Wanjie Upgrade APP

Chapter 901

Fang Han used the same method to abolish another monk who was in the fifth-level body training state.

There was no emotional fluctuation in Fang Han's eyes. This matter was not enough to arouse his emotions.

A murderer is always killed. Since the other party wants to destroy his limbs, Fang Han will not be soft.

At this moment, two figures came in from the big hole in the wooden house. They were two monks in white clothes.

At this moment, one of the monks in white was holding a person in his hand.

Dressed in black, it was Wang Qiang.

The aura emanating from Wang Qiang's body was extremely weak, obviously he had already suffered heavy injuries.

And now the effect of the forbidden medicine he took has also passed, his cultivation base has dropped to the fourth-order body refining state again, coupled with the backlash of the forbidden medicine, Wang Qiang is even weaker than ever.

"The real master is here..." Fang Han glanced at the two white-clothed monks indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes.

He seemed to be extremely calm, or rather he didn't show any emotion or anger on the surface.

"They... were you injured?"

At this moment, the first time the two white-clothed monks came in, they saw two monks of the fourth-level body training state lying on the ground vomiting blood, and two monks of the fifth-level body training level who had passed out at Fang Han's feet.

They looked at Fang Han with cold eyes, not hiding the murderous intent in their eyes.

But soon, they suppressed the killing intent in their eyes.

Although they wanted to kill Fang Han directly, but this was the Tianhan Sect. Since they were the outer disciples of the Tianhan Sect, they had to abide by the Tianhan Sect's rules.

"Oh? These trash offended me, so I just scrapped them."

Fang Han said neither salty nor bland.

"If you want to die, let me, Zhang Ming, show you what kind of ability you have. You are so rampant that even my men dare to move."One of the monks in white gave a loud shout and rushed towards Fang Han.

Seeing the other party rushing, Fang Han didn't make any move.

"Ant-like dog! Die!" The monk in white rushed to Fang Han, shouted loudly, and grabbed Fang Han's neck with one hand.

From his point of view, Fang Han did not make any movements, so he must have not reacted.

There was a cruel smile in his eyes, and he was already thinking about how to torture Fang Han to relieve his anger when he would take down Fang Han later.

Those who dare to touch him really know how to live or die!

Just when the monk in white was about to grab Fang Han's neck, Fang Han moved.

He stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the white-clothed monk's wrist.

"The light of the firefly also wants to compete with Haoyue?" Fang Han shook his head.

"how come……"

The pupils of the monk in white shrank suddenly, and he was about to grab Fang Han's neck. Unexpectedly, Fang Han grabbed his wrist instead.

He exerted his strength suddenly, trying to pull his hand out of Fang Han's.

What surprised him was that his wrist seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Crack-"

Fang Han exerted a slight force on his hand, and there was a sound of bones breaking.

The monk in white suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream.

"get out!"

Fang Han kicked the white-clothed monk towards another monk in the sixth-level body refining realm.

"You will regret this……"

Another monk at the sixth level of body refining stared at Fang Han closely, then snorted coldly, threw Wang Qiang to the ground, helped the monk in white leave, and returned to the room.

He and the white-clothed monk who was injured by Fang Han were both at the sixth-level body-refinement realm. If the white-clothed monk was directly injured by Fang Han, he would not get any benefit if he made a move.

Although the two monks in the fourth-level body training state were directly injured by Fang Han and lost their combat power, they still had the ability to move.

Two cultivators of the fourth-level body refining realm also helped two monks of the fifth-level body refining realm to leave.

Although Wang Qiang was very weak, he saw everything that happened just now.

At this moment, Wang Qiang looked at Fang Han with a shocked face. Originally, he wanted to hold a group with Fang Han just to make the monks of the Zhang family a little scruples.

Never thought that Fang Han's strength could be so tyrannical.

"Brother Fang, you are really hiding something..."

Wang Qiang opened his mouth weakly, then closed his eyes, and passed out unexpectedly.

The injury he suffered was too serious, coupled with the backlash of the forbidden drug, he was not suppressed and treated in time, so he passed out.

"..."

Fang Han placed Wang Qiang in the room, and then left the dilapidated wooden house.

Looking around, Fang Han fixed his eyes on a small mountain on the right back of the wooden house.

Without any hesitation, Fang Han moved to the small mountain peak.

"Although the location is not very big, it is barely enough..."

Fang Han muttered, walked to a big tree, used his hand as a blade, and slashed at the big tree.

This big tree is 15 meters high and needs adults to surround it to hold it.

But such a big tree was like a cabbage in front of Fang Han, and was chopped off by Fang Han in an instant.

As a monk, if you practice against the sky, the power you get is unimaginable.

Now Fang Han is at the eighth level of body refining, and he has tempered his body to be harder than ordinary weapons.

Cutting down a big tree is not as simple as children's play house.

Afterwards, Fang Han chopped down several big trees in succession, and then whittled these big trees into sticks.

It took about an hour, and Fang Han finally built a log cabin.

This is his cabin.

It's not that Fang Han is not used to living in the dilapidated wooden house, he simply doesn't want to live with the other six monks.

They have humiliated Fang Han, and if he finds a chance, Fang Han will definitely kill him immediately.

Otherwise, I really think he has a good temper.

He, Fang Han, can pat his chest and say that he has never provoked others, and it was others who provoked him.

If he doesn't stand up, all kinds of cats and dogs will ride on his head, and if it spreads out, he won't laugh at other people's big teeth.

The majestic ninth-level celestial master was actually ridden on the head by a weak chicken in the realm of body training?

……

The cabin was built, and the sky was already dark.

Fang Han sat cross-legged on the wooden bed in the cabin, and soon entered the cultivation state directly.

He is only at the eighth-level body refining level now, if he wants to quickly restore his cultivation level to the heavenly master level, he needs to practice without delay.

As a monk, there is no problem without eating or sleeping for a month.

So Fang Han didn't want to waste time on these things.

Because it is not necessary.

In the state of cultivation, time passed extremely quickly, and the sky gradually turned pale.

Fang Han seemed not to know and was still in a state of cultivation.

"At noon, I should be able to enter the ninth level of body refining realm..." Fang Han thought secretly in his heart.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

Fang Han's cabin was surrounded by many monks, all of whom entered Tianhan Sect in the same batch as him.

At this moment, these monks were discussing something, occasionally pointing to the cabin where Fang Han was.

"I don't know which lifeless thing dares to challenge the majesty of the old man..."

"Arrogance often ends badly..."

"Hey, let's just wait and see the good show!"

A pot exploded near the cabin, and everyone looked at the cabin with great interest.

Some people had sneers on their faces, some had schadenfreude in their eyes, and some were just watching the show.

(End of this chapter)