Fang An's mission target name is He Qingming, who was previously the head of a family in a big city, and his only son was arrogant and domineering, causing many women from good families to boil, causing public resentment to boil, so he was arrested and imprisoned by the city lord.

But instead of thinking about his own mistakes, He Qingming led his family to rob the prison, destroyed the city lord's mansion by the way, ran away with gold and silver, and finally settled in this Kuishan City.

He Qingming is so doted on his only son, if he catches his only son and uses it to blackmail, he will obviously get twice the result with half the effort. But Fang An didn't want to make these messy plans anymore, he was really in a hurry.

In the dark of night, Fang An stood on the top of a restaurant in Kuishan City, the night wind blowing, occasionally lifting a corner of the black gauze hat, revealing half a hideous grimace.

The black Jiao bow appeared in his hand, and Fang An stretched out his bow and set up an arrow, pointing at the ten miles ahead. There is a brightly lit mansion there, in which He Qingming's family lives, Fang An has already made the ghost demon investigate and understand, at this time He Qingming is drinking and having fun with his only son.

The arrows burning with black flames condensed little by little, and behind Fang An, Xiao Sisi felt this familiar majesty again, his expression was a little flustered, but Fang An, who was facing away from Xiao Sisi, couldn't see it.

The bowstring shook slightly, and the Black Flame Starfall Arrow instantly broke away from the Black Jiao Bow, Fang An jumped from the top of the restaurant, and the goshawk ghost demon appeared at his feet, leading Fang An towards the He family's compound.

Looking at Fang An's back gradually disappearing into the night, Xiao Sisi also summoned the Ice Bird True Spirit Incarnation, but he didn't follow Fang An.

In the main hall of the He family's mansion, He Qingming was half-lying on the bed, and the beautiful lady in his arms was lifting the soft wattle and feeding the wine to He Qingming's mouth. His son He Sheng was also on the side, and there were more beautiful concubines beside him than his son.

As soon as the wine in the cup was consumed, He Qingming's hairs suddenly stood up, and his spiritual sense warned that a life-and-death crisis was coming.

The spiritual power exploded, and several beautiful wives and concubines were just ordinary people, and they were instantly shocked by He Qingming's huge spiritual power, and they had already lost their breath before they landed.

There was a clanging noise in the house, the tables, chairs and dishes were all broken, He Qingming picked up He Sheng, who had not yet reacted, and rushed out of the house.

He Qingming's reaction was not unpleasant, but Fang An's Black Flame Star Falling Arrow was faster. Before He Qingming's front foot stepped out of the threshold, the huge black Jiao transformed by the Black Flame Starfall Arrow had already come to the sky above the two.

Rumble!

The huge explosion instantly alarmed the countless spirit masters around, feeling the residual power of the explosion, these unrelated spirit masters also reacted very quickly, and fled one after another, and various colors of spiritual power appeared in the dark night, turning into various true spirit incarnations and rushing out.

And in the He family's compound, several guards of the True Spirit Realm looked at the violent spiritual power generated by the explosion, and the two trembled, and directly turned around and fled. Although they were the guards of He Qingming's family, they obviously couldn't help in the face of this level of fighting, and it was important to save their lives.

They wanted to leave, but Fang An was not willing, they could only hear the sound of "whoosh" and remember, several True Spirit Realm guards were all shot through the abdomen by black arrows and pinned in place.

Fang An walked out of the shadows, like a god of death in the night, step by step towards the main hall that had completely collapsed. As they passed by the wailing guards, the black flames in their hands condensed into long spears, the tips of which gently cut through their skin, bringing up a trail of blood, and then the guards were silent.

Along the way, the He family's thirteen true spirit guards have lost nine of them, and the other three don't know if they are not here.

"Who?"

"No, it's extraordinary!"

"Split up!"

After the two half-step transcendent realm guards saw Fang An, they also chose to flee. But as soon as they turned around, Fang An turned into a black lightning bolt and came to them like a ghost. The long knife of the spirit weapon in his hand slashed horizontally, and the two great heads flew into the air with dotted black flames.

After solving these guards, Fang An continued to come to the front of the main hall, facing the ruins of the wall, standing with a knife.

No matter how He Qingming said it, he was also an old transcendent, although he had not yet entered the second realm of transcendence, it was not far behind, and he would not be easily killed by Fang An.

Sure enough, after a while, only a bang was heard, countless wood and stones were shattered, and a figure jumped out of the deep pit under the main hall. His clothes were stained with blood, his right arm was missing, and his left arm was wrapped around a black dried corpse, if he hadn't used his own spiritual power to support him, he was afraid that when he had just used his spiritual power to break through the ruins, the dried corpse would turn into ashes.

Looking at the more than ten strange dried corpses displayed in the courtyard, He Qingming was stunned, and shouted angrily at the cloaked man in front of him: "Who are you?

