Battle Through the Heavens: Clan Leader, I'm sorry, now I just want to be a good person.

His long years of debauchery had eroded his youthful fighting spirit, and his current position as the third regimental commander was merely a result of his past military achievements.

Normally, relying on his status as the third leader, no one in the Green Mountain Clan would dare to mess with him. Even if someone did, given his strength as an eight-star Dou Zhe, as long as they weren't a Dou Shi, they would make peace with him out of respect for the Wolf Head Mercenary Group.

But he didn't expect to encounter such a tough opponent. Although Xiao Fan was only a seventh-level Dou Zhe, he had plenty of combat experience. Moreover, the spear in Xiao Fan's hand was indestructible. He was afraid that he would really die here.

Therefore, he hoped that Xiao Fan would stop, and he was even willing to let his subordinates go so that Xiao Fan could leave.

But damn it, Xiao Fan didn't say a word.

They didn't give him a chance to communicate at all.

Hao Meng took out his weapon from his storage ring, a large sword. However, after only a few exchanges with Xiao Fan, large and small nicks appeared on the blade, the largest of which was even the size of a grain of rice.

Looking at Xiao Fan's cold face, he knew that Xiao Fan's goal was to kill him.

With no other option, Hao Meng could only fight desperately.

"Mystic-Rank Battle Technique, Sand River!"

With a loud shout, Hao Meng used a Xuan-rank fighting technique. Xiao Fan immediately noticed that the air around him became viscous, and the spear he thrust out also slowed down slightly.

But then Hao Meng said, "This is a Xuan-rank combat skill. It can turn a three-zhang radius around me into a sea of ​​sand, reducing your speed."

"Boy, if you leave now, I can let bygones be bygones."

Looking at Hao Meng, who was now like a frightened bird, Xiao Fan grinned and used the Dragon Step, his originally slow figure flying towards Hao Meng again.

Hao Meng looked at Xiao Fan, who had suddenly accelerated, and felt a surge of despair. He shouted, "Kid, you want me dead? I won't let you get away with this!"

As he spoke, Hao Meng's fighting spirit began to flow against his meridians, and his body began to expand at a visible speed.

Blow up!

Hao Meng actually wanted to self-destruct and perish together with Xiao Fan.

Unfortunately, Xiao Fan didn't give him that chance. Without the support of Hao Meng's fighting spirit, and with the restriction of the Sand River gone, Xiao Fan, with the support of the Dragon Step, easily pinned Hao Meng to the ground. The spear pierced through Hao Meng's chest, and his body was covered in blood and wounds.

Hao Meng looked at Xiao Fan with resentment in his eyes; he hated Xiao Fan for the assassination attempt.

Hao Meng hated Xiao Fan's attitude, remaining silent from beginning to end, letting him mock, ridicule, and try to persuade him to surrender, making him feel like a clown, which made Hao Meng feel extremely frustrated.

He hated the useless mercenaries outside even more, hated that they hadn't come to his aid for so long after he was assassinated.

No matter how much he hated her, Hao Meng ultimately died with resentment.

Xiao Fan looked at the dead Hao Meng and let out a slight sigh of relief. He wasn't pretending to be cold by not speaking to Hao Meng, but rather, it was his first assassination attempt, and to be honest, he was a little nervous. He understood that villains often die from talking too much, so he tried to end the battle as quickly as possible.

Although he didn't kill Hao Meng in one blow, fortunately, he still managed to kill him.

Xiao Fan brandished his spear and wrote several large characters next to the corpse.

They then continued their fight, but without their leader, these mercenaries naturally wouldn't risk their lives to stop Xiao Fan.

With ease, Xiao Fan left the place, his figure gradually disappearing into the distance.

In the camp where the Wolf Head Mercenary Group is stationed.

The camp was now completely surrounded by members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, and all the mercenaries had gathered together.

Beside Hao Meng's body, two middle-aged men stared at the corpse with grim faces.

And a few glaring words next to the corpse.

"Want to play? I'm all for you!"

Muli, standing to the side, said to the middle-aged man in front, "Father, this must be the boy who took the treasure."

As he spoke, he seemed to recall how he had led ambush but the other man had escaped from his grasp, and he clenched his fists again.