Han Feng tried his best to restrain his breath and quietly touched the middle level magician's back. The guy was still anxiously circling in circles, waiting for his men to come back and report, unaware that death had come to the door.

Han Feng lurked about three feet away and stopped. This is already the limit distance, and further on, it is very likely that the other party will find out. With a distance of only three feet, Han Feng is confident that he will control the situation in his own hands before the opponent reacts, and will definitely not give the opponent a chance to counterattack.

Taking a deep breath, the green tendons on Han Feng's hand holding the short knife bulged, and a trace of sweat oozed from his forehead. He was waiting, waiting for the best time for him to burst out. Whenever the target turned around and came back, Han Feng subconsciously pressed his body lower, for fear that he would find out. When he turned his head again, Han Feng would return to a state where he could attack at any time.

Time passed slowly, Han Feng never found a suitable opportunity to do it, and his heart gradually became anxious. Those few junior mages who were searching around had been gone for quite some time, and could come back at any time. If he waited until they returned, Han Feng's plan to break them one by one would come to an end. It took so much effort to finally form the current situation, and Han Feng was unwilling to return in vain.

Let's wait and see, there is really no suitable opportunity, and I can only force my hand to see if I can catch the other party off guard. If he really had to wait for the other people to come back, the situation would be even more unfavorable for him. Han Feng suppressed the idea of making a move right away, and decided to wait patiently for a while. If there is a suitable opportunity, it is best, even if it is not, he will do it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Han Feng's mind! He was really stupid, he didn't have a suitable opportunity, so wouldn't it be good to create an opportunity by himself? He actually pinned his hopes on illusory luck, it was really stupid. Thinking of this, Han Feng quietly stepped back and began to prepare for his chance.

A few minutes later, Han Feng touched it back with a hint of a smile on his face. Han Feng didn't follow the same path when he came back this time, but chose to approach from the side. This makes him much more dangerous to be discovered, and he has to be extra careful when approaching. After all, Han Feng had never done this kind of thing before, it was common for him to lurk close to demonic beasts, and he really hadn't tried to sneak close to people. A few times, they were almost discovered, but fortunately, there was no danger in the end.

Lying on the ground carefully, Han Feng secretly estimated the time in his heart. According to his plan, the time is almost up, and it could be at any time. Although his arrangement cannot be said to be a clever calculation, it is also ingenious and simple enough. Anyway, he just wanted to use that little arrangement to distract his target so that he could take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack.

"Whew..." Suddenly, the sound of leaves shaking came from not far away, sounding like something was making as it made through the jungle. The anxious mid-level magician turned to look in the direction from which the voice came. He was a little suspicious that Han Feng did not go far, but hid nearby. When he turned around, he was facing back to Han Feng, who was about to move.

Opportunity!

As soon as the intermediate magician turned around, Han Feng, who was lying on the ground, burst into trouble. All of this is a script set by Han Feng in advance. Because he didn't have enough time for him to lay out an overly complicated mechanism, Han Feng simply made a huge block of ice from the tree and froze it directly on the tree. Of course, he didn't make this big block of ice frozen on the tree too strong, lest he not fall for half a day.

After arranging all this, Han Feng quietly returned, lurked again, and quietly waited for the moment when the frost melted. In the face of an unexpected situation, people will shift their attention to the unexpected event. It's a biological instinct to turn their attention to something that doesn't take any interest in the unexpected event before deciding whether to continue paying attention. And what Han Feng wanted to take advantage of was that short moment.

He has the confidence to subdue his opponent in a split second, making him lose the power to resist. In order to better achieve this, Han Feng took great pains to choose the lurking point. At the risk of being discovered, he sneaked up on the extension line between the ice cube and the target, forming a straight line with the target and the ice cube on the tree. In this way, as long as the intermediate mage who was the target turned his head to look at the ice cube when it fell, he would inevitably turn his back to Han Feng. In this way, extremely favorable conditions were created for Han Feng to make a sneak attack.

Han Feng knew that if he missed this time, then he would have no chance to sneak attack again. Therefore, as soon as he heard the sound of falling ice, he shot with all his strength without a trace of hesitation. The opportunity is fleeting, and if he hesitates, he risks missing the opportunity.

