"Ah?" The man didn't expect that he would let him go so easily. He looked dumbfounded and didn't seem to react for a while.
Han Xiaohan laughed angrily and waved his hand, "Why don't you go now? Do you want to wait until I change my mind before you leave?"
"Ah? Ah, ah!" The man nodded repeatedly, bowed deeply to him, and said with his hands clasped: "Thank you for not killing me, I will definitely repay you in the future!" He bowed and asked calmly, without any reduction in the panic just now. Han Xiaohan was feeling strange, when suddenly someone behind him shouted: "Xiaohan, be careful!"
"Huh?!" Han Xiaohan was surprised. The man who was very close to him and bowed to him sneered. He put one hand on his back and pressed the mechanism behind him. With a "bang", two short knives suddenly shot out from his waist and attacked Han Xiaohan's left and right chest respectively. The distance between the two was too close, and the hidden weapon on the man's back was cleverly made and launched by a powerful spring. The power, speed and suddenness were beyond everyone's expectations. If they didn't know about it beforehand, even a great immortal would find it difficult to dodge.
When Han Xiaohan realized something was wrong, two sharp knives were already close to him. At this time, all his kung fu was useless. All he could do was try his best to avoid the vital points.
"Puff puff!" The blades of the two green daggers were completely embedded in his chest, leaving only the handles outside. The powerful impact of the blades knocked Han Xiaohan back several steps. If it weren't for his extraordinary physique, he would have died by now. He swayed twice, his eyes went dark, he could not stand, and fell to the ground.
“Haha, haha…” The man laughed wildly and shrilly, and then he quickly closed his mouth, spit out two mouthfuls of sand, and cursed, “Damn, damn weather!” He turned to the people who were still running and shouted, “No need to run anymore, I want you to kill this demon!”
"What?" Upon hearing this, the group of people hesitated and stopped, turned around and saw that it was indeed Han Xiaohan kneeling on the ground with two daggers with only the handles left stuck in his chest. That was Chen Kunlun's daggers, and everyone knew that his daggers were coated with a highly poisonous poison that could kill an elephant.
The incident happened suddenly, and Luo Kai upstairs was stunned for a moment. Chen Hai, Chen Shi and others shouted and wanted to run forward, but were blocked outside the circle by countless people who fought back.
"Haha..." With a deep laugh, the other side's crowd dispersed to the left and right, and a man walked out. His skin was shiny black, his eyes were piercing, he was tall, and his face was resolute. He walked to a place ten meters away from Han Xiaohan, paused, and stopped cautiously, and said with a smile: "I can't believe you are so powerful. In a blink of an eye, you injured more than 20 of my brothers. No wonder Shaojuan looks at you differently, but you still can't beat me!"
Han Xiaohan felt dizzy and stuffy in his chest. The heat inside him was surging up and down, and he couldn't find a way to vent it. It seemed that he might explode at any time. Hearing a voice, he slowly raised his head. The person in front of him was Qiu Tian. "You're here!" He whispered weakly, "I was just about to go find you."
"Just you? Don't you see who you are against?" The young man who threw the hidden weapon protected Qiu Tian, showing his "heroic qualities" and walked around arrogantly, saying: "Let me tell you, there is only one outcome for going against my Dragon King. I think you have realized it now!"