"City Lord Zhang didn't have a blood feud with you back then, didn't you also slaughter the entire City Lord's Mansion. Fang An's hoarse and cold voice came out, and He Qingming was shocked and angry when he heard it.

"Are you a remnant of the Zhang Mansion?"

"No, I'm just here to kill you. Fang An raised his long knife and disappeared in place in an instant.

Black Flame Drag!

Boom!

When there was no room for it, He Qingming decisively threw away the dried corpse in his arms, and took out the spirit weapon long knife to barely block, but the power from Fang Andao's body made his face change slightly.

The powerful impact scattered around the two of them, blowing through Fang An's hat, revealing a hideous ghost face.

"Wu'er!" He Qingming suddenly let out a sad cry, how could He Sheng's corpse block such an impact, and turn into ashes directly in front of He Qingming.

Black Flame Crashing Fist!

Taking advantage of He Qingming's distraction, Fang An condensed the black flame in his left hand and punched out.

Sensing the crisis, He Qingming wanted to resist, but his left arm was holding a knife to resist Fang An's attack, and his right arm was already empty.

Looking at the black flames above Fang An's left fist, He Qingming's face changed greatly, he remembered that the spiritual power of the talisman was blown through by the black Jiao before, and a little black spark was contaminated with the back of his right hand, but it was like encountering a fire of dry firewood, which instantly burned and spread rapidly.

In desperation, He Qingming at that time had to break his arm to survive, and his only son He Sheng also died at the hands of this strange flame.

"You must not touch this flame!" He Qingming's spiritual power surged in his body, and a cold ice armor instantly formed on the surface of his body, and at the same time, layers of ice shields were condensed in front of his chest, in order to resist Fang An's punch.

Rumble!

Black flames erupted in He Qingming's chest, and the ice shield shattered one after another, but He Qingming quickly retreated with the power of Fang An's punch, crashing into the ruins of the main hall.

Before he could stand firmly, Fang An stepped forward, and the long sword of the spiritual weapon in his hand swayed out overlapping sword lights, enveloping He Qingming inside.

He Qingming, who only had one arm left, couldn't completely resist so many knife lights, not to mention that he still had his left arm, not his dominant hand, so there were more and more knife wounds on his body. Even if He Qingming continued to recover from his injuries with the cultivation of the Blood Spirit Realm, it was not a long-term strategy.

So He Qingming burst out, and an ice pick suddenly pierced out from under the feet of the two, Fang An dodged with his body, but the ice pick followed him like a shadow, and wherever he fell, the ice pick would stab out.

So Fang An jumped into the air, but there were suddenly countless ice picks in the air.

Stepping on the goshawk ghost demon and the ghost shield on his head, Fang An took out the black Jiao bow again, and the star fell five arrows in a row!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosions were continuous, and Fang An urged the goshawk ghost under his feet to swoop directly towards the center of the explosion.

Releasing spiritual skills and talent supernatural powers one after another, He Qingming's spiritual power began to be a little weak, and he was bombarded by Fang An again, even if he resisted the damage of the five starfalling arrows, the spiritual power in his body was already unstable.

At this time, Fang An rode the goshawk ghost demon to forcibly break through the aftermath of the explosion, and the spirit weapon long knife in his hand quickly burned black flames, and then turned into a black lightning bolt and disappeared from the back of the goshawk ghost demon.

In the center of the huge pothole, He Qingming looked at the sword that was blazing in his chest, only to feel a burst of dizziness, and then a sharp pain hit, he wanted to scream, but Fang Anshun crushed his neck.

The rich vitality condensed from He Qingming's corpse, and then was sucked into Fang An's body, although the degree of blood quenching was soaring in a straight line, Fang An still did not step into the transcendent realm.

Although the pure spiritual power and cultivation made it easier for Fang An to fight beyond the ranks, it also became a shackle for Fang An to break through his cultivation.

Jumping out of the deep pit, Fang An dispersed the ghost face on his face, put away the long knife, and his figure suddenly stumbled twice.

"Senior, are you okay?" At this time, Xiao Sisi suddenly appeared beside Fang An, hurriedly grabbed Fang An's left arm and put it on her fragrant shoulder, and put the other hand on Fang An's waist to support him steadily.

"It's not in the way, it's just that the consumption is a little big, where have you been?" Fang An said with a pale face and a weak voice.

"That's good, I'm worried to death. Xiao Sisi was obviously relieved when he heard this, and then said with a somewhat gloomy face, "People's ······ People were a little uncomfortable just now, and went to solve the girl's private affairs······"

After Xiao Sisi finished speaking, she lowered her head shyly, but she held the right hand on Fang An's waist, but a dagger glowing with green light quietly appeared, and then stabbed it violently!

Poof!