"Proof how are you going to prove it?"

Wushuang smiled slightly, and looked at somewhere outside the window: "Hehe, when you say hidden immortal cultivator, do you mean this assassin?"

Assassin?

Yang Fan was stunned and immediately expanded his senses.

Swish!

Wushuang actually disappeared from under his eyelids, and by the time Yang Fan reacted, the other party had already appeared in the void dozens of feet away from the medical hall.

In the night, he carried a sword, dressed in white, facing the night wind, his clothes fluttered, and his eyes were as deep as the sea of stars, floating like a fairy.

Airplanes!

As soon as Wushuang appeared, a black shadow suddenly appeared at the position under his feet, which immediately turned into a ball of light and shadow, split into four, and ran in four directions.

Four identical black shadows fled in four directions.

Phantom clone!

"It's the killer......"

Yang Fan almost exclaimed, this is the silver killer he is guarding against at night.

"I hate assassinations the most......"

With a hint of mockery and contempt at the corners of Wushuang's mouth, he stretched out his fair and simple hand, and wiped it gently.

Airplanes~

Without warning, a silver sword light appeared in the void in front of him, appearing right at the throat of one of the black shadows.

Poof!

Blood splattered, and with a scream, the assassin died.

From Yang Fan's point of view, the killer seemed to have crashed into the peerless sword by himself, and then his body was in a different place.

Thump!

The terrifying silver killer of the Darkblood Dynasty fell to the ground, his head rolled off, and his eyes still had an expression of disbelief.

From the end of Wushuang's shot, to the final killing of the silver killer, it was only a few breaths in total.

Yang Fan couldn't help but gasp, no wonder Wushuang's tone was so big, there was no opponent in the land of Kyoto.

With the means he used to kill the Silver Medal Killer of the Dark Blood Dynasty just now, most of his strength had already surpassed the foundation building period, and as for whether it had reached the level of a high-level monk, Yang Fan couldn't guess.

However, one thing is for sure, Wushuang's fighting will and realm must have reached the rank of high-level monks.

In a few breaths, killing the foundation building period monks, and leaving the other party without the power to resist, what level of realm does this need?

Swish!

After killing the silver medal killer, Wushuang dodged and returned to the fourth floor of the medical hall, but there was no sense of accomplishment on his face, his figure became more and more lonely, and he muttered: "I hope that person doesn't disappoint me......"

Yang Fan couldn't help but ask, "Who is that person?"

"The first warrior of Yuyang Country. Wushuang took a deep breath and said in a strange tone, his eyes filled with anticipation and excitement.

"You mean the Martial Saint?" Yang Fan suddenly came to his senses.

King Yan had mentioned to him before that Wushuang was recommended by his master, the Martial Saint.

The Martial Saint is the first person recognized as a martial artist in Yuyang Country, and his strength is unfathomable, and it is said that even the high-level of the immortal cultivation world is extremely fearful.

Wushuang nodded: "In this land of Kyoto, there are still two battles left, Hu Fei, and ...... You. ”

"Me?" Yang Fan felt a "chuckle" in his heart, and his heart was weak for a while: "Your strength has been raised to such a high level, why do you still challenge us?"

"Have you forgotten the previous agreement, I am a person who keeps my promises. Wushuang said proudly.

"There are still two months left before our agreement......" Wushuang said calmly.

"There are still two months to go...... Yang Fan sighed lightly and looked in the direction of Kyoto's "Hanyuan Mountain".

The time to date the "Cloud Fairy" is also two months later, if Wushuang is ruthless, I don't know if I can live to that day?

"Three days later, I will have a battle with you. Wushuang smiled lightly, walked down the fourth floor, and said to Hu Fei.

"You ......" Hu Fei gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You think I'm scared...... Afraid of you?"

The peerless figure was ethereal, and he walked out of the Xianhong Medical Hall leisurely.

Yang Fan stood in front of the window on the fourth floor of the medical hall, looked at his back, suddenly remembered something, took a deep breath, and said with his divine sense:

"Are you a martial artist or an immortal cultivator?"

Warrior, how can there be such a powerful force.

Whether it is Wushuang, or King Yan, or the legendary martial saint, the strength is far beyond the level of ordinary martial artists.

"It's not ......" Wushuang paused, and his voice sounded in Yang Fan's mind.

Neither...... What is that?

"I am ......" Wushuang's eyes bloomed with a trace of strange color, and he gently spit out two words:

"Wu Xiu. ”

Wu Xiu!

When Yang Fan heard these two words, his heart was shocked, as if he had been struck by spring thunder.

Martial Cultivation, there is really a Martial Cultivation in this world!

The so-called martial cultivation is to enter the Tao with martial arts, and achieve the same effect as immortal cultivators to pursue the avenue of heaven and earth and the path of immortal immortals.

In some ancient books, there is a description of martial arts cultivation, and the road to martial arts is difficult and difficult, even more than ten times more difficult than cultivating immortals. But once you successfully enter this path, you will have a combat power far beyond that of a monk of the same level.

The biggest feature of martial arts cultivation is that the combat effectiveness is very strong, and the strength is terrifying!

However, as martial cultivators, they also have disadvantages, that is, Shou Yuan has fewer than immortal cultivators of the same level, and they have fewer spells and supernatural powers in the early stage. However, the combat effectiveness of martial arts cultivation was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in ancient times.

With a complicated gaze, staring at the direction of Wushuang's departure, Yang Fan had a lot of thoughts in his heart, how much price did he have to pay to defeat such an opponent?

Wushuang was originally an ordinary person, but when he beat his mother's womb, he began to condense his body, thus shaping a perfect body.

His talent is very ordinary, but his enlightenment surname has reached an unbelievable level.

The most terrifying thing about Wushuang is the "surname Wu", just with a few words on the plaque on the Xianhong Medical Hall, he has raised his realm to an unimaginable realm.

"If I want to defeat him, I will at least advance to the foundation building period to have a glimmer of hope......" Yang Fan secretly calculated in his heart.

However, his current cultivation is only approaching the Great Perfection of Contemplation, and it is almost impossible to build a successful foundation within these two months, unless he is given another year and a half.

"Two months is too urgent...... Yang Fan shook his head.

Two months later, it was another opportunity for him to meet with ** Xi, which was both expectant and helpless.

The silver medal killer died, Yang Fan was temporarily free of worries, and the Xianhong Medical Hall returned to calm.

Two days later, Yang Fan went to King Yan's Mansion and found that Yu Wenxin had taken the Cleansing Pill with the help of King Yan half a month ago.

When he saw Yu Wenxin again, he was very surprised, this woman's temperament has changed greatly, her pretty face is as quiet as ever, she is full of country and city, but she has a little more holiness and wisdom, under the backdrop of a gorgeous palace dress, just like the Nine Heavens Xuannu, there is a breath of fairy dust between her behavior and speech.

"Xin'er, has your Nine Residences Xuan Vein awakened?" Yang Fan said with a slight surprise.

Yu Wenxin smiled slightly, and in those bright eyes, a mysterious point of light bloomed, as if there was a trace of induction with some mysterious existence between heaven and earth.

"Xin'er calculates that Brother Yang has been in some trouble recently......"

Yu Wenxin stared at Yang Fan for a moment, and his words were amazing.

(To be continued)