Knowing that now is not the time to fight hard, they still have to consume their leader, as long as his spirit is completely destroyed, the rest of the people will be scattered.

A fleeting shadow slowly disappeared into the air, and the most injured were terrified to the extreme, looking around with wariness.

He ignored the most basic problem: the wound was bleeding all the time, and if he attacked him a few times with all his might, he would die of bleeding.

What Hou Bufan did was to let himself die, so as to break the last psychological defense of several people.

The idiot was very cooperative, and when he finished the third move, he also became shaky, and when the three of them looked at him, he fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

"Let's withdraw, Mazi is dead!"

The old man didn't want to withdraw, but the other party's attack methods were so frightening that he was so frightening that he was consuming a huge amount of power, so if he didn't leave, he might really explain it here.

Not far from them, several shadows appeared with cruel smiles on their faces, and the last one made a gesture of wiping his throat.

The old man could wait, but the two middle-aged men didn't dare to stay here, and fled to two different lines of defense.

Hou Bufan didn't chase them, he appeared twenty meters in front of the old man, his index finger swinging in the air, staring at him with disdain.

The provocations again and again really made the old man extremely angry, and he didn't think about his current state at all.

He didn't use stealth, and swaggered quickly with his long knife.

At the moment when the two were about to fight, Hou Bufan created an afterimage of an attack on the spot, and the person hid next to the shadow. When he attacked 'himself', a thunderous blow instantly acted on him, and the iron palm hit him directly in the chest.

Before he could react, his palm turned into an inch fist, attacking him in the heart one after another.

The old man's face was full of disbelief at this time, blood flowed out of all seven orifices, and his slightly raised arm was instantly cut off by the hand knife.

"Kung fu is good, but it doesn't work here!" pointed to his head, and he fell to the ground very unwillingly.

The long knife cut off the old man's neck again, and then quickly disappeared in place.

Hou Bufan deliberately let go of the two enemies with deep meaning, as long as one of them found their large army and brought them the fear he had just experienced with them, even if the other party did not leave, his combat power would drop by almost half when he encountered him.

Originally, the two of them would not have met their own people, but one of them was so flustered that his feet slipped and rolled down the uphill slope.

The landing point happened to be behind the last person, and when he turned around vigilantly and slashed at him, he recognized that it was his own person.

"Why are you here if you don't go ahead and search?"

"All, all dead, all dead!Evil, demon, run, run!" shouted the last word, and immediately broke free from the people around him, and ran into the distance.

His attackers were stunned, but soon found their heads and told them exactly what they had just seen.

The old man didn't believe that the other party could kill a team of people in half an hour, and immediately gave a few orders to his own people. All his men left his side and searched cautiously.

He is not afraid, it does not mean that the twenty people around him are not afraid, and two of them are cowardly muttering about it.

As the two of them became more and more talkative, some people who were not firm in their positions also joined the discussion, and soon the twenty people were divided into two factions.

Hou Bufan approached this side at this time, and found that there were nearly ten people trembling forward, and nodded slightly and moved forward.

When the enemy appeared in range, Thunder deliberately deflected a single blow, controlling only three people, and successfully killed them.

The remaining seven shouted and stammered to each other back to back.

After giving up hunting them, run farther away.

The suspicious enemy waited for more than twenty seconds without seeing him appear, and a slightly more daring man tried to flee to the left.

He took the lead in fleeing, and the people around him did the same, fleeing from different directions.

"My plan has succeeded, it depends on how much appeal that mysterious adult has!" Hou Bufan said as he hid behind a big tree and recovered.

The fleeing had no idea where they had fled, and soon someone was spotted by the leader and angrily inquired about the situation.

"Great, my lord, it's not me who waits, don't do our best, the enemy is too cunning!"

His expression and words really made many people have a shadow in their hearts, and they all looked at him with expectant eyes.

The mysterious man was a burly middle-aged man, his brows furrowed slightly, and he thought about it and said: "Everyone follows me, and I can't get out of my sight! Since he wants to play, I will have a good time with him!"

A large crowd followed him, and people who were not part of the group kept talking about their experiences in fits and starts.

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention! Several timid people unconsciously trembled when the scene he described appeared in their hearts.

Fear is still spreading, and the only ones who have not been affected are the four masters.

At this time, they didn't know that they had entered Hou Bufan's ambush circle, calculated the distance, and slowly approached the few people walking behind with stealth.

One of the four was the one who had fled earlier, and in order to create the greatest panic for them, he killed only the two on the far left and deliberately spared the two on the right.

"He's, he's coming! he's coming!"

"Ahh

The crazy words of the two made the rest of the people scared to the extreme, and they followed a few masters and quickly looked around.

Hou Bufan had long been hiding far away, no matter how they looked for him, it was impossible to find him.

"Everybody in a circle, back to back search!" shouted the second-highest ranking member of the group.

Watching the enemy come step by step, Hou Bufan's heart blossomed, as long as one person was killed, the psychological defense line of this group of people would be completely broken.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and he rushed into the enemy with a phantom strike, and with a stream of swords in his hand and a golden sword aura, he instantly killed the two most feared people.

The rest of the people who reacted first quickly fled backwards.

Their heads are also idiots, and now it's better not to speak, but he shouted: "Come back, come back!"

Such words undoubtedly made the extremely frightened people speed up their escape, and less than ten people stayed in place and did not run.

"Pretend to be a ghost, and if you have the ability, you will come out and fight three hundred rounds!" shouted a man close to thirty years old as he stared angrily at his surroundings.

Hou Bufan is now far away from them, although he heard the shout, he said in his heart: "The rest of the people are really difficult to deal with, you have to add fire to them!"

Finding a place where enemies would definitely come to find it, I simply laid some traps around it, and waited for them to die with a smile on my face.