Chapter 593 The Great Terror Between Life and Death

Hearing the voice behind him, Teng Zijing was a little frightened by Yamu's sudden appearance, and then he reacted and couldn't help looking at Yamu with surprise.

"Mr. Mu, do you mean that Master Fan... has the upper hand?"

Yamu smiled and said, "Not really, but these seemingly thrilling dodges are actually Fan Xian's fighting style!"

This guy didn't learn any martial arts moves, but only received ten years of stick education from Wuzhu.

Wuzhu didn't teach anyone, he just picked up a wooden stick and asked Fan Xian to dodge his attacks as much as possible.

The two of them fought and dodged for ten years, and Fan Xian developed a dodging ability comparable to spider sense.

Although the two black swords were as agile as snakes and ghostly as smoke, they were still far behind Wuzhu's wooden stick in speed and accuracy.

Therefore, Fan Xian's situation seemed dangerous and embarrassing, but in fact he was confident and confident.

The three of them fought farther and farther along the wall. Finally, at a certain moment, the focused female assassin turned around to avoid and saw Yamu, who was watching the battle calmly not far away.

The appearance of Yamu meant that all other assassins had been killed.

The entire secluded alley was left with only the two of them fighting alone...

After figuring this out, the female assassin was distracted for a moment.

Fan Xian caught this momentary gap. He dodged the stab of another female swordsman, then raised his hands and swung them violently. Two pink smokes suddenly burst out and sprayed directly at the faces of the two female assassins.

The two female assassins reacted quickly, holding their breath, and tiptoed to prepare to pull back.

But Fan Xian had finally found such an opportunity, so he was not willing to let it go.

He just shouted loudly, and the domineering true energy in his body surged wildly. With a wave of his arms, it seemed that his arms had suddenly grown a section, and just touched the throats of the two female assassins.

"Crack!"

Two soft sounds, the surging Qi smashed the throat bones of the two female assassins.

Severe pain and suffocation came together, the two female assassins spit blood and fell to the ground weakly.

Fan Xian's clothes were stained with blood, his right hand was holding the short knife in reverse, and he leaned against the wall and gasped.

The dark eyes were full of relief and fear after the fierce battle...

"You fought well!"

Ya Mu walked over from the front, looking at Fan Xian with admiration in his eyes.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, raised his right hand holding the short knife in reverse, and wiped the blood foam on his face with the back of his hand.

"Brother Mu, don't joke at this time, I'm so scared that my legs are still shaking now!"

"...Really?"

Ya Mu looked him up and down, then stretched out his hand to take his pulse, shook his head and said:

"Why do I feel that the pressure you are under is not enough?"

"...Huh?"

Fan Xian was stunned when he heard it.

The next moment, the image of Yamu in front of him suddenly became extremely tall, and the terrifying momentum of a prehistoric beast surged violently, wantonly ravaging Fan Xian's fragile nerves.

Fan Xian's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at Yamu in disbelief.

A small and fearful tremor arose from his heart.

"Mu... Brother Mu..."

Fan Xian squeezed out a few words from his teeth with difficulty.

But Yamu seemed not to hear, just looking down at him expressionlessly, slowly pulling up his right arm, and then-suddenly swinging it out!

"Bang!!"

The fist was enlarged in his eyes, and an indescribable sense of fatal crisis spread throughout his body.

In this life-and-death moment, the true qi that had been circulating in Fan Xian's body, which seemed to have been calm like a lake, suddenly boiled like boiling water.

In an instant, a huge and surging true qi gushed out from the snow mountain at his lower back, and spread throughout his body along the small circulation in his body.

"Swish--"

The sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground was heard, and Fan Xian took a step back with his right foot, avoiding the fist that had brushed past his ear.

"Bang!!"

The wind from the fist was fierce, whistling past Fan Xian's ears, smashing the wall with great force, and crashing into the shops on the street.

In just a moment, the already dilapidated building collapsed, and a huge roar came with smoke and dust.

At this time, Fan Xian was still staring at Yamu in a daze, and it seemed that he had not recovered from the fatal sense of crisis.

Looking at the frightened Fan Xian, Yamu suddenly smiled slightly, and the terrifying aura emanating from his body instantly converged, and the fist that had brushed past Fan Xian's ear also changed from a fist to a palm, and gently waved it.

"Hu--"

The air flow whistled, blocking the smoke and dust that was coming in the face.

After doing all this, Yamu retracted his palm, patted Fan Xian on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, I have long discovered that the true energy in your body has reached a bottleneck, and you need to break it and then stand up again before you can be reborn!"

As he said this, Yamu looked at the two corpses at his feet and shook his head: "It's a pity that these two female assassins are much weaker than I thought, and they can't force you into a desperate situation. I have to rely on my actions to force you to break through!"

"..."

Hearing Yamu's words, Fan Xian finally came back to his senses, and the muscles on his cheeks couldn't help twitching.

