"Trying to run?"
Fang Han snorted coldly.
His Wind Shadow Step had already reached Minor Achievement. How could Ba Xiong's speed and agility possibly compare?
With a push of his feet, he shot forward like an arrow released from its bow, closing the distance in an instant and appearing right behind Ba Xiong.
Flashes of sword light erupted!
"AHH—!"
Ba Xiong let out a blood-curdling scream as the tendons in both his legs were severed, causing him to collapse to the ground.
Immediately after, the edge of the sword slashed across his arms, completely robbing him of his ability to resist.
He lay paralyzed on the ground like a heap of mud, his blood quickly staining the earth red.
"The chief is down! Run!"
When the few remaining bandits saw their strongest leader crippled by Fang Han in just a few moves, they were scared out of their wits. With terrified shouts, they scattered and fled in all directions.
"None of you are getting away!"
