Chapter 3762
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"They actually used more than a dozen of us to kill a doctor. It's really a waste of talent," someone whispered. Someone said in a low voice. They felt that such an elegant doctor, even if he had some cultivation, could be easily taken away by any one of them. However, the organization had sent more than ten of them here. It was really a waste of talent.
"He's finally out after two days. Since that's the case, I'll send him on his way!" A black-clothed assassin said. He hid in the dark and stared at the slowly walking figure. He raised his hand and aimed it at Fan Lin.
He pulled up his sleeves slightly, revealing a sleeve of arrows. The black-clothed man sneered. At the same time he pressed the mechanism, an almost inaudible sharp aura flew out with a murderous aura and shot straight at the back of Fan Lin's head.
"Whoosh!"
Fan Lin was still walking slowly. He heard the sound coming from behind him and released his divine sense. When he felt that the attack was only a meter away from him, he turned around unexpectedly. With a flick of his sleeve, an invisible force surged out and deflected the arrow.
"Whoosh!"
"Hiss!"
The sharp sleeve arrow turned back with a swoosh. If it was any other time, it would not be difficult for these assassin organizations to avoid it. However, they had all underestimated their enemy. No one thought that the sleeve arrow would be reflected back. Thus, when they reacted, the sleeve arrow had already shot into the black-clothed man's forehead with a swoosh.
A trace of blood seeped out and slid down. The black-clothed man's eyes widened in shock. He stared straight ahead. However, his body lost its balance and fell down.
"Bang!"
The sound of the corpse falling to the ground woke the others up. The dozen or so people were shocked. They quickly recovered and leaped out to surround Fan Lin. At this moment, the dozen or so top assassins no longer had contempt in their eyes. There was only a strong sense of fear and caution.
"Kill!"
As the cold word "kill" fell, the dozen or so figures quickly rushed out. The sharp swords in their hands were gleaming with cold light as they slashed across the ground, splashing cold murderous aura.
Fan Lin still had a refined smile on his face. He stretched out the hand in front of him and a long sword slid out from under his sleeve. In the next moment, the long sword in his hand met the attacks of the black-clothed assassins.
"Clang!"
"Whoosh! Swish! "
The clanging sound of swords clashing against each other was accompanied by sparks. The murderous aura contained in the sharp sword aura spread out in the air. As a black-clothed assassin was killed, the smell of blood in the air also rushed into his nose.
Swish!
Under the refraction of the cold sword, a biting cold light flashed, and the sharp sword aura accompanied by the pressure suddenly attacked the black-clothed assassins, shocking them in an instant.
It was also at this moment that the shadow of the sword flashed past, and with a strange and unpredictable speed, it slashed across the throat of the black-clothed assassin and sealed his throat!
"Bang bang bang!"
Black figures fell to the ground one after another. The assassins in black stared at the scene in front of them with their eyes wide open. It was as if they had never thought that the elegant man was such a cold-faced Rakshasa.
When the remaining two assassins in black saw this scene, they were so shocked that cold sweat seeped out. They retreated, wanting to escape and tell the organization that this elegant man was simply a god of death!
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