Xianhong Road

Chapter 185
When the real killing intent came, Yang Fan felt a fatal crisis, which also stimulated the potential in his body, and his energy and spirit rose instantly, and the mist of life all over his body turned into a roaring snake.

However, when his nerves were tense, the murderous intent that suppressed the entire fifth floor of the hospital suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Yang Fan didn't dare to relax, and immediately restrained his breath, and entered the "omniscient mode" in a short time, controlling all changes in the entire "Xianhong Medical Center".

After a long time, there was no more movement around, and the hidden murderous intent never appeared.

Whoosh!
Yang Fan caught a trace of an afterimage, which suddenly disappeared from his senses at a terrifying speed.

When it is still, it seems to be integrated into this void, and when it moves, it is as fast as thunder.

"It's such a terrifying concealment technique... The person who assassinated is probably a strong man at the foundation-building stage!" Yang Fan's face was terrified.

Faced with the strong in the foundation building stage, he may have the ability to protect himself, and it is still in the case of revealing his cards.

But now, he has to face the assassination of a strong man in the foundation establishment period.

Killers, they will not consider any morality and dignity, with killing as the ultimate goal, they can use whatever means.

Fighting head-on with the monks in the early stage of foundation establishment, Yang Fan has a chance to protect himself, but in the face of assassination, the situation is not good...

"I didn't expect the last round of killers to be so terrifying!"

Yang Fan frowned, and his personal bodyguard, Hu Fei, was practicing in seclusion. He could only face a strong man of this level alone.

"Genius doctor, the killing intent just now must have come from the 'Silver Killer' in the organization. It is said that among low-level monks, no one can escape the assassination of the 'Silver Killer'."

Cang Yun was sweating in his heart, just now he also faintly felt the peeping of the third-round killer, but for some reason he wanted to, so he didn't make a move.

"Silver Medal Killer?" Yang Fan asked slightly puzzled: "He appeared just now, but he didn't make a move. I don't know how to avoid the last round of assassination?"

Cang Yun said: "There are only two situations. The first is that the silver medal killer dies, and the second is that the silver medal killer fails three times."

"Is that shot just now?" Yang Fan asked.

"It doesn't count, because he hasn't attacked you yet." Cang Yun replied.

"I see..." Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he only had to dodge the opponent's three shots.

"Okay, both of you go back."

Yang Fan sent them off without further questioning about their identities.

"Cang Yun is the killer, this is already a settled fact. And the existence of Die Lian is a bit weird, she seems to be just to get close to me, and she has no malicious intentions..."

Yang Fan thought quietly.

At a certain moment, his back felt cold, and he felt that faint murderous intent again.

This killing intent should have come from outside his senses and consciousness.

It was really appalling that that person could clearly convey his killing intent to him despite being separated by miles.Therefore, the killer's soul realm is definitely higher than him, at least a strong man above the middle stage of foundation establishment.

The opponent can stare at him all the time, as long as he finds any gap, he will launch a fatal blow, making you restless.

"No, I can't sit still!"

With a look of determination on his face, Yang Fan immediately got up, sorted out the contents of the storage bag, and even carried the mysterious black whip close to his body, and even transferred the armored puppet to the storage bag.

Soon, he took out his pen and ink, wrote a letter, walked to the third floor of the medical hall, and told an apprentice to call Hu Fei over.Hu Fei is currently living in the Yanwang Mansion for retreat and practice, which is some distance away from here.

Yang Fan understood that he would be passive after all, and only by finding Hu Fei would he have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

After waiting for an hour, the apprentice never returned, and Yang Fan felt something was wrong.

Two hours later, the apprentices sent out still hadn't returned.

Yang Fan sighed softly, it seemed that the apprentice had suffered misfortune.

That killer was so powerful, he knew every pharmacist and apprentice in Xianhong Medical Center, and once someone went out to ask for help, he would mercilessly kill them.

"Looks like I have to go there myself!"

Yang Fan sighed softly, greeted Yaoshi Lu on the third floor, and left alone.

"The genius doctor just left..." said a guard.

Not long after Yang Fan left, Dielian's complexion changed when she heard the news: "Not good—"

At this time, Yang Fan had already walked a certain distance.

The streets were brightly lit and people were coming and going, Yang Fan walked unhurriedly, his mind was as calm as water, unmoved by external objects.

In omniscience mode, he controls any changes in the surrounding space area, and his pace also maintains a strange rhythm.

The murderous intent lurking in the dark flashed from time to time, Yang Fan remained calm and kept pace.

With the effort of walking for a cup of tea, Yan Wang's mansion will be reached soon.

Yang Fan was secretly happy, it seemed that the killer couldn't find a flaw and didn't make a move.

After a while, Prince Yan's Mansion was in front of him, Yang Fan quickened his pace and walked towards the guard guarding the gate.

"Yang Yaoshi!" All the guards of the palace knew him and quickly saluted him.

Yang Fan nodded and walked in.

"Finally here..." Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

There are countless masters in King Yan's mansion, and there is even King Yan, who is at the pinnacle of the secular world. No matter how strong the killer is, he still has to weigh it.

But at this moment, a faint cold light shot down from the eaves above Yang Fan's head.

