"Killing intent."
Killing intent surged from the enemy's body, making it hard for him to breathe.
Lin Fan retreated to the corner and grabbed the long saber that was used as a decoration on the wall. He pretended to be calm and pulled out the saber with a clang.
"This place is too narrow, let's go out and fight."
Without waiting for the assassin to say anything, he pushed open the door and walked out.
Actually, he panicked. He had been wary of the assassin, and if he attacked, the situation wouldn't be good.
The moment he walked out, he ran to the courtyard and shouted.
"There is an assassin, come quickly, where did they all die to?"
Xiu!
A voice spread into his ear. Before he could react, the dagger sliced off a lock of his hair and stabbed into the wall of the courtyard.
A drop of cold sweat rolled down from Lin Fan's forehead.
This assassin was a little different; it was like he was serious. The feeling of being covered by death made him feel terrified.
"Father, do you know that your son is about to be killed?"
He didn't expect that being a rich family kid would be so dangerous. It was okay if he met an assassin once, but now the assassin came every day. How could he live?
Outside, the guards protecting him were all lying on the ground. They didn't move at all, and who knew if they were dead or alive.
Suddenly.
A cold glow struck him from behind, aiming for his head.
Lin Fan rolled and slashed with the blade in his hand. With a clang, sparks flew as the blade and the assassin's dagger clashed.
A strong internal strength struck him.
Peng!
His arm shook from the internal strength. He rolled and tried to maintain a certain distance from the assassin.
In the blink of an eye, when he stabilized his body, the assassin appeared in front of him. The dagger spun in his palm and struck towards his neck.
His speed was just too quick.
Even if he raised the Vengeful Tiger Blade Technique to the highest realm, his combat experience was just too weak.
His body reacted instinctively, and in front of such danger, he exploded out with shocking potential.
But even then, a wound was left on his neck and fresh blood seeped out.
It was really shallow.
It was just a flesh wound.
"I really will die." Lin Fan touched the wound. It didn't hurt much, probably because his physique rose to Martial Path Grade Three, which increased his endurance towards injuries.
He broke out in a cold sweat.
This was for real.
This was the backyard of the Lin Mansion, so it should be easy for him to be safe. But for some reason, Lin Fan felt that there was no place for him to hide in this area.
The other party was able to appear beside him in the shortest time possible.
"I have to be serious. If I am careless and get killed by the assassin, then I will be at a huge disadvantage." Lin Fan gripped the knife in his hand tighter. He lowered his body and tried to minimize any openings.
Although Vengeful Tiger Blade Technique was a normal blade technique, it was the basics. Returning to true, using the simplest method to cause the most damage.
Bang!
While he was in a daze.
The assassin attacked him, the dagger in his hand gleaming under the moonlight.
"I can only hope that the commotion here will attract the attention of others."
Lin Fan took in a deep breath and growled.
"Tiger Fiend."
A small amount of internal energy was transferred to the long blade. A black tiger roared and slashed at the assassin.
Clang!
They collided with each other, and a dull sound came from the backyard.
"Too slow, there are openings everywhere."
Just as Lin Fan thought that he could hold on, the assassin opened his mouth. His voice was really dark and sunken. Instantly, the assassin turned sideways, the white dagger slashed along the blade all the way to the handle before slanting.
Puchi!
Lin Fan's stomach was ripped open, and his clothes were ripped open. Fresh blood seeped out and dyed his clothes red.
Si!
So painful.
The pain from his skin tearing made Lin Fan frown.
The assassin didn't hold back and attacked from the back. This was a backstab, and if he was stabbed, the outcome would be catastrophic.
"Damn." Lin Fan hollered. He turned his head and raised the blade in his hand. With a clang, he blocked the backstab of the dagger.
Peng!
The opponent's internal strength was too thick.
The strength that exploded out was just too strong.
Lin Fan flew backward. His back smashed into the bricks, and he felt a burning pain.
"So strong, he is much stronger than me."
Add points.
At such a moment, he didn't think too much and directly added rage points to internal strength.
Internal Strength: 90 (Martial Path Grade Three)
At the same time, he raised Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture.
Consumed a thousand rage points.
Heart Cultivation: Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture (Grade Two)
After levelling up, his body underwent a shocking change. The internal strength in his body became thicker and thicker.
The Purple Sun Four Saint Scripture's internal strength automatically rotated, and it actually had the effect of recovering injuries.
The assassin was slightly shocked as he noticed the changes in Lin Fan's body.
Did he break through?
He just had to test it out and he would be able to see.
Peng!
The assassin lowered his body like a swallow, sticking close to the brick ground as he closed in on Lin Fan. The dagger in his hand was covered in a thin layer of light.
"Too much." Lin Fan was furious and slashed out with his blade.
This blade was really different from before.
A purple light covered the blade. Although it was really thin, it really existed. The aura that it gave off was much stronger than before.
Clang!
They clashed together.
Lin Fan realized that this blade was much stronger than before, and it didn't feel like he couldn't block it.
The assassin who was wearing a mask slowed down a little. To an expert, that was a weakness.
However, moments later.
Lin Fan didn't notice such a weakness.
The assassin's expression was one of rage. The dagger in his hand shook slightly, and the blade was pushed aside. He then waved his arm, and the dagger sliced his chest. Fresh blood seeped out.
"What a waste, your breakthrough just now shocked me. You revealed a weakness, but you didn't treasure it."
The assassin didn't say any nonsense to Lin Fan. The dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake. It was hard to pinpoint where it would come from.
After a long while.
Lin Fan supported himself with one hand and panted. There were many wounds on his body, and fresh blood dyed his shirt.
He had tried his best.
However, he wasn't the assassin's match at all.
Suddenly.
A voice spread out from the distance.
"Damn assassin, you actually dare to behave so arrogantly in the Lin Manor." Old Wu attacked, his fingers opened and he grabbed towards the assassin.
The assassin looked at Lin Fan and instantly disappeared from the spot.
"I will come again."
Old Wu landed beside Lin Fan, "Young Master, are you okay?"
Lin Fan's body was drenched in sweat, and he panted, "Look at me, do I look okay?
"We fought for so long, so why did you only come now?"
The moment he said that.
He used up too much stamina and fainted right away.
….
Reading room.
"How is that unfilial kid?" Lin Wanyi asked.
Old Wu replied, "I told people to take care of him. He is exhausted and is temporarily unconscious."
He then thought about something.
"Old Master, you are too vicious this time."
He really didn't expect Old Master to be so merciless and actually cause so many injuries on Young Master's body. Although they were all superficial wounds, the loss of blood was still dangerous.
Lin Wanyi said expressionlessly, "Only when death covers him can he break through his limits. In the past, that unfilial kid was still so mischievous. Now that his life is in danger, only then will he pay attention."
"The effect is not bad."
"He broke through in battle."
Old Wu could only pray that Young Master could hold on.
Old Master was really serious this time.
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