The servants and maids in a room collapsed weakly on the bed, with no wounds on their bodies, and it seemed that they had just been infected with drugs. Until this time, no one in the courtyard discovered that a murderer had come to his vicinity.

Just like Chen Pingping once taught him a grandmaster assassin, no one can resist it forever, and a assassin like Fan Xian who is a ninth-grade who has been studying dark skills since childhood, there is not much in the world to stop him.

While walking towards the backyard in silence, Fan Xian looked at the high walls on both sides with a vigilant look. The Information of the Supervision Bureau was meticulous enough to investigate the defense power of the yard clearly. So no one hidden in the dark could escape his cold eyes like a falcon.

Walk past a tree.

A person flashed behind the tree, holding a knife and slashing silently!

Fan Xian looked ahead, his face still, his right hand was already on his waist, and he pulled out the soft sword with a snorted sound. He shook his wrist, took a step back, and his right heel slightly turned, and his whole body turned to the left at an extremely clever angle. The sword in his hand also followed his forearm, stabbing out like an arrow from a string.

This sword seemed to contain a strange smell, forming a perfect harmony with Fan Xian's entire body. The tip of the sword was so lightly that it pierced into the throat cartilage of the attacker.

With a crack, the attacker's throat broke and his blood squirted.

Fan Xian put his sword away, even at this time, he still did not care about the front and back.

The door of the side wing on the stone steps opened, and a man noticed Fan Xian's existence, rushed down in panic and angrily.

Fan Xian had a flat arm and a sword across his chest, as strange as if he committed suicide, but it blocked all the empty doors in front of him.

But the next moment, he rushed three steps under his feet, and the seemingly impeccable horizontal sword, which seemed to be defensive, turned into a sudden kill full of stern and violent intentions!

When this sword passed, Fan Xian's whole mind seemed to be in front of him, and his spirit was all in this sword. How could that person stop such a might?

I saw blood splashing and the head fell to the ground!

Fan Xian's face was still calm, and he took two light steps to the right. The true energy burst out from the snow mountain and burst out from the shoulder blades, bounced his right arm like a spring-time hard willow branch outside Suzhou City was pulled down by a naughty boy, and then bounced back quickly.

With such a poetic and picturesque shot, the sword held in his right hand was like the last ink dot in the painting, and it gently lit it.

It just hit another person's throat and killed another person.

Fan Xian used three swords to kill three people. What kind of sword technique is this...?

If Gundam was in the yard at this time, he would definitely exclaim. If Haitang saw this scene, he would definitely know why Fan Xian always avoided himself while practicing qigong these days. If Yun Zhilan, who was playing sniping with Shadow in Jiangnan, saw these three swords, he would definitely be stupid on the spot. He thought to himself when did the master accept such a young junior brother again?

The sword of the four eyes.

The Sigu Sword of the Sigu Sword.

Gu Qian ignored the back and Gu Zuo ignored the right four-gu Jian.

All the thugs woke up in the yard were stabbed to death. Fan Xian was a little satisfied with the sword's edge, and was quite satisfied with the results of the trial tonight. The shadow assassin stabbed him with a sword and almost stabbed him to death. In the end, he asked the other party for compensation...it seemed to be enough to make up for the damage.

No one in this world is as lucky as Fan Xian, who can learn the true essence of the Sigu Sword.

The key to the Four-Gu Jian is not the sword force, nor is it the sword move, but the footwork. Only the footwork can completely concentrate a person's strength in an iron sword.

And Fan Xian even felt even more vaguely that footwork was not even the most critical link!

The key is the kind of ruthlessness of taking care of the front and the left and the right! One sword must do its best, and the murderous intent will be horizontal and horizontal. The god cannot stop it, and the sky cannot stop it. The so-called looking around is actually ignoring it.

Thinking of this section, Fan Xian shook his head silently. Thinking of the sword that the shadow in the Hanging Temple was stabbed out in white, it seemed to cover the light of the sun. If it were not him who faced this sword at that time, maybe the shadow had already assassinated himself under the sword without mercy.

A cold sword shone in the courtyard. Everyone who could die died was under this sword. Only two people escaped from the back wall. Fan Xian ignored it and just carried a long sword on his back and walked quietly into the quiet bedroom.

With two squeals outside the back wall, Gundam retracted his long knife, looked at the four pieces of meat around him, and shook his head.

Fan Xian pushed open the bedroom door. He looked at the woman who had just woken up from the bed and had only time to light the red candle, but had no time to put on her clothes, and said with a smile: "Everyone, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yuan Meng, who was wanted by the Ministry of Justice and hidden in Suzhou, bit her lower lip tightly and looked at the handsome young man like a god of killing at the door. After a moment, he suddenly shouted: "Mr. Xiao Fan... Why don't he let me go?"

"A very naive question...but I am willing to answer you." Fan Xian walked slowly towards her and said calmly: "You have too much blood from innocent women on your hands. Your father is destined to be a child. Of course, you must be filial."

Yuan Meng's black hair floated weakly on her forehead and said with a tragic smile: "I'm just being ordered by someone in Kyoto... As for the matter of the Ministry of Justice, I want to be warned... You should know that your brother and the third prince you are teaching now are not very clean. If you want to kill me, you can't even think of disgusting me with such righteous words."

Fan Xianpingping raised his long sword and said with a smile: "Agree, you are a bad person. If I were a good person, maybe you still have some chances. Unfortunately, you also understand that I am a... a bad person."

Yuan Meng bit her lower lip nervously, shrouded in fear, and suddenly smiled and said, "Haha! Do you want to catch me and deal with Your Highness? Tell you, it's impossible!"

After saying this, she gritted her teeth and committed suicide by taking poison. Her whole body suddenly stiffened and she fell on the red quilt in the bed, with a bang.
Chapter completed!