Upon realizing the situation was dire, Pan Long and Pan Hu exchanged a glance, then immediately sprang into action, drawing their swords and lunging at Fang Han.
Pan Long and Pan Hu are both beginner-level martial artists, with the same cultivation level as Fang Han.
But Fang Han made a direct move, casually sweeping his long whip towards the faces of the two brothers.
An inch longer, an inch stronger.
Before Pan Long and Pan Hu could even get close to Fang Han, before their swords could even be thrust out, a flash of whip and a gust of wind had already swept over them.
The two were shocked and swung their swords at the tip of the whip, preparing to cut it in two.
The long whip, however, coiled in the air like a nimble snake, striking their wrists twice with sharp cracks.
After two screams, the swords in the hands of the two brothers fell to the ground.
Before the two could pick up their swords, Fang Han raised his whip again, whipping up the two swords on the ground.
Two swords flew out, piercing the throats of Pan Long and Pan Hu respectively.
Pan Long and Pan Hu slowly collapsed to the ground, the blood gushing from their throats staining the floor of the secret chamber red.
They were at a similar level to Fang Han, but their martial arts skills and experience were far inferior, so their actual combat strength was also very different.
Soon, the two brothers passed away.
Fang Han killed four people without even blinking, as if they were ants.
Su Qianyu then began to truly feel afraid.
She knew very well that, given what she had done to Fang Han, he was very likely to kill her.
"Now it's your turn!"
As expected, Fang Han looked at Su Qianyu and swung his long whip again.
Su Qianyu quickly dodged.
In a life-or-death situation, she unleashed extraordinary speed.
Snap!
But she still couldn't dodge Fang Han's long whip.
Her clothes were torn, and a long bloodstain appeared on the woman's body.
But Fang Han showed no mercy and lashed out with his whip several times in succession.
Fragments of the purple dress fluttered in the air, and Su Qianyu wailed incessantly.
"My lord, please...please stop hitting me...I know I was wrong. From now on, I will completely submit to you and truly be your woman..."
After being whipped more than a dozen times, the woman couldn't take it anymore, knelt on the ground, and begged for mercy.
Fang Han stopped for the moment, his eyes cold as he said, "Do you think I'll let you go?"
"My husband, you won't be able to bear killing me..."
Su Qianyu raised her head, looking at Fang Han with seductive eyes.
Her beautiful eyes, framed by long eyelashes, sparkled and shone, and her voice was even more captivating.
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