Return of the Phoenix Lady

Seeing a strong fighting spirit rushing towards the powerless Liu Hanyang, Han Xing immediately joined the battle and quickly drew out the soft sword from his waist. At this time, the soft sword was no longer the green fighting spirit he usually used, but a silver one with a dazzling light.

He teleported to Liu Hanyang's side and blocked the fatal blow for him, but the difference in strength between the two was too great. Although the assassin didn't seem to use much strength, Han Xing was still shaken several meters away. His body swayed, and he used his sword to support himself and not fall down.

"Xing'er!" Three anxious roars came from Liu Hanyang, Liu Hanyun and Jin Yifeng.

He took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the surge of blood in his body, calmed himself down, and said, "I'm fine, Brother Yun, take Mu Juetian away quickly; as for the two of you, stay aside, leave him to me!" After saying that, without looking at the three people, he stared straight at the assassin opposite, with a strong fighting spirit and determination in his eyes.

"But, you..." Liu Hanyun wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Han Xing: "Have you forgotten what you just promised me?!"

Liu Hanyun pursed her lips tightly, but finally approached Mu Juetian silently.

"Hey~ little kid, do you think I don't exist? That man is the one I want to eliminate! If you take him away, I will pay him back with my life!" The man in black opposite said casually.

Seeing Liu Hanyun taking Mu Juetian away, the assassin did not stop him.

Seeing this, Han Xing snorted coldly and said, "That depends on whether you have the ability!" The chaotic aura in his body was almost adjusted. Han Xing cast a light healing spell to Liu Hanyang and Jin Yifeng respectively, then looked at the assassin provocatively and said, "Do you have the ability to taste my magic?" This assassin was obviously a seasoned fighting master. If he competed with him in fighting spirit, he would be seeking death!

"Oh? Little kid, you are very confident! Although you are indeed very talented, and I don't want to undermine the self-confidence of you young people, but you still have to have some self-knowledge!" The assassin laughed coldly.

Han Xing snorted coldly and threw several high-level magic fire bombs. The raging flames quickly raised the temperature around them.

When the fire bombs were about to approach the assassin, he just waved his hand lightly, and several fire bombs disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing this, Han Xing lowered his eyes slightly, and in the blink of an eye, another huge column of water shot towards the assassin, but the effect was also unsatisfactory. The assassin shook his hand, and only a few drops of water dripped onto the ground.

Damn it! Although he had anticipated this situation, Han Xing still secretly hated himself unwillingly. Why couldn't he be stronger?!

Han Xing waved his hands lightly, and the plants beside the study began to move and crawl towards the assassin. The assassin just looked at the plants on the ground with interest, and from time to time glanced at Han Xing who looked alert, and let the plants wrap around his body.

Seeing that he did not resist, Han Xing used a gold spell to reinforce the plants, and then cast a water spell. The drizzle was accompanied by holy water, which was sprinkled on the plants. The plants became even more crazy after receiving these nutrients, and tried their best to wrap their thick branches around the assassin. Soon, the assassin was wrapped tightly by the plants.

After a brief pause, he looked at the two seriously injured people. Although the healing spell had cured their external injuries, their internal injuries were not light. Both of them looked pale and were still regulating their breathing.

Suddenly, the assassin, who was tightly wrapped in plants, spoke with a strange laugh, saying, "Ka-ka~ Little kid, is that all you can do?"

Han Xing stared intently at the plant ball that wrapped around the assassin, always on guard.

Suddenly, a faint light came out from the inside out of the plant ball. Soon, the light became strong and dazzling, causing Han Xing to squint his eyes. In an instant, there was a loud "bang", which was the sound of countless plant roots breaking. Looking across, the assassin was standing there intact, not looking at all embarrassed because he had just been wrapped in plants.

The only difference is that the assassin's mask is gone, revealing a smiling face of... a kind old man. But only Han Xing knows what a powerful and perverted person is hidden under this harmless face.

"Little kid, I've given you a chance. Now, it's my turn." The old man said with a smile, but the murderous intent in his eyes was so obvious.

