Hearing Wang Wei's words, Fang Yingxue still felt a little scared.

She was only a mid-level martial artist, not even a martial master. To her, a martial grandmaster was an unshakeable figure.

You should know that in the Fang family, only her grandfather Fang Gaoyang and her uncle Fang Sihai were Martial Grandmasters in the past. These two people were the guarantee that the Fang family would stand firm. Even her father Fang Zhendong was not a Martial Grandmaster.

She believed that Fang Han was countless times more powerful than before, but now, could Fang Han handle two Martial Grandmasters?

"Unable to escape even with wings?"

Fang Han said calmly, "Wang Wei, you bullied me quite a bit back in the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion. At the foot of Yin Yang Mountain, if it weren't for your Commander Tantai Qiuyue stopping me, I would have crippled you long ago. And now you still dare to show your face and flirt with my sister?"

"Fang Han, are you implying that the three of us are doomed today?"

Wang Wei laughed heartily.

“That’s right,” Fang Han said.

"Fang Han, I think your illness is getting worse. Today, let my two guest elders from the Wang family give you a good wake-up call!"

Wang Wei's face instantly darkened.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he turned to the two sinister-looking middle-aged men on horseback beside him, saying in a somewhat polite tone, "Thank you for your trouble, esteemed guests."

“Young Master Wang, this kid is a complete waste. I can take him down by myself.”

The middle-aged man, who looked slightly younger and was around forty, had a disdainful sneer on his lips.

With a swift movement, the two swords on his back flashed out of their sheaths like two black lightning bolts.

The blades of the two knives gleamed with a chilling light, and under the sunlight, they exuded a menacing aura.

Wang Wei nodded slightly, secretly pleased with himself.

Several days earlier, he had sent a message home via the Bluebird, requesting his father to send two martial masters.

In his view, this time dealing with Fang Han was already foolproof.

Even though Fang Han seems to have had some kind of extraordinary encounter recently and his strength has increased a lot compared to before, in his eyes, Fang Han is still that good-for-nothing who can be bullied by others, and is definitely no match for either of these two Martial Grandmasters.

"Boy, you make the first move. Otherwise, in my hands, 'Ruthless Blade God,' you won't even have a chance to fight before you're sent straight to the underworld!"

The middle-aged martial master squinted at Fang Han with an extremely contemptuous look, his tone as if he were talking about an insignificant ant.

"Yeah?"

Fang Han remained calm, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said unhurriedly, "Then try taking one of my punches!"

In an instant, the true energy within his body began to circulate rapidly, like a surging tide.

The air around him seemed to be stirred by this true energy, emitting a slight whistling sound.

Immediately afterwards, he threw a punch, targeting the middle-aged martial arts master who called himself "Ruthless Blade God".

His true energy burst forth from his body, quickly condensing into a giant fist in the air.

The fist was surrounded by the force of wind and thunder, making crackling sounds, as if it wanted to completely destroy everything in front of it.

"You...you stupid good-for-nothing, you've actually become a Martial Grandmaster..."

Wang Wei's eyes widened, his face filled with shock and disbelief.

His body trembled slightly, and his confident expression vanished instantly, replaced by shock.

"Ruthless Blade God" and another Martial Grandmaster also changed their expressions instantly.

Releasing true qi outwards is a unique technique of the Martial Sect.

Fang Han's punch was not only fair and square, but also incredibly powerful. It was far superior to any move made by a typical Martial Grandmaster.

"Ruthless Blade God" dared not hesitate any longer, gripping his twin blades tightly, ready to unleash a full-force attack, slashing out with sharp blade energy in an attempt to block Fang Han's giant fist of true energy.

However, Fang Han's true qi giant fist was too fast, so fast that no one had time to react.

Almost the instant the "Ruthless Blade God" made a move, the enormous fist was already in front of him.

In the chaos, the "Ruthless Blade Master" could only instinctively cross his two blades and slash forward with all his might, trying to defend against this fatal blow.

"boom!"

A deafening roar, like a bolt from the blue.

Fang Han's giant fist of true energy clashed fiercely with the twin swords.

A powerful force erupted instantly, forming a strong shockwave that spread outwards from the two individuals.

The "Ruthless Blade God's" face instantly turned extremely ugly, and his already pale face was now completely bloodless.

He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a giant ship traveling at full speed; a tremendous impact swept over him, leaving him no way to resist.

Moreover, the power contained in this punch is extremely complex, including not only the frontal impact but also a tremendous force from above.

The two forces combined, making it impossible for him to deflect the force backward; he could only bear the full power of the punch.

The warhorse beneath "Ruthless Blade God" appeared incredibly vulnerable in the face of this immense power.

Its legs buckled, and with a thud, it knelt directly on the ground.

The "Ruthless Blade Master" himself also lurched violently on the saddle, and then coughed up a mouthful of blood. He almost lost his grip on the two blades, and blood even came out from the tiger's mouth.

"With such mediocre skills, you dare call yourself a sword god?"

Fang Han looked at the "ruthless knife god" and laughed mockingly.

"Young Master Wang...run!"

"Ruthless Knife God" shouted hoarsely as he spat out blood.

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