Mr. Han's strength actually reached the S level, which was something that no one expected. Although the Tianmen Association was a major gang in Jinghai City back then, since Ye Tianlong left, the elites of the Tianmen Association were killed by Feng Jiating and rejected. There were no masters left, otherwise they would not have lost so quickly. Moreover, over the years, Mr. Han and the other two fled to Hong Kong. Logically speaking, they were all guys who were fed and fed and thought about lust, especially Mr. Han, who were simply the example of the young master. It was a miracle that such a person did not die on a woman's belly, but how could he still have S level cultivation?

However, these are not the issues that Ye Xingchen should consider now. The intelligence error allowed Mr. Han to hurt Luo Yin and leave, but his absolute strength did not allow him to leave just like that.

Ye Xingchen and Zi Feng both reached the extreme. In fact, their strength has long broken through the limits of ordinary people, and the potential of the human body is constantly being stimulated. At this time, even the world 100-meter champion is definitely not as fast as this. The most important thing is that the ability to continue running is beyond the reach of marathon athletes.

It took more than five minutes at most, Ye Xingchen and others had already found Mr. Han to escape. Although he reached S level and injured Luo Yin while he was unprepared, it did not mean that his strength was above Luo Yin. Many times, his strength was just a condition for victory. Although Luo Yin was defeated by carelessness, he hit Mr. Han with a palm. Although he did not squirt blood on the spot, he experienced such a full-strength escape. The internal injuries in his body became even more serious. Blood was already hanging on the corner of his mouth, and some blood stains were left on the road.

"He is around..." Ye Xingchen had stopped his pace, and his star-like eyes were just scanning everything in the woods next to him.

"Swoosh!" Zi Feng even more directly, the purple moon knife in his hand slashed directly, and a purple light lit up, and the branches and leaves were cut down by a knife. The strong sword energy made Han Xiaoyu, who was hiding in the woods, tremble all over his body. At this time of trembling, Ye Xingchen had already appeared in his position and ran towards him immediately.

As if he had noticed his position being revealed, Han Xiaoyu got up and ran towards the other side. Now he had reached the critical moment of life and death. His potential was completely stimulated, his degree was twice as high as usual, and his skills became extremely agile, like a monkey in the jungle.

Soon, Mr. Han rushed out of the woods, which was close to the city. At this time, there were a lot of houses around him, but the population was relatively sparse. Mr. Han ran towards an alley without saying a word. He hoped to escape the two people behind him by relying on the complex terrain of the alley, otherwise he would die.

But Young Master Han had to stop just after turning a corner. A man with a purple head was standing there with a purple scimitar twisted, his eyes sharp and cold, and a cold murderous intent rushed over without any concealment.

Zi Feng is here, so there is no need to look back. Han Xiaoyu also knows that Ye Xingchen has arrived. It seems that although he has been practicing hard, his strength is still worse than theirs. But is he really dead like this?

Young Master Han is unwilling to accept that he still has great years, he still has many beautiful lovers waiting for him, and he still has a long life to enjoy, so how can he die here?

But our Zi Feng didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy. He stepped forward and came to Han Xiaoyu in an instant. The purple moon knife in his hand directly brought up a purple light and shot it at Han Xiaoyu's neck.

"No..." Han Xiaoyu shouted in his heart. He didn't want to die, so he would never die. The will to survive made Han Xiaoyu's potential in his body stimulate again. He instantly retreated to the back and actually avoided Zi Feng's sword. Such a strange body technique made Zi Feng slightly surprised. You know, even if Han Xiaoyu is an S-level master, there is a big gap compared to himself. Zi Feng never knows how to keep his move, otherwise there would be no crazy less. His moves are even more killing, and he can kill him with 100% of his combat power, but he was actually avoided so easily by Han Xiaoyu.

Just as Zi Feng was cold, Han Xiaoyu stopped retreating, but instead rushed towards Zi Feng, with a dagger in his hand and pointed directly at Zi Feng'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 unlikely, Han Xiaoyu, who did not want to die, still planned to fight.

The cold cold light woke Zi Feng up, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He gently flipped his right hand tightly, casually tied a beautiful knife flower, and immediately swung Han Shao's knife, and his Zi Yue Jian even took advantage of the situation and slashed Han Xiaoyu's neck.

Feeling such a sharp sword aura, Han Xiaoyu knew that the gap between him and Zi Feng and others was not a small part. Even if he swung his level, he would be difficult to kill his opponent. Would he really die? His heart was full of unwillingness and regret. If he had known this, why would he not have brought more bodyguards? But no matter how unwilling and regretful he was in his heart, Han Xiaoyu lost resistance at this moment. After all, the level of the Ziyue Sword was too fast, so fast that he could not reflect at all.

With a "chi!", the Ziyue Knife easily slashed Han Xiaoyu's neck, and a blood arrow also ejaculated from Han Xiaoyu's neck. All this seemed so ordinary, and Ye Xingchen had never moved since he arrived, because he knew that if he wanted to kill Han Xiaoyu, Zi Feng could do it easily. Even if Han Xiaoyu burst out with amazing strength one after another, he was still watching all this quietly. But just as Zi Feng cut through Han Xiaoyu's neck, Ye Xingchen's calm face suddenly flashed with surprise, and he couldn't help but shout: "Be careful, Crazy Young Master!"

Our student Zi Feng also felt a cold chill coming from behind. Without thinking at all, he rushed forward, even though Han Xiaoyu in front of him had not fallen yet.

With a "chi...", a black flashed by, and a long hole was cut in Zi Feng's back, leaving a faint blood mark. However, none of this matter. For Zi Feng, except for some pain, this was not considered a injury at all, but his face was still full of pain, just because the dagger in Han Xiaoyu's hand, who should have died, stabbed into Zi Feng's lower abdomen...hf();
Chapter completed!