With a slight difference, Yang Fan dodged the other party's unexpected blow, and immediately sacrificed a magic weapon and a poison treasure of dark purple beads.

With a chill in his heart, he immediately injected mana into the poison treasure, as long as this invisible and qualitative poison was exerted, under the condensation period, I am afraid that no one would be able to retreat with his whole body.

But at this moment, the figure of the "healthy servant" flashed, and he didn't even care about the magic weapon that shot out, his body flashed, turned into a cloud of phantoms, and flew away into the distance, flying off the wall, and even volleying into the void, which was several times higher than the martial arts masters in the secular world.

If you miss a hit, run away immediately!

This assassin is really decisive enough, Yang Fan can't help but secretly admire, if the other party leaves too late, I am afraid that he will be poisoned by the invisible poison in the poison treasure into the body, and end up with poison death.

But do you really think you can run?

Yang Fan smiled coldly, and when the "healthy servant" had just escaped from Zhangxu, he chased after him, jumped in shape, and rose in the air.

Wisps of emerald light flickered in the void, and his body actually stepped a few steps in the air, spanning a distance of several feet.

Learn now and sell now.

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

As early as when Wushuang was fighting against King Yan, Yang Fan had observed the way they stayed and moved in the void for a short time.

Now, seeing that assassin performing the "Volley Void Step" technique, the aura at the level of the concentrating period in his body naturally operated, and he successfully copied this peerless martial art.

The servant heard that there was a strong wind in the air behind him, and glanced back at the corner of his eye, and his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly rolled on the ground.

Boom!

The magic weapon flying sword in Yang Fan's hand hit the ground, splitting a deep pit, and the soil layer cracked a piece, which showed its power.

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

Boom!

The assassin suddenly pinched something in his hand, and a strong mist of light burst in place, and he himself disappeared into thin air.

Yang Fan subconsciously closed his eyes and glanced at it with his divine sense.

The speed at which the Divine Consciousness is activated is much faster than in the omniscient mode.

As a result, his divine sense caught the son's escape.

Strangely, Yang Fan did not immediately pursue, but just stood in place and watched.

The Assassin was slightly relieved to see that he had not chased him.

If you miss a hit, you will run away immediately, this is one of the guidelines pursued by the killers within the "Dark Blood Dynasty".

Yang Fan had just talked with Yu Wenyan in the study, and he already had a preliminary understanding of the characteristics and basic information of this organization.

"Where...... Where to run?"

As soon as the killer escaped a few feet, a very ugly young man suddenly ushered in front of him, and a flash of lightning flashing with pale red flames in his hand shone endlessly.

Suddenly, a compelling pressure hit.

Burst!

A faint ray of lightning shot out from his hand, and the speed was terrifying, hitting his body in an instant.

Suddenly, the killer's body stiffened, his whole body was numb, and he couldn't move.

Yang Fan stood from a distance and watched, with a look of surprise on his face, he didn't expect Hu Fei to be like this. In his hands, the thunderbolt supernatural power not only has a powerful destructive power, but also has such a control ability.

"Get him!"

Yang Fan stood in the distance and said with his divine sense.

After such a run-in, Yang Fan decided to expose part of his strength and show his divine sense, which not only allowed Hu Fei to put away his contempt, but also effectively played the role of this personal bodyguard.

Hearing this, Hu Fei reached out and picked up the killer's clothes, and slapped his abdomen with his other hand, sealing his mana.

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

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

With that, he crouched down and tore open the human skin mask on the killer's face, revealing a pale face with a few wrinkles, a few scars on his cheeks, and a few hints of despair in his eyes.

"Tell me, who hired you to kill me?"

Yang Fan stared into his eyes, and a compelling pressure descended, making the killer's heart tremble, and he looked at Yang Fan with a look of fear.

At this moment, he realized that the other party was definitely not as simple as a pharmacist in the Qi refining period, and with this spiritual coercion, the other party had definitely stepped into the condensation stage.

Assassinating a monk of the Condensation Period, in normal times, even if he was given ten guts, he would not dare to do it.

At this moment, he hated the people in charge of intelligence in the organization, and a small mistake in estimating the strength of the target prey could make the whole mission fail.

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

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

"Is that really the case?" said Yang Fan in disbelief.

"Even if you search my soul, it will be useless. At this, 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 bang, a team of more than a dozen palace guards rushed over and firmly trapped the killer lying on the ground.

"My lord, what's going on?" asked the chief of the guard, bowing slightly.

"He was a killer intent on assassinating the pharmacist, and was subdued by my personal bodyguards. Yang Fan said lightly.

"Can you hand him over to the palace for interrogation?" asked the chief of the guard, his men having come with ropes.

"No, I can't. Yang Fan's face sank: "This person knows the demon law, and he almost killed me, so he can't hand it over to you." ”

With 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 Immortal Secret in his body reversed and sent out in an unbelievable way.

