Master Han's strength has reached S level. This is something that no one expected. Although the Tianmen Society was a big gang in Jinghai City back then, since Ye Tianlong left, the entire Tianmen Society's elites have been replaced by Feng Jiating.
Killing, repelling, repelling, there are no masters left, otherwise they would not have been defeated so quickly. Moreover, in recent years, Han Shao and the other three have fled to Hong Kong. It stands to reason that they are all guys who want to have enough food and clothing, especially
It's Young Master Han, who is simply a role model for young masters. It's a miracle that such a man didn't die on a woman's belly, but how could he still have S-level cultivation?
However, these are not issues that Ye Xingchen should consider now. The error in intelligence allowed Mr. Han to hurt Luo Yin and leave, but his absolute strength did not allow him to leave just like that.
The speed of Ye Xingchen and Zifeng has reached the extreme. In fact, their strength has already exceeded the limit of ordinary people, and the potential of the human body is constantly stimulated. At this time, even the world's 100-meter champion will never be so fast.
, the most important point is, the ability to run continuously is beyond the reach of even marathon runners.
It took more than five minutes at most, Ye Xingchen and others had already found Han Shao's escape route. Although he had reached S level and injured Luo Yin unprepared, it did not mean that his strength was as strong as Luo Yin's.
Above all, strength is often just a condition for victory. Although Luo Yin was defeated by carelessness, he hit Young Master Han with one palm. Although no blood spurted out on the spot, he experienced such an all-out escape, and his body was filled with blood.
His internal injuries were even more serious, bloodshot eyes were hanging from the corners of his mouth, and some blood stains were left on the road.
"He's around..." Ye Xingchen had stopped walking, and his star-like eyes were scanning everything in the woods next to him.
"Whoosh!" Zifeng was even more direct. The Purple Moon Knife in his hand crossed directly, and a purple light lit up. The branches and leaves were directly cut off by the knife. The strong knife aura made Han Xiaoyu hide in the woods.
His whole body trembled involuntarily, and during this tremor, Ye Xingchen had already discovered his location, and immediately ran towards him.
As if aware that his position had been discovered, Han Xiaoyu stood up and ran to the other side. Now that he was at a critical moment of life and death, his potential was completely stimulated. His speed was twice as fast as usual, and his skills became extremely powerful.
Agile, like a monkey in the jungle.
Soon, Young Master Han rushed out of the woods. This place was close to the city. At this time, it was surrounded by private houses, but the population was relatively sparse. Young Master Han didn't say anything, and ran towards an alley. He hoped to rely on the intricate streets of the alley.
The terrain throws off the two people behind, otherwise they will face death.
But Young Master Han had to stop just after turning a corner. A man with purple hair was standing there with a purple scimitar, his eyes were sharp and cold, and there was an undisguised murderous intention.
came directly.
Zifeng is here, so there is no need to look back. Han Xiaoyu also knows that Ye Xingchen has also arrived. It seems that although he has been practicing hard, his strength is still inferior to them. But is he really dead like this?
Young Master Han is unwilling to give up. He still has great years, he still has many beautiful lovers waiting for him, and he still has a long life to enjoy. How can he die here?
But our classmate Zifeng didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy. He stepped forward and was in front of Han Xiaoyu in an instant. The Ziyuedao in his hand directly shot a purple light towards Han Xiaoyu's neck.
"No..." Han Xiaoyu shouted in his heart. He didn't want to die, and he absolutely couldn't die. The will to survive once again stimulated the potential in Han Xiaoyu's body. He retreated back in an instant, and even avoided Zifeng's knife.
Such a strange movement technique made Zifeng slightly stunned. You must know that even if Han Xiaoyu is an S-level master, there is still a big gap compared with him. Zifeng never knows how to hold back when taking action, otherwise he would not have it.
Feng Shaoyi said, and his moves were all about killing, and he had 100% of his combat power once he struck, but Han Xiaoyu was able to dodge it so easily.
Just as Zifeng was cold, Han Xiaoyu stopped retreating and instead rushed towards Zifeng, with a dagger in his hand, pointing directly at Zifeng's throat.
He clearly understood that Ye Xingchen was still behind, and it was impossible for him to escape. If he wanted to survive, the only way was to kill the two people in front of him. Although he thought this was impossible, Han Xiaoyu, who did not want to die, still planned to fight
spell.
The icy cold light woke up Zifeng, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He gently turned his right hand holding the Ziyue knife, and casually held a beautiful knife flower, and immediately swung away Master Han's knife, and
His Ziyuedao slashed Han Xiaoyu's neck smoothly.
Feeling such a sharp sword energy, Han Xiaoyu knew that the gap between himself and Zifeng and others was not even a tiny bit. Even if he performed at a super level, it would be difficult to kill his opponent. Was he really going to die? His heart was full of unwillingness and regret.
, If I had known this, why didn't I bring more bodyguards? But no matter how unwilling and regretful he felt in his heart, Han Xiaoyu lost his resistance at this moment. After all, the speed of the Purple Moon Knife was so fast that he could not react at all.
the point.
With a sound of "Chi!", the Purple Moon Knife sliced through Han Xiaoyu's neck easily, and a blood arrow spurted out from Han Xiaoyu's neck. All of this seemed so normal, but Ye Xingchen had been thinking about it since he arrived.
He didn't move, because he knew that Zifeng could easily kill Han Xiaoyu. Even if Han Xiaoyu burst out with amazing strength one after another, he was watching all of this quietly, but just when Zifeng scratched Han Xiaoyu's neck
In an instant, Ye Xingchen's calm face suddenly flashed a look of surprise, and he couldn't help shouting: "Young man, be careful!"
Our classmate Zifeng also felt an icy chill coming from his back. Without thinking at all, he threw himself forward, even though Han Xiaoyu in front of him had not yet fallen.
With a sound of "Chi...", a flash of darkness flashed across Zifeng's back, and a long gash was cut out on Zifeng's back, leaving a faint trace of blood. But none of this mattered. For Zifeng,
Generally speaking, except for some pain, this was not an injury at all, but his face was still full of pain, just because the dagger in Han Xiaoyu's hand, who was supposed to be dead, pierced Zifeng's abdomen...