By the slightest difference, Yang Fan avoided the opponent's unexpected attack and immediately sacrificed a magic weapon and a poisonous treasure of dark purple beads.

He felt a stern in his heart, and he immediately injected magic power into the poisonous treasure. As long as this invisible and intangible poisonous power is exerted, no one will escape unscathed during the concentrating period.

But at this moment, the "Jianfu" flashed, and he couldn't even care about the magic weapon that was shot out. His figure flashed and turned into a phantom, jumped into the distance, flew around the eaves and walls, and even was in the air, several times higher than the martial arts masters in the secular world.

If you miss one blow, escape immediately!

The assassin was really decisive, and Yang Fan couldn't help but secretly admire him. If the other party leaves late, he will probably be penetrated by the invisible poisonous power from the poison treasure and end up with the poisonous death.

But, do you really think you can run away?

Yang Fan smiled coldly, and when the "health servant" had just escaped, he chased after him, jumped up and rose into the air.

Widths of green light flashed in the void, and his body actually took a few steps in the air, crossing several feet of distance.

Step in the air! Learn and sell now.

It is the supreme light skill in the legendary secular world!

As early as when Wushuang was fighting with King Yan, Yang Fan had observed their brief stay and move in the void.

Now, seeing the assassin performing the "Empty Step" technique again, the spiritual energy at the level of the mind-concentrating stage in his body was naturally circulating, successfully copying this peerless martial art.

The Jianfu heard a strong wind coming from the air behind him, and glanced back from the corner of his eyes, and was shocked in his heart, and quickly rolled on the ground.

Swallow bang!

The flying sword in Yang Fan's hand hit the ground and split a deep pit. The soil layer collapsed, showing its power.

However, in this way, Yang Fan's flying sword was also inserted into the soil layer and could not be retracted immediately.

Bang!

The assassin suddenly pinched something in his hand, and a strong fog of light burst out on the spot. He didn't know what method he used, and his body disappeared out of thin air.

Yang Fan subconsciously closed his eyes and glanced with his spiritual consciousness.

The speed of the spiritual consciousness is much faster than the omniscient mode.

As a result, his spiritual sense captured the trace of this son's escape.

Strangely, Yang Fan did not pursue him immediately, but just stood there and watched.

The assassin felt a little relieved when he saw that he did not chase him.

If you miss a single blow, you will escape immediately. This is one of the principles pursued by killers within the "Dark Blood Dynasty".

Yang Fan had a preliminary understanding of the characteristics and basic information of this organization through a conversation with Yu Wen Lie in his study.

“Where…where to run?”

The killer had just escaped several feet, and suddenly a very ugly boy came in front of him. A flash of lightning flashing red flames in his hand shone continuously.

Suddenly, a pressure of force came.

puff!

A slight lightning shot out from his hands, and the speed was extremely terrifying and hit his body in an instant.

Suddenly, the killer's body stiffened, his whole body became numb and he could not move.

Yang Fan stood in the distance and looked surprised. Unexpectedly, Hu Fei had such a move. The thunder and lightning magic power in his hands not only had powerful destructive power, but also had such control ability.

"Catch him!"

Yang Fan stood in the distance and sent a voice.

After such a Tianfei running-in, Yang Fan decided to expose some of his strength and show his spiritual consciousness, which not only made Hu Fei put away his contempt, but also effectively played the role of this personal bodyguard.

Upon hearing this, Hu Fei reached out and picked up the killer's clothes, and slapped his abdomen with his other hand, sealing his magic power.

After three or two steps, Hu Fei flew over and threw the killer at Yang Fan's feet.

Yang Fan showed no mercy and stepped on his chest pain, sneering: "A little late-stage Qi Refining Cultivator, just because you want to assassinate me?"

After saying that, he squatted down, tore open the human skin mask on the killer's face, revealing a pale face, with a little wrinkles, a few scars on his cheeks, and a few traces of despair in his eyes.

"Let me tell me, who hired you to kill me?"

Yang Fan stared into his eyes, and a forceful pressure came, causing the killer to tremble and look at Yang Fan with fear on his face.

At this moment, he realized that the other party was definitely not as simple as a pharmacist in the Qi Refining Stage. With this spiritual pressure, the other party was definitely in the ranks of the concentrating stage.

Assassinating a cultivator in the Concentration Stage is usually a person who gives him ten courage.

At this moment, he hated the people in charge of intelligence in the organization. A small mistake in estimating the strength of the target prey could cause the entire mission to fail.

What's more, the strength of the target in the intelligence is more than a few times different from its actual strength?