He wanted to complain about Yamu's behavior, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help but immerse himself in the vast true energy flowing in his body, and he couldn't say the words to blame Yamu for intimidating him.

In the end, Fan Xian blushed and said something hatefully.

"So, I still have to thank you?"

Yamu said without hesitation: "Just say you didn't break through!"

Fan Xian's face fell, and he said weakly: "Breakthrough... Thank you, Brother Mu!"

Ya Mu smiled and said, "You're welcome."

At the same time, Teng Zijing, who was also impressed by Ya Mu's momentum, came back to his senses.

Unlike Fan Xian, he only practiced ordinary skills. Even if he reached a bottleneck, he could not break through in danger. Therefore, even if he wanted to stop Ya Mu from taking action, he could only be suppressed in place and could not move.

Fortunately, Ya Mu did not really want to hurt Fan Xian.

Teng Zijing breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Fan Xian... Oh no, Master, the assassins nearby have been dealt with. Should we stay here and wait for the mastermind to appear, or continue to Liujing River to attend the banquet of the second prince?"

"..."

Fan Xian came back to his senses, thought for a while, and shook his head.

"Neither, let's go back to the Fan Mansion first and wait for things to ferment."

After speaking, Fan Xian put the short knife back into his waist and walked towards the carriage.

Just after taking two steps, Fan Xian suddenly turned around and said unhappily: "Also, Brother Mu is one of us, and he knows that we are friends, not just master and servant. If you are not used to calling me Young Master, just call me Fan Xian, don't be so awkward all the time."

"..." Teng Zijing twitched his lips and shook his head, "Try to get used to it. I have decided to serve you, so I have to put myself in the right position. It is not good for you or me to always call the master by his name."

"... whatever you want!"

Fan Xian pouted and continued to walk towards the carriage.

Ya Mu patted Teng Zijing's shoulder and suddenly said without a beginning or an end: "You're welcome."

After saying that, Ya Mu didn't care about Teng Zijing's reaction, just walked past him with an ambiguous smile.

Teng Zijing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, took a step, and followed the two.

He had no idea that in the original TV series, Niulan Street was where he was buried. Even in the novel world, he would almost die in front of Fan Xian because he risked his life to hold the strong man.

...

On the way back home, Fan Xian sat in an open carriage, staring at his hands in a daze.

To be honest, he did not dislike Yamu's behavior of putting him in danger. On the contrary, he was somewhat grateful.

It was the battle with the two female assassins that made him clearly realize the undercurrents and crises in Kyoto for the first time.

——The other party was really coming to take his life!

They were serious. This was not a game, but a real struggle of life and death.

After figuring this out, Fan Xian couldn't help but clench his fists, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, although the other party had found out his itinerary for the day, they did not expect that there was a master comparable to a grandmaster beside him.

Now that the most dangerous assassination has been passed smoothly, what he has to do next is to return to the mansion and wait, tell his father about this matter, and spread it to the whole Kyoto to see which force will be the first to get restless.

The reason for making such a choice is mainly because Fan Xian is not sure who is attacking him.

However, Fan Xian can still guess the reason for the attack.

"Brother Mu."

Fan Xian suddenly spoke.

Yamu raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"

Fan Xian said seriously: "Do you know the Neiku?"

Yamu certainly knew, but because of his character, he still pretended to be strange and said: "Of course, I'm wearing it!"

"Not that underwear!"

Fan Xian replied unhappily, and then continued to explain seriously: "The so-called Neiku was formerly the Ye family business founded by my mother Ye Qingmei in this life. It was once the richest in the world and took all the wealth in the world."

"Later, my mother died, and the business was taken over by the royal family of Qing Kingdom, and renamed Neiku, becoming the royal money bag."

"Now, the financial power of Neiku is controlled by Emperor Qing's sister, Princess Li Yunrui. Li Yunrui has never married, but she had an affair with the current prime minister Lin Ruofu and gave birth to an illegitimate daughter named Lin Wan'er."

"The Emperor of Qing Kingdom named Lin Wan'er a princess and spread the word that whoever can marry her Lin Wan'er, whoever can take over the financial power of the inner treasury. "

Ya Mu asked appropriately: "Isn't Lin Wan'er your fiancée?"

Fan Xian nodded seriously: "Yes, so the person who will take over the financial power of the inner treasury in the future is me."

Ya Mu thought: "This assassination is because of the inner treasury, right?"

Fan Xian sighed: "There are countless forces coveting the financial power of the inner treasury inside and outside the capital. I am not sure who is attacking me. I can only say that this assassination is just the beginning..."

Before he finished speaking, Ya Mu interrupted him unceremoniously: "What do you want to say? Just say it quickly, don't beat around the bush here."

Fan Xian blinked and whispered: "Then I'll say it straight... Brother Mu, you and Uncle Wu Zhu are the most hidden forces around me. I don't want you to be exposed in front of people, so I want to announce to the public that I killed the strong man and the female assassin!"