"Do you regret it?" Ling Han asked with a smile.
"Humph, do you want me to beg for mercy?" Xu Jianshan smirked coldly, "Impossible. There are no cowards in the Imperial Clans!"
Ling Han shook his head, and said, "No need to be stubborn. Your eyes have already betrayed you."
Xu Jianshan shouted loudly, and once again began to flee.
As long as he could flee to a place where there was a signal, he would be able to contact his family, and it would only take an instant for Venerates to rush over to help.
Thus, he definitely couldn't give up. As long as he didn't die, there was still hope.
But in front of Ling Han, no matter how much he struggled, it was all in vain.
Every time he broke out of the siege, Ling Han would always appear in front of him at the first instant. He would throw a punch, and send him backwards.
He charged dozens of times, yet shockingly discovered that he was actually just circling around in the same spot.