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Chapter 213 [A mushroom cloud rises]

Cheng Jushu, a master of the Northern Qi Dynasty, has a tough eighth-rank hard qigong, almost invincible in the same realm, and can shake the ninth rank.

However, under this palm that fell from the sky, it was still difficult to resist.

Not even for a moment longer.

Fan Zui's domineering power, after today's battle, will be evaluated to a higher level in the whole world.

Suddenly, Fan Zui narrowed his eyes slightly.

At his lower back, an arrow pierced through the air again.

The tricky location is exactly where his kidneys are.

It can be seen that Yan Xiaoyi's hatred for him has reached the point of killing him.

If this ditch is forced, they will hide in the dark and attack.

Fan Zui couldn't help complaining in his heart, and afterward, he planned to force this old cunning to be dealt with.

However, before he could make a move, a black shadow and a dagger suddenly appeared from the flames in a flash.

He seems to have been there all along, but he has been hiding all the time, waiting until now.

assassin!

On the ninth grade.

No, it should be a half-step grand master.

Fan Zui's pupils shrank slightly.

No wonder he was able to hide his perception.

This assassination on Niulan Street really cost a fortune.

Two disciples and grandchildren of Sigu Jian, rank seven, a hard qigong master comparable to rank nine, a master archer above rank nine, and now a half-step master.

36 Tiangang formation, and countless military crossbows, behind this, I don't know if there are other means.

As far as this lineup is concerned, no matter who they are, the world's ninth-rank masters are all easy to catch, and they will undoubtedly die.

Fan Zui also had to admire the superb handwriting of the person behind it.

He is now almost certain that this ambush should be the result of the other party's joint arrangement.

The second prince, prince, Li Yunrui, Lin Gong, Emperor Qing, and the secret promotion of the temple.

It's really hard work!
Jingle Jingle!

Fan Zui ignored Yan Xiaoyi's arrow and let it set at the position of his kidney.

Instead, he blasted out all his energy with one palm, and met the dagger from the half-step grand master.

The dagger was black, reflecting the flames, flashing red light.

The fists of Fan Zui and Fan Zui collided, and in an instant, a powerful air wave set off countless floor tiles.

The waves of flames scattered in all directions.

With Fan Zui's position as the center, the flames around him suddenly emptied a lot.

One hit missed, and the man in black drew back and was about to retreat.

"Your Excellency, come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, and who am I, Fan Zui!"

After Fan Zui's words fell, he was floating up into the air, and suddenly closed his eyes.

Flicking his hands in mid-air, the power of nuclear radiation around him quickly gathered towards the position where his hands rotated.

A terrifying oppressive aura formed instantly.

Between his palms, a black and red energy ball quickly formed.

The terrifying aura coming from it made people feel extremely depressing, with a chilling trembling feeling.

Seeing this, the black assassin of the half-step grand master didn't stay for a moment, using the ghostly body technique, and was about to leave quickly.

Seeing that he shot three arrows in a row, all of them hit his waist, but Yan Xiaoyi didn't hurt him at all, his expression changed again and again.

At this time, feeling the terrifying pressure from the black and red energy ball, Yan Xiaoyi didn't dare to hesitate a bit, turned around and ran away quickly.

Fan Zui's face showed madness, and the blood vessels on his face were ferocious and terrifying.

The hands kept moving, and the terrifying aura continued to gather and compress.

The next moment, the black and red energy ball in his hand finally could no longer be compressed, and then split into two.

Be black, red two.

In an instant, the figure floating in midair finally opened his eyes suddenly.

In the eyes, there is extreme madness and pure killing intent.

The two black and red energy balls in his hand were thrown separately, but both of them locked the trace of the half-step grand master at the same time.

Locked away!

The speed is so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to catch it.

The most important thing is that it has a locking effect.

At the critical moment, the black-clothed half-step master assassin had no escape, turned around, used all his strength, waved the dagger with his fingers, and cut through the two energy balls at the same time.

