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Seeing the masked man who had brought him despair fall to the ground, Fang Hanyu's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. 💜🍫 ➅9ѕᕼᵘχ.Ć๏м ♞♨

What a great speed!

What kind of footwork is that?

Fang Hanyu was a first-rate expert after all. Even from behind, he couldn't see Fang Wang's footwork clearly. It was just too fast, and his sword swing was even faster.

He killed a top expert with a single move!

Fang Hanyu suddenly doubted himself. Was he too weak, or was Fang Wang too strong?

Could it be that he is not at the first-rate level?

Fang Wang turned around and wiped the blood off the masked man's body with the blade. Only after the blood on the blade was wiped clean did he sheath the sword.

He looked up at Fang Hanyu and said, "If you can still fight, then go and kill the enemy. Apart from those top experts, you are still very strong."

After saying that, Fang Wang turned and left, using the Shadowless Step to leap over the courtyard wall and disappear into the night.

Fang Hanyu took a deep breath, gripped his sword tightly, and walked in another direction.

……

The Fang family is in chaos, utter chaos!

Thousands of servants are out capturing mysterious men in black. Each of these men is skilled in martial arts, and even the weakest can fight against dozens of servants, not to mention the enormous threat posed by top-level experts.

boom--

Fang Wang's uncle, Fang Shishuang, clashed palms with a man in black. The two were exchanging internal energy, their robes billowing wildly as if they were about to tear apart. The stone slabs beneath their feet shattered, flowers and grass were swept away, and even an old tree ten steps away was shaken.

"Fang Shi, the Supreme Yang Palm master, truly lives up to his reputation. He has already stepped into the pinnacle of martial arts. If you weren't the eldest son of the Fang family, your martial arts skills would be even higher. What a pity!"

The man in black who was exchanging blows with Fang Shi sneered. He was also wearing a mask, a white opera mask with a treacherous grin on it, making him look like a demon in the dead of night.

Fang Shi was already in his prime, and his palms were like scorching hot irons. His true energy was resisting, and his palms were burning red, making the surrounding space appear to ripple slightly.

"A top-tier master, yet he wears a mask, lacking the courage of a martial artist. If I feel sorry for him, then you are laughable!"

Fang Shi snorted coldly, and with a burst of powerful true energy from his arms, the two of them were forced back.

Fang Shi retreated eight steps, while his opponent only retreated five steps; the difference in skill was clear!

This scene made Fang Shi even more nervous. As the person with the highest martial arts skills in the Fang family, if he couldn't even defeat the person in front of him, then the Fang family might really face the danger of being wiped out!

He had previously spotted several figures with extremely fast movements, who were very likely also top-tier experts.

To be able to mobilize so many top-tier experts against the Fang family's forces...

Fang Shi's face grew increasingly grim. He changed the moves with his palms, his true energy surging, and his palms emitted a scorching aura, making them particularly conspicuous under the night sky.

The man in black opposite him was not holding a weapon, but instead raised his right leg, his muscles tense, giving off a terrifying feeling of being ready to pounce.

The two exchanged a glance and then suddenly charged at each other.

boom!boom!boom……

The two engaged in close combat. Fang Shi used his palms, his palm techniques were fierce and powerful, showing a force that could overcome any technique. The man in black was agile, his legs were like sharp whips. Facing Fang Shi's moves, he countered with his legs, his speed was like the wind and his force was like thunder. Sand and stones were kicked up in the courtyard, and streams of energy spread out in disorder, destroying the courtyard.

The servants outside the courtyard looked at them in horror, wanting to help Fang Shi, but unable to find an opportunity to enter.

Hundreds of people surrounded the courtyard, even the walls were lined with them. They nocked arrows and drew their bows, but unfortunately their eyes couldn't keep up with the speed and agility of the men in black.

There were many battles like this in the Fang family mansion; fighting could be seen in the courtyards, corridors, gardens, and even on the rooftops.