The old man swung the sword in his hand and flew towards Han Xing at a rapid speed.

Before Han Xing could dodge, the old man had already arrived in front of him, and the sharp sword stabbed towards Han Xing at a speed that was impossible to see with the naked eye.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would definitely be defeated immediately under such a rapid attack from the old man, but who is Han Xing? She is a genius non-human who has lived two lives as a human.

When the sharp sword was about to touch his body, Han Xing rolled over and dodged it, his hands not stopping. One hand held the soft sword, fighting with the old man, and the other hand used magic, occasionally throwing a fireball or water ball to attack. Speaking of this fighting style, it was the first time Han Xing used it. It can only be said that he was desperate and tried every possible means to deal with such a strong enemy, which led to this situation.

The old man was secretly surprised and became more and more interested in Han Xing. He accepted the assassination because he was too bored, but now he met such an interesting person. He had forgotten about assassination and just wanted to compete with Han Xing more to see if there would be more surprises.

But as time went on, Han Xing gradually became unable to keep up. Facing every move of the old man, he had to try his best. If he was a little slow, he would be cut by the old man's sword. Even if he was a superman, he could not hold on for long in such a state.

Without noticing, Han Xing was knocked away by the old man's fighting spirit and fell heavily to the ground. Han Xing gritted his teeth, covered his injured left hand, and decisively took a hemostatic pill. When he was about to stand up, an anxious voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Xiao Xing! Are you okay? I feel your vitality is draining away! What's going on? Let me out quickly!"

It's Xiaohuo! 'Xiaohuo, this guy is very powerful. You're no match for him right now, so don't do that!' Han Xing responded to Xiaohuo.

'Xiao Xing, what are you talking about? Let me out! If I'm not his opponent, are you his match now? Let me come out to help you! If it doesn't work, just come in and hide!' Xiao Huo, who was staying in the Phoenix Wonderland, was about to go crazy. If he knew that his Xiao Xing was in danger and couldn't save her, he would die of pain.

"No!" Han Xing said firmly. If she escaped, not only would Jin Yifeng and Liu Hanyang be in danger, but the others who were currently fleeing would also suffer. Han Xing was certain that with the old man's strength, he would definitely be able to find the others.

With blurred vision, I looked at the old man opposite me who was smiling kindly, and a chill came over me.

After calming himself down, Han Xing ignored Xiaohuo's shouting, temporarily cut off the connection between the two, supported his body with the sword, stood up again, raised the sword, and attacked again regardless of the wounds all over his body.

The old man smiled softly and counterattacked. In his eyes, Han Xing was still too weak. Killing her was as easy as crushing an ant. However, the old man still wanted to see how much fun this little girl could bring him.

Han Xing was quickly knocked down again, lying on the ground gasping for breath. This was probably the most embarrassing fight Han Xing had ever been in since he crossed over! He was being played like a clown by his opponent.

Thinking of this, a wave of resentment welled up in her heart. No! No! She couldn't do this! She had to become stronger! She had to defeat the man who dared to play tricks on her! She had to! Then, she stood up again and moved forward!

But the reality is far more cruel than imagined, and Han Xing can only be knocked down again and again, and stand up again and again!

The old man looked at Han Xing, who was covered in blood, in surprise. Such an indomitable willpower was truly miraculous!

Knocked down again, Han Xing tried hard to stand up, but the old man didn't want to wait any longer and attacked Han Xing who had not yet stood up.

Han Xing stared intently, her eyes wide open, her hands clenched tightly in unwillingness, her sharp nails piercing her flesh without her even noticing. Her heart was filled with resentment. She was unwilling to accept this! She was unwilling to accept this! She didn't want to die yet! Her grandmother and Long Xuri were getting married soon, Ying Rui and the others were still so dependent on her, and who knew what was happening to that silly boy Ying Chen now... How could she bear to die? She still had so many concerns...

Just as the sword was about to pierce his chest, a figure suddenly came into view and stood straight in front of him, followed by the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh.

Han Xing looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. It was... Brother Yang!