Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Aftermath

boom!

The heavy sword was drawn and smashed towards the courtyard gate.

Wood chips flew everywhere, and the wooden door was cleaved into large pieces by the Xuan Tie sword, just like paper.

Han Yi could even see the astonished look in the eyes of the man in black behind the door.

But the Xuan Tie sword continued its momentum, slicing directly across the black-clad man's chest and abdomen.

"what!!!!!"

The pitiful screams were enough to send chills down one's spine.

The Xuan Tie sword was incredibly powerful; the black-clad man's chest exploded instantly, revealing shattered bone fragments and internal organ pieces. Even so, the black-clad man did not die immediately; he coughed up blood as he spoke.

"You, you have no sportsmanship, you launched a sneak attack..."

This is not dead?

Are the life force of a Blood Refining stage martial artist so strong?

Han Yi frowned slightly. He hadn't expected that even with his chest shattered and his heart exposed, the man in black would still have a faint breath.

Han Yi turned his sword.

thump!

The upper half of the man in black fell to the ground, staining a large area of ​​the ground red.

That should finally solve the problem!

Han Yi looked at the zeroed-out numbers on the man in black.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh

Three darts flew from the backyard. Clang!

The Xuan Tie sword, with its blade as large as a door panel, acted like a shield, blocking all the hidden weapons.

"Damn it, retreat! The intelligence is wrong!"

The man in black who was keeping watch in the backyard had obviously heard the commotion earlier. He reacted very quickly and intended to attack from both sides.

But when he saw the bloodstains appearing on Han Yi's clothes, his voice was filled with panic, and he wanted to call his companions to retreat.

Han Yi's actions were incredibly fast; he killed the black-clad men lying in ambush at the front gate in an instant. The black-clad men watching from the backyard only thought their accomplice was injured.

After all, both of them were experts in the organization. Although they were only at the early stage of Blood Refinement, they had successfully assassinated even late-stage Blood Refinement warriors when they were lying in ambush.

Even if the intelligence was wrong, they believed they were no less skilled than martial artists of the same cultivation level in a one-on-one fight.

"What's that?" The man in black's pupils dilated suddenly as he saw half a body at the courtyard gate!

"Run! I can't fight them head-on! Run!" That was his only thought.

The man in black retreated rapidly, trying to jump onto the roof.

"Hmph, I want to run!"

Han Yi looked at the black-clad man with the value '38~62' without changing his expression. He raised his arms high, and the muscles on them bulged up like the roots of an old tree.

Hurry, hurry

The man in black was fast, but a shadowy figure was even faster!

Boom!

The man in black turned to parry with his dagger, but this was as laughable as a mayfly trying to shake a tree; the dagger instantly shattered into countless tiny fragments. Boom!

Large tiles fell from the walls with a rustling sound.

The man in black was pinned to the white wall by the black iron sword thrown by Han Yi, his blood staining the wall like ink.

"Cough, cough..."

"I was careless. The intelligence was wrong. You are a martial artist in the Blood Refining stage..."

The man in black lowered his head, his eyelids slightly open, and his eyes reflected Han Yi, whose body was surrounded by star-like bloodstains.

Han Yi walked towards him like a battle god bathed in blood.

scoff!

The black-clad man slid down the wall as limply as a noodle after the Xuan Tie sword was pulled out.

"Speak, who sent you?" Han Yi held his sword in one hand, pointing it down at the men in black.

"Hahaha!" The man in black actually laughed out loud in this situation!

"The Shadow Master walks alone, a fleeting moment is eternal!"

His face lit up with fanaticism as he shrieked.

not good!

Han Yi thought of a possibility and quickly pressed down on the man in black's chin, but it was too late. A trace of dark blue blood flowed from the corner of the man in black's mouth.

Han Yi saw the black-clad man's stats rapidly change from '38~62' to 0.

"Damn it!" Han Yi cursed under his breath. All those period dramas he watched in his previous life were for nothing. The assassination attempt by the man in black failed, and with no way to escape, he would inevitably choose to commit suicide.

He reached out and pulled down the mask of the man in black, revealing an ordinary, unremarkable face to Han Yi.

Han Yi quickly searched his memory, but unfortunately, he didn't recognize the man or know why he had been assassinated. The man in black appeared to be a skilled assassin, but who would spend so much money to assassinate him for no reason?

Han Yi considered himself to be easygoing, never causing trouble, and always getting along well with everyone. He always considered others' needs, and even gave Master Lu two hundred taels of silver when Master Lu failed to recast the metal!

Could it be that kid Song Qing? Han Yi muttered to himself, starting to think of people he had clashed with in the past.

He was previously in the guard team, where he only injured Song Zhong and had a few verbal arguments with Song Qing.

Of course, it certainly wasn't Song Zhong who did it, since Han Yi was the one who helped collect Song Zhong's body.

As for Song Qing, it's unlikely. I talked to Pan Sheng before, and Song Qing is currently undergoing labor reform at the mining camp. He won't be back for a while.

These should be the only ones, right? Who else could it be?

"Oh right, and Black Wind Stronghold!" Han Yi suddenly remembered something, his eyes narrowing. Speaking of Song Qing, he recalled the fierce battle against Tie Lu, the second-in-command of Black Wind Stronghold.

At that time, Han Yi killed Tie Sha, the third leader of Black Wind Stronghold, but unexpectedly, Tie Lu escaped...

If it were true that Black Wind Stronghold hired assassins, then there might be some possibility of that happening... Han Yi pondered to himself.

But could a group of bandits really be so loyal and righteous? They're not like the 108 heroes of Liangshan who formed a sworn brotherhood... He thought to himself.

But no matter how Han Yi speculated, this assassination attempt must have been caused by someone he had offended in the past and his failure to properly handle the aftermath.

Either don't provoke them, or if you do, deal with them decisively, nip them in the bud, and leave no future troubles. Being merciful to your enemies is being cruel to yourself!

Han Yi wrote this sentence down in his mental notebook and repeated it three times!

boom!

"Old woman, are you out of your mind? How dare you stick your head out like that!" With a shout, the courtyard gate slammed shut.

Han Yi snapped out of his daze; it seemed to be the voice of the old man next door.

The screams and fighting had clearly awakened almost everyone in the surrounding area. However, at that time, they were all silent, afraid of being caught in the crossfire. Now that the noise had subsided, they wanted to find out what was going on.

But this little courtyard really needs to be dealt with properly... Han Yi frowned, looking at the ruins and the two corpses on the ground.

Thinking of this, he prepared to go forward and touch the corpse to see if he could find any clues.

Even after Han Yi searched carefully, he still found nothing.

The two assassins were dressed in the most ordinary night clothes, and in their pockets they only had a few hidden weapons. There was no lime powder, and the hidden weapons were just ordinary throwing darts. Not to mention silver, they didn't even have a single copper coin!