Han Fen was attracted by the rumbling sound in the distance. He looked at the direction where the sound came from, and an ominous premonition suddenly filled his heart.

"Could it be those three brothers?" Han Fan thought to himself.

The sound of fighting not only attracted Han Fan, but also the monks who were looking for Han Fan. Han Fan did not act rashly. Some people rushed in that direction with the intention of taking advantage of the situation. Most of the monks just looked at it and continued to delve deeper.

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After waiting for a long time until there was no more movement nearby, Han Fan started to move in that direction.

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The young man's face was livid at this time, and the hand holding the fan was shaking with anger.

"My subordinate was incompetent, so I let him run away." These were the exact words of the two subordinates who had just returned.

The young man waited for a while, and the other two hurried back.

"Master, that man resisted extremely fiercely, and there is no way he can be captured alive..."

"Shua~" The young man threw the fan directly and hit the person who spoke in the face.

"Trash! Why should I feed you?" The young man's face turned red and he cursed angrily.

The subordinate caught the fan that fell from his face and handed it back to the young man. His face was scratched several times by the hard fan.

"Trash! Damn it!" The young man took the fan, spread his arms and slapped him in the face. One after another, scars appeared on the subordinate's face. After a while, the whole face was covered with blood.

The subordinates remained silent, lowered their heads, and allowed the young man to vent his anger.

In fact, for a monk at the peak of his fourth realm, this level was nothing at all. His face was now covered with scars, which seemed serious, but in fact, he could completely recover in an hour.

While the subordinate was being beaten, he was thinking about the treasure in his bag, and he didn't feel aggrieved at all.

The young man stopped when he was tired. The subordinate's face was covered with blood and his appearance could not be seen. However, there was no blood on the young man's fan, which showed that it was of extraordinary quality.

The young man held his knees and panted, and no one dared to speak.

The young man looked at the beaten subordinate, "Do you have anything to say?" he asked while panting.

At this time, the subordinate received a message from the Fifth Realm monk next to the young man, so he spoke according to the Fifth Realm monk's instructions.

"This is the tips bag collected from him." The subordinate took out the third brother's tips bag and handed it out with both hands.

The young man was obviously stunned, "Did you kill him?"

"Yes, because there is no way to catch them alive, so they can only kill them." The subordinate replied.

"Oh." The young man didn't listen carefully to what he said just now. He thought he had been let go, but he would not feel guilty about his actions just now. He waved his hand impatiently, "That kind of ant's bag, I

What's the use of it? Take it away."

The subordinate looked obviously happy and hurriedly put the tips bag inside his clothes, but his face was covered in blood and his smile was more terrifying.

"You two." The young man walked towards the other two subordinates who were at the top of the Four Realms.

"If you kill me, I can still accept it, and let them run away..." The young man obviously did not intend to just let it go.

When the two heard this, they were so frightened that they quickly fell to their knees, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

The young man put his hands behind his hands and turned to look at the Five Realm monks - the one who had been staying by his side before.

"Uncle Liang, what do you think?" the young man asked.

"The punishment can wait until you return home. They are still useful now. This is the Ancient Forest." Uncle Liang is the fifth realm monk who has been following the young man.

"Okay." The young man thought about it and thought it made sense.

"Let's do this." Several people were already planning to leave, but the young man suddenly spoke, as if he thought of something interesting.

"If you two haven't found the escaped person after we leave the Ancient Forest, then I will give you two a big surprise when we go back. If we find it, it will be a medium-grade spiritual stone." The young man said, his tone full of expectation.

"Yes, young master." The subordinates agreed one after another.

The two left the team to chase the second one, while the rest protected the young man and left in turn.

They had been following the young master for some time, and they did not dare to compliment him in the least for the "surprise" he mentioned.

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At this time, Han Fen had arrived at the place where the battle took place. He observed the signs of damage. This kind of attack could not be carried out by a fourth-level monk. It must be a fifth-level monk. Then he looked at the surrounding branches and leaves.

