"Fang Han, you've only defeated one of my family's retainers, and you're already acting so arrogantly? Do you think you still have a chance to live today?"

Wang Wei felt that Fang Han's actions were far too arrogant, completely disregarding the Wang family. His resentment burned fiercely like a raging fire.

As soon as Wang Wei finished his angry shout, Feng Shaofeng's lips curled up slightly, and he turned to look at Wang Changlong, saying, "Fang Han is indeed a strange kid. In my opinion, you have to take action yourself to properly vent your son's anger and avenge that arrow wound."

Fang Han had previously defeated "Iron Hand," a mid-level Martial Grandmaster renowned for his strength and fist techniques, in a single move. Although "Iron Hand" might have underestimated his opponent, this result gave everyone a new understanding of Fang Han's strength, proving that Fang Han was by no means an ordinary person.

"You brat, you must have practiced some kind of evil magic! Otherwise, even a genius with unparalleled talent could never suddenly transform from an ordinary martial artist into a powerhouse capable of instantly killing a mid-level Martial Grandmaster."

Upon hearing Feng Shaofeng's words, Wang Changlong's face darkened. With a "whoosh," he drew the long sword from his back, sat on his horse, pointed the sword at Fang Han, and shouted, "Kneel down right now and kowtow to my son Wang Wei to apologize. I might show mercy and spare you a few more stabs, so you can be freed from further suffering sooner."

In his eyes, Fang Han was already a fish on a chopping board, at his mercy.

"Wang Changlong, are you and your son just all talk and no action?"

Fang Han stared at Wang Changlong with eyes as cold as stars, his voice as if it came from the deepest hell, icy and chilling.

The contempt in his words was undisguised, like a sharp blade piercing straight into the hearts of Wang Changlong and his son.

"court death!"

Wang Changlong was thoroughly enraged by Fang Han's words, and with a furious shout, he instantly drew his sword.

A dazzling sword aura, like a bolt of lightning, tore through the air and slashed swiftly towards Fang Han.

Is that all you've got?

Upon seeing this, Fang Han's lips curled into a mocking smile.

He didn't move, and didn't even take out his weapon, casually striking out with his palm.

In an instant, a giant hand formed from true energy appeared out of thin air. The giant hand exuded a powerful aura, like a towering mountain, and crushed towards the sword energy.

In the blink of an eye, the giant palm of true energy collided with the sharp sword energy unleashed by Wang Changlong.

A deafening "boom" resounded, like a bolt from the blue, making everyone's eardrums ache.

Wang Changlong's sword energy was crushed instantly, like a fragile piece of paper, before the giant palm of true energy.

The shattered sword energy scattered and flew everywhere, like flying knives, cutting the trees along the official road to pieces.

The sounds of branches snapping echoed throughout the room, and leaves danced in the air.

However, Fang Han's giant palm of true energy did not stop there. Its momentum remained undiminished, continuing to crush Wang Changlong fiercely with immense power.

Although Fang Han did not use his full strength in this palm strike, his combat power has long surpassed that of a high-level Martial Grandmaster like Wang Changlong.

Under the pressure of this powerful force, Wang Changlong felt an invisible pressure pressing down on him like a mountain, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Especially the experts from the Wang family under Wang Changlong's command, who originally rode on horseback, looking quite imposing.

At this moment, however, the immense pressure from the giant palm of true energy was so powerful it was suffocating, that his head drooped and he couldn't straighten his back.

Their horses, unable to bear the weight any longer, buckled in their legs and collapsed to their knees with a thud, whimpering in pain.

Wang Changlong, who was originally full of confidence, felt a sense of unease and fear welling up inside him.

He quickly unleashed several more sword strikes, attempting to shatter Fang Han's giant palm of true energy.

However, his sword energy crumbled instantly upon contact with the giant palm of true energy.

The brother and sister, Feng Shaofeng and Feng Zhaoyi, who were standing to the side, witnessed this astonishing scene and their expressions changed drastically.

Before the two of them could recover from their extreme shock, and the thought of rescuing Wang Changlong had just flashed through their minds, the giant palm of true energy, exuding immense power, had already pressed down with overwhelming force.

Faced with this terrifying power, Wang Changlong was like a tiny ant, with nowhere to escape.

His eyes were filled with despair, and he twisted his body desperately, trying to avoid the fatal blow, but all in vain.

With a deep, resounding thud, a giant palm of true energy descended from above, carrying immense force, and slammed heavily onto Wang Changlong.

Wang Changlong, along with his horse, was slammed deep into the ground by this irresistible force.

In an instant, dust flew everywhere, and the ground seemed to have been smashed into a huge crater by an invisible giant hand.

Wang Changlong's few slower-reacting subordinates were also caught up in the powerful force and instantly disappeared into the swirling dust.

Before long, the dust settled, and everyone looked closely and saw that where Wang Changlong had been, there was now only a huge, bottomless pit.

Wang Changlong was dead beyond any doubt, not even leaving behind a complete corpse.

Witnessing this scene, the eyes of Feng Shaofeng, Feng Zhaoyi, Wang Wei, and others were filled with shock and fear to the extreme, like a bottomless pool of stagnant water, lifeless and desperate.

Wang Wei was so frightened that his whole body trembled violently, like a leaf falling from a tree.

His legs were so weak that he could barely stand, and he only managed to stay upright by gripping the saddle tightly with both hands.

His eyes were filled with confusion and fear, his lips trembled, and he muttered to himself, "This...how could this be..."

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