However, the four did not press their advantage and continued to attack Lu Chong.

They knew in their hearts that the attack they launched by burning their life essence was like a flash in the pan and could not last long.

Moreover, they knew that the old man with two beautiful women standing beside him had not yet made a move.

This old fellow exuded an unfathomable aura, like a towering mountain, making it hard for them to breathe. He was clearly a true master, far beyond the capabilities of the four of them.

Without the slightest hesitation, the four of them, as if by telepathy, simultaneously changed direction and ran wildly out of the manor.

They knew they were trapped in a deadly situation and only hoped to escape this place filled with the aura of death as soon as possible.

To be honest, these four tigers of the Southern Barbarians were originally guest retainers of the Wang family, martial arts masters whom the Wang family had recruited at great expense.

They committed murder, arson, and all sorts of evil deeds for the Wang family, all they wanted was a pile of silver and a life of luxury.

In their eyes, profit comes first, and life is of paramount importance.

Now that he sees the situation is dire and he is about to lose his life, why would he be willing to die with Wang Changkong, Wang Jiaer, and Wang Muxue?

In their eyes, their own lives were far more precious than the meager affection the Wang family held for them.

"Want to leave? Not so easy!"

Just as the four tigers of the Southern Barbarians were about to rush out of the dilapidated manor gate, Yun Zhilan, the Grand Elder of the Divine Doctor Valley, curled up a cold smile and flashed a hint of contempt in his eyes.

He clapped his hands lightly, and in an instant, his inner energy surged out like a tidal wave, rapidly condensing into four huge palm prints in the air.

These four palm prints, seemingly formed from the power of heaven and earth, slammed down on the backs of the four Southern Barbarian Tigers with a destructive force.

At the same time, Yun Zhilan unleashed his aura, like an invisible storm, instantly locking onto the aura of the Four Tigers of the Southern Barbarians.

The four tigers of the Southern Barbarians felt an immense pressure as if Mount Tai were pressing down on them, as if they were tightly bound by an invisible net. Their speed suddenly dropped, and every step they took became extremely difficult.

They were terrified and tried to dodge the fierce attack, but found that their bodies were completely unresponsive, as if they were frozen in place.

The Four Tigers of the Southern Barbarians were only at the initial stage of Martial Grandmaster, and were considered experts in Yanming City. However, compared to Yun Zhilan, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment expert, the gap between them was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

At this moment, their vital energy was locked, like lambs to the slaughter. How could they possibly escape Yun Zhilan's overwhelming palm of true energy?

Four muffled thuds were heard as the four men were struck by a palm strike almost simultaneously.

The immense force instantly sent them flying, turning them into puffs of blood mist.

Wang Changkong was already flustered by the critical situation and was about to curse the four cowardly retainers when he suddenly saw the blood mist filling the air and the horrific scene. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and cold sweat poured down his face.

In that instant of hesitation, Guo Xiao's longsword slashed down like lightning.

The long sword gleamed with a cold, eerie light, carrying a sharp killing intent, and was aimed directly at his throat.

Wang Changkong was startled. Although he reacted immediately and desperately tried to dodge to the side, he was still a step too slow.

He felt a sharp pain in his arm as the long knife grazed his arm, instantly cutting a deep wound from which blood gushed out, staining his sleeve red.

"I am from the Tianyuan Prince's family! The Feng family sent me to Yanming City to settle scores with the Fang family! Fang Han, if you dare to let these people kill me, the Feng family will definitely wipe out your Fang family! You'd better spare our lives, there's still room for maneuver!"

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his arm, Wang Changkong shouted at the top of his lungs.

He secretly pondered, thinking that Fang Han should be wary of the Feng family's power.

After all, Feng Wudi, the ancestor of the Feng family, was an unparalleled expert at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, renowned and powerful in all directions.

He attempted to use the Feng family's name to intimidate Fang Han, hoping to make Fang Han think twice and thus spare their lives.

Little did he know that these people were from the Divine Doctor Valley, not Fang Han's people at all, but Fang Han's enemies.

"You...you are actually from the Wang family?"

Guo Xiao, the chief disciple of Huiyun Zhilan, could not hide his astonishment and blurted out a question, pausing his sword strike.

"Indeed, I am Wang Changkong, the head of the Tianyuan County Prince's family."

A hint of panic flashed across Wang Changkong's face. He quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in response, and spoke with a hint of urgency and unease in his voice.

"So you are Wang Changkong? Then... your younger brother, Wang Changlong, is he married to Feng Zhaoyi, the daughter of the Feng family?"

At this moment, Lu Chong, the bald, burly man standing to the side, could not suppress his curiosity and interrupted in a muffled voice, his eyes scanning Wang Changkong up and down.

"That's absolutely true, truly so."

Wang Changkong responded in a deep voice.

He paused briefly, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "That villain Fang Han is ruthless and vicious. He actually murdered my younger brother Wang Changlong, his wife Feng Zhaoyi, and my poor nephew Wang Wei. My entire Wang family is filled with grief and indignation, and we vowed to find Fang Han and avenge our grievances. We followed the villain's trail all the way here, thinking we could finally kill our enemy, but we never expected... we never expected that the Fang family would have such experts like you here!"

After saying this, Wang Changkong sighed deeply, his eyes filled with helplessness and resentment.

"Hmph, we are disciples of the Divine Healer Valley. We have come here to seek revenge on Fang Han, and have nothing to do with the Fang family!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Xiao snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with a cold light: "Patriarch Wang, your actions are far too reckless. You didn't even understand the situation before launching an attack. Moreover, you dared to point the finger at our Divine Doctor Valley and the Grand Elder. You are simply audacious!"

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