Chapter 593 The great horror between life and death

Chapter 593 The great horror between life and death

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Teng Zijing was a little frightened by Yamu's sudden appearance. Then he realized what he was doing and couldn't help but look at Yamu in surprise.

"Mr. Mu, do you mean that Master Fan... has the upper hand?"

Ya Mu smiled and said, "It's not like we have the upper hand, but these seemingly thrilling dodges are actually Fan Xian's fighting style!"

This guy didn't learn any martial arts moves, he just received ten years of stick education from Wuzhu.

Wu Zhu didn't know how to teach anyone, he just picked up the wooden stick and asked Fan Xian to avoid his attack as much as possible.

The two of them had been training for ten years, one fighting and the other hiding, which resulted in Fan Xian developing an evasion ability comparable to a spider sense.

Although the two black swords were as agile as snakes and ghostly as smoke, their speed and accuracy were still far behind Wuzhu's wooden sticks.

Therefore, Fan Xian's situation may seem dangerous and embarrassing, but in fact he is confident and confident.

The three of them fought farther and farther along the wall. Finally, at a certain moment, when the female assassin turned around to hide, she saw Yamu, who was calmly watching the battle not far away.

The appearance of Yamu means that all other assassins have been killed.

The two of them were left alone in the entire secluded alley...

After figuring this out, the female assassin was distracted for a moment.

Fan Xian caught the gap at this moment. He sided to avoid the thrust of the other female swordsman, then raised his hands and waved violently. Two pink smoke exploded and sprayed directly into the two female assassins. face.

The two female assassins reacted quickly. They immediately held their breath, tiptoed, and prepared to distance themselves backwards.

But Fan Xian finally found such an opportunity, so he was not willing to let it go.

Hearing a loud shout, the domineering energy in his body surged crazily, and when he raised his arms, they suddenly seemed to have grown longer, reaching the throats of the two female assassins.

"Crack!"

With two soft sounds, the infuriating energy shattered the throat bones of the two female assassins.

Severe pain and suffocation came at the same time. The two female assassins vomited blood and fell limply to the ground.

Fan Xian's clothes were stained with blood, and he held a short knife in his right hand, leaning against the wall and breathing heavily.

Those dark eyes were full of joy and fear after the fierce battle...

"Well done!"

Ya Mu walked over from the front and looked at Fan Xian with admiration in his eyes.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, raised his right hand holding the short knife behind his back, and wiped the blood on his face with the back of his hand.

"Brother Mu, please stop joking at this time. I was so frightened that my legs are still shaking!"

"……Yeah?"

Yamu looked him up and down, then stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, shook his head and said:

"Why do I feel that you are not under enough pressure?"

"……Um?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

The next moment, the image of Ya Mu in front of him suddenly became extremely tall, and the aura of terror like a wild beast surged out violently, ravaging Fan Xian's fragile nerves unscrupulously.

Fan Xian's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at Yamu in disbelief.

A small and frightening trembling feeling emerged from his heart.

"Mu...Brother Mu..."

Fan Xian struggled to squeeze out a few words through his teeth.

But Yamu didn't seem to hear anything. He just looked down at him expressionlessly, slowly pulled up his right arm, and then - suddenly swung it out!

"boom!!"

The face of the fist enlarged in his eyes, and an indescribable sense of fatal crisis spread throughout his body.

During this moment of life and death, the true energy that had been traveling around Fan Xian's body, which had been as calm as a lake, suddenly boiled like boiling water.

In an instant, a huge and surging true energy spurted out from the snowy mountain on his back and spread throughout his body along the small circulation in his body.

"laugh--"

The sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the ground was heard. Fan Xian took a step back with his right foot, avoiding the fist that passed by his ear.

"boom!!"

The fierce wind of the fist whizzed past Fan Xian's ears, shattering the wall with force and smashing into the shops on the street.

In just an instant, the dilapidated building collapsed, and a huge roar came along with smoke and dust.

At this time, Fan Xian was still looking at Ya Mu blankly, as if he had not recovered from the fatal sense of crisis.

Looking at Fan Xian who was still in shock, Ya Mu suddenly smiled. The terrifying aura exuding from his body instantly subsided. The fist that had brushed against Fan Xian's ear also turned into a fist and waved lightly.

"call--"

The air flow roared, blocking away the smoke and dust coming towards the face.

After doing this, Yamu retracted his palm, patted Fan Xian's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I have long discovered that the energy in your body has reached a bottleneck, and you need to break it and stand up again before you can regain your life!" "

As he spoke, Yamu looked at the two corpses at his feet, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that these two female assassins are much weaker than I thought. They can't force you into a desperate situation. You have to rely on me to force you." You’ve made a breakthrough!”

"..."

Hearing Ya Mu's words, Fan Xian finally came to his senses, and the muscles in his cheeks couldn't help but twitch.

He wanted to complain about Yamu's behavior, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help but be immersed in the vast zhenqi gurgling in his body, and he couldn't say anything to blame Yamu for intimidating him.

