Chapter 2802

"Ah --"

"Ah --"

The scream suddenly sounded, not in a fixed place, but the same sound sounded all around.

Every scream represents the fall of a barbarian dead man. After each scream, when Tuoba Piaoxiang and others came, Han Fei had left.

Escape?

ha-ha!

Running for your life won't solve the problem at all. This reason, Han Laogui warned Han Fei when he was a child hunting. When a hunter chases a hare, he will never give up because the hare is cute or weak. When the hare falls to the ground, the hunter will not turn away because of pity.

This is especially true in the cultivation world. The weak will not get sympathy.

Of course, Han Fei doesn't think he is a rabbit. And not weak. When Xiaoqing reminded him to escape, Han Fei was ready for battle.

Han Fei doesn't like being surrounded by others. There are many local people, and it is very likely that the old master will be killed with random fists. I'm talking. I still have Qin Zijun around me. Even if I have nothing to do, Qin Zijun is hard to say.

After offending Qin Zijun, Han Fei doesn't have to worry.

After roughly knowing the location of all the barbarians, Han Fei began to do it. No space Tao, no space mantra. Han Fei raised the speed to the extreme. He carried the keel knife in his right hand, and the knife fell in his hand. One knife at a time.

There are hundreds of barbarians who died, and most of them are monks in the holy land. Han Fei will not let them surround themselves, block the space, and then give full play to their advantage of many people.

Han Fei and Qin Zijun rushed out of the circle surrounded by barbarian dead men and began to do it. Han Fei wants to do it behind the dead barbarians and outside the encirclement they have designed.

"Ah --"

"Ah --"

The two barbarians who died did not even have a chance to react, so they cut their backs with a white light. The keel knife fell at the location of the barbarian dead man's Dantian. A knife fell, destroying the barbarian dead man's body and breaking their Yuanying.

King Kong is not bad?

ha-ha!

Everything is relative. King Kong's not bad body doesn't exist at all. In other words, Han Fei's current height is beyond the reach of these sages.

Since Han Fei is ready to kill, he won't give the barbarian dead any chance. Either kill each other or hide away.

This time, Han Fei chose the former.

Qin Jian divulges the secret of his divine personality to Tuoba Piaoxiang, while Han Fei wants to keep it. The best way, of course, is to kill all those who know the secret!

"Ah -- fifteen --"

"Ah -- sixteen --"

"Ah -- Seventeen --"

……

After each scream, Han Fei would sneer, report a number and quickly leave. Tuoba Piaoxiang has an artifact in his hand. Han Fei will not meet Tuoba Piaoxiang rashly until Qin Jian is found.

"Han Fei - get out of here!"

"Han Fei - you beast!"

Tuoba fragrance was angry, and Qin Xin was also angry. The two women stood side by side, roaring and commanding. However, they can't catch Han Fei at all. Even, just saw Han Fei's figure, the next second, he heard another scream.

Of course Han Fei won't get out.

However, Han Fei will kill it every time.

With a knife in hand, without any hesitation, he dropped a cold number and reported the number of barbarian dead he had killed.

When hunting in yinghun mountain, I encountered a wolf siege. Han Fei often does this. Han Fei likes this feeling very much. He is still alive alone in the face of wolves. It feels great!

Now, Han Fei feels that feeling again.

Killing is not a happy thing, and harvesting life is not what Han Fei likes to do. However, when someone wants to harvest your life and treat you as a weak person, you must respond.

Han Fei's knife is accurate and cruel when it falls. Even if the other party is ready, it opens the protection of the ancestors of the sage realm. Han Fei is still just a knife.

The blue breath is injected into the keel knife. If the knife goes down, where can the sage Jing Laozu stop it.

Qin Zijun followed Han Fei. The red cloud on his pretty face disappeared and his angry roar disappeared.

Qin Zijun knows what Han Fei is doing.

