Han Xiaohan, dressed in black, stood silently under the eaves of a main room. Due to the darkness, more than a dozen Heavenly Court disciples did not notice his presence at all.
As they walked past him, Han Xiaohan coughed lightly. His sound was not loud, but it scared the dozen or so skilled men.
"Who is it?" A dozen people turned around at once, their eyes showing surprise, and looked in the direction of Han Xiaohan. After they looked carefully, they all took a deep breath. Although they had never seen Han Xiaohan, there were too many rumors about him. They didn't know how many times they had heard the description of his appearance. Now, seeing the handsome young man in black under the eaves, they all thought of Han Xiaohan's name.
"Are you Han Xiaohan?" A man in his thirties asked bravely in a low voice.
"You're right!" Han Xiaohan shook himself, took two steps forward, and said with a smile, "I am Han Xiaohan!" He was smiling, but his smile made everyone on the other side shudder from the bottom of their hearts. A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow. They knew very well how powerful Han Xiaohan was.
More than a dozen people were shocked and secretly said, "Oh no! How come we met this evil star here? When did he come to Longcheng?" Everyone looked at each other and slowly moved back, subconsciously keeping a distance from Han Xiaohan. As long as he was still in their sight, everyone felt unsafe and a sense of fear naturally arose. However, Han Xiaohan had no intention of letting them go, so he did not give them a chance to distance themselves.
Before the dozen people retreated a few steps, Han Xiaohan suddenly rushed forward. His movements were too fast. These dozen people could be considered top-notch masters in the martial arts world, but in front of him, they were just like grass. After just one encounter, two people wailed and fell to the ground, with a fist-sized blood hole on their chests. They were still breathing, and their eyes were wide open, full of confusion and fear.
How did Han Xiaohan attack? The two people who were hit didn't see clearly, and the same was true for the others. People only vaguely saw Han Xiaohan's figure fade away, and then his two companions were lying on the ground, and it was obvious that they were dead. Is this still a human being? People stared at their companions lying on the ground and twitching, and their legs began to tremble unconsciously.
"Han Xiaohan! Don't go too far!" A big man with bloodshot eyes roared, swung the steel knife in his hand, and chopped at Han Xiaohan's head with all his strength.
This knife was the accumulation of the big man's life-long skills. The hissing sound of breaking the wind pierced the eardrums and was shocking. Han Xiaohan just glanced at him casually, raised his lips, and did not dodge. He faced the opponent's blade and punched lightly. He was ready to use his flesh fist to block the opponent's steel knife. The big man was overjoyed after seeing this. No matter how hard a person's fist is, it is made of flesh after all. How can it compete with steel? ! You are looking for death! The big man used all his strength and poured it all into this knife, trying to split Han Xiaohan in half.
If Han Xiaohan was so easy to kill, he wouldn’t be Han Xiaohan.
The moment his knife and Han Xiaohan's fist met, the steel knife in the big man's hand was smashed to pieces by Han Xiaohan's fist. The fist did not slow down, and was not hindered at all, and continued to attack forward. Crack! Han Xiaohan's fist hit the big man's chest again. The big man died on the spot without a sound. His sternum was completely shattered, and his internal organs were also smashed to pieces by the force of Han Xiaohan's fist. The whole person flew backwards for more than ten meters like a broken baby, and fell to the ground with a thud.