Although the Fang family didn't have many martial arts masters, they had quite a few disciples and servants who practiced martial arts. After all, Fang Meng was a Duke who had earned his reputation through battlefield exploits, and he was one of the ten founding generals of the Great Qi Dynasty. At the height of his power, he could even command three armies on his own.

Even though Fang Meng relinquished his military power, his inherent competitive spirit continued to be passed down in the Fang family.

Apart from Fang Shi, the men in black had the upper hand in all other battles. These assassins were all highly skilled in martial arts, and even when outnumbered, they handled the situation with ease. People from the Fang family were dying every moment.

A murderous aura and terror enveloped the Fang residence!

Although Fang Wang possessed legendary martial arts skills, he was ultimately just a powerful mortal. He couldn't create clones of himself. As he moved forward quickly, more and more men in black died at his hands.

This scene was witnessed by one person who stood on the tallest building in the Fang family mansion, a tower containing all the books in the Fang family's collection. He stood at the top of the tower, hidden in the night.

It was that Taoist priest in green.

"His martial arts skills are quite good; he is truly among the best in the martial arts world. If I hadn't come, perhaps the Prime Minister's plan would have failed."

The Taoist priest in green smirked, a look of disdain on his face.

Those who practice martial arts are ultimately just ordinary people; no matter how strong they are, they are no match for him!

He's cultivating to become an immortal!

The Taoist in green raised his left hand, and a yellow talisman flew out from his sleeve, hovering above his palm. The talisman emitted light, illuminating his face.

Just then, the Taoist in green glanced in a certain direction. Following his gaze, one could see a girl in red standing atop an old tree, gazing at him from afar.

Zhou Xue!

Looking at the Taoist in blue, Zhou Xue's gaze was icy cold, filled with a chilling killing intent.

"It's him! I really have been reborn!"

As Zhou Xue thought to herself, for the past seven days, she had had a feeling of unreality, as if it were all a dream or an illusion. Only today, when she saw the figure from the depths of her memory that had brought her despair, did she feel that she had truly been reborn.

Hatred!

Killing intent!

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There's even a hint of excitement!

The Taoist in green frowned as he sensed Zhou Xue's gaze.

For some reason, Zhou Xue made him feel very dangerous. His first reaction was that she was also a cultivator, but upon closer inspection, he found that she did not have the aura of a cultivator or any magical artifacts.

The Taoist in green immediately leaped into the air, like a hawk soaring through the night sky, and charged towards Zhou Xue.

Zhou Xue immediately leaped down from the tree and disappeared into the night. The vast darkness was like daytime to the Taoist in green, and he quickly approached Zhou Xue.

The Taoist in green lightly touched the courtyard wall with his toes, as light as a swallow. While still in the air, he waved his whisk with his right hand and swept it toward Zhou Xue. Almost instantly, Zhou Xue suddenly turned around and threw five darts. The five darts drew five different arcs and flew toward the Taoist in green.

The Taoist in green raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashing with even more murderous intent.

……

boom!

A figure crashed through the courtyard wall, sending shards of stone flying. He collapsed onto the stone path like a lump of mud, his limbs twisted unnaturally, a truly gruesome sight.

Fang Wang retracted his right leg, which was dangling in mid-air, and stared at the corpse in front of him with a cold expression.

Tonight was his first time killing someone, but he felt no discomfort because he had seen many people from the Fang family die tragically, some of whom were even his own clansmen. Hatred had taken over his mind.

He has already killed thirty-seven men in black, the weakest of whom were second-rate experts, and three of them were top-tier experts.

His performance was witnessed by many clansmen and servants, but the Fang family was still in danger, and no one had time to marvel at his strength. He only had the task of killing the enemy in his eyes.

He leaped toward the main hall of the manor. His parents were inside the hall, and he charged toward it all the way, fearing for their safety.

With his legendary martial arts skills, Fang Wang could kill all the men in black along the way without using his inner energy. He always kept his inner energy in reserve, using the most ruthless moves to end the lives of his enemies.