"I am a killer, I am only responsible for taking on tasks. I don't know who hired it..." A hoarse voice came from the killer's mouth.

"It's really that way?" Yang Fan said half-believingly.

"Even if you search me for souls, it will be useless." At this point, the killer closed his eyes, as if waiting for death.

At this moment, the guards in the palace heard the movement and rushed over.

With a clamor, a group of more than a dozen guards of the royal palace rushed over and trapped the killer lying on the ground.

"Sir, what's going on?" the chief guard saluted slightly and asked.

"He is a killer, intending to assassinate this pharmacist and be subdued by my personal bodyguard." Yang Fan said lightly.

"Can you hand him over to the royal palace for disposal and interrogation?" asked the chief guard, his subordinates had already come over with a rope.

"No." Yang Fan's face darkened: "This person knows magic and almost killed me. I can't leave it to you."

After saying that, he inhaled and concentrated, a strange color bloomed in his eyes, and a faint wave rippled away. At the same time, the power of the Xianhong Jue in his body reversed and was released in an incredible way.

"This..." The chief guard didn't expect Yang Fan to refuse.

The next moment, he felt a breath of death come.

By the time he realized, Yang Fan had already walked away.

"Die! He is dead!"

A guard exclaimed.

The head guard looked sideways and was shocked. He saw that the good killer who was still alive just now had already died of bleeding from all seven orifices.

Dead?

How did he die?

The guards were shocked and sweated coldly, and they couldn't help but turn their eyes to the direction where Yang Fan left, with deep awe in their eyes.

Soon, they carried the body away and reported the matter to the general manager.

The boss arrived in person and immediately asked for an autopsy. He reported the matter to the King of Yan overnight.

"Killer?" King Yan pondered: "I didn't expect that the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' would send someone here so soon."

"But Yang Fan's strength is unfathomable, and there is also a personal bodyguard in the concentrating stage around him. The 'Dark Blood Dynasty' also underestimated his strength..."

"Prince, then, has the mission of the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' failed?" The boss said curiously.

"Failed?" King Yan sneered and shook his head, "According to convention, this is only the first round of killers, and there are two more times next. If you can avoid three assassinations, the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' will stop. Unless the employer adds more money or spirit stones in the immortal world."

...

"Are there two more assassinations?"

Yang Fan returned to the room, stroked the dark blood token in his hand, and murmured, without any worries or fear in his eyes, but with a little bit of expectation and excitement.

He understood that in such a situation, he would not be able to retreat or fear even if he had any slightest slightest retreat.

"Precautions are not a good countermeasure after all. As the saying goes, it is easy to hide from the sword, but it is difficult to prevent the hidden arrows. I have to think of a countermeasure..."

Yang Fan's thoughts were moving rapidly, and he quickly remembered the butterfly lotus he met in Cuiweiju tonight.

Butterfly Lotus looks like an ordinary girl on the surface, and even Yang Fan scans it with his spiritual sense, this is the result.

However, he always felt that this girl was not like a mortal. From her unique charm and life functions, she could guess one or two. This woman was beautiful, but she seemed to have practiced a charming technique, but Yang Fan could not feel the magic power in her body.

There is another suspicious point, that is, Cang Yun, a boy with a miserable life experience. Yang Fan also had some doubts about this, but he could deeply understand the emotions in Cang Yun's eyes that could resonate with the soul.

That night, Yang Fan adjusted his breathing and meditated, and began to practice the Nine Nether Demonic Art.

Because his magic power of the Immortal Hong Jue has been promoted to the middle stage of concentrating the mind, the magic power must be improved accordingly.

As before, with the support of the Immortal Hong Jue, the Nine Nether Demonic Art is improved rapidly, and it directly ignores the strict requirements of this technique for qualifications and understanding.

At the same time, Yang Fan also discovered a situation. Since he suddenly realized the essence of the Demonic Spirit Spring and comprehended the essence of the Demonic Taoism, he has a feeling of practicing the Demonic Art and the Demonic Taoism.

The next morning, Yang Fan let out a light breath and regained the magic skills. The soft and friendly power of Xianhong Jue covered the demonic energy in his body empty.

After walking out of the courtyard, I found that the royal palace had arranged a new servant for myself.

Yang Fan looked at the servant a few times and kept noticing the breath on his body, just in case. I think his killer would probably not use the same trick again.

"I will leave the 'Ning Mansion' today, and you don't need to serve me anymore."

Yang Fan packed up his things, greeted Yuwen Xin, left the palace and went to his clinic.
To be continued...