His left arm silently circled the mid-level magician's neck, and he slammed it back with all his might, making sure that the opponent could no longer make a sound. Holding a sharp short knife in his right hand, he stabbed directly into the soft flesh under the ribs. Because Han Feng's goal was not to kill the other party, but to subdue and make it lose the ability to resist, at least before squeezing out everything the other party knew. Han Feng didn't choose some fatal vital points, such as the heart and throat. However, if it is some inconsequential position, it cannot play a clamping role.

So, in the end, he chose to target the subribs. Even if you are stabbed with a short knife here, it will not be fatal. However, it can effectively weaken the opponent's combat effectiveness. This is not a joke. The human ribs have no protection compared to other places. Although the injury under the ribs is not fatal, it will cause extremely intense pain, and the strength of the body will be at least 30%.

To be able to become an intermediate magician, no matter how weak you are, there is a limit. As soon as Han Feng's hand wrapped around the other party's neck, the other party knew that something was wrong. The magic power in his body exploded, as if he wanted to break free of Han Feng's clamps. However, before he could make any moves, Han Feng's left arm suddenly erupted with extremely cold ice magic, clamping his neck even harder. The right hand is not slow, regardless of three, seven or twenty-one, it is a knife to his ribs.

With this stab, the intermediate magician trembled, and the magic of the riot suddenly dissipated. It would have taken a lot of energy to control the magic power, and the severe pain caused by Han Feng's stab under the ribs caused the condensed magic power to lose control and dissipate into nothingness. Of course, this is also the intention of calculating and unintentionally to be so successful. Once you are mentally prepared, even if the pain is intense, you can endure the condensation of magic. It was because of the suddenness of the incident that the magic power condensed by this intermediate magician would instantly collapse under the sudden attack of pain.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be moving. Han Feng put his head to the mid-level magician's ear, and his tone was cold and stiff. While warning, in order to enhance his persuasiveness, he also threateningly turned the short knife inserted under the opponent's ribs.

How painful it would be to insert the knife into the ribs, Han Feng didn't know. He only knew that the captive who was tightly controlled by him convulsed like an electric shock when he turned the short knife. On the pale face, beads of sweat rolled down. However, the scream he was about to blurt out was interrupted by Han Feng's force, and he swallowed it back into his stomach again.

"Who are you?" The mid-level magician who was sent to deal with Han Feng was not simple, and immediately calmed down after the initial panic passed. He no longer struggled, as if the person who had been stabbed was not himself, and calmly questioned Han Feng. "We don't know each other, why are you attacking me?"

"I don't know each other. Hahahahaha! What a nice thing to say!" The short knife in Han Feng's hand did not continue to rotate, but the tone of his voice was still terrifyingly cold. "Yes, you don't know me, and I don't know you. Alright then, let's get to know each other now. Tell me, who sent you?"

"I don't understand what you're saying. The heart of the magician who was restrained by Han Feng jumped, and the sweat on his forehead flowed faster. I don't know if it's nervous or painful. However, his face was impassive. "I don't understand what you're saying?"

"Don't understand?" Han Feng snorted twice, not trying to refute his lie. "Then let's talk about something else. Why do you keep following me?"

The hapless magician was sweating faster, but he was still stubbornly resistant. "We didn't follow you. We··· We were just passing through here. ”

"Passing by. Han Feng smiled, and his smile was unusually bright. "Can you tell me where you're going? Why did you keep passing behind me from Jianghai City? I remember, you all passed by the same place several times. Han Feng was extremely annoyed by this dishonest captive, and the short knife in his hand spun around vigorously as he spoke.

"Woo..." The pain was so intense that the face of the sorcerer who shirked it throbbed. However, he was already mentally prepared, and he forcibly stifled the screams of pain.

"You know what? I don't like hard-headed people. Han Feng seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was explaining to others. "Because it means that I have to spend more time and effort to get what I want to know, even in vain. And I've never been a troublesome person, and I won't do things in vain. ”

In the end, Han Feng erupted with an astonishing killing intent. Sen Han's ice-based magic slowly condensed towards the blade, as if he intended to directly kill the other party.