Chapter 187: Fang Han

Facing the thousands from the Flying Dragon Gang, Jiang Chen said this to give those listening a taste of his unrestrained personality .

The youngsters of the Verdant Wood Tribe didn't lose their courage . They were all encouraged when they saw Jiang Chen behave like this and wished they could do the same .

If only Jiang Chen could survive the next fifteen minutes .

Otherwise, what he had done would be a complete joke .

The Flying Dragon Gang flew into a rage . They didn't take Jiang Chen seriously at all, since they had overwhelming superiority in terms of numbers .

Many people had aimed at Jiang Chen with their bows and arrows .

"Let me deal with him," a magnetic voice came from the crowd .

A big and majestic youngster came forward . He was in light armor, very muscular . His resolute face looked cold .

"Fang Han!" the people around exclaimed . This youngster was well-known in this area, as he was talented and powerful .

It was said he had a real chance at winning the Wood Field's place at the competition of the Sacred Institute .

He was completely different from the youngster who had died under Jiang Chen's sword .

That guy was a bully, while Fang Han was indeed powerful .

Fang Han was prestigious in the Flying Dragon Gang . Those who looked ready to attack stopped when they heard his gentle but resolute voice . They looked at Jiang Chen with pity .

"You think you're so great?" Fang Han came up to him, staring at him .

Without waiting for Jiang Chen's answer, he said again, "Do you love being in the limelight? Let me tell you one thing . All of the tribal men of the Verdant Wood Tribe will die here today . The woman my brother was going to marry will become a slave to our gang . "

Those of the Verdant Wood Tribe felt desperate when they heard him . Zhang Juan also turned pale .

"If only you could," Jiang Chen said with a slight smile .

"Hum . "

Fang Han smiled coldly . He grasped the handle of the knife hanging at his waist . It was a slim class-four spiritual knife, similar to a sword .

He drew the knife out slowly, at his own pace .

The powerful energy of the knife kept spilling out, the blade giving off a brilliant radiance .

"A Twinkling Strike!"

When one-third of the blade was still in the sheath, Fang Han suddenly bent down and darted over . He threw the spiritual knife out directly as he was charging .

Whoosh!

The attack was quick and cruel . The knife streaked through Jiang Chen's body, cutting him into two at the waist .

The Flying Dragon Gang cheered for the attack . The last hope of the Verdant Wood Tribe was gone . Zhang Juan sat limply on the ground .

"Eh?"

But soon, people watched the separated parts of Jiang Chen's body disappear .

Ghost shadow?!

They were shocked when this idea occurred to them .

"The beginning of the late stage of the Mental Wander State, master of the early form of the spirit of knife, fourteen holy points .

"At your age, your state is okay, but your holy points are too few . Looks like you're not ambitious enough . "

Jiang Chen was standing steadily in the air, overlooking Fang Han, listing his information .

"Gosh, he can fly?!"

"Is he a Reaching Heaven State on an adventure here?"

Everyone was shocked by him . Some even thought he was unbeatable, travelling around because he was too bored, but Jiang Chen was only in the beginning of the middle stage . His state didn't become better just because he could fly .

"You commented on my state and my holy points, but didn't mention anything regarding the early form of the spirit of knife that I've mastered . How ridiculous . " Fang Han was shocked too, but he came to himself first .

It sounded like he was very proud of the early form of the spirit of knife that he had mastered .

"I dodged your attack perfectly . It's not worth mentioning, the early form of the spirit of knife," Jiang Chen said with a light smile .

Fang Han was flabbergasted . They had been so close when he attacked, but he didn't even touch Jiang Chen's clothes . This meant his attack had been completely seen through .

"No, you got lucky, that's all . It's just because you can fly . "

Fang Han refused to accept it . The fact that Jiang Chen could stand in the air became his excuse . He said, "You can stay there, but I'll kill those you want to protect . "

"Don't try to irritate me with such a bad excuse . That won't make me come down . "

Jiang Chen landed and said, "Since you're not convinced, why not take one of my sword attacks?"

"Do you think I'm I frightened of you, or what?" Fang Han was quite proud that Jiang Chen had landed . He looked at Jiang Chen with disdain .

"Good . "

Jiang Chen put the Redcloud Sword into its sheath and grasped the sword handle . He said, "Ready?"

Fang Han sneered disdainfully, so Jiang Chen repeated what he had done before . He drew out the Redcloud Sword little by little .

"The Sword Method of Ksana: The First Movement . "

When one-third of the blade was still in the sheath, Jiang Chen moved .

He was as fast as before . No one on watching could see his movements . They only saw him disappear from where he had been standing . At the same time, many lines of light appeared around Fang Han .

It looked like arrows made of light were bouncing around .

It had been too fast, perhaps only in the blink of an eye .

When Jiang Chen emerged again, he was five yards behind Fang Han .

Fang Han was motionless and cut into two, like what he had attempted to do to Jiang Chen .

Another ghost shadow?

Everyone thought this subconsciously .

They were dumbfounded when the sliced body fell onto the ground, including the thousands from the Flying Dragon Gang .

Fang Han couldn't even take one sword attack from Jiang Chen .

"Darn!!!"

The leader of the Flying Dragon Gang had lost two sons in one day, and Fang Han had been so excellent . He was heartbroken and furious .

He thought that things wouldn't go wrong since he was present, but he couldn't move as fast as Jiang Chen's sword .

Everything had happened in one instant .

"I'll kill you!"

The leader jumped out of the crowd . He was strong and large, a middle-aged man, about six feet and six inches tall . He had a black beard, and was very hairy . His two thick, black eyebrows seemed connected together .

"Are you angry? What did you do while your son was running amuck and harming others?" Jiang Chen said .

"I'll tear you into pieces!"

The leader of the Flying Dragon Gang was in the peak of the late stage . His state was far higher than Jiang Chen's, not to mention the martial arts techniques he knew . His long arms could tear Jiang Chen apart .

"You bring grief to others with your strength, but refuse to accept the same fate when it happens to you," Jiang Chen said coldly .

"What's the use of saying these things? You can stay in the air . However…"

As the leader of the Flying Dragon Gang spoke, he looked towards those of the Verdant Wood Tribe . He laid his eyes on Zhang Juan and the others, pointed at them, and said, "Catch them!"

Six law protectors with sullen expressions walked out of the crowd . They were all in the late stage .

Those of the Verdant Wood Tribe finally snapped out of the daze caused by Fang Han's death . They realized that even though Jiang Chen had killed Fang Han, nothing would change .

He wouldn't be able to deal with so many guys in the late stage of the Mental Wander State .

"Do you think I'm only trash talking before I escape?" Jiang Chen asked .

"Yeah?"

Leader Fang's reaction undoubtedly meant, "Aren't you?"

"I'm just trying to explain how you'll die . I'm unable to kill you . That's true, but it doesn't mean I don't have the means to kill you . "

"Whitty, go . "

Hardly had he stopped speaking when a thunderous tiger's roar was heard .