Chapter 49 – Murder of a Teenager in Oxford Street

There was a loud boom, and it was not known who had such divine power to throw such a large stone boulder over the high wall! The carriage was smashed to smithereens by the boulder, followed by a shower of arrows that zapped the carriage’s range viciously. If Fan Xian hadn’t been quick to run away, even if he had been able to survive the rocks with his skillful maneuvering while hiding in the carriage, he would have been shot into a hedgehog on the horse.

Fan family of these guards in addition to the Fuji Zijing are the fifth grade of experts, suddenly met the enemy attack, but not panic, shine several times, pulled out the waist knife dance, a few groups of silver light flashing, actually most of the arrow blocked out, but not many, but too close to the arrows come too fast, the guards always have to take care of the place, a few muffled grunts, after the three guards legs were hit by arrows, staggered and fell to his knees on the ground.

A round of arrows at the beginning of the rain, three guards gritted their teeth and jumped on the wall, crossed the knife and out, actually will be behind the wall that a few archer cut the east and west, just this arrow poison is too overbearing, not for a moment the three guards, will feel body numbness, can no longer control their own muscles, half-kneeling on the ground.

–Just then, they raised their heads and watched as a pair of terrifyingly huge palms slapped onto their skulls!

Fan Xian hid behind a sycamore tree, avoiding the initial arrows, but there was no way for him to immediately rush to support his subordinates, and when he heard three familiar cries of anguish coming from behind the high wall, his heart raged with rage, and under his grief, he was so close to being impaled by the two swords that looked like poisonous snakes around him.

The ones who trapped him were two women, dressed in black, and the swords in their hands were painted with black to avoid reflections, so it was obvious that they were quite skillful assassins. Fan Xian knew in his heart that since the other party didn’t come out with their faces covered, they definitely wanted to kill all five people in their party.

Turning around, he twisted his toes on the ground and bent his knees slightly, allowing the sword on the left to graze his left chest, and then narrowly avoiding the sword on the right!

Fan Xian hadn’t learned any martial arts moves, but had only received a decade-long education from the Five Bamboo, so the dodging he did now was a completely subconscious move. The good thing is that although these two black swords are as agile as snakes and as ghostly as smoke, after all, both in terms of speed and accuracy, they are far worse than the wooden stick in the hands of the Five Bamboos, which is why Fan Xian was able to dodge the stabbing attacks like the gangrene of the bones one at a time, in a dangerous and risky situation.

The three of them fought farther and farther along the wall, and Fan Xian finally woke up from his panic. At this moment, when he looked at the two swords again, he seemed to feel that the tips of the swords had become much slower.

The two female assassins with pale faces, on the other hand, were realizing that the other party appeared to be in a sorry state, but the black swords in their own hands were unable to pierce his body at all!

With another boom, the wall at the far corner of the alley collapsed, and a man as tall as a Giant Spirit walked out from the broken wall, straight to a guard who had fallen under a sycamore tree with an arrow in his left leg.

Three of the four guards who had followed Fan Xian out today had already died, and this was the last one, who had also fallen under the tree with his body aching and numb, but Fan Xian hadn’t paid attention to him when he went to grab him just now, and only then did he realize, through the light of the sword, that it was originally Tou Zi Jing. Fan Xian’s heart tightened, stifled a grunt, then wanted to break over there, just did not expect these two women in the hands of the poisonous sword awnings actually did not let go, trapped in their own surroundings.

It was at this moment that Fuji Zijing, who had looked like he was already dying, suddenly leapt up from the ground, and the waist sword that had been hidden behind him turned into a strange aura that violently chopped at the neck of that big man!

Fan Xian’s heart was ecstatic, followed by incomparable shock.

Only to see that big man slightly incline his head, raise his right hand, and just like pinching a fly, he pinched the knife that Fuji Zijing had risked his life to slash, a trace of blood flowed out from the big man’s tiger’s mouth, but his palm was not severed by this knife, so I really don’t know what his body was made of!

Seeing the situation, Fuji Zijing let out a muffled grunt, and with a point of his toes on the big man’s chest, he was ready to utilize his strength to leap over the wall next to him. Among Fan Xian’s several guards, although Fuji Zijing was the leader, his martial arts cultivation was the weakest one, but he was the one with the clearest mind.

The big man grinned and threw a punch. Fuji Zijing at this time, but felt the arrow poison in the body attack, a soft body, did not avoid, only to hear a kala sound, Fuji Zijing let out a miserable howl, the entire left thigh by the punch was born from it broken, fell to the ground, blood quickly seeped out of the pants!

When the big man pinched Fuji Zijing’s sword, Fan Xian already knew it was not good, and with a muffled grunt, his footsteps hardened, narrowly letting the two black swords graze his chest and abdomen as they staggered past, the blades piercing through the lapels of his coat and also cutting two crossed bloody slashes in his body.

