His voice was filled with fear and despair. At this moment, he knew that Fang Han's strength was far superior to his own, and that their chances of survival were slim.
However, Wang Wei seemed completely oblivious to the danger before him, remaining firmly seated on his horse with a hint of arrogance on his face. He shouted loudly at the other Martial Grandmaster, "Ghost Hand, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and join forces with Ruthless Blade God to kill Fang Han!"
Wu Zong, known as Ghost Hand, looked to be nearly fifty years old, with deep and sharp eyes that occasionally flashed with a glint of light.
As he rode on his horse, upon hearing Wang Wei's command, he began to move his hands rapidly in the air, his movements as elusive as a phantom.
His hands moved as if he were about to launch a hidden weapon, or as if he were making mysterious hand seals.
In the blink of an eye, a sudden change occurred.
A flurry of flying knives, like locusts swarming across the land, hurtled towards Fang Han, their cold light sending chills down one's spine.
Interspersed among these throwing knives were countless blazing fireballs, as if they were about to ignite the entire space.
It turns out that this "ghost hand" was not only a master of hidden weapons, but also an expert in talismanic arts, with extremely remarkable skills.
At the same time, "Ruthless Blade God" suddenly spat out several mouthfuls of his life essence blood, which instantly splattered onto the twin blades in his hands.
In an instant, the twin swords seemed to be infused with powerful energy, their light shining brightly.
Immediately afterwards, he used all his strength to forcefully unleash dozens of sharp sword energies. The sword energies swept towards Fang Han like dragons emerging from the sea, and the air seemed to be torn apart wherever they passed.
These two martial masters are already fighting desperately.
In an instant, a murderous aura filled the air, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
As Fang Yingxue watched the overwhelming barrage of hidden weapons, sword energy, and fireballs, a wave of fear washed over her, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly and nearly fall off her horse.
On the other hand, Wang Wei had a smug smile on his face, as if he could already see Fang Han's defeat. He even shouted, "Fang Han, you're dead this time!"
At this critical moment, Fang Han shouted in a low voice: "Wind Sweep Away Clouds!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a black iron sword appeared in his hand.
The black blade of this Xuan Tie sword exudes a chilling aura, as if it can devour everything.
With Fang Han's strength, he wouldn't have bothered using the Xuan Tie Sword to deal with opponents like "Ghost Hand" and "Ruthless Blade God." But now, looking at his terrified sister Fang Yingxue beside him, he was filled with worry and decided to finish the fight quickly and deal with these two troublesome opponents first.
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