Despite the earth shaking and tremors at the Zhao family manor, Fang Han remained as steadfast as a pine tree.
However, Fang Qing and Zhou Chi were still relatively untrained in their cultivation and had relatively low levels of cultivation, making it difficult for them to withstand this powerful impact.
They felt as if the world had turned upside down and was spinning wildly. A wave of dizziness washed over them, instantly diminishing their originally fierce attack.
At first, Fang Qing and Zhou Chi worked together seamlessly, and with their own strength and exquisite swordsmanship, they had already suppressed Daoist Meng Qi of the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion to a rather sorry state.
Master Meng Qi was struggling to stay afloat, with large beads of sweat constantly rolling down his forehead.
But at this moment, as Fang Qing and Zhou Chi were affected and their attack rhythm was disrupted, Daoist Meng Qi immediately felt the pressure ease and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. His tense nerves also relaxed a little.
It turned out that Master Qingshan had meticulously set up the Thundercloud Sword Formation in the Zhao family's manor.
This Thundercloud Sword Formation is incredibly powerful, with lightning flashing and thunderclouds rolling within it, as if it could devour everything at any moment.
Master Meng Qi was extremely familiar with this formation, so he was not significantly affected. His figure moved freely between the lightning and the cloud shadows.
Seeing this opportune moment, Master Meng Qi's heart stirred, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He tightened his grip on the sword hilt, intending to seize the opportunity to launch a fatal blow and severely injure Fang Qing and Zhou Chi.
But just as he was about to make a move, Master Qingshan's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Retreat immediately!"
The voice was like a booming bell, echoing in his ears.
Upon hearing this, Master Meng Qi felt unwilling, but he did not hesitate to retreat immediately, his figure moving like lightning, instantly returning to Master Qingshan's side.
The next moment, the sky suddenly changed, and large swaths of dark clouds gathered rapidly like a surging tide, completely enveloping the Zhao family's manor.
The entire manor was plunged into darkness in an instant, as if it had been abandoned by the world.
Immediately afterwards, a flash of light appeared in the dark clouds, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness. Then, countless black swords shot down from the clouds like a torrential downpour.
These black swords, carrying a chilling killing intent, enveloped Fang Han, Fang Qing, and Zhou Chi like ghosts.
Faced with the overwhelming black swords, Fang Han appeared extremely relaxed, as if these black swords were nothing more than insignificant dust to him.
The black swords, as soon as they flew in front of him, seemed to encounter an invisible and powerful force, falling down on their own and then disappearing without a trace, as if they had never existed.
Fang Qing and Zhou Chi were not so relaxed. Their faces were solemn as they gripped their swords tightly and fought back with all their might against the black swords.
The two swordsmen were so skilled that they shattered any black swords that approached them.
However, there were simply too many of these black swords, densely packed and seemingly endless.
With their feet swaying, Fang Qing and Zhou Chi soon felt their strength waning, their arms growing heavier, and it became increasingly difficult to defend themselves. They were on the verge of collapse.
"Fu, come!"
Fang Han had only brought Fang Qing and Zhou Chi here to hone their mental fortitude and combat skills, so of course he wouldn't stand by and watch them fall into mortal danger. He immediately gave a soft shout.
Although his voice was not loud, it seemed to contain an invisible power. With this soft shout, a talisman suddenly rose from his hand, like a dazzling golden light, instantly illuminating the dark sky.
This talisman was originally only two inches wide and three inches long, but it grew rapidly at an astonishing speed during its ascent.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a golden shield over ten feet long, radiating a soft yet powerful light.
The talisman shield acted like a giant protective umbrella, steadily shielding Fang Qing and Zhou Chi from view.
The countless black swords shot towards the talisman shield like hungry wolves, but the moment they touched it, they vanished without a trace, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.
In fact, these swords are not real physical swords, but talisman swords formed by talismanic magic.
However, the level of this talisman sword was significantly lower than that of the talisman shield that Fang Han had summoned, and it could not cause any damage to the talisman shield at all.
In this way, Fang Qing and Zhou Chi were completely relieved of their pressure.
They felt as if they were in a safe harbor under the shield, and the feeling of the earth shaking completely disappeared.
Even if they don't make any defensive moves, those black swords won't be able to harm them in the slightest.
The two leaned on their swords under the talisman shield, panting heavily as they tried to regulate their breathing. Their admiration for Fang Han grew even stronger.
Master Qingshan watched helplessly as his meticulously planned and powerful attack, launched with the help of heaven and earth and talismans, vanished without a trace, leaving his opponent, Han, unharmed. His expression instantly turned even more gloomy and ugly.
He was filled with resentment, thinking that his attack would be enough to seriously injure Fang Han, but he never expected that Fang Han would neutralize it so easily.
"Qingshan, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring them on!"
Fang Han remained calm, merely glancing indifferently at Daoist Qingshan.
"Boy, I never expected that in just three short years since you were expelled from the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, you would have grown to such a terrifying level. Now I completely understand why the Zhao family is so wary of your Fang family. I originally thought that your Fang family had some peerless master hidden behind them, but I never imagined that this so-called master would be you, a mere brat."
A hint of resentment flashed in Master Qingshan's eyes as he stared at Fang Han and spoke coldly.
The murderous intent in his eyes was so palpable that it almost froze the surrounding air.
But he quickly regained his composure, a cold smile appearing on his lips, and continued, "Fortunately, I have always been cautious in my actions and have made thorough preparations."
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