"This ......" The head of the guard didn't expect Yang Fan to refuse.

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

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

"Dead! He's dead!"

One of the guards exclaimed.

The head of the guard looked sideways and was immediately startled, only to see that the killer, who was still alive just now, had bled to death.

He's dead?

How did he die?

These guards broke out in a cold sweat, and involuntarily looked in the direction of Yang Fan's departure, their eyes revealing deep awe.

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

The old manager personally arrived and immediately asked for an autopsy, and he reported the matter to King Yan overnight.

"Killer?" King Yan muttered, "I didn't expect the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' to send someone over so soon. ”

"However, this Yang Fan's strength is also unfathomable, and there is also a personal bodyguard of the Contemplation Period by his side, and the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' also underestimates his strength......"

"Lord Wang, in this way, the mission of the 'Dark Blood Dynasty' has failed?" said the old manager curiously.

"Failure?" King Yan sneered, shook his head, and said, "According to convention, this is only the first round of killers, and there are two more to come." If they can avoid three assassinations, the 'Darkblood Dynasty' will stop. Unless the hired person adds more money or cultivates the spirit stones of the immortal realm. ”

......

"Are there two more assassinations?"

Yang Fan returned to the room, stroked the dark blood token in his hand, and muttered, there was no worry in his eyes, let alone fear, but a little expectation and excitement.

He understands that in such a situation, there must not be even the slightest retreat and fear.

"Blind prevention, after all, is not a good countermeasure, as the so-called open sword is easy to dodge, hidden arrow is difficult to prevent. I've got to think of a counter......"

Yang Fan's thoughts were racing rapidly, and he quickly thought of the butterfly lotus he met in Cuiweiju tonight.

On the surface, Dielian looks like an ordinary girl, and even Yang Fan scans it with his divine sense, which is also the result.

However, he always felt that this girl was not like a mortal, and he could infer one or two from her unique charm and the vital functions in her body. This woman has a good appearance, but it seems that she has cultivated a kind of charm, but Yang Fan can't feel the mana in her body.

There is also a suspicion, that is, Cang Yun, a boy with a miserable background, Yang Fan is also a little suspicious of this son, but he can deeply understand the emotion in Cang Yun's eyes that can resonate with the soul.

That night, Yang Fan meditated on pranayama and began to practice the Nine Demon Skills.

Because his Immortal Macro Jue mana was promoted to the middle stage of condensation, his magic skills would be improved accordingly.

As before, with the support of the realm of the Immortal Fortune, the improvement speed of the Nine Demons Skill was very fast, directly ignoring the harsh requirements of this skill on qualifications and surnames.

At the same time, Yang Fan also discovered a situation, since that time he had an epiphany on the Demon Qi Spirit Spring and comprehended the essence of the Demon Dao, he had a feeling of being at home when he cultivated the Demon Skill and the Demon Dao Divine Power.

The next morning, Yang Fan exhaled lightly and withdrew his demonic skills, and the soft and kind power of Xianhongjue concealed the demonic qi in his body.

When he walked out of the courtyard, he found that the palace had arranged a new servant for himself.

Yang Fan glanced at this servant a few times, and quietly recorded the aura on his body, just in case. I think that most of his killers will not repeat their old tricks.

"I will leave the 'palace' today, and you will not have to serve me. ”

Yang Fan packed up his things, greeted Yu Wenxin, left the palace, and went to his own medical hall.

When I first arrived at the medical center, I found that the apprentices and pharmacists recruited yesterday had arrived.

In addition, there are some secular doctors and other miscellaneous people in the infirmary.

At this moment, there was a pungent smell of medicine in the medical hall, and a large number of people in the palace were working on the final planning work.

Yang Fan checked for a while and found that everything was acting according to what he thought, and nodded with satisfaction.

So, he came to his own private space on the fifth floor of the medical hall.

The space on the fifth floor of the medical hall is not small, there are beds, a study, and a storeroom. The interior decoration is very comfortable, Yang Fan happened to see a plaque, and he thought that it was sent by the steward.

So, Yang Fan took out the ink pen unique to the Immortal Cultivation Realm from the storage bag.

Picking up the big brush and groaning on his face, Yang Fan quietly examined the plaque in front of him, slowly breathed, and unconsciously entered the unique artistic conception of Xianhongjue.

In his mind, the mysterious and obscure spells and ancient runes in the Qi Refining Chapter and the Condensation Chapter were floating at any cost, transmitting an inexplicable and empty sound, faintly outlining the tip of the iceberg of the primordial laws of the desolate universe.

At this moment, his senses expanded a thousand times, and the mist of life in his body melted into every inch of space around him, creating a strange resonance with the endless flow of life between heaven and earth.

Celestial mode!

Yang Fan's heart throbbed.

(To be continued)