And Fan Xian finally took advantage of this momentary gap to pinch his hands together, and two streaks of pinkish-red light smoke flashed by, spraying straight into the faces of the two female assassins.

The female assassins reacted quickly, restrained their qi and shut up, and prepared to vanish with a single tap of their toes. Fan Xian had a hard time finding such an opportunity, where willing to let go, let out a shout, the body of the overbearing true qi sprinted out, arms revitalized, actually seems to suddenly arm a long section, palms will be next to the throat of the two female assassins.

Two cackling light sound, female assassins throat bone broken, mouth spit blood foam, soft and weak fell to the ground.

At that moment, the big man had already raised his hand and was about to slap Fuji Zijing’s head.

Fan Xian was calm, a calmness that came from the experience of two lifetimes, and even more so from the teachings of Fei Jie and the Five Bamboo, at this point he didn’t even have time to think about why Uncle Five Bamboo hadn’t made a move, but knew that he was facing one of the most dangerous tests he had ever faced since he had come to Kyoto, and if he was unable to even get through it, then that would only prove that he shouldn’t have come to this world to live another life at all.

A distance of four feet, he only used the time of a blink of an eye to run over, with a flip of his left hand he had already fed a pill into his mouth, and with a lift of his right palm, he stopped before the dying Fujiko Kyoto, blocking the big man’s palm in mid-air!

A muffled sound exploded in the alley, shaking the sycamore trees next to him as they began to tremble, their leaves falling down in droves.

Fan Xian felt the pain in his right hand go to his bones, a powerful force that he had never encountered before came from the big man’s palm, and in just a few moments, he couldn’t support it anymore.

He stifled a grunt, a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his lips, but he didn’t panic at all, his left hand had already touched that trigger, ready to give his opponent a fatal blow.

But at that moment a very strange thing happened.

A wind came from the mouth of the alley, gently and gently circling around Fan Xian’s body, and it seemed that there was a strange force, using the wind as a medium, constantly battling with his body, a force that was not big, but very annoying, and powerfully interfering with Fan Xian’s next movements.

The big man grinned, looking at Fan Xian with the gaze of a beast of brute strength, his eyes glowing with a horrible scarlet color.

Fan Xian’s gaze looked through the big man’s broad back and saw a somewhat blurred figure at the mouth of the alley, who was wearing a bamboo bucket hat.

“Let me slap your head.” The big man seemed to realize that Fan Xian had nothing left to do and laughed maniacally, increasing the power on his palm by a few more points.

Fan Xian let out a cold snort, knowing that he was facing the greatest dilemma he had ever faced in his entire life, and his right arm began to tremble slightly, while deep inside he kept shouting furiously, “Slap your mother!”

In this moment of life and death, the true qi that had been traveling around his entire body, which seemed to have long been as calm as a lake, felt like it had encountered some sort of provocation and could no longer be quiet! A magnificent true qi erupted out from the snowy mountain at his back waist and violently poured into his right arm along the small circulation in his body.

In that instant, Fan Xian had the illusion that his right arm was cast in iron.

The powerful true qi collision caused the two palms, which were much different in size, to separate by an inch or so, and then immediately afterward, they ruthlessly collided again.

“Boom” was the sound of countless shrill whistles as countless sharp and thin streams of shattered true qi flooded around the two of them, tearing the sycamore leaves fluttering in the air to shreds.

“Die!” Fan Xian roared furiously, retracting his fist back with extremely terrifying control, and then striking out again in a straight line, striking the big man’s chest and abdomen. A very strange look surfaced on the big man’s face, and with a single opening of his mouth, he spat out blood all over Fan Xian’s face, and a large crater was clearly dented in his chest and abdomen!

But no one could have imagined that this big man’s vitality was so tenacious, after receiving this heavy blow, he was still standing still, but instead, his big hand like a bushel fan fiercely slapped on Fan Xian’s right shoulder, which immediately turned into a tofu that had been smeared by the black blind man, and was in a terrible mess, with blood flowing horizontally.

But the ruthlessness in Fan Xian’s bones finally erupted today, and with this heavy blow, he even just let out a cry of pain, and the whole person used the force to pounce into the big man’s arms, and with his left hand, he had already pulled out the long, thin dagger, and fiercely plunged it into the big man’s throat.

Then he pulled downward with force.

The big man’s chest and abdomen was first smashed out into a big crater, and then immediately opened up, and the sparse internal organs scrambled out, blood and abdominal fluids wrapped around those tendons and intestines, flowing down to his feet.

Somewhat in disbelief of his eyes, he raised his head to look at Fan Xian, then collapsed backward, slamming into the ground like a large tree with a buzzing sound.

The entire world went quiet.

Fan Xian gasped for breath, maintaining his standing position with great difficulty, and looked at the blurry figure wearing a bamboo bucket hat at the mouth of the alley.