, a huge palm formed by the condensation of martial qi suddenly appeared from above Fang Han and slapped it towards Fang Han!

"Poof—"

A sound of vomiting blood came out, and Fang Han was directly slapped by this huge palm that suddenly appeared, and a large pit with five finger prints appeared on the entire ground, and Fang Han was in the center of the big pit.

The clothes on Fang Han's body were in tatters, and the sound of vomiting blood just now was made by Fang Han, just now Fang Han was directly slapped by this slap and vomited blood.

"Sure enough, the difference in strength is too great......" Fang Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Su Wen not far away with a solemn gaze.

His combat power was only equivalent to that of an ordinary second-order martial artist realm cultivator, and he would be able to fight a third-order martial artist realm monk if he died, and in the face of Su Wen of the sixth-order martial artist realm, Fang Han could only feel full of powerlessness!

The difference in strength is too great.

"It seems that I can only try to use that trick......" Fang Han looked at Su Wen, and there was also a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Just because Fang Han refused to worship him as a teacher, just because of this, he shot at himself, did he really think that he was easy to bully?

"It seems that you still don't like the old man......" Su Wen looked at Fang Han's gaze with a hint of banter, and then said coldly: "Since this is the case, then the old man will slap you to death!"

When the words fell, Su Wen slapped his right hand, and a terrifying palm formed by condensed martial energy suddenly slapped towards Fang Han, this terrifying palm meant that the fifth-order martial artist realm monk forcibly took it, and it was only the result of being slapped into a meatloaf with one palm!

It seems that Su Wen is the other party's cold has a great killing machine!

So as soon as he made a move, he wanted to directly put Fang Han to death!

"Hmph, I really think Lao Tzu is easy to bully, you old puppet." Fang Han's anger was also aroused.

After the words fell, the essence blood in Fang Han's body burned violently, and suddenly the aura on his body began to soar, and soon he soared directly from the first-order martial artist realm to the second-order martial artist realm, and in two breaths, it was raised to the fourth-order martial artist realm.

This is also Fang Han's limit, he burned his own essence blood, a monk's essence blood, if it burns too much, it will be regressed by the light of the cultivation, and the heavy will be the disappearance of the cultivation, and he will never be able to cultivate again, and may even be in danger of his life.

But now Fang Han has no choice, if he is any other person, he will choose to burn his own essence and blood like Fang Han.

If you burn the essence blood, you will die nine times, but if you don't burn the essence blood, then you will die ten deaths!

And when Fang Han's aura was raised to the peak of the fourth-order martial artist realm, Su Wen's palm had already slapped in front of Fang Han.

Without any hesitation, Fang Han shot out directly, waved the Shura Red Spirit Sword in his hand, and directly cast the sword to break through the eight directions, and a fierce sword qi shot out.