"This...?
Fang Han held the cold hilt of the sword, surprised at first, and then suddenly realized.
Flowing Wind Sword is a fine product among Medium Grade weapons. The material selection and forging are of the highest quality. Logically speaking, it is enough to support the Middle Third Grade warriors to exert all their strength without any harm.
However, his own combat power can no longer be measured by common sense.
Although it is only the first time to enter Fourth Grade, with <Void-Sundering Nine Swords> who has reached the level of the Proficiency Realm, the real combat power has surpassed that of ordinary Fourth Grade Late Stage warriors and is close to the threshold of Upper Third Grade.
The fight with Gou Laosan just now was extremely dangerous.
Especially at the last moment, when faced with Gou Laosan's fatal blow that burned his blood, he used "Void Sundering" and "Sword Intent" to break it, but the instantaneous collision of the two extreme forces produced a backlash and load that far exceeded the endurance limit of the Medium Grade weapon.
This sword, after all, was overwhelmed by his tyrannical strength that transcended the realm and came to an end.
"Fortunately the battle is over!"
A trace of happiness crept into Fang Han's heart.
Fortunately, it fell apart after all the dust settled.
If just when the fierce battle was in full swing, Flowing Wind Sword suddenly collapsed.
Even a momentary delay and flaw, in the face of Fourth Grade Late Stage masters like Gou Laosan who are good at assassination and cunning and ruthless, are enough to drag him into the abyss of eternal destruction.
The thin line between life and death often hangs on such trivial things.
He slowly loosened his fingers and let the remaining sword hilt fall to the ground among the fragments, making a soft sound.
After that, be sure to get a sword of high enough grade. Something like this will never happen again.
His eyes moved away from the broken sword and returned to Gou Laosan's body.
He knelt down and stretched out his hand to uncover the dirty black cloth that was soaked in sweat and blood on the other side's face.
The face of a middle-aged man was revealed under the cloth, his skin color was a sallow color that is often not seen in the light.
On the left cheek, a ferocious scar cuts diagonally from the eyebrow bone to the corner of the mouth, like a centipede.
Even though there is no life left at this moment, there is still a lingering ferocious atmosphere.
"An unfamiliar face..."
Fang Han does not have the slightest impression of this person in his memory.
It's not like he didn't think about leaving someone alive and interrogating the person behind it.
However, in the previous situation, the other party was desperate and ruthless, and he was poisoned first.
If you are hesitant at all, I am afraid that the person lying here right now is Fang Han.
As a last resort, he had no choice but to kill.
"Who instigated this middle-aged man to assassinate me?"
Frowning his brows slightly, Fang Han fell into thought.
Why would a Fourth Grade Late Stage master who has never met him set up an ambush here to kill himself? What is his purpose?
The only thing I can think of is that I was ordered by someone or hired.
This is the most reasonable explanation.
Someone wanted his life, so they hired or instructed this killer.
"Is it Yin Huang?"
As Fang Han's thoughts were turning, beside the official road a few days ago, Yin Huang's face full of murderous intent and unwillingness first appeared.
Nether Pavilion True Disciple, Prodigy Ranking is the 82nd, they have a conflict with themselves in bidding for Vajra Fruit, and they are even more suspected of making a mistake with Shen You.
Yin Huang does have the motive and the financial resources to hire such experts.
But... is it really Yin Huang? Could it be someone else?
He continued to consider other possibilities.
"Chu Family remnants?"
Chu Feng practiced magic skills and was punished, Chu Family was investigated.
Even if a tree falls and the hozens scatter, even if there are fish that slip through the net, they probably won't be able to produce enough wealth to impress a Fourth Grade Late Stage master.
The possibility is slim.
"Shen Courtyard Master Tu Baichuan?"
The two parties did have old grudges, and Tu Baichuan tried to ease the relationship, but he refused.
But the grudge has not yet reached the point of life and death.
Tu Baichuan, as Elder, the real power of the sect, has a respected position and must weigh the pros and cons when doing things. He sent people to assassinate True Disciple, the sect's promising genius. Once exposed, it will be a catastrophic disaster.
Given his status and character, it is equally unlikely that he would make such a dangerous move.
Possibilities were proposed one after another, and each was weighed and eliminated in my mind.
Finally, a name clearly jumped into my mind - Gong Xing.
In the Liangshui City silver mine battle, Gong Xing's younger brother and many Gong Clan warriors died under his own sword.
This grudge is very deep.
Although Gong Clan is not a wealthy family, it has been entrenched in the local area for many years and the wealth it has accumulated cannot be underestimated.
More importantly, after he landed on Prodigy Ranking, it was not impossible for Gong Xing and Gong Clan to jump over the wall in fear and devote all their efforts to raise a lot of money to pay for the murderer.
And this possibility is not small.
"Let's put this matter aside for now."
Thoughts were like lightning. Although there was no proof, Fang Han already had a general tendency in his mind towards the mastermind behind the scenes.
There is no point in delving into it at the moment, the top priority is to return to the sect as soon as possible.
Only when you return to the Azure Profound Sect can you be truly safe.
"Let's see what we can gain..."
Fang Han gathered his thoughts and began to search Gou Laosan's body carefully.
This was not the first time he had done something like this. He moved skillfully and quickly, not missing any corner where items might be hidden.
The inner lining of the clothing, the belt compartment, the hidden pockets of the boots... all are explored one by one.
"There's something!"
In the secret pocket of the underwear, Fang Han touched a hard object.