Just when he was beaming with joy and felt that Fan Zui's attack with all his strength seemed terrifying, but it was nothing more than that, the smile hadn't disappeared, only a huge roaring explosion rang in his ears.

The next moment, he lost consciousness.

I don't even know what was going through my mind at the last moment.

Everything just stopped at that moment, life came to an abrupt end.

A mushroom cloud slowly rises in Niulan Street.

On this day, many people in Kyoto saw the huge red mushroom cloud rising and floating in the air.

Many people were secretly staring at this scene, Emperor Qing's, Chen Pingping's...

They were almost scared stupid by Hong Yi's move.

What kind of martial arts move is this?
How come I never heard of it before?
No, can this still be considered martial arts?
Those who have practiced martial arts and those who have not practiced martial arts are silent.

Seeing that Fan Zui did not turn in his direction, but was chasing and killing the half-step grand master, and glanced back at the billowing giant mushroom cloud rising up, Yan Xiaoyi felt cold sweat on his back.

Under this blow, he will definitely die!
From what I saw today, this Fan Zui was simply not human.

Whether it is the unknown mysterious terror method or his defensive power, they are simply not human.

How can such a person be killed.

Yan Xiaoyi seemed a little desperate.

It is really disappointing to fight against such a person.

What Fan Zui practiced might not be martial arts.

Yan Xiaoyi ran away, and soon disappeared, but he was thinking in his heart.

The black-clothed assassin of the half-step grand master, who is from which side, why did he want to assassinate Fan Zui here.

Yan Xiaoyi doesn't know, he only knows now that he witnessed with his own eyes that a half-step grand master who was invincible to most of the world died at the hands of Fan Zui.

And there are no bones left!
Is he human and why is he so terrifying.

Is there such a thing as martial arts in the world?

Yan Xiaoyi began to doubt what he was cultivating.

Compared with Fan Zui, there seems to be such a big gap.

It's like an adult beating a child and cleaning it up casually.

Suddenly, he remembered a picture.

Every time he saw Emperor Qing, the other party seemed to be sharpening his arrows.

Grind arrows!

Could it be that His Majesty has long known that Fan Zui's martial arts are weird, so it's not easy to directly seize his military power.

Grinding arrows in order to find a way to break his terrifying defense?

The more Yan Xiaoyi thought about it, the more he felt that he seemed to see the truth behind the fog.

At this moment, Niulan Street finally quieted down.

The only thing that can be heard is the crackling sound of the burning flames.

Suddenly quiet down, really a little uncomfortable.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Fan Zui's mouth, but he didn't care about it, and grabbed the huge crater left by the explosion just now, and grabbed it from the air.

A piece of red-hot iron fell into his hand.

Fan Zui looked at it carefully for a moment, then picked it up and put it away.

That black-clothed assassin, a half-step grand master, just fell away.

No bones left.

Only an unknown piece of iron remained.

Fan Zui roughly wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and spat out the black blood on the ground.

Walking through the flames, he came to the second prince who was surrounded by flames but was still in a daze. He glanced at his still pale face and said calmly:
"Second Highness, good tricks, one of eighth grade, one of ninth grade, and one half-step grand master, you are really generous."

Fan Zui's words made the second prince's complexion even paler.

He knew that Fan Zui wanted to kill him.

If you can't give a reason not to kill yourself, let him change his mind.

Today, here is the place of my burial.

A person like Fan Zui would not allow a person who wanted to kill him to live in the world.

Even if this person is the prince.

Today's assassination on Niulan Street, he could tell the outside world that it was aimed at his prince, but the lack of protection resulted in the killing of the second prince.

His face was pale and changed for a moment, he finally recovered his composure, looked at Fan Zui, and calmly said:

"I would like to join the Rakshasa Palace, and I hope General Fan will recommend you!"

(End of this chapter)