This... how is this possible?

Yang Fan was shocked. It turned out that the killer knew that he would come to the Yan Palace, so he lurked on the eaves of the door.

As soon as he entered, he just happened to charge up a blow to the convenience, with such mentality and methods, it was simply impossible to guard against.

It was too late and then too soon, that faint cold light looked like moonlight, imperceptible.

However, in Yang Fan's eyes, it is the tentacle of death.

At the critical juncture, there was a green flying sword in Yang Fan's hand, and wisps of emerald spiritual energy poured into it, blocking the faint cold light with a slight difference.

Ding!
A soft and crisp sound broke the tranquility of the night, Yang Fan only felt an irresistible sharp air coming, his whole arm went numb, and he lost consciousness.

Not only that, there was also a domineering and strange force that invaded his body and immediately caused him severe injuries.

Click!

The pale cold light collided with the "Qingfeng Sword" in his hand, and with the effort of breathing, this low-grade spiritual weapon broke into two pieces.

The spiritual weapon was connected to Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness, and the former was damaged, Yang Fan was immediately traumatized, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But at this moment, Yang Fan could see clearly the body of the pale cold light.

It turned out to be a thin sword-shaped blade that was almost hidden in the night sky, and its color was like moonlight.

Judging from the aura emanating from above, this is at least a top-grade spiritual weapon, even a top-grade spiritual weapon!
call!
After cutting off Yang Fan's spiritual weapon, the thin sword-shaped blade stopped slightly and slashed towards his throat.

But at this moment, it was the gap where Yang Fan swung his sword, the spiritual weapon broke, his mind was damaged, and his body was severely injured.

laugh!
Seeing that cold light, it will pass through Yang Fan's throat.

At this moment, Yang Fan waved out his other hand, and a blue brick blocked in front of him out of thin air.

clang~
The sword-shaped thin blade that blended into the night hit this extremely thick middle-grade spiritual weapon without leaving any traces, and it also saved Yang Fan's life at a critical moment.

Regardless of the broken spirit weapon, Yang Fan immediately poured mana into the blue bricks, and immediately, a wall-like barrier appeared in front of him, shining blue light.

clang~
The sword-shaped thin blade pierced two swords like lightning, causing the protective layer to shake for a while, and the blue light became much dimmer.

Under the darkness of night, Yang Fan saw a vague black figure hanging upside down from the eaves, the spiritual weapon in his hand melted into the moonlight of the night, flickering with cold light, like a deadly god of death.

"Not good! Someone assassinated!"

At this time, the guards of the palace at the gate all reacted and rushed over, but saw that incredible scene.

call out!
Seeing this scene, the indistinct black figure leaped into the air and flew to the roof.

Then divide into four and fly from four directions.

Phantom Clone?
Yang Fan stood where he was, holding an inconspicuous black whip in his hand, but he didn't make a move.

Before the guards rushed over, Yang Fan put away the blue bricks, knelt down, picked up the broken low-grade spiritual weapon, and sighed softly: he finally escaped a catastrophe.

However, he still faces two fatal assassinations by the "silver killer".

"Pharmacist, are you alright?" The guards stepped forward and asked.

"I'm fine, I got a slight injury, nothing serious."

Yang Fan smiled, his face was a little pale at the moment, and the hand holding the sword was already half paralyzed.

In addition, Yang Fan's mind was damaged and his body was seriously injured.

However, with his special physique, these injuries recovered at an incredible speed, faster than his own healing.

Because the recovery ability is faster than his healing speed, if Yang Fan heals himself, it will hardly be effective. All he has to do is wait for the injury to recover on its own.

(Note: Regarding this point, it was mentioned as early as in the tenth chapter that it is impossible for the protagonist to injure himself and then heal to improve his cultivation level. In addition, the protagonist heals the wounds of people with low cultivation bases, and the effect is very poor , not to mention the idea of ​​catching small animals and raising them in captivity, and constantly wounding them for treatment.)
Suffering heavy injuries, Yang Fan walked forward without haste, feeling that the injuries in his body were rapidly recovering.

At the same time, he still maintains the all-knowing mode to prevent the killer from counterattacking.

Yang Fan expected that now that he was seriously injured, the killer would probably not miss this good opportunity.

Sure enough, after he left for a while, he felt the feeling of being spied on again.

"This killer is really powerful. His concealment technique has reached the realm of transcendence and holiness. Even in omniscience mode, he cannot easily detect his existence..."

Yang Fan felt calm, and gradually narrowed the scope of the "omniscient mode". In this sensory mode, a radius of hundreds of feet is his most effective range.

In order to deal with this terrifying killer, Yang Fan narrowed the range of his senses to a radius of twenty feet.

After walking for a while, there is an artificial river in front of you, and you can enter the Keliao area of ​​the palace by crossing the bridge above. There are many immortal cultivators there, and Hu Fei lives in it.

As soon as he approached the artificial river, Yang Fan's eyes froze, and his figure suddenly jumped forward.

Call ~
The mysterious black whip in his hand shot out, turned into a phantom, stretched a length of one or two feet out of thin air, and stabbed silently at a certain place in the river.

(Second update, my ticket)
(End of this chapter)