Fang Zhendong is the head of the Fang family. Although he has been studying alchemy for many years, his combat strength is relatively weak among those of the same level. However, he is still a high-level martial artist and can barely hold his own against the three mid-level martial artists brought by Zhao Jian.
If he fights desperately, there is a real chance that he can buy Tang Yumei, Fang Han, and Fang Yingxue a chance to escape.
Fang Han's words, "I'll protect you," touched him, but he felt that Fang Han had acted too impulsively.
"You fool, you think you can scare Young Master Zhao with a broken sword? I don't know what kind of adventure you had to reach the level of a beginner martial artist, but in front of me, you are still trash."
Just as Fang Han made his move, an old man in black, exuding a sinister aura, sneered and snatched Zhao Jian's sword with a swift, bare-handed disarming maneuver.
This old man in black was a mid-level martial artist and one of the three strongest people Zhao Jian brought.
Fang Han had previously killed two high-level martial artists from the Zhao family with stones, but this had not yet attracted the old man's attention.
Because he could see that Fang Han was only a beginner-level martial artist, and there was a certain gap between them, he had no intention of using the broadsword he carried on his back.
This old guy is arrogant, and he certainly has the right to be.
His moves were incredibly ruthless; his hand, like an eagle's claw, instantly seized Fang Han's sword.
"Old Han, don't kill him. Keeping this medicine man is still useful. I can get the Su family to willingly give the Zhao family a large sum of money again. That way, marrying Su Qianyu won't cost a penny, and we'll even make a lot of money."
Zhao Jian gave the order with a smug look on his face.
He also believed that Fang Han was no match for the old man in black, "Old Han," and that capturing Fang Han would be as easy as taking something out of a bag for Old Han.
"You think you can take my sword?"
But at that moment, a smile appeared on Fang Han's lips.
His arm trembled slightly, and the Xuan Tie sword began to vibrate rapidly.
Buzz!
The sound of swords rang out!
A powerful surge of true energy flowed from his arm into the Xuan Tie sword.
The next moment, blood spurted out, and all five fingers of the arrogant old man in black, "Old Han," were severed by the Xuan Tie sword, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
After a scream, "Old Han" quickly retreated.
After suffering a great loss, the old man realized that Fang Han's strength was now beyond his imagination.
With his other hand, he reached back to draw the broadsword from his back.
He dared not underestimate his opponent any longer and prepared to unleash his most powerful swordsmanship to fight Fang Han to the death.
But with a flash of light, before he could even draw his knife, Fang Han's Xuan Tie sword had already slashed down on his neck.
His head flew off, and blood rained down.
In just two moves, Fang Han killed the mid-level martial artist "Old Han"!
This scene caused Zhao Jian's expression to change drastically.
His men, however, were hesitant to move forward.
Fang Han was simply too strong. Even "Old Han," a mid-level martial artist, was instantly killed by Fang Han. Most of them were martial artists, and fighting Fang Han was no different from sending themselves to their deaths.
Fang Zhendong, Tang Yumei, and Fang Yingxue could hardly believe their eyes.
Martial artists temper their bodies, martial masters open their meridians.
The combat power of a martial arts master is far superior to that of a high-level martial artist.
A little over a month ago, Fang Han was only at the initial stage of martial arts. How did he become so powerful now?
This is completely illogical!
"Everyone, attack together! Whoever captures Fang Han will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and three Meridian Opening Pills."
Zhao Jian retreated while shouting.
"snort!"
But Fang Han let out a cold snort, and his sword flashed.
Without pausing, he charged towards Zhao Jian's henchmen.
No one could withstand Fang Han's attacks in a single round. Wherever he went, limbs and heads flew off, and blood mist sprayed everywhere.
In the time it takes to breathe, several high-level martial artists died tragically.
These henchmen, who were used to bullying the weak when they had the upper hand, were now terrified when they encountered Fang Han, who was like a god of death.
Several high-level martial artists tried to escape, but Fang Han's sword was faster. As soon as they turned around, they had a bloody hole in their backs.
Even the other two mid-level Martial Grandmasters couldn't stop Fang Han's sword and had their heads cut off by him.
The dozen or so attendants that Zhao Jian brought with him had all died in pools of blood.
Fang Zhendong and Tang Yumei felt both relieved and worried.
It was satisfying because the Zhao family had gone too far and deserved to die.
The concern is that if Fang Han does this, he will forge an irreconcilable feud with the Zhao family.
Although Fang Han has become very strong, he is still no match for Zhao Tiancheng, the head of the Zhao family, and Zhao Banshan, the former head of the family.
The Fang family may not be able to maintain their foothold in Yanming City because of what happened today, and may even be wiped out.
Zhao Jian was truly cunning. As soon as he saw the situation was not good, he pounced on Fang Yingxue, trying to take her hostage.
"court death!"
Fang Han's figure blurred, arriving like a streak of light.
Before Zhao Jian could even touch Fang Yingxue, the Xuan Tie sword was already at Zhao Jian's neck.
"Fang Han, you've killed so many members of my Zhao family, my Zhao family will wipe out your entire clan..."
Zhao Jian glared at Fang Han, his eyes seeming to spit fire.
Previously, he had been arrogant and domineering in front of Fang Zhendong, Tang Yumei, and Fang Yingxue, but as soon as Fang Han arrived, the situation reversed and he was utterly defeated.
But he still felt that Fang Han wouldn't dare kill him, after all, the Fang family's overall strength was far inferior to that of the Zhao family.
"Where do you get your confidence from, you loser?"
Fang Han sneered, "I can cut off your head at any time now."
"You dare kill me? Can your Fang family withstand the wrath of my father and grandfather?"
Zhao Jian became somewhat frightened, but still tried to appear tough on the outside and said...
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