Chapter 68 : Boiling Blood Lance

Under the wrapping of the black cloth, the weapon could not be seen at all what type it was, only the points of sharp and cold light in it, like invisible knives overflowing in all directions, making Ao Fan's skin slightly hurt.

He struck out with his fist, broke the window, and attacked the hidden person outside the window, the means could not be said not to be swift and sharp.

However, the hidden person outside the window seemed as if he had also prepared for it. He drew back his weapon like lightning, avoided Ao Fan's punch and turned around.

Last time, the assassin had attacked Ao Fan several times because he wanted to kill him, and although he failed, he managed to break the tent and escape. But that time, Ao Fan didn't have any preparation and was taken by surprise, and in the end, the party would let him escape.

Now, Ao Fan has been prepared, it can be said that the assassination of the person as long as more attacks a move, wasting a split second to escape time, will be Ao Fan with a strong wrist power to catch. Only, the assassin is also a shrewd person, knowing that his assassination plan failed again, without even thinking about it, he directly fled.

Tonight, if Ao Fan was unable to catch this person. Then in the following days, will definitely be assassinated by this person again. He is not a fairy, there will inevitably be times of negligence, it is impossible to remain vigilant at all times. Although he had once again avoided danger this time, he did not dare to say whether he would be able to avoid assassination next time as well.

Therefore, he had to leave this person behind in order to eliminate any future danger!

Unfortunately, this person's reaction is extremely fast, turn around has already leaped out several feet, eyes are about to jump out of the glittering wall to escape. At that time, how can Ao Fan find him?

In his eyes, a cold and deep cold light emerged, almost condensing into substance. Ao Fan suddenly felt his blood boiling like hot water inside a frying pan, it was so bearish that he felt it deeply.

The Blood Taki Gun that was originally buried deep in the depths of his blood, as if it had been resurrected, swam rapidly in Ao Fan's blood, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared outside of his body, turning into a seven-foot blood-coloured lance.

This gun was blood-coloured all over, like blood-red crystal poured into it, and from time to time, there was a faint glittering light flowing through it, like an absolutely beautiful ornament. However, there was a long-standing bloody murderous aura that spilled out from the gun, shocking the grass and trees to tremble.

With the spear in hand, Ao Fan leapt out of the room and looked forward. However, he saw that the person who assassinated him had long since transformed the black cloth into a dark cloak, blocking it behind him and obscuring his vision, making it impossible for him to discern a single clue.

"Since you're here, why bother leaving?" Ao Fan said coldly, his voice like a knife and frosty ice sword.

He gripped the Blood Taki Gun tightly, his gaze cold, and violently stabbed forwards. In that instant, everything in the heavens and earth seemed to disappear, like only the point where the Blood Taki Gun stabbed out was left, condensing an extraordinary power.

In a trance, heaven and earth were eclipsed, and invisible vortexes appeared around the Blood Taki Gun, rapidly absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth Yuan Qi, and borrowing all of this Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to condense it on the already sharp and unrivalled tip of the Blood Taki Gun.

The tip of the gun was extremely blood red at this moment!

"Poof!" That black cloak was completely powerless to block the invasion of the Blood Taker Gun. Even though that cloak seemed to be a treasure as well, it was easily poked through like a piece of paper. The Blood Taker Gun pierced through the dark cloak, and without a pause, its speed remained unchanged as it continued to stab forward.

At this time, the person who was assassinating seemed to have sensed the situation behind him as well. He waved his unknown weapon to block back, while continuing to flee, obviously having great confidence in his own weapon.

However, only to hear a "click" sound, that unknown weapon immediately broke into two, while the Blood Taki Gun only slightly lurched, and then continued to stab forward.

The assassin could not have predicted that his own weapon would be useless at this time, and was instantly broken. Because he was too conceited earlier, he thought that his weapon could resist Ao Fan's attack, so he did not dodge.

At this time, the gunwoman swept through, only to see a trace of red line lit up, the assassination of the person immediately screamed miserably, and do not know where he was injured.

Blood taki gun's power dispersed, Ao Fan just want to make up a gun, then see that has been broken black cloak actually seems to be filled with gas, wind up. Afterwards, it actually split suddenly, turning into a thick black cloth, brush to Ao Fan.

Ao Fan's eyes condensed, both hands held the gun, placed in front of his body and rotated at high speed. The entire gun became his barrier, rotating like a flywheel, blocking all the attacks of the black cloth for him.

When all the black cloths were scattered on the ground, the threat was gone. Ao Fan collected his gun and stood, looking at the courtyard wall above, his face did not wear the slightest expression.

Although he had wounded the assassin, he had not left the other party behind. The other party's cloak treasure exerted an amazing attack power at the end, forcing him to stop and resist.

In this way, the person of assassination managed to escape, and it was unknown when he would sweep back again.

Ao Fan was slightly worried in the bottom of his heart, and in the midst of a hundred thoughts, he suddenly made a move and took a few steps forward, plucking away the black pieces of cloth in the grass on the ground, and looked at them carefully. In the end, he stood up again in disappointment.

He had wanted to see if the assassin's broken weapon had been dropped here. If so, he would be able to use the weapon to determine who the incoming enemy was. After all, he didn't think that someone would come against him for no reason, and this assassin was most likely someone he was familiar with.

Unfortunately, the person who assassinated him was really as meticulous as a hair, and hadn't left the slightest clue. The broken weapon had been retrieved by him as he fled. As for the dark cloak before this black piece of cloth was broken, Ao Fan didn't know why it was originally owned by someone, and naturally there was no way to judge.

"It's really a mistake to let him escape. But if he dares to come again, I will definitely let him have no return." Ao Fan whispered softly to himself, his gaze flickering with a flash of killing intent.

He retrieved the Blood Taki Gun and returned to the house to quietly cultivate, as if the events of this night had never happened. However, in the bottom of his heart, he always maintained a trace of vigilance, not daring to be the slightest bit lax.

One night to dawn, the assassin did not go and return, must also know that even if he comes back, it will not help, but may fall into the hands of Ao Fan. This person's cultivation is not profound, but his mind is incredibly deep, making Ao Fan also feel a slight headache.

The gentle morning sunlight poured into the house, and pieces of light were blinding and eye-catching.

Ao Fan got up and walked out of the house, just in time to see a person enter the courtyard, and it was Yun Drunken Moon who did not return last night.

"What happened yesterday? You left in such a hurry." Ao Fan asked calmly.

Yun Drunken Moon shook her head helplessly and said, "Yesterday, a stranger told me that there was a suspected seriously injured person from the Nine Swords Sect in the forest outside the city, so I thought that something had happened, so I ran to take a look to see if I could help my fellow disciples. As a result, after turning around in the forest outside the city for a day, I didn't even find this person, and I don't know why that person lied to me."

"I see." Ao Fan nodded slightly, and in his heart, he was even more certain that the person who assassinated him yesterday was someone he was familiar with.

Just, who had such a big grudge against him?