When he took it out, he saw that it was an oilcloth package about a foot square and made of tough material.
After untying the twine, there were stacks of neatly stacked banknotes inside.
The denominations are all one hundred thousand taels, the paper is brand new, and the smell of ink is still there.
To put it roughly, there are more than three million!
"More than three million taels of silver?!"
Fang Han A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. How could he carry such a huge sum of money with him?
After thinking for a moment, he guessed the reason.
The killer in front of him was in the business of licking blood with the blade of a knife. After assassinating him, no matter whether he succeeded or failed, he would have to flee thousands of miles to avoid the thunderous wrath of the Azure Profound Sect.
This money is probably the money he prepared to escape.
It actually made me easier.
"This knife is not simple!"
Fang Han Wrap the oilcloth package again and put it away carefully.
Pulling off the soft armor that already had a hole in it, his eyes immediately fell on the short black blade that fell to the side.
The blade is long and narrow, and its quenched blue luster makes it even more mysterious in the darkening forest.
There was a fierce battle just now, and the blade and Flowing Wind Sword clashed hard many times. Flowing Wind Sword finally couldn't bear the load and broke into pieces. However, there was not even a trace of curling or chipping left on this short blade.
The blade is still as clean as new, exuding a deep chill.
"Good weapon."
Fang Han secretly praised it in his heart.
Although he doesn't use a knife, he still knows his stuff.
The quality of this short blade is beyond the reach of the Medium Grade weapon.
Only weapons that reach the High Grade level can be so tough and extraordinary and survive the fierce collision just now without any damage.
"It's a pity that I don't have a knife, so I can only use it for Recharge, System Panel."
The thought moved slightly, and the translucent System Panel quietly appeared in front of Fang Han.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 64 times (the seventh level of increase requires 10 million silver)]
[Possessed Wealth:17.71 million silver]
"Recharge soft armor."
Fang Han First, use the soft armor with holes Recharge.
[Possessed Wealth: 17.71 million silver → 17.8 million silver]
As life-saving armor, soft armor is often more expensive than weapons of the same level. Even though there was a hole, it still brought him 90,000 silver.
This should be a piece of Medium Grade soft armor. If it were High Grade soft armor, it would be impossible for him to penetrate it with a full blow.
"Recharge short blade."
As soon as his thoughts fell, the short blade with flickering light in Fang Han's hand disappeared in an instant.
Above System Panel, the numbers in the [Possessed Wealth] column began to beat again.
[Possessed Wealth: 17.8 million silver → 18.6 million silver]
"It actually increased by eight hundred thousand taels of silver!"
Fang Han had a look of surprise on his face.
The income obtained by Recharge roughly corresponds to the actual value of the item.
This short blade can Recharge eight hundred thousand taels, which further proves its quality - it is indeed a High Grade weapon, and among the High Grades, it is also a high-quality weapon.
It's a pity that it is a sword but not a sword, so it is of no use to him. The best choice is to exchange it for wealth.
At this moment, the setting sun has completely sunk under the distant mountains, and the last ray of skylight has been swallowed up by the twilight.
The light in the forest quickly dimmed, the chill gradually grew, and the howls of unknown beasts could be heard in the distance.
"You can't stay here long."
Fang Han looked at the sky and said secretly.
There was a lot of noise in the battle just now. Although the location is remote, there is no guarantee that it will not cause other troubles. We must leave as soon as possible.
"Whoosh!"
He no longer hesitated, and used <Windcloud Escape>. His figure was like an invisible wisp of blue smoke, blending into the deep dusk and the shadows of the mountains and forests.
Increase the speed to the extreme and gallop away in the direction of the Azure Profound Sect.
The night is like ink, soaking the continuous mountains of the Azure Profound Sect into a dense state.
The upright body of the disciple on duty at the mountain gate cast a long shadow under the huge wind lantern.
When they saw Fang Han returning, they all saluted respectfully, with the same awe in their eyes as before.
Fang Han nodded slightly in response, without stopping, he walked straight through the majestic mountain gate.
The night wind brought the coolness of the mountains to his cheeks, dissipating some of his fatigue from running around for days.
It also relieved his tense mind due to the recent assassination.
No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to sneak into the Azure Profound Sect and assassinate him. When he returns to the Azure Profound Sect, he is completely safe.
Considering that Zhou Jin Elder should no longer be in the Law Enforcement Hall at this moment, he planned to return to the Law Enforcement Hall tomorrow morning.
And reported his assassination to the Law Enforcement Hall.
This is the benefit of being a disciple of the sect. If you are bullied, you can ask the sect for help.
"Whoosh!"
Along the familiar bluestone path, Fang Han headed in the direction of True Transmission Courtyard, and soon returned to True Transmission Courtyard No. 35 Annex.
"Brother, you are back."
The attendant on duty saw Fang Han and quickly bowed to say hello.
Fang Han walked into the hospital, Maid Qui Lan heard the noise, and immediately came up with Maid and the attendants in the hospital.
"Senior brother, can we have dinner?"
Qui Lan stepped forward quickly and bowed to salute.
"Well, you're injured? Does it matter?"
She was keenly aware that there was an obvious tear on the sleeve of Fang Han's green robe, and she could smell a faint smell of blood on her body. It was obvious that she had been fighting with someone and was injured.
"It's okay, it's just a small injury. I haven't had dinner yet, let the kitchen prepare it."
Fang Han waved his hands.
"I'll go get the kitchen ready."
Qui Lan left quickly and returned soon with special effects Golden Wound Medicine and gauze.