Seeing that no one was catching up, Han Fan returned to his surroundings again, he knew that he had made the right bet, the focus of the Five Realms cultivators was to protect the youth, and the life and death of others were not important to him.

He knew that time was running out for him, and that the young man would cry out for help.

While planning his next move, he was about to call out excitedly, he actually killed a monk of the Five Realms with one blow, what kind of concept is this? It is not unheard of to fight Han Fen across the border, but this is the first time that this is the first time, and the mantra of the word "attack" is stronger than he understands.

Forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart, Han Fan kept taking deep breaths until he completely calmed down.

Dawn, dawn.

When the sun was shining, the nervous mood of the young people finally relaxed, and they survived the long night.

At this moment, Han Fen, who had been lurking around, moved.

Even at full speed, there is no sound momentum, it is really like an ethereal ghost.

Han Fan's target this time was not another Five Realms cultivator, nor a young man, but a Four Realms peak cultivator in his entourage.

This time period is when people are most relaxed, and even Uncle Liang was stunned at that moment.

It wasn't until Han Fan got closer to twenty meters that he could react, because they formed a circle, there was no dead spot visually.

"It's Han Fan!" The peak monk of the Four Realms only cared about saying this, and then Han Fan had already punched his stomach, and the violent red-gold energy entered his body.

Without waiting for the other party to react, the other hand lifted the monk's collar and withdrew.

At this time, Uncle Liang had already condensed a silver giant shield to protect him and the young man inside.

However, Han Fan had no intention of attacking the young man at all, which made Uncle Liang's preparation fall short, and the remaining Four Realms peak cultivator reacted and was about to chase after him, but was stopped again.

"It's important to protect the young master. ”

"Uncle Liang, the little one also knows the severity, but are we just watching it like this? I'm next!" The Four Realms monk was already unspeakable.

"Smack. The young man's folding fan slapped him in the face, "Rubbish!"

"Waste is waste, I don't want to die. The Four Realms cultivators condensed their spiritual energy on their feet, and a few flashes actually left directly.

Uncle Liang trembled angrily, dodged and chased after him, he pinched his mouth and opened his mouth, and a streamer flew out of his mouth, penetrating the corpse of the monk of the Four Realms in an instant.

Han Fan had already run away, and the Four Realms monks were like a chicken in his hands.

With a "bang", Han Fan threw the monk of the four realms out, and the monk hit the tree and slid to the ground.

"Did you kill those three brothers?" As soon as the monk got up, Han Fan had already re-inforced, his left hand against the position of his dantian, and the monk could feel the violent energy in his hand.

"It's not that I'm not me, it's all done by the Five Realms monk, and he has been killed by you. The monk was terrified.

"All three brothers are dead?" Han Fan's voice became emotionless.

"I didn't ...... No, one of them ran away, and Song Bu sent two peak monks to find it. The monk gave it all.

"Song Bu?" Han Fan wondered.

"It's our young master, the young man at the peak of the Three Realms. When the monk had finished speaking, he felt that it was not enough, so he added: "One of them stayed, and gave them time to escape, and the last one escaped and died, and I chased the one who escaped." ”

Han Fan couldn't judge for a while, he felt that what the monk should say was true.

The monk looked at Han Fan with horror on his face, and the prayer and longing in his eyes were about to overflow.

Seeing this scene, Han Fan couldn't make up his mind.

He was simply ordered to hunt down, and in the end, the target of the chase fled, seemingly innocent. But what if the target doesn't escape?

What is this called, attempted murder, or is it a last resort?

If you really have to analyze many things thoroughly, it will be endless, and the final result may be that you will fall into a dead circle and can't get out.

Han Fan quickly made a decision, he abolished one of the monk's fingers, and with a terrible scream, Han Fan let go of him, retreated into the lush jungle, and said:

"I'm not sure how many strange beasts you'll attract from your cries, but they won't show the same mercy as I do. ”

When the monk heard this, his expression was overjoyed, and he staggered up and quickly evacuated, the feeling of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made him forget the pain of his severed finger for a while.

Han Fan doesn't bother with whether what he did today is reasonable, he has his own standard of judgment, maybe this standard is inconsistent with what everyone thinks is good and evil, but he doesn't care.

Whether the monk was helpless or helpless, he finally carried out the young man's order to hunt down one of the three brothers, and although he did not succeed in the end, he still had to take responsibility for his choice.

This is the standard of Han Fen.

It was the little finger that was abolished for the monk, and whether it was with a sword or a knife, it basically had no effect.

This level of punishment couldn't be lighter, if Han Fan knew that he was the murderer who killed the third brother, I don't know what his reaction would be.

What the monk didn't know was that Han Fan didn't leave, but followed him all the time.

The monk ran for an hour before stopping, "Heh, Han Fan is nothing more than that. He held his knees and gasped for air.

"The experience of the rivers and lakes is too shallow! The master can easily deceive him by acting a play. The monk was relieved, patted his clothes, and walked away.

A hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

The monk's whole body tensed, and his hairs exploded.

"This brother, if you have something to say, I will give you whatever you want. The monk spoke, trembling.

"I think...... I want you to tell the truth, so I'll trade your life for it, okay?"

When the monk heard this, he was stunned.

He knelt down with a bang and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll tell you everything, don't kill me." ”

"......" no one answered.

The monk waited, but no one spoke, so he quietly turned his head to look. This sight made him unforgettable for the rest of his life, and he was almost out of his body with fright.

I saw Han Fan looking at him calmly, there was no angry look, and there was no sign of the mountain rain coming, everything seemed to be normal.

But when the monk saw Han Fan's eyes, he clearly remembered those eyes, indifferent and calm, as if he was a demon god high above, treating mortal life as ants.

That kind of disregard for life, and the insipidity of life and death, made the monk fall into an ice cave.

"Tell you the truth, I'm not going to kill you. Han Fan's voice was not emotional.

"One of the three brothers did escape, but the one we chased is dead. At first, it was because they came out to dissuade us from looking for you anymore, saying how horrible you are. Our young master embarrassed the three of them, and the conflict broke out in the end, and then there was something later. The monk gave it all.

"You ......" Before the monk could say anything more, he saw his expression twitch and cold sweat flowing.

Han Fan slowly pulled out the dagger that stabbed the cultivator's dantian. "According to the agreement, I will spare your life and only abolish your cultivation. ”

"You ......" the monk repeated the word "you" but there was no more.

Han Fan let out a long roar, and the surrounding branches and leaves of the earthquake were constantly shaking.

The monk watched Han Fan's figure disappear into the forest in an instant, struggled to his feet, and fled step by step.

Without cultivation and injury, his current state is not even as good as an ordinary person, Han Fan's howling just now will definitely attract many strange beasts, and he can only try his best to evacuate now.

"Demon monk, so vicious!" the monk was full of sorrow.

The continuous bleeding from the wound caused his strength to drain rapidly, and finally he simply sat down with the trunk of the tree, at this speed, he could not run for another half an hour, not to mention that this was the Ancient Forest.

There was a movement in the weeds, and the monk stared at it as a leopard with purple spots slowly stepped out of the bushes.

The monk looked at the beast at the peak of the fourth order in front of him, and before he died, he puffed up his breath and shouted:

"Han Fan, I curse you not to die!"

Han Fan, who was chasing after the young man, only paused slightly when he heard this roar, and his expression did not change in the slightest.