The rain was getting heavier and heavier, washing the ground into mud. When Tang Feifan fell from the wall, his feet slipped and rolled around the ground, and his clothes were covered with mud and water. He had no time to wipe it, so he stood up and ran to the distance.

After leaving the village, there was a forest in front of him, not big. You could reach the cliff behind him by walking, and you would find a way out. On the way, Tang Feifan remembered that Maggie had said she would save him, but she didn't know if she could find him. He shook his head and focused on observing the surroundings. Everything depends on himself.

Although the assassin in the village was temporarily removed from the village, the latter was just separated by a wall and would immediately follow, not far away, and there might be ambush in the dark woods.

Suddenly, a silver light shot from a certain angle, just in front of Tang Feifan. If he stopped suddenly, he could dodge it. However, due to the speed of being too fast and even using his true energy, if he stopped suddenly, it would inevitably have a great impact on his body and even internal injuries. What's more, it would not be possible to stop at this time. The footsteps behind him became clearer in the rain, and if he was entangled, he would not be able to escape. It was also difficult to move and move between the sword light and sword shadows. If he was hit by this knife, coupled with the injury to his waist, he would probably be difficult to escape.

The killer must have expected this result and did not seek to hit him, but just to delay Tang Feifan's castration. This killer must be a master. If Tang Feifan really paused, he would definitely be entangled.

The dagger was right in front of him. In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Tang Feifan's mind. He leaned back and slid forward with the help of inertia. Because the ground was muddy, Tang Feifan's speed did not decrease much. The dagger slid past his eyes and pierced on the tree, with a sonorous voice.

When Tang Feifan recovered, a flat knife suddenly appeared in front of him, with raindrops all over it, and in the drizzle of rain, the murderous intent became stronger. Tang Feifan's pupils shrank, and cold sweat broke out on his head, but he immediately reacted, with a dagger in his left hand sealing the knife, and a knife in his right hand slashing the enemy's neck.

The man in black immediately retreated, and his speed was fast. Tang Feifan's sword did not even touch his clothes. Tang Feifan's left hand hanged down and trembled slightly, because the knife just now was not only fast, but also powerful. If Tang Feifan had not used his true energy, he might have been beheaded directly. Even so, Tang Feifan was still shocked.

The only one assassin appeared in front of Tang Feifan in the rain curtain, but his eyes made Tang Feifan very uneasy. Tang Feifan thought to himself: This assassin is very strong.

If there were no pursuers behind him at other times, Tang Feifan would be very excited to compete with the assassin, but the situation was urgent and he was caught up, and with this master, it would be difficult for Tang Feifan to survive.

The cold rain soaked Tang Feifan's wound, which calmed him a lot. He let go of his mood of wanting to compete and ran slanted forward.

At the same time, the blood-transforming darts and Tang crossbows in his hand were constantly issued, which made the assassin master unable to help but take some effort and his pursuit slowed down.

But the latter was very fast. Even after some interference, he still quickly caught up with him and was about to slash over with a knife. Tang Feifan rushed forward, rolled around the ground, stood up and continued running, and opened some distance.

The assassin stepped up to the treetop in two or three steps, and only heard the sound of a broken branch sound, and a whirlwind came from behind him, which was cold and irritating. Tang Feifan came out of a knife on his back, endured a great force, and his body staggered and almost fell down. But the scorching pain on his back was that the back of the knife was under heavy pressure and almost shattered the flesh and blood.

However, Tang Feifan did not allow the other party to make a move. He drew the sword and turned around and slashed it flat. The assassin was agile and just retreated for a distance to avoid this knife. However, Tang Feifan's purpose was not like this. Two blood-transforming darts in his left hand flew out, and under Fengyun's hand, the blood-transforming darts showed two arcs. However, the assassin's sword dance was fast, and after two crisp sounds, he bounced the blood-transforming darts away.

However, before he could close his sword, he suddenly turned around and dodged to the side, not knowing what he was doing.

Tang Feifan took this opportunity to widen the distance, so he turned around and jumped to a treetop in the distance the next moment, and gently stepped to a longer distance.

The assassin snorted coldly, his eyes becoming more and more gloomy, but his steps continued to move towards Tang Feifan quickly.

Tang Feifan left the woods, and his face became paler in the rain. In the short period of time when he was fighting with the assassin, the enemy's deep true energy made Tang Feifan's injuries worse. Among his peers, few people can compare with Tang Feifan in terms of true energy. The opponent's assassination method is sophisticated and his true energy is deep. He must be a famous master. While circulating the true energy to suppress the injuries in his body, a name has appeared in Tang Feifan's mind.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the lightning passing by the dark clouds illuminated the ground from time to time, and Tang Feifan got closer and closer to the cliff.

However, Tang Feifan's injuries were getting heavier and heavier. The cold air invaded his body and his speed couldn't help but slow down. As a result, the assassin master quickly followed. Tang Feifan jumped around and raised Tang crossbow and fired five arrows in a row. However, the assassin was very agile. Even in such a dim environment, he still dodged, which bought some time for Tang Feifan.

"snort!"

The assassin snorted, and his speed suddenly accelerated, and immediately appeared behind Tang Feifan. At this time, Tang Feifan had no chance to use hidden weapons. Feeling the gust of wind behind him, Tang Feifan turned around and slammed it out, contacting the assassin's palms. He felt a surge of abundant force pouring into his body, almost breaking the tendons.

Tang Feifan was still suppressing his injuries, so he could not resist this power. His body was like a kite with a broken string, falling far away.

This was a very good offensive opportunity, but the assassin master suddenly stopped, stared at Tang Feifan, and his right hand trembled slightly.

After a moment, the man walked up and his steps were no longer so calm.

Tang Feifan stood up, alert and retreated. The opponent was very strong. If Tang Feifan was slapped like this again, he would have no power to escape.

"I didn't believe in the past, how powerful a child could be. Today I have seen it, and it is indeed difficult to deal with, but no matter how many methods you have, there is no chance of escape in the face of absolute strength!" The assassin's cold voice came out, echoing in the rain.

Tang Feifan didn't care what he said, because the other party was also delaying the time. When other assassins arrived, Tang Feifan couldn't escape.