"Zhao Wu, be careful!"

Zhao Banshan, that old fellow, witnessed this scene. Ignoring the blood gushing from his shoulder, he immediately roared at the top of his lungs.

When Zhao Wu made his move earlier, Zhao Banshan and the others did not object.

That's because they also felt that Fang Han was likely relying on the support of those two mysterious female experts to allow the Fang family to rise suddenly, while the Fang family itself still didn't have any real skills.

They were convinced that if Zhao Wu captured Fang Han today, the Zhao family could turn the tables and regain their former glory.

But by this time, the experts of the Zhao family understood that Fang Han's strength was already far superior to Zhao Lei's.

Zhao Lei was also alarmed. He knew Fang Han's strength well, and since Fang Han was unharmed, he was bound to retaliate.

His heart tightened, and he immediately tried to withdraw his attack, wanting to sheathe his sword to avoid Fang Han's counterattack.

However, before he could retract his sword, it was grabbed by Fang Han's other hand.

A tremendous force surged forth like a raging tide, and he couldn't control the sword in his hand at all. It felt as if the sword was being pressed down by a mountain, and it slipped out of his grasp.

The next moment, Fang Han flicked his wrist and slapped his sword directly onto his body.

However, Fang Han used a clever technique, and Zhao Wu was not thrown away by the force.

But the force of the sword was like an invisible blade, penetrating directly into his body.

In an instant, Zhao Wu felt as if countless steel needles were piercing his meridians at the same time, breaking them inch by inch. The excruciating pain made him scream in agony.

Finally, even his dantian shattered under the impact of this powerful force.

He collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

Seeing Zhao Wu fall to the ground, Zhao Banshan, Zhao Tiancheng, Zhao Xiaohei, Zhao Yuanbiao, and the rest of the Zhao family members who usually considered themselves experts were all like frightened birds, their faces pale and their eyes filled with fear and panic.

Looking around, the situation was like a building about to collapse.

Cao Shenjiang, whom they had once placed their hopes on and regarded as the pillar of the Zhao family, was now lying on the ground in a sorry state, with a stinging trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Chen Tingxue, this seemingly weak woman, was as swift as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, easily beating Cao Shenjiang until he vomited blood, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope for the Zhao family in an instant.

Cao Shen struggled to get up from the ground, a hint of determination and resentment flashing in his eyes.

However, he did not muster the courage to attack Chen Tingxue again, because he knew that the gap in strength between him and Chen Tingxue was like an insurmountable chasm.

The next moment, the long sword in his hand suddenly trembled and flew out of his hand, hovering in mid-air.

With a swift movement, he leaped up like a roc spreading its wings, attempting to harness his longsword and escape this place of despair and turmoil.

General Cao, this master of the Divine Sense Realm, has already mastered the supernatural ability of flying on a sword.

"Want to leave? Not so easy!"

Chen Tingxue merely snorted coldly, her voice filled with boundless authority and disdain.

She did not make any obvious movements, but a powerful divine thought surged out like a tide, instantly enveloping General Cao.

Cao Shenjiang felt an invisible force binding him. He tried his best to activate his divine sense and escape by controlling the longsword, but the longsword was as if it were nailed to the air and did not move at all.

"This...how is this possible?"

Seeing this, the Zhao family members were completely disheartened.

They never dreamed that such a terrifying existence was hidden by Fang Han's side, capable of easily defeating their proud General Cao.

Even more unexpectedly, Cao Shenjiang, this usually imposing and awe-inspiring expert, ended up fleeing in panic.

But even General Cao couldn't escape, let alone these people.

On the other hand, Zhou Shenjiang's situation was not much better.

His sword light gradually dimmed, like a candle flame about to be extinguished.

However, Hongxiu's momentum was at its zenith, becoming increasingly fierce, and she began to completely suppress Zhou Shenjiang.

Undoubtedly, Zhou Shen's brief moment of glory, achieved by burning his life essence, has passed. At this point, his combat power has plummeted, making it difficult for him to contend with Hongxiu.

Zhao Wu struggled to get up from the ground, but his body felt like it was falling apart, and he couldn't muster any strength.

His eyes widened, filled with malice and resentment, as he stared intently at Fang Han and hissed, "You... what kind of extraordinary encounter did you have? How did you become so powerful?"

Recalling the end of last year, he had returned to Yanming City once. At that time, Fang Han was still a fool and a good-for-nothing, living in a daze and being ridiculed by others.

But now, less than a year has passed, and Fang Han has undergone a complete transformation, becoming so powerful.

He found it hard to understand, and even harder to accept, this cruel reality.

Even if Fang Han was refined into a medicine man and absorbed the medicinal properties from his body, his cultivation level could not have broken through so quickly.

After all, breaking through in cultivation is by no means easy. It requires not only the cultivation of techniques, but also a profound foundation and a deep understanding of the Great Dao.

If one cannot penetrate the thin veil of understanding the Great Dao, then a breakthrough will be like a mirage, unattainable.

"You don't need to worry about why my cultivation has advanced so rapidly."

Fang Han remained calm, as if everything was under his control. "Now, you should worry more about the situation of your Zhao family. A few years ago at the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, your sister Zhao Ziyi helped the Su family plot against me, poisoning me and making me mentally impaired. Your Zhao family even tried to divide up my Fang family's assets with the Su family, and even wanted to seize my Fang family's ancestral graves. Now that you're back, the day for settling accounts with your Zhao family has arrived."

"Fang Han, how dare you settle scores with the Zhao family? My grandson, Zhao Wu, is the son-in-law of Prince Li Wentian! If you lay a hand on the Zhao family, Prince Li will surely exterminate your entire clan and ensure you die without a burial place!"

Zhao Banshan immediately roared. He had already sealed several acupoints near his shoulder, temporarily stopping the bleeding, but the fear in his eyes was hard to hide.

"Exterminate their entire family?"

Fang Han sneered, his laughter filled with disdain and mockery. "Then I'll kill you first and see what the consequences are."