Similarly, Qin Zijun also knows why Han Fei did that before. Although he was still angry, Qin Zijun was not allowed to be capricious in the current situation.

Han Fei killed. So cruel and ferocious, it completely subverts the image of Han Fei in Qin Zijun's mind.

In Qin Zijun's mind, Han Fei should smile, run for his life in a hurry, and cry for mercy.

However, Han Fei is not like that. In retrospect, Han Fei never seemed to be like that.

Don't know Han Fei!

Every time Han Fei's knife fell, he was so duty bound. Even, several times, the barbarian dead man had waved a fairy sword and stabbed Han Fei in the throat. However, Han Fei still rushed fiercely. When the barbarian dead gave birth to fear. The keel knife has cut each other's Dantian and Yuanying!

"A hundred!"

"101!"

Qin Zijun doesn't have to kill people, but he needs to harvest the storage rings of those barbarian dead people according to Han Fei's instructions. Han Fei killed one, and Qin Zijun harvested a storage ring.

At the beginning. Qin Zijun was angry and didn't do that. Later, I got used to it and thought there was nothing bad about the harvest storage ring.

Compensation! Qin Zijun even thought of this word. Han Fei kissed himself and humiliated himself. Of course, you should compensate yourself.

Qin Zijun even took it for granted. Han Fei kills people. He obtains the storage ring and owns it all. Han Fei is so angry!

Um! Do it!

Han Fei did not use space Taoism, nor did he use space mantra. The extreme speed is not very fast, but it is definitely not comparable to the monks in the saint's realm.

Qin Zijun is a great monk of the third grade in the human territory. Of course, he can keep up with Han Fei's speed.

Han Fei kills people. Qin Zijun harvests the storage ring and repeats it monotonously and numbly. There are occasional roars of Tuoba fragrance and Qin Xin behind him.

The roar was a little sweet.

Qin Zijun was very happy every time he heard the roar and curse. Because Han Fei succeeded again, because another enemy died, and because he had another storage ring.

Killing is certainly not happy.

However, sometimes, in order to live better. Or live, of course, should be happy!

The scream continued, and the cold number in Han Fei's mouth was increasing. But the interval between numbers is getting longer and longer.

Tuoba Piaoxiang and Qin Xin seemed tired, and their roars weakened.

"One hundred ninety-eight -"

The number has almost stagnated. Han Fei has almost become a blood man, even though Han Fei has been very careful on his Taoist robe. His hands and face were still stained with a lot of blood droplets. Even one drop of the 198 Saint boundary friars was enough to dye Han Fei red.

Those blood droplets solidified and glowed red in the dark environment.

Han Fei suddenly stopped. Qin Zijun, who quickly followed up, wiped Han Fei's shoulder and stopped. However, it was not Qin Zijun who stopped himself, but Han Fei's hand.

Han Fei's left hand held Qin Zijun's right wrist and stared at the barbarian dead man in front of him!

No, that's not a barbarian!

When seeing the eyes of many parties, Qin Zijun's head hummed and subconsciously wanted to pull Han Fei to escape.

Qin Jian!

Wearing plain white clothes of barbarian dead men, he was staring at Han Fei and Qin Zijun with a ferocious smile.

"Dog men and women, now take you on the road!" Qin Jian roared above, raised his right hand, and the surrounding space shrank and gathered in an instant.

"Ah -" Qin Zijun turned pale and exclaimed. Facing the space confinement of great Theseus, Qin Zijun was very difficult to respond.

"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" His right wrist was slightly painful. Han Fei stood in front of him. At the moment when his gentle voice sounded, Han Fei put his hands in a strange posture.

"Boom -- ah -- ah --"

"Puff -"

The blue light, white light and red light suddenly lit up the darkness around. Qin Zijun felt as if he had fallen into the vortex and lost himself. Subconsciously, he stretched out his arms and hugged Han Fei's waist, tightly, like a drowning man grasping a straw.

Qin Zijun vowed that it had nothing to do with love. He just wanted to live