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I have to say that the Yan family is still powerful. The weapons in the hands of these warriors are all of very good quality. Each one emits a cold light, as if it can cut through everything.

Hope shone in their eyes again. After all, with weapons in hand, they had the confidence to fight Fang Jun. They believed that as long as they could injure Fang Jun, the victory of this battle would still belong to them.

"Go to hell, you bastard!" One of them shouted angrily, his voice filled with deep hatred and determination.

He swung the long sword in his hand suddenly, bringing with it an extremely sharp sword wind, as if it was going to split the air in two, and even wanted to split Fang Jun's tall body in half.

The knife flashed with a cold edge. At this moment, there was only Fang Jun in his eyes and the fatal blow that was about to fall.

Fang Jun's reaction was extremely fast. He could withstand the bombardment of those fists, but that didn't mean he would be stupid enough to use his flesh and blood body to resist the sharp blade.

His body was as flexible as a swimming fish, and he dodged the fatal knife at the critical moment. The wind from the knife brushed the corner of his clothes, causing a piece of his clothes to flutter, but it also made him secretly alert in his heart, thinking that the opponent's strength should not be underestimated.

At this time, Yan Sandao also rushed over. He was like a tiger ready to attack. At this moment, he finally showed the true meaning behind his name - no one can stop him with three swords.

His short sword flew in the air, and every swing was accompanied by a terrifying gust of wind, as if even the air was cut open by it. Yan Sandao's strength was so great that if he were not for the extraordinary existence of Ma Kuang, he would be able to dominate the world and look down on the heroes.

It must be said that Yan Sandao was indeed a tough opponent. Each of his attacks was precise and deadly, forcing Fang Jun to concentrate on dealing with it.

At the same time, other warriors also rushed up. The weapons in their hands were varied, but they all emitted a cold light. They were like a group of hungry wolves, trying to tear Fang Jun, the lone wolf, into pieces.

Dozens of warriors joined forces, and various weapons kept hitting Fang Jun. Amid the flashes of swords and sabers, Fang Jun's figure moved left and right, forward and backward, like a small boat struggling in the wind and waves, appearing shaky and dangerous.

For a moment, Fang Jun's situation looked a little dangerous, as if he might be overwhelmed by the surging offensive at any time. However, there was an unyielding light in his eyes, which was a desire for victory and a willingness to face challenges head-on.

"Dad, let me help!" There was a hint of urgency in Fang Qingxue's voice. She shook her hand and quickly took out a soft sword with a cold glow from her waist. The tip of the sword lightly tapped the ground, as if she would turn into a silver lightning at any time and rush forward to help in the battle.

However, as soon as she took a step forward, she was gently stopped by Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's eyes were calm and deep. He said calmly, "Why are you panicking? If your father can't even deal with these people, then you should just quit Tianhai. He has adapted to the current situation now. Those people are no match for him. Just watch quietly."

There was an unquestionable firmness in his tone, as if he had absolute confidence in Fang Jun's ability.

Fang Qingxue heard this, although she was still a little worried, but looking at Xiao Chen's determined eyes, she finally chose to believe it. She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, stood there quietly waiting, the soft sword in her hand trembled slightly, but she didn't rush forward after all.

The air around seemed to be frozen, and the only sounds could be heard coming from afar were the sounds of fighting and the crisp sounds of weapons clashing.

Fang Qingxue's palms were covered with beads of sweat as she held the sword tightly, but her eyes were always firmly fixed on Fang Jun, hoping that he could turn the danger into safety. As expected, Fang Qingxue was not disappointed. After a moment, Fang Jun finally showed his power.

He roared, as if the power he had accumulated for a long time had completely exploded at this moment. He punched out, and on his fist, a blazing flame condensed. The flame was like a blazing fire, illuminating the surrounding darkness and also illuminating the pale faces of the warriors who besieged him.

That punch, with destructive force, seemed to turn everything into ashes. Fang Jun's figure was looming in the flames, like a god of war reborn from the ashes, which made people feel awe.

And those warriors who had originally tried to besiege him, in the face of this power, showed looks of fear and despair. Their attacks began to become messy and weak, as if they could be swallowed up by this power at any time.

Crack! A series of crisp metal breaking sounds rang out, like a discordant note in a piece of music, shocking people.

The weapons in the hands of several warriors in front of him were smashed to pieces under this irresistible force, and the fragments flew everywhere, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, but with a biting chill.

And that fist, like a boulder in the raging waves, did not pause at all, continuing to move forward, unstoppable.

Bang! With a loud noise, the five warriors were blown away by the aftermath of the punch like fallen leaves blown by a strong wind. Their figures drew arcs in the air and finally fell to the ground powerlessly.

When they fell to the ground, they were already dead, with fear and unwillingness still on their faces. The power of this punch was so terrifying that it seemed as if even the air was torn apart by it, leaving cracks visible to the naked eye.

Fang Jun did not stop. His fists were like lightning in a storm, more fierce than the opponent's weapons.

Almost every punch would send four or five people flying. Their bodies tumbled in the air, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, and finally they fell to the ground powerlessly, with no telling whether they were dead or alive.

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There was no mercy or hesitation in Fang Jun's eyes, only a desire for victory and ruthlessness towards the enemy.

Yan Sandao looked at this scene in amazement, his eyes full of shock and fear.

He suddenly turned around, like a frightened rabbit, and came to the back of the crowd. His heartbeat quickened, his breathing became rapid, as if he might collapse at any moment. Then, he turned around and ran away without any hesitation or lingering feelings.

If you don't escape now, you'll lose your life.

Yan Sandao's heart was filled with despair and helplessness. He could see that even if they joined forces, they would never be a match for Fang Jun. What's more, there was Xiao Chen who had not taken action. If Xiao Chen took action, they would be even more doomed.

Fang Jun ignored Yan Sandao's escape. His attention was completely focused on the tough enemies in front of him.

Although he had the urge to chase Yan Sandao, the current situation did not allow him to be distracted. He knew that if he chased Yan Sandao at this moment, he might not only miss the opportunity, but also give the enemy in front of him an opportunity to take advantage. (End of this chapter)