"Whoosh!"
Fang Han's figure was like electricity, biting the black figure fleeing in front of him, the distance between the two people was getting closer and closer.
"Bang--"
Huang Kui, who was running ahead, saw that it was difficult to escape, with a sharp look in his eyes, and he kicked violently towards the bamboo baskets of groceries piled up next to the alley.
With a crash, the bamboo basket overturned, and debris poured down like a torrent, instantly blocking the already narrow passage.
"Pfft--"
Fang Han's body stagnated slightly, and he connected his long sword to push away the flying debris.
Although it was only delayed for a moment, when he looked up again, the black shadow had taken the opportunity to take several steps, like a night crow sinking into the deeper shadows of the alley, and completely disappeared.
"Let him escape."
Completely losing sight of the opponent, Fang Han frowned and remained silent for a moment, then slowly returned the sword to its sheath, turned around and returned along the original path.
With his current strength, it is not difficult to defeat the incoming killer, but leaving behind a fellow warrior who is bent on escaping is still beyond his capabilities.
"Xiaohan, are you not injured?"
When he met his shocked parents and Younger Sister, his parents hurriedly stepped forward with lingering worry in their voices.
"I'm fine, I just let the killer escape." Fang Han's face has returned to calmness, and he comforts her with a gentle voice.
"As long as everything is fine! The assassin escaped and escaped!"
The parents breathed a sigh of relief.
The younger sister Fang Ying was clutching the corner of Fang Han's clothes tightly, her face was pale, and she had not yet recovered from the shock.
After experiencing this incident, the family was not in the mood to stay at Grandpa's house for a long time. After a brief farewell, they boarded the carriage and returned to the Fang Mansion.
It wasn't until the carriage drove into the high wall of the Fang Clan that the lingering invisible sense of oppression subsided slightly.
"Which party sent the assassin?"
Fang Han calmed down a little, but the chill in his eyes still lingered, and several possible behind-the-scenes instructions flashed through his mind.
He has been so popular this year that he eventually attracted murderous intent in the dark.
But he has no regrets.
If you want to gain, you must give up first. If he hadn't been so high-profile, he wouldn't have been able to obtain a large amount of monetary rewards, which would increase the multiplier of root bones, Sword Art, and footwork to eight times.
It is even more impossible to break through to the Inner Qi Realm so quickly and be eligible to participate in the selection of the Azure Profound Sect, one of Seven Sects.
In the deep alley.
Huang Kui was panting violently, his cloak was covered in dust, and he was in a miserable state.
After confirming that there were no pursuers behind him, he slowly exhaled a breath and relaxed his tense mind.
"This Fang Clan boy... has actually stepped into the Inner Qi Realm! The Lineage information has done me a lot of harm!"
He cursed in a low voice, worried about a large-scale raid by the Fang Clan, and planned to sneak out of the city immediately.
However, just when his mind relaxed, an indescribable cold aura suddenly enveloped him!
It was like falling into an ice cave instantly, and even the blood was almost frozen.
Huang Kui raised his head in shock and saw an old man in sackcloth quietly appearing at the entrance of the alley in front of him.
The old man's face was ancient and his eyes were as calm as an ancient well, which happened to block his way.
"Who?!"
Huang Kui's heart was beating wildly and he shouted sharply.
The Internal Qi instinct inside the body is running wildly, the short knife is held horizontally in front of the body, and the muscles of the whole body are tense as if facing a powerful enemy.
If the other party can get so close without being noticed by him, his strength is definitely far superior to his!
"Who sent you?"
The old man in linen clothes, Fang Tu, glanced at Huang Kui indifferently, as if he were examining a dead object.
The voice was hoarse and low, without any emotion.
Huang Kui's pupils shrank suddenly, and driven by a strong desire to survive, he actually launched an attack first.
He let out a low roar, and poured Internal Qi into his body without any reservation. The blade glowed with a cold light, and the man and the knife merged into one, turning into a sharp black light that pierced Fang Tu's heart.
This is his life-threatening blow, fast, hard, and decisive!
Facing this fierce killing, Fang Tu just raised his eyelids slightly.
No matter how he moved, a dark blade of light flashed past slowly and urgently, arriving first and striking the most vulnerable point of the Huang Kui dagger with incomparable accuracy.
"Clang--poof!"
The harsh sound of gold and iron and the muffled sound of sharp blades cutting flesh sounded almost simultaneously.
Huang Kui's forward body suddenly froze and staggered backwards.
There was a horrific bone-deep wound from his chest to his shoulder blade, and blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly soaking through his clothes.
"The one who used the knife...Eighth Grade Martial Artist... you, you are...Fang Tu?!"
He recognized the person from the sudden glance of the swordsmanship, the blood on his face faded, his eyes were filled with unbelievable horror and despair, and his voice trembled violently due to extreme fear.
The master of Grade Eight Inner Qi Realm, who is absolutely one of the few in the Fang Clan, was actually sent to secretly protect a young junior!
He instantly realized that the reason why he was able to "succeed" in his previous sneak attack on Fang Han and even later "escaped smoothly" was probably because of this person's acquiescence or even his cold gaze.
That was simply a practical training for Fang Han!
"Say." Fang Tu stood with the knife pointed at the ground, thick blood drops sliding down the edge, "Who sent you here?"
A brief question, but with a suffocating sense of oppression.
Fang Clan naturally thought that Fang Han might be assassinated after his reputation became known, but he did not hide Fang Han.
Little Lineage needs to be hidden and tucked away, but Fang Clan does not.
As one of Liangshui City Five Great Families, Fang Clan has the confidence to protect Fang Han.
"No one instigated it! It's just that I got rich and wanted to kidnap that Fang Clan kid in exchange for a ransom!"
Huang Kui's face was ashen, his eyes flashed sharply, and he gritted his teeth and hissed.
He denied it, knowing full well that once it was revealed that Lin Family was behind the scenes, not only would he die, but his family would also suffer.
If you shoulder the responsibility, your family may still be taken care of.
Fang Tu's turbid eyes flashed with a cold light. Without asking any more questions, he stepped forward to capture him.
Huang Kui Seeing this, a look of misery and determination suddenly flashed across his face, and he bit his back teeth suddenly!
The poison pill hidden under the tongue burst instantly, and the poison spread throughout the body in an instant.
His body trembled violently, black blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, his eyes quickly blurred, he fell straight back, and his breath stopped abruptly.
"Took poison?"
Fang Tu paused, looking at Huang Kui who died in an instant, frowning slightly.
Although he was Eighth Grade Martial Artist, the opponent was also a Inner Qi Realm warrior after all. He decisively took poison when faced with being captured, and he had no time to stop him.
He stepped forward to check carefully for a moment and confirmed that the assassin had died.
He was silent for a moment, sheathed his sword, swayed, and disappeared deep into the narrow alley like a ghost.
Fang Mansion, Pine Wave Pavilion.
"Bang!"
After listening to Fang Tu's report, Fang Lingyuan's face was as gloomy as water, with a cold light in his eyes. He slapped his palm heavily on the rosewood table next to him.
The solid wooden table let out an overwhelmed groan, and cracks spread from under the palm.
"Okay! Very good! How dare you assassinate me, Fang Clan!"
The voice came out from between his teeth, containing overwhelming anger.
"Can we find any clues?"
Fang Tu stood with his hands lowered, his voice was steady but with a hint of coldness.
"The murderer took poison and committed suicide. He was extremely decisive and left no obvious traces on his body. He could only identify from his face that he was the leader of 'Blood Wolf Bandits', Huang Kui. His techniques were complex and ruthless, and his origins were deliberately concealed."
He paused briefly and continued, "However, looking at Liangshui City, if Fang Han dies, the person who will benefit the most is Lin Family, the younger generation whose talent is second only to the Fang Clan. Therefore, Lin Family is the most suspected."
Fang Lingyuan's eyes were as sharp as a knife. "You mean, it was Lin Family's hand?"
"Although Lin Family is the most suspected, there is a possibility that he was deliberately framed." Fang Tu shook his head slightly, "The Yue, He, and Sun families may also be framed, with the intention of provoking a fight between Fang and Lin and reaping the benefits."
Fang Lingyuan heard this, his eyes became colder and colder, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the back of the chair, making a dull sound.
The atmosphere in the pavilion Internal Qi is so solemn that it is almost suffocating.
After a long time, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice:
"No matter who you are, if you dare to stretch out this hand, you will have to pay the price! Mr. Tu, you will hide your identity and go to 'visit' the precious seedlings of those four families."
"Lin Family, who is the most suspected, is under intensive care. We don't have to kill him, but he must be allowed to 'recuperate' for a period of time. I want everyone to know what the consequences will be if you touch me, Fang Clan, in the future!"
"Yes."
Fang Tu bowed down to accept the order and silently exited Pine Wave Pavilion.
Fang Lingyuan sat alone in the pavilion, his face cold, and his whole body was filled with terrifying pressure.
It seems that some people have forgotten how sharp the Fang Clan blade is!