The blood on his face made the ominous premonition in his heart grow stronger and stronger.

He observed and noticed the messy footprints extending out. There were at least four people in total. The other party had not erased the traces. The only possibility was that they had something to rely on.

Han Fen followed the footprints.

The speed of the young people was not very fast, and it was not too late for Han Fan to rush over. In a short time, Han Fan had already caught up.

Not only that, he also found several other monks who were following him. This was a normal thing. As long as there was a battle, there would always be people who wanted to take advantage of them.

"Master, there is a tail." Uncle Liang frowned and whispered into his ear.

"Let Qing handle it." The young man was a little impatient.

The monk who killed the boss before was named Wang Qingxiang. He was more than seventy years old. In the world of cultivation and in the circle of the Five Realms, this age is considered young. According to seniority, young people should be called Brother Qing or Uncle Qing. However,

The young man didn't want to be called that, and calling Qingxiang seemed affectionate. In the young man's eyes, he was just a subordinate.

So he called the other person the same word in his name, not only Qing, but also everyone else. Only the tribesman who was always with him, the young man would give him some respect.

I wanted to say something, but it was obvious that my young master's expression was not good-looking, so he fell silent. Qing looked at him, he nodded slightly, and Qing turned and left.

No matter which area a fifth-level monk specializes in, his realm is there, and his hiding ability is much stronger than those of the fourth-level monks. Han Fen only knew that a monk on the other side had left the team, but he did not find out where the other side was. Those five-level monks were there.

The monk Jingjing also didn't notice Han Fan.

Han Fen did not choose to follow the others, but waited quietly. After a while, the sound of fighting was heard in the distance, and Han Fen followed them quietly.

After getting closer, I found that four monks from the fourth realm were besieging a fifth realm. Rather than a siege, it was more like monks from the fifth realm besieging four people. Those five realm monks were the monks who had escaped from the team that Han Fan was following.

Until now, Han Fan didn't know what the difference between one realm and one realm was. It was a world of difference. Those five realm monks were just playing tricks on a few people.

Han Fan looked at it and saw that the battle was almost over. He had no intention of helping. Although the four people were weak, they entered the Ancient Forest because they were greedy for their bounty. Han Fan was happy to kill each other.

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Three of the four monks in the fourth realm died. One of them survived because he had an escape technique. The monks in the fifth realm had no intention of pursuing them, so they spread their consciousness and went to the next place.

Han Fen looked at the three broken corpses and fell into deep thought.

If the group of people he followed were the ones who fought with the three brothers, then the three brothers might be in trouble. Thinking of this, Han Fan felt a little depressed. He hoped that his inference was wrong. He hoped that people like the three brothers would be in trouble.

Monks should live longer.

But the premonition in his heart was like someone whispering in his ear. Han Feng stood up and left, deciding to follow the group of monks again.

There are seven people in the young man's group. Two monks at the peak of the fourth realm went to find the second brother. Qing was ordered to deal with the very tail. There were only four of them left, two at the peak of the fourth realm, one at the fifth realm, and the third brother, the young man.

Peak state.

Han Fen found the four people, but he did not dare to follow too closely. The young man in the red shirt was obviously the main opponent. Although he was only at the peak of the three realms, the monk on the left of the young man

The person who made Han Fan feel a slight sense of oppression must be a monk from the Five Realms, but Han Fan couldn't tell the specific sections of the Five Realms.

Han Fan thought about it and realized that he was the best at concealment and movement. Even if the Five Realm monks discovered him, it would not matter. The young man should be the master. He speculated that the other party would definitely put the young man's safety first, even if the worst happened.

As a result, when the Fifth Realm monk caught up with him, he was confident enough to run away.

Thinking of this, Han Fan decided to continue to get closer. He did this because the premonition in his heart kept urging him to figure out the ins and outs of the matter.
Chapter completed!