Assassination

Tonight, The moon was shining brightly against the starry sky.

The bright moonlight quietly flows down like milk, covering this majestic imperial city with a sacred silver gauze.

The streets of Tiandou City at night appeared to be exceptionally quiet, with very few pedestrians coming and going. They are not as lively as they were during the day but rather seem a little dense. The towering imperial capital slept in silence.

"It's getting late, we should go." At an ordinary intersection, Shui Binger said goodbye to Fang Xuan.

The sisters came to Tiandou City to play, and they were currently staying in a hotel. It is getting late now. The two girls could not stay late outside. They had to go back to get rest.

"See you!"

Fang Xuan nodded calmly without saying much.

"Fang Xuan, we are staying at the Rose Hotel in the center of Tiandou City. You can come and play with us when you have time!" Shui Binger said.

"It's okay "

On the surface, Fang Xuan agreed, but in his heart, he couldn't consider looking at them.

What if you suddenly regret it and ask me for the two hundred thousand golden soul coins?

These years, being capricious and rebellious isn't the same as being normal.

To escape the debt, he had already decided to stay away from the big creditor Shui Bing'er, and decided it would be to better never see her again.

"Little prince, do you remember my money... Hey, what are you doing with me?"

Shui Yue'er was a little distressed about her private money, and stared at Fang Xuan angrily, trying to make him pay it back, but as soon as she blurted out the words, she was dragged away by Shui Binger.

Saying goodbye to Shui Binger, Fang Xuan walked towards home alone.

...

It was an ordinary farmhouse with three thatched houses and a small courtyard. A few green bamboo grew in the shade of the wall, and the green bamboo leaves hung with a strand of

white moonlight, which looked peaceful and serene.

After Fang Qingxue's death, Fang Xuan lived alone. This ordinary farmhouse was the only relic left by his mother.

Fang Xuan stared at the somewhat decaying door, stood at the door of his house for a while, then opened the door and walked in calmly.

It was almost late at night, but the courtyard was not dark. The moon was exceptionally bright tonight and the surrounding scenes were visible.

There was a rustling sound from the shoes stepping on some soft mud.

When he walked to the center of the small courtyard, Fang Xuan had a sudden stop, as if his back was held up by the tip of a sword, an indescribable chill of horror came out.

He twisted his body, slammed his feet on the ground, and ejected to the front left in vain.

After tumbling on the ground three times in a row, he barely held his body, and looked back, only to see that at the position just Now, there was already a mysterious man in black with a cold sword in his hand.

"What!"

The man in black was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Fang Xuan to avoid this sword.

"Who are you?!"

Fang Xuan's face was sullen, and he stared at the man in black coldly. If he had been slow for a moment, he would have been pierced through his body by a long sword and turned into a skewer.

Since coming to the Douluo Continent, he hasn't communicated much with others and has never offended anyone. Even if he encountered some malicious guys in the Soul Beast forest, they were all killed by him.

How could someone suddenly come to kill him?

The black-clothed man's eyes were cold, he didn't bother to answer Fang Xuan's question. He released his spirit power, yellow, yellow, purple, and purple. The four dazzling spirit rings rose from the long sword, and a tyrannical aura burst out.

"Soul Sect!!"

Seeing the four spirit rings on the sword-shaped martial soul, Fang Xuan's pupils shrank violently.

Soul Sect, This black-clothed killer turned out to be a Soul Sect above level 40.

His face turned ugly in an instant, he was just an eleventh-level little soul master, facing a more than forty-level soul sect with two thousand-year-old spirit rings, there was almost no chance of winning.

"Who sent you here?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold, and he firmly grasped the handle of the sword with his right hand and stared at the man in black. From the latter, he felt the threat of death.

"The dead don't need to know!"

A hoarse voice came from under the blackface towel. The black man's serpent-like eyes burst out with cold light, the power of the Soul sect was fully deployed, and the terrible soul

power swept all over like a violent wind. He held the sword martial soul in his right hand, and the four soul rings gleamed, murderously aiming at Fang Xuan.

"Drawing sword... the Frost blade"

Fang Xuan's expression was serious, and his mental power was highly concentrated. The moment he drew his sword, the ice phoenix in his body awakened instantly, sending out a high-pitched sound, and a steady stream of ice power was transmitted from him.

The long and slender blade of White Blade Shadowless was instantly covered with ice, and it condensed into sharp ice ridges.

The terrible cold air permeated, causing the temperature of this small courtyard to drop sharply.

The man in black made it clear that he was here specifically to kill Fang Xuan. He didn't have any chance of survival in his heart. He didn't expect the man in black to let him go. Now, he can only fight to the death.

Therefore, Fang Xuan used all his strength as soon as he came up. With the shadowless sword of the Essence sword level, he displayed the strongest Frost blade he could and wanted to win a chance of survival against the powerful soul sect.

"Woosh!"

The frost blade tore through the void and turned into an icy-blue blade of light, slashing at the head of the man in black, The man in black also slashed out with a single sword and the sword spirit attacked the Frost sword.

"Boom!"

The Shadowless Sword and the Sword Martial Soul slammed into each other fiercely, and a tyrannical storm of soul power suddenly occurred, which raged wildly around.

In the next instant, Fang Xuan sprayed blood and flew out suddenly.

"Puff...cough cough!"

He felt like he was hitting a big mountain, the tiger's mouth cracked, his five internal organs trembled, and the whole person lost consciousness in an instant. His body was involuntarily

shaken by the terrifying force, and he rolled three times on the ground embarrassed. Hitting the wall heavily.

'Damn these soul sects were terrifying'

This is not the difference between the swords, but the difference between the strengths of the two was too great. The man in black completely crushed Fang Xuan in the spirit power

level. He didn't even need to use the spirit ability, and he was abrupt with a relaxed sword.

Pushed Fang Xuan away!

Fang Xuan's back against the wall had long been soaked in cold sweat, his hair became messy and dusty, and violent cramps came from all over his body, which made his scalp numb.

"Damn it..."

Looking at the man in black who came step by step, Fang Xuan's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

He has only just arrived in Douluo Continent, and he has just seen the tip of the iceberg in this magical world, Is he about to die in such a place in an unknown way?

He is not reconciled.

"At this point, you haven't released Martial Soul. It seems that you don't have Martial Soul..."

The man in black came with a sword and looked down on Fang Xuan condescendingly. His icy eyes didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

He sneered and said, "Even if you have a martial spirit, you are only an ant, and all that is waiting for you today is death"

"Then try it!"

Strong anger rose from his heart, Fang Xuan roared, holding the shadowless blade, and madly aiming it at the man in black...