Not long after.

Fang Wang fought his way to the area around the main hall of the mansion. There were as many as five hundred servants there, completely surrounding the courtyard. There were already more than a dozen corpses of men in black.

Fang Wang arrived, covered in dust, his white robes unstained by blood. The servants recognized him and quickly made way for him.

Upon arriving at the main hall and seeing that her parents were still there, Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wang'er, come here quickly, it's dangerous outside!"

When Fang Wang's mother, Madam Jiang, saw him, she hurriedly waved and called out.

Fang Yin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his son was alright. Just as he was about to speak, a huge roar came from the west, and everyone turned to look.

Fang Wang also turned his head to look, and a golden light shone on his face, causing his pupils to dilate.

If he was like this, then everyone else was dumbfounded, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

To the west, a dazzling golden light rose from between the buildings, and beneath that light stood a figure, holding the golden light aloft, with his back to the bright moon. Fang Wang's exceptional eyesight allowed him to see the figure clearly.

It was a Taoist priest in green robes, standing on one foot on a wooden sword, holding a whisk in his right hand, and raising his left hand high above his head, with a yellow talisman in his palm, constantly emitting golden light, dazzling and bright.

"What is that?"

"How is that possible? How can a person be in the air?"

"It's a ghost! A ghost is going to destroy our Fang family!"

"It must be a magic trick. Even the most skilled martial artist couldn't stand in mid-air!"

"If it were a magic trick, how could so many experts have attacked the Fang residence tonight?"

The Fang family members around them were in shock and a sense of panic was spreading. Even the servants with weapons were frightened, and some even knelt down and kowtowed, praying.

Fang Wang immediately took a step and rushed towards the direction of the Taoist in green, a scene witnessed by Madam Jiang.

"Wang'er, where are you going?"

Jiang shouted, drawing many people's attention to Fang Wang. Fang Wang didn't turn his head, but simply raised the sword in his hand, leaped up like a roc spreading its wings, and jumped several feet high, landing on the roof in the distance. He then rushed away. This scene made many members of the Fang family stare wide-eyed.

Sanlangjun exclaimed in astonishment, "Fifth brother, Wang'er's lightness skill is incredible! Even I, your eldest brother, couldn't leap that high!"

Fang Yin was stunned, staring at Fang Wang's departing figure, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The patriarch, Fang Meng, who was being supported, stared intently at the Taoist in blue, his attention unmoved by Fang Wang. His face was more grim than ever before, and he slowly uttered three words, audible only to himself:

"Cultivators!"

……

In the dilapidated courtyard, Zhou Xue, her hair slightly disheveled, looked up at the Taoist priest in blue robes who stood high above her. She wiped the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth, her left arm clearly dislocated and hanging down naturally.

"Little girl, what a potent poison! This is definitely not something an ordinary person could concoct. What sect or school are you from? Could it be Qingchan Valley?" The Taoist in green robes looked down at Zhou Xue and asked coldly.

Zhou Xue frowned, and said coldly, "What other treasures are you hiding on you?"

Upon hearing this, a murderous glint flashed in the blue-robed Taoist's eyes, his killing intent uncontrollable. He coldly snorted, "Fine, if you won't talk, then die!"

He suddenly pointed the yellow talisman at Zhou Xue, and countless golden rays burst forth from the talisman like a torrential downpour, striking at Zhou Xue. Zhou Xue immediately jumped away, but the golden rays were even faster.

"Damn it! I never expected that this mere Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator would possess two magical artifacts. No wonder we couldn't track him down back then; he must have a powerful background!"

Zhou Xue thought anxiously, filled with resentment, "Do I have to use that move?"

Just as she was about to be hit, an arm grabbed her shoulder, and a tremendous force pulled her away from the attack of the golden rays. The golden rays fell to the ground, piercing through the courtyard wall, stone slabs, and tree trunks, with extreme sharpness.

Zhou Xue turned her head and saw Fang Wang's handsome profile, which looked slightly childish.