Fang Sihai's sword not only pierced through the crimson gold soft armor, but also shattered Jiang Hong's internal organs.

The next moment, Fang Si drew his sword.

Jiang Hong's body gushed out a large amount of blood.

"My Crimson Gold Soft Armor is... a high-grade magic weapon. How could you... how could a mid-level Martial Grandmaster possibly break through my Crimson Gold Soft Armor?"

Jiang Hong's face showed despair. He couldn't believe that he had been so severely injured by Fang Sihai despite having the upper hand.

He could feel the life force in his body rapidly fading away, and he knew he couldn't hold on much longer; there was no escape.

With just one move, the situation reversed, and he was now in a deadly predicament.

Fang Sihai's sword strike was more powerful than he had imagined.

"This is indeed too mysterious. I feel that Fang Sihai's sword strike just now had the combat power of a high-level Martial Grandmaster."

"A high-level Martial Grandmaster? I think he vaguely has the demeanor of a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator."

"Fang Sihai repaired his dantian and became so strong. The Fang family even dared to kill Zhao Jian. Is the Fang family about to take off?"

The onlookers, like Jiang Hong, found this sudden change unbelievable.

At this point, they knew Jiang Hong was doomed, and they no longer held back their discussions.

“Jiang Hong, I know you have the Crimson Gold Soft Armor. This sword of mine was specially prepared for you, to send you to your death and avenge my fallen brothers.”

Fang Sihai Road.

"You...your Fang family couldn't possibly possess such...martial arts...you..."

Jiang Hong was about to say something when Fang Sihai drew his sword again.

This time, Jiang Hong had no chance to dodge and was beheaded by Fang Sihai.

His head flew off, but Jiang Hong's thin body stood for a long time, seemingly unwilling to fall.

But slowly, his body began to sway, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, already dead.

Someone's dead!

Women and children screamed, and adults covered the children's eyes.

"The excitement's over, go back to sleep."

After watching the excitement, the crowds on both sides of the street dispersed.

Fang Sihai killed Jiang Hong in the middle of the street, which was a major event in Yanming City.

In addition, with the recent killing of Su Yuande of the Su family and nearly a hundred other members of the clan, and the murder of Zhao Jian, the third young master of the Zhao family, and Su Qianyu's engagement to Wu Lei of the Wu family in ten days, Yanming City is likely to be in turmoil.

"Brothers, those who killed you that day were Jiang Hong and his two scoundrels. Today, Fang Sihai has avenged you. You can rest in peace now. I hope we can be brothers again in the next life."

Immediately, Fang Sihai knelt on the ground and kowtowed four times in the direction of Yin Yang Mountain.

Then, he got up, took out a cloth, wiped the sword clean, picked up the scabbard from the ground, sheathed the longsword, and prepared to leave.

Fang Han naturally left with Fang Sihai, but as he passed by Jiang Hong's corpse, he flicked the body with his Xuan Tie sword.

He removed the crimson gold soft armor and stored it in the Azure Dragon Ring.

Although the soft armor is damaged, he can still refine and repair it in the future, upgrading it from a high-grade magic weapon to a spiritual weapon, and thus becoming a spiritual armor.

He cultivated the Savage Body Refining Technique, so he naturally didn't need any spiritual armor to protect him. However, his mother, Tang Yumei, and younger sister, Fang Yingxue, had low cultivation levels, so if he could forge spiritual armor for them, he could give it to them.

Soon, Fang Han and Fang Sihai left the long street.

Although Fang Sihai was covered in blood, it was mostly superficial wounds, and his meridians and internal organs were not damaged.

He was already a mid-level Martial Grandmaster, so he immediately sealed his acupoints, and naturally there was no more bleeding.

However, he still lost a lot of blood today and will need to rest for a few days before his combat strength returns to its peak. He should have gained a lot from this battle.

"Thank you."

The two walked side by side, and Fang Sihai said to Fang Han with great emotion, "If it weren't for you, I would have been a useless person for the rest of my life. Moreover, I would not have been able to avenge myself or my brothers. I would have lived with guilt and lived a pathetic life for the rest of my life."

Now, he's not too worried that killing Jiang Hong will cause too much trouble.

Although he didn't know why Fang Han suddenly had such a high level of cultivation, nor why Fang Han had such powerful techniques and martial arts, he was certain that Fang Han, who was now the supreme guest elder of the Demon Suppression Division and had become acquainted with Xiao Zhan, the Prince of Zhenbei, was the true dragon of the Fang family.

In Yanming City, and even in the entire Tianyuan County, no one can suppress Fang Han anymore.

This time, he was able to kill Jiang Hong with his own hands, and he was truly grateful to Fang Han; otherwise, he would have had a real regret in his life.

“Uncle, let’s not talk about these things between us. I used to be a good-for-nothing and an idiot. It was Grandfather, you and my parents who protected me. Now I’m here to protect you. It’s only right that I do anything for you.”

Fang Han said, "I won't leave the Fang family for the next few days. I'll handle anything personally. Just focus on recovering."

"I still haven't fully grasped the Eight Desolations Sword Technique, nor have I been able to utilize my movement and footwork. Otherwise, even if Jiang Hong was wearing crimson gold soft armor, I wouldn't have been injured when I killed him."

Fang Sihai was still somewhat annoyed.

"After this battle, I think your understanding of the sword techniques and footwork of the Eight Desolations Scripture will reach a new level."

Fang Han said, "Once my injuries have healed, we can spar a bit."

"That's right. Life-or-death battles are the best way to unleash a person's potential and improve their combat effectiveness."

Fang Sihai Road.

He had been in the Demon Suppression Division for many years, and his hunting of demonic beasts had often been dangerous, with his life hanging by a thread. But it was precisely these countless dangers that allowed his cultivation to continuously improve.

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