The giant sword, transformed from the sword talisman, slashed furiously towards Fang Han with the force of a thunderbolt.

Runes shimmered on the sword's blade, each exuding an ancient and mysterious aura, as if telling the story of the vicissitudes of time.

The people from the City Lord's Mansion and the Fang family stood aside, witnessing this scene, and felt an overwhelming pressure that was so powerful it was suffocating.

Their eyes were filled with terror, for this giant sword seemed to contain the power to split the heavens and the earth, as if it could cleave mountains in two and stop the flow of the sea. Under the power of this sword, they were as if they were bound by invisible shackles, their feet as if nailed to the ground, unable to move.

Ye Zhong knew all too well the terror of this sword strike.

He secretly pondered to himself that if the sword formed from the sword talisman were to attack him, with his current strength, he would probably not be able to withstand even a single blow from this fierce attack and would be torn to shreds in an instant.

This sword talisman is undoubtedly the masterpiece of Wu Jian, the patriarch of the Wu family.

Ye Zhong suddenly realized why the old man hadn't attended Wu Lei and Su Qianyu's engagement banquet; it turned out he had planned ahead and left this life-saving sword talisman in Wu Haomiao's hands.

With this sword talisman, even a typical expert at the Divine Sense Realm would have to be wary of it.

Wu Haomiao's previous feigned submission to Fang Han was merely a facade; his true purpose was to find an opportunity to ambush Fang Han.

But in Wu Haomiao's mind, even without resorting to a sneak attack, he was 99% confident that this incredibly powerful sword talisman could seriously injure Fang Han.

After all, in his opinion, although Fang Han's combat power was amazing, in terms of realm, he should not have reached the Divine Sense Realm yet. In the face of this powerful sword talisman, he was ultimately no match for it.

That's it?

Fang Han looked at the giant sword that was slashing towards him, a slight sneer appearing on his lips.

Although the power of this sword talisman is strong, it is still far inferior to the power of the Wu family patriarch taking action personally.

"Transform into a dragon!"

The next moment, Fang Han's eyes suddenly became as sharp as an eagle's, and his aura surged. With a loud shout, he slashed out with the Azure Dragon Sword.

A powerful sword aura surged forth, transforming in the blink of an eye into a gigantic dragon with bared fangs and claws.

The dragon radiated golden light, its scales shimmered with a cold gleam, and its whiskers fluttered in the wind, each movement seemingly capable of tearing through space.

This giant dragon of sword energy, with an indomitable spirit, headed towards the giant sword.

However, this time, the sword dragon did not directly devour the giant sword as before. Instead, it suddenly flipped over in mid-air, and its huge tail lashed out at the giant sword formed from the sword talisman.

"boom!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth. The seemingly indestructible giant sword was instantly shattered into countless fragments by the attack of the sword energy dragon's tail, dissipating into the air.

The next moment, the sword-qi dragon brandished its enormous claws and pounced swiftly towards Wu Haomiao.

A wave of terror washed over Wu Haomiao's eyes.

His breathing became rapid and heavy, and his chest heaved violently.

He knew perfectly well that this sword talisman was the culmination of the Wu family patriarch's efforts over many years, and its power was comparable to a full-force strike from a master of the Divine Sense Realm. Yet, it had been so easily broken by Fang Han.

Faced with Fang Han's fierce, almost tangible sword energy transforming into a dragon, Wu Haomiao knew he had nowhere to escape.

At the critical moment of life and death, his mind trembled violently, and in his panic, a sword appeared in his hand once again.

The sword has a long, slender blade and emits a chilling, cold light.

He unleashed a flurry of internal energy, unleashing over a dozen sword strikes at incredible speed.

Each of his sword strikes was imbued with his will to survive; the sword energies crisscrossed and quickly formed a seemingly sturdy shield, attempting to block the deadly dragon of sword energy.

However, the sword-qi dragon seemed to be a demon god from ancient times. Its huge claws, carrying the power to destroy the world, suddenly stretched out, drew a sharp arc in the air, and heavily grabbed the shield made of sword energy.

In an instant, a crisp cracking sound was heard, and the shield, like fragile glass, shattered into countless fragments and vanished without a trace.

The next moment, the sword dragon once again displayed its terrifying power. In a dazzling light, it suddenly transformed into a sword aura and slashed at Wu Haomiao's sword-wielding hand with lightning speed.

With a piercing scream, Wu Haomiao's right hand was severed at the wrist, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Blood gushed out from the severed wrist like a fountain.

"Mr. Fang is truly a peerless genius."

Upon witnessing this scene, Ye Zhong murmured to himself, his eyes filled with amazement and admiration.

He had initially been somewhat worried that Fang Han would struggle to withstand Wu Haomiao's sword talisman attack, but to his utter surprise, Fang Han had broken through it so easily. This level of strength was truly awe-inspiring.

Moreover, he was certain that Fang Han's strength far surpassed that of Wu Qiang, the patriarch of the Wu family.

"Wu Haomiao, show us what other skills you have up your sleeve!"

Fang Han remained calm, his gaze sharp. He did not immediately launch another attack on Wu Haomiao, but instead looked at the old man and said indifferently.

He considered the Wu family members as easy targets, and with victory assured, he had no rush.

"Mr. Fang, please... don't kill my son and me..."

Wu Haomiao was no longer the arrogant man he had been. Ignoring the blood gushing from his arm, his knees buckled and he knelt on the ground with a thud, his face full of pleading and his voice trembling with sobs.

"As long as you don't kill us, half of the Wu family's assets will be yours in the future."

Upon seeing this, Wu Jianbo was terrified and immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly.

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