Please stop imagining things, I'm such a good person

Realizing that he might have been exposed, Qi Tianjian rushed out of the inn without hesitation.

"It's him, no need to wait!"

Someone in the inn shouted excitedly.

"Stop them!"

Qi Tianjian shouted at Chen Haibing who had not walked far.

He didn't expect Chen Haibing to protect him at all. If it came to safety, he had to rely on Fang Hao.

Two people rushed out of the inn, but they were no match for Chen Haibing and his six men.

But what scared Chen Haibing was that fourth-level masters kept coming to support him.

"Fight while retreating! Follow the prince!"

Chen Haibing did not dare to fight any longer, and protected Qi Tianjian while fighting and retreating.

As Qi Tianjian's whereabouts were revealed, the entire Pingfeng City was in turmoil.

In less than an incense stick of time, Chen Haibing and his six men were all injured, and even Qi Tianjian's robe was torn by a sword energy.

The enemy was determined to kill us, and their energy spread everywhere, destroying the streets and some houses.

The people hid in their homes and trembled.

Fortunately, these people still had some sense and were restrained, not daring to implicate the common people, otherwise Qi Tianjian and the others would have become corpses long ago.

After all, this is the territory of the Great Jin, and no one dares to disregard the will of the Great Jin. If the people suffer heavy casualties, the Great Jin will certainly retaliate, and then war will break out no matter how the spirit stone mines are distributed.

While Chen Haibing and others were in a tough battle, Fang Hao was not much better off.

Hu Han came back and walked up to Fang Hao with a gloomy face, "What a trick! You even managed to hide it from me!"

Testing? It doesn't seem like it!

Fang Hao's heart trembled, and he deliberately hugged his shoulders, "Oh, my shoulders hurt so much, pay me another 5... not 10 taels of silver, or I will sue the authorities!"

Hu Han didn't bother to talk nonsense. He just held the dagger in his right hand and slashed it towards Fang Hao's neck.

"The prince has been exposed, how long are you going to pretend?"

Fang Hao was shocked and stepped back to avoid being killed.

Hu Han pressed forward step by step. The dagger danced flexibly in Hu Han's hand like a nimble snake, targeting his eyes, throat, and heart. Every move was ruthless and deadly.

Having lost the initiative, Fang Hao defended himself in a panic. His cultivation was not as strong as Hu Han's to begin with, and at this moment he was unable to fight back.

An inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous. Once a dagger, as dangerous as it is, gets close to you, it is very difficult to get rid of it.

This won't work! We have to keep our distance!

Fang Hao tore open a sixth-level defensive talisman.

Looking at the talisman that suddenly appeared, Hu Han was completely caught off guard and stabbed it with a dagger.

The sixth-level talisman naturally could not stop the fourth-level Hu Han, but it did stop him for a moment.

And in a battle, one breath is long enough.

Fang Hao decisively changed his retreat into a kick, and taking advantage of the opportunity when Hu Han's dagger was blocked, he kicked him in the chest.

Hu Han staggered back two steps and moved closer again with the dagger in hand. As long as it became a close combat, he was sure that he could kill Fang Hao within ten moves.

As for the talisman, he had made a mistake once, and he would not be fooled again this time.

"Chunyun!"

Fang Hao shouted loudly, and the Qiu Shui sword came out of its sheath with a clang.

The ferocious sword intent spread out, and a sword energy as brilliant as moonlight slashed towards Hu Han who was close at hand.

In an instant, Hu Han felt his body go cold.

At this distance, even if he wanted to dodge, it would be impossible.

His expression, which had been calm till now, finally changed at this moment.

Hu Han held a dagger in each hand and crossed them in front of him.

The collision between the sword energy and the two daggers made a loud noise.

Hu Han took seven or eight steps back before he stopped, with an abnormal blush on his face.

He underestimated this guy. A fifth-level warrior actually had some success in swordsmanship. And what kind of swordsmanship was that!

"What a fierce sword move, boy, what kind of sword technique is this!" Hu Han asked.

Fang Hao ignored him and solemnly gestured to start.

"The second move, flowing light!"

"Om~"

Qiu Shui trembled, as if he couldn't bear this force.

The next second, a white light attacked Hu Han.

The blade light was ordinary, like a random cut, but the speed was as fast as thunderbolt.

Hu Han only reacted when the knife flashed towards him.

"So fast!"

Hu Han only felt a sharp pain on his face. If he didn't take action now, he would be cut in half by this knife.

With a loud shout, Hu Han's two daggers swayed twice in the wind like willow branches, and several extremely sharp energy forces shot out.

Moon Wheel Dagger—Return to Willow Style!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

With four consecutive crisp sounds, Fang Hao's sword energy was completely shattered.

Hu Han felt a little scared, but at the same time he put away his contempt. Although this kid was only at the fifth level, he was enough to threaten him.

Watching Hu Han dissolving his moves, Fang Hao felt a headache. Damn, he is so difficult to deal with!

If we delay any longer, we’ll be in trouble when this guy’s support arrives!

Each move of the Nine Break Styles is more powerful than the last, but the amount of energy consumed is also more terrifying.

With Fang Hao's current level of cultivation, he can only send out two strikes with the third move.

The first two sword techniques had already consumed most of Fang Hao's strength.

Fang Hao gritted his teeth, looked solemn, and prepared to deal with Hu Han in one go.

A strong light emanated from the autumn water, as scorching as the sun and impossible to look directly at.

An overwhelming sword force erupted, and even tiny cracks appeared on Qiu Shui's sword.

This ten-forged black iron sword could not withstand the power of this move.

Hu Han's face changed drastically. He felt that he was locked in by the sword's intent and had nowhere to dodge. The terrifying sword energy seemed to chop him down no matter how he moved or dodged.

"What a domineering sword style!"

Hu Han put the dagger back to his waist and took out a large bow from the storage ring.

As a sharpshooter, Hu Han is best at bow and arrow.

The bow was like a full moon, and Hu Han put all his strength into the bow.

An arrow of blood emerged, emitting the same terrifying power.

A group of three people arrived at this time and saw this scene. They stopped immediately. If they rashly intervened with such a move, they would be seriously injured if not killed.

"Third move, star shattering!"

Fang Hao shouted loudly and slashed with his sword.

"Four Symbols Arrows, Four Symbols become one!"

Hu Han also let out a low growl and released the bowstring.

The sword energy was as sharp as a blade. Once it was slashed out, the surrounding space seemed to be split apart. This sword was invincible and could break through anything. It was filled with the aura of a royal hall.

The Four Symbols Arrow that gathered Hu Han's blood and energy was also not simple. The power of the four symbols combined into one, and while moving forward at a high speed, the air was pierced, making a sharp sonic boom.

Under the gaze of everyone, the sword energy and the arrow collided with each other.

A strong light flashed, and a terrifying storm was set off where the sword and arrow intersected.

The stalemate lasted only a moment before the sword light cut off the arrow and continued to slash towards Hu Han.

"How can it be!"

Deng Defa's eyes widened and he cried out in surprise, this fifth-level kid actually defeated Brother Hu's Four Symbols Arrows!

"not good!"

Deng Defa suddenly reacted and immediately rushed towards Hu Han.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The knife light passed through Hu Han's body and quickly disappeared into the distant sky.

Fang Hao's face turned pale and he staggered. This move almost drained him dry.

Hu Han's face was full of disbelief. "Is this a move that a fifth-level cultivator can use? Boy, what's your name? What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Before Fang Hao could reply, half of Hu Han's body began to slide down, and a large amount of blood and internal organs spurted out.

"Brother Hu!"

Dunder roared.

Hu Han looked at Fang Hao with pleading eyes.

Fang Hao was silent for a moment, "My name is Cang Zhengqi, this is the Nine Breaking Styles!"