The tree, which was as thick as several people could hug, snapped with a loud crack under the violent impact of Elder Yun Zhilan of the Divine Doctor Valley.
The large tree fell and crushed a building inside the manor.
Yun Zhilan fell heavily to the ground, feeling excruciating pain all over her body, as if her internal organs had shifted.
He struggled to get up, only to find that many of his bones were broken and his meridians were severely damaged. Every movement felt like being pierced by a thousand arrows.
He swayed and barely managed to stand up, his eyes filled with despair and fear.
He knew in his heart that the gap between his strength and Fang Han's was too great, so great that it was like an insurmountable chasm. He no longer had the ability to fight Fang Han.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, the short sword that was originally suspended in the air shot over like a bolt of lightning, so fast that no one had time to react.
The short knife pierced his collarbone, and the enormous impact sent his body flying like a kite.
In the end, he was pinned to the trunk of another large tree by his own short knife.
Blood gushed from the wound, staining his clothes and the thick tree trunk red.
But he wanted to break free, yet he couldn't.
Fang Han remained indifferent. With a casual wave of his hand, several extremely sharp energy blades slashed towards Yun Zhilan like razor blades.
Wherever the air blade passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
Yun Zhilan felt a sharp pain in her dantian, as if she had been pierced by a sharp blade. Then, all eight extraordinary meridians were severed.
He felt his inner energy dissipate instantly, and he collapsed like a lump of mud, becoming a complete cripple.
Although he originally looked like an old man, he was full of energy and even gave people a sense of superiority and oppression. But now, he looks like a dying old man, without any vitality.
"Yun Zhilan, you just stay here and slowly savor the taste of this living hell."
Fang Han spoke slowly, his voice as cold as ice, like a chilling wind from the deepest hell, piercing straight into the depths of Yun Zhilan's soul.
His gaze toward Yun Zhilan was devoid of any warmth, filled with icy indifference.
Yun Zhilan hung from that thick tree, his limbs dangling limply, blood gushing from his wounds, pooling beneath him in a shocking sight.
Given the extent of his injuries, as long as he continues to bleed, he will be tormented by endless pain until the very last moment of his life.
Jackson Wang and Wang Muxue stood aside, watching the tragic scene before them, their hearts sinking into the abyss of despair.
They had been expecting Fang Han to be instantly obliterated by Yun Zhilan's thunderous punches.
But who could have imagined that Fang Han's strength far exceeded their comprehension?
In their eyes, Fang Han was not only a powerful expert with a strong Divine Sense Realm cultivation, but also possessed an unbelievable and terrifying physical strength beneath his seemingly thin body.
Among the experts at the Divine Sense stage, Fang Han was undoubtedly the most outstanding, like an insurmountable mountain standing in their way.
They even secretly speculated that even if Mei Ruohua, the Valley Master of Divine Doctor Valley, came here in person, he would probably find it difficult to gain any advantage over Fang Han.
"Mr. Fang, please, don't kill us..."
Yun Zhilan's two female disciples were already pale with fright, their legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud. Tears streamed down their faces, their voices trembled, and they continued to plead with Fang Han.
Fang Han glanced at them coldly and said indifferently, "It seems that neither of you were involved in turning me into a medicine man. Today, I can spare your lives. However, after you return, immediately inform your Valley Master, Mei Ruohua, and ask her to give me an explanation for turning me into a medicine man. Otherwise, I don't mind killing my way to Divine Doctor Valley and completely eradicating your sect's lineage."
His voice, though soft, carried an unquestionable authority, as if it were a decree from heaven, leaving no room for disobedience.
"Thank you, Mr. Fang, for sparing our lives. We will definitely relay your words to the Valley Master in their entirety."
The women in red and white dresses, as if granted a pardon, quickly struggled to their feet and kowtowed to Fang Han in gratitude.
Then, they hurriedly ran to fetch their horses, their movements flustered and urgent. Soon, without looking back, they galloped away and disappeared into the vast night.
After the two female disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley had completely disappeared from sight, Fang Han's gaze, like a sharp lightning bolt, slowly swept towards Wang Jiaer and Wang Muxue.
“Wang Jiaer, Wang Muxue, I will spare your lives today. However, your Wang family did not come to Yanming City alone. The Feng family patriarch, Wang Anguo, and the Feng family patriarch, Feng Wudi, have come in secret. You must find Feng Wudi as quickly as possible and tell the Feng family that if they do not come to my Fang family to apologize within three days, I will wipe out their entire family.”
Fang Han said calmly.
His gaze carried an irresistible sense of oppression, causing Jackson Wang and Wang Muxue to shiver involuntarily.
Wang Muxue was slightly taken aback, her heart filled with doubt. She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "The Feng family has come to Yanming City, so why does the Wang family have to seek revenge? What is the reason behind this?"
Looking at her confused expression, Fang Han sneered, "I killed Wang Changlong, Feng Zhaoyi, and Wang Wei. Although the Feng family heard about this, they didn't completely believe what Feng Shaofeng said. They found it hard to imagine that I had the strength to destroy the Feng family. So, they sent your Wang family to be the scapegoats to test my strength."
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