Tian Yunzhi

Although the Fan Flying Bandit’s methods were comparable to a normal True Mystic Rank’s, he didn’t have the courage to kill himself.

Losing both his arms only made him think about surviving.

“Fan Flying Bandit, this is the second time that you’ve troubled me. I told you before that I’m going to chop off one of your arms and cripple your cultivation.”

Zhao Feng coldly chased after the Fan Flying Bandit with his Three Flowered Treasured Lotus.

Having burnt his Qi of True Spirit, the Fan Flying Bandit’s speed had surpassed the True Human Rank level and he was even slightly faster than normal True Mystic Rank cultivators.

The distance between Zhao Feng and the Fan Flying Bandit was getting further and further apart.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have a powerful long range weapon.”

Zhao Feng felt slightly regretful.

The Luohou Bow wasn’t enough to deal with the Fan Flying Bandit, who had reached the peak True Human Rank.