"Want to leave?"
Fang Han snorted coldly.
His <Wind Shadow Step> has reached Minor Accomplishment. How can the speed and flexibility be comparable to Ba Xiong?
He put his foot down a little, and his body was like an arrow leaving the string. He struck first and was behind Ba Xiong in an instant.
The sword flashed continuously!
"Ah--!"
Ba Xiong let out a shrill scream, the hamstrings of both legs were instantly severed, and he fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, his arms were also scratched by the sword, and he completely lost his ability to resist.
He collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, and blood quickly stained the ground red.
"The leader is defeated, run away!"
When the remaining bandits saw that the strongest boss was defeated by Fang Han in just a few moves, they were so frightened that they screamed in terror and ran away.
"Don't even think about leaving!"
Fang Han's eyes turned cold, and his body turned into a light cyan whirlwind, pushing Minor Accomplishment<Wind Shadow Step>'s speed to the extreme, and quickly shuttled through the field.
The sword light swept past like a sword, and screams sounded one after another.
A short moment later, the last robber who had escaped farthest into the dense forest was stabbed through the heart with a sword and died on the spot.
It was also thanks to the fact that he had assassinated more than ten people during his previous infiltration. Otherwise, more than thirty people would have dispersed in a hurry. In this complicated mountain forest, he might not be able to keep all of them.
"Hoo, ho--"
Fang Han stood with his sword in hand, breathing slightly.
Continuous high-intensity battles, especially the final pursuit of the remaining enemies, pushed Body Movement to the limit, which also taxed his Internal Qi and physical strength.
He glanced at the mess and corpses on the ground, and after confirming that there were no more survivors, he walked to Ba Xiong.
Ba Xiong's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and his eyes were full of fear and despair. Looking at Fang Han was like looking at a ghost.
"Spare your life... Hero, spare your life..."
He begged with a trembling voice.
Fang Han ignored his plea for mercy and began to carefully search all the robbers' bodies and the wooden houses and sheds.
After some searching, a total of scattered silver taels and some gold and silver jewelry were obtained, totaling about more than three thousand taels.
This number is obviously too small for a bandit gang that has been entrenched for many years and has Eighth Grade Martial Artist in charge.
Fang Han looked at Ba Xiong with cold eyes.
"Tell me, where are the remaining belongings hidden?"
"No... no more, that's all..."
Ba Xiong's eyes flashed and he gritted his teeth.
His hands and feet were disabled and he knew there was no hope of survival, so it was naturally impossible for him to tell the truth.
Fang Han No more nonsense, Azure Edge Sword The tip of the sword gently touched one of his wounds with a slight force.
"Ah--!" Ba Xiong howled like a slaughtering pig, and his whole body twitched violently.
"I said! I said! In... under the bed in the room where I live, there is... a cellar..."
The severe pain instantly destroyed his psychological defense.
Following the instructions, Fang Han came to the relatively spacious wooden house of Ba Xiong, moved the bed, and found a hidden entrance.
Entering the cellar, there are several heavy boxes and some packages inside.
When I opened it, I was almost dazzled by the golden and silver light. Inside were neatly arranged gold ingots, silver ingots, and many jewelry and jade articles.
A rough estimate is that its total value exceeds thirty thousand taels of silver!
"That's true."
Fang Han nodded with satisfaction and took out all the belongings.
He returned to Ba Xiong. Ba Xiong's eyes were full of pleading. "Hero... give me a good time..."
Fang Han did not refuse, Azure Edge Sword waved, and Ba Xiong's head fell down, with a look of relief and fear remaining on his face.
He took out a medicated powder packet that had been prepared, crushed it and sprinkled it evenly on the fractured part of the head for antisepsis, and then put the head into a thick Cloth Pouch and tied it up.
So far, he has killed quite a few people. Although he has some resentment towards this kind of thing, he is not extremely resistant to it.
After doing all this, he called out System Panel.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 16 times (the fifth level of increase requires 100,000 silver)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 16 times (the fifth level increase requires 100,000 silver)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 16 times (the fifth level of increase requires 100,000 silver)]
[Possessed Wealth:13230 silver]
"Recharge."
Concentrating his thoughts, the mountains of gold, silver and jewelry on the ground disappeared instantly.
The wealth value on System Panel began to jump crazily.
[Possessed Wealth:16230 silver]
[Possessed Wealth:19230 silver]
In the end, the numbers settled on.
[Possessed Wealth:51975 silver]
A one-time increase of 38,745 taels of silver!
"Already halfway!"
Fang Han's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, and the goal of one hundred thousand taels was already more than halfway accomplished!
After resting for a night at this bandit station, in the morning, he picked up the Cloth Pouch containing the head of Ba Xiong, stopped staying, and went into the mountains and forests, embarking on his way back to the sect.
The mountain forest returned to silence, leaving only corpses on the ground and a strong smell of blood, telling what happened last night.
One day later, in the mountain forest next to the official road, Fang Han's figure was like a line of blue smoke, moving quickly through.
When the Minor Accomplishment level <Wind Shadow Step> is deployed, it is not only extremely fast, but also has a natural flow that blends into the wind. During a long-distance attack, the consumption is far less than before.
The terrain in front gradually became flat, and in the distance, the outline of a city appeared in the afternoon sunlight.
The gray-black city wall is winding and long, and the gate tower is towering.
All in all, since I left the sect, I haven't had a serious meal for seven or eight days, and I have only relied on dry food and barbecue to satisfy my hunger.
Thinking of this, Fang Han couldn't help but talk a lot, and decided to go to the city to take a break and reward himself.
He slowed down, tidied up his cyan disciple uniform which was slightly messy due to the rush, and followed the sparse flow of people into Black Stone City.
The city was livelier than expected, with shops lined on both sides of the streets and the sounds of vendors and footmen shouting one after another.
Fang Han had no intention of wandering around. He glanced around and found a restaurant with a large facade and a rather grand appearance, named "Drunken Immortal Restaurant", and walked in.
There were many diners in the restaurant, and the noise was mixed with the aroma of food and wine.
The waiter saw that although Fang Han was dusty, he had a calm demeanor and a sword on his waist. He did not dare to neglect, so he quickly led him to a quiet place by the window on the second floor.
"Sir, what would you like to eat? Our Drunken Immortal Chicken, braised pork elbow, and steamed sea bass are all great!" the waiter wiped the table diligently.
"Here are three or four of your signature dishes, along with a pot of good tea and a bowl of rice."
Fang Han sat down and placed the sword on the table.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment and will be here soon!"
Not long after, the dishes were served one after another, with attractive colors and fragrant aromas.
Fang Han picked up the chopsticks and started eating hungrily.
The food tastes really good. Of course, the most important thing is that since I haven't eaten anything seriously for seven or eight days, as long as the food is not too unpalatable, I will find it delicious.
He was so focused on eating that he didn't notice that a small hole was poked in the screen of a private room on the second floor, and three eyes were quietly looking at him.
Those were three men wearing Nether Pavilion black disciple uniforms.
One of them has a thin face and slightly drooped eyes, his name is Chen Xiao.
The other man has a strong build and fierce eyes, and his name is Lei Bao.
The last person is pale and somewhat sinister, and his name is Han You.
The auras of the three of them are not weak, and they are all Grade Eight cultivation level. Chen Xiao and Lei Bao have reached the middle stage of Grade Eight.
"Azure Profound Sect's disciple..."
Chen Xiao lowered his voice and raised a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.
"And alone."
Lei Bao licked his lips and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
"Hey, it's bad luck for him to bump into our hands."
"Be careful, don't be a bait, Chen Xiao, ask the guy to run an errand and send a message to senior brother Shen You at the inn, saying that he found a 'Azure Sparrow', and let senior brother make a decision."
Han You Be cautious and said in a low voice.
Azure Sparrow, this is the nickname that disciple Nether Pavilion uses for disciple Azure Profound Sect when it is inconvenient to mention disciple Azure Profound Sect.
Chen Xiao nodded, came to the door of the private room and waved to a waiter, returned after a while and whispered.
"It's been arranged. Senior brother Shen You should receive the news soon. Let's keep an eye on it to see the situation."
The three of them stopped talking. They just looked through the pinhole in the private room and locked their eyes on Fang Han.
Fang Han was completely unaware of this.
After a hearty meal, he drank the cup of tea and felt that his strength was restored and he was full of energy.
He picked up the sword and Cloth Pouch, got up and went downstairs, paid the money and gave out Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
Behind him, Chen Xiao and the other three people immediately paid their bills and followed them quietly.
Fang Han did not stay in the city, but went straight out of the city gate and onto the official road, preparing to rush back to the sect in one go.
After walking out of the city gate, without the obstruction of perception by the dense crowd in the city, his perception ability increased, and he immediately felt like he was being watched.
His steps did not change, his face remained as usual, but his mind was tense for a moment.
"Am I being... targeted?"
His mind raced, guessing who was staring at him.
His eyes swept across the slope of soil and dense bushes formed by rain erosion on the roadside ahead, and <Wind Shadow Step> moved slightly.
His body suddenly accelerated, turned the corner, and instantly escaped the sight of the pursuer behind him.
As soon as he was out of the opponent's sight, he immediately slid sideways like a ghost and quietly disappeared into the bushes behind the slope. He held his breath and concentrated, Azure Edge Sword was already half out of its sheath.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, three figures wearing Nether Pavilion disciple uniforms quickly chased after them. They were none other than Chen Xiao.
"Hmm? Where are the people?"
Lei Bao was stunned when he saw that there was no one on the road ahead.
"You were in front just now, why did you disappear when you turned the corner?"
Han You also frowned and glanced around warily.
Chen Xiao glanced at the surrounding forest with cold eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Be careful, this kid may have discovered us."
The moment the three of them slowed down and started searching vigilantly--
"Tsk!"
A ray of light cyan sword light, like a poisonous snake that had been dormant for a long time, burst out from the bushes behind Han You without any warning.
This sword is fast, ruthless, and extremely accurate!
Above the sword light, the wind gathered, with a sharpness that could tear everything apart, pointing directly at Han You's vitals!
"Be careful!"
Chen Xiao was the first to notice and exclaimed.
After all, Han You is also a Eighth-rank early stage warrior. When the crisis is approaching, his hair stands on end, he twists around desperately, and at the same time blocks backwards with a Tang sword in his hand.
However, how can Fang Han's long-prepared sneak attack be resolved so easily?
"Pfft!"
The sword's light was like lightning. Although it was slightly blocked by the blade, it still penetrated Han You's right chest accurately and came out through the body.
Han You let out a shrill scream, his eyes filled with incredible horror and pain.
Blood spurted out from his mouth, the machete in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and his body fell to the ground weakly. He twitched a few times and then lost his voice.
One move, kill Eighth-rank early stage instantly!