In the end, Fan Xian blushed and choked out a sentence bitterly.

"So, I still want to thank you?"

Yamu said without hesitation: "Just say you didn't make a breakthrough!"

Fan Xian's face fell and he said feebly: "Breakthrough...Thank you, Brother Mu!"

Yamu smiled and said, "You're welcome."

At the same time, Teng Zijing, who was also captured by Yamu's momentum, also came back to his senses.

Unlike Fan Xian, he only practices ordinary skills. Even if he reaches the bottleneck, he cannot break through in dangerous situations. Therefore, even if he intends to prevent Yamu from taking action, he can only be restrained in place and unable to move.

Fortunately, Yamu didn't really want to hurt Fan Xian.

Teng Zijing breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Fan Xian... oh no, young master, the nearby assassins have been eliminated. Should we stay here and wait for the mastermind behind the scenes to appear, or should we continue to the Liujing River and go to the second place?" The prince’s banquet?”

"..."

Fan Xian came back to his senses, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

"No, let's go back to Fan Mansion first and wait for things to ferment."

After saying that, Fan Xian put the dagger back into his waist and walked towards the carriage.

Just after taking two steps, Fan Xian suddenly turned around and said angrily: "Also, Brother Mu is one of our own, and he also knows that we are friends and we are not just master and servant. If you can't get used to calling me Master, just call me Fan." Xian, don’t be so awkward all the time.”

"..." Teng Zijing twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head, "It's better to get used to it as much as possible. I have decided to serve you, so I have to set my position correctly. Always calling the lord by his first name is not a good thing for you or me."

"...It's up to you!"

Fan Xian curled his lips and continued walking towards the carriage.

Yamu patted Teng Zijing on the shoulder and suddenly said in a nonchalant voice: "You're welcome."

After saying that, Yamu didn't care about Teng Zijing's reaction, he just walked past him with a smile that didn't mean anything.

Teng Zijing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, stepped forward, and followed the two of them.

He had no idea that in the original time and space of the TV series, Niulan Street was his burial place. Even in the world of novels, he would almost die in front of Fan Xian because he risked his life to hold back the strong man.

…

On the way back home, Fan Xian sat in an open carriage, looking at his hands in a daze.

To be honest, he didn't resent Yamu's behavior of putting him in danger. On the contrary, he was a little grateful.

It was the battle with the two female assassins that made him clearly realize the undercurrent and crisis in Kyoto for the first time.

——The other party is indeed here to take his life!

They are serious, this is not a game, but a real fight to the death.

After figuring this out, Fan Xian couldn't help clenching his fists, a coldness flashing in his eyes.

Fortunately, although the other party found out his today's itinerary, he did not expect that there was a master comparable to a grand master beside him.

Now that the most dangerous assassination has been carried out smoothly, the next thing he has to do is to go back to his hometown and wait, tell his father about the incident, and spread it to the entire Kyoto to see which force will be unable to sit still first.

The main reason why he made this choice was that Fan Xian was not sure who was actually attacking him.

However, Fan Xian could still guess the reason for taking action.

"Brother Mu."

Fan Xian suddenly spoke.

Ya Mu raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Fan Xian said seriously: "Do you know the inner treasury?"

Of course Yamu knew, but because of his personality, he still pretended to be strange and said: "Of course, I'm wearing it!"

"Not those panties!"

Fan Xian replied angrily, and then continued to explain seriously: "The so-called inner treasury was formerly the Ye's firm founded by my mother Ye Qingmei in this life. It was once the richest in the world and took in the world's wealth."

"Later, my mother died, and the business was taken over by the Qing Dynasty royal family and renamed Neiku, becoming the royal purse."

"Today, the financial power of the inner treasury is controlled by Emperor Qing's sister, the eldest princess Li Yunrui. Li Yunrui has never been married, but he had an affair with the current prime minister Lin Ruofu and gave birth to an illegitimate daughter named Lin Wan'er."

"The Emperor of Qing State made Lin Wan'er the princess and made it known that whoever can marry Lin Wan'er can take over the financial rights of the inner treasury."

Yamu asked appropriately: "Isn't Lin Wan'er your fiancée?"

Fan Xian nodded solemnly: "That's right, so I will be the one to take over the financial rights of the inner treasury in the future."

Yamu said thoughtfully: "This assassination was because of Neiku, right?"

Fan Xian sighed: "There are countless forces inside and outside Kyoto that covet the financial power of the inner treasury. I am not sure who is attacking me. I can only say that this assassination is just the beginning..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yamu interrupted unceremoniously: "What do you want to say, just say it quickly, don't beat around the bush here."

Fan Xian blinked and said in a low voice: "Then I'll tell the truth...Brother Mu, you and Uncle Wu Zhu are the most hidden forces around me. I don't want you to be exposed to others, so I want to speak out. I killed both the strong man and the female assassin!"