This strike seemed to embody Yun Zhilan's lifelong cultivation and hatred, carrying an unwavering determination, as if it wanted to pierce through everything in front of it. Whether it was a mountain or a boulder, everything in its path would be reduced to dust under this fierce strike.
The dagger moved with incredible speed, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, instantly bridging the distance between the two and appearing in front of Fang Han.
The fierce wind from the blade, like a raging beast, swept in with a howling sound, causing Fang Han's hair to fly wildly and his clothes to flutter loudly.
It turns out that from the beginning, Yun Zhilan pretended to have his disciples form a battle formation, but in reality, he deliberately distracted Fang Han, making him mistakenly believe that they were going to attack him with a formation.
In reality, the six of them had been secretly preparing for this attack, concentrating all their true energy into this one strike, just to deliver a fatal blow to Fang Han.
The short knife in Yun Zhilan's hand was no ordinary item; it was a mid-grade spiritual weapon.
With the infusion of true qi and the blessing of runes, its power is enough to make any Foundation Establishment expert tremble with fear.
This strike carried the supreme killing intent of Yun Zhilan and his six disciples. They seemed to already see Fang Han's blood splattering and his soul scattered under this strike.
"Haha, Fang Han, you're dead!"
Wang Changkong, who was watching from the sidelines, burst into laughter upon seeing this scene.
His laughter was filled with smugness and exhilaration, as if he could already see the dawn of victory.
Once Fang Han is dead, his mission will be considered successfully completed, and he will no longer be blamed by the Feng family.
To complete this task, he even sacrificed four guest advisors, the Four Tigers of the Southern Barbarians.
In his view, the lives of these guest advisors were not worth mentioning compared to his own future.
Moreover, although his son Jackson Wang was seriously injured, at least he was still alive, which was much better than him being dead.
However, Fang Han merely raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer.
"The light of a firefly dares to rival the brilliance of the moon? With such meager abilities, you dare to attack me?"
He snorted coldly, casually raised his palm, and quickly struck out with it.
In an instant, a gigantic palm of true energy rapidly condensed in the void, carrying an overwhelming force, and rushed towards the short sword shot out by Yun Zhilan.
Seeing this, Yun Zhilan couldn't help but smile smugly.
His three male disciples and two female disciples also showed confident expressions.
Because they knew that this strike was a unique skill that the six of them, master and disciples, had painstakingly developed, and it was most effective at breaking through giant palms of true qi and armor.
In their eyes, Fang Han's use of palm techniques to counter the attack was undoubtedly courting death.
However, the smile on Yun Zhilan's face froze instantly, replaced by a look of horror and disbelief.
The seemingly indestructible giant palm of true energy suddenly unleashed a powerful force the moment it made contact with the short sword, deflecting the sword off course.
The short knife, like a bird that had lost its way, drew a strange arc in the air and shot towards Wang Changkong.
Although the short sword's power diminished somewhat during its deflection, it was still like a death warrant for a high-level Martial Grandmaster like Wang Changkong, unstoppable.
Wang Changkong's laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by a look of despair and fear.
This strike carried the life's cultivation and killing intent of Yun Zhilan and his six disciples, its momentum reaching its peak.
Runes flickered on the blade, and true energy surged like a raging tide, forming an invisible yet powerful aura that was suffocating, locking down the aura around Wang Changkong.
He was like a flying insect trapped in a spider web, unable to break free of these invisible shackles no matter how hard he struggled.
"don't want!"
Wang Changkong shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with fear and resentment, as if he had used up all his strength.
At the same time, his son Jackson Wang and daughter Muxue Wang also let out desperate cries.
Jackson Wang struggled to get up, but his severely injured body was like a limp rag, completely unresponsive.
Wang Muxue was momentarily stunned.
Wang Changkong couldn't understand how the slash that Elder Yun Zhilan of the Divine Doctor Valley had confidently and determinedly intended to kill Fang Han had suddenly changed direction as if by some strange twist of fate, turning into a deadly blade aimed at him.
His mind was in chaos, various thoughts flashing through his mind like lightning, but he could not find any solution.
In utter despair, Wang Changkong instinctively gripped his sword, mustered his last bit of strength, and slashed at the whistling short blade.
He still harbored a sliver of hope, wishing that this sword could save him from the fatal blow.
However, reality struck him like a heavy slap in the face.
With a crisp "crack," the sword that had been with him for many years shattered instantly like fragile glass under the sharp edge of the short knife.
The shards scattered like snowflakes, cutting his cheeks, but did nothing to lessen the fear in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, the dagger, like a black lightning bolt, pierced through his body without any resistance.
This strike contained terrifying power.
The short sword was infused not only with Yun Zhilan's true energy, but also with the powerful energy remaining from its previous collision with the giant palm of true energy.
The moment it pierced through Wang Changkong's body, a violent force erupted within him, instantly shattering his internal organs.
In an instant, Wang Changkong's body turned into a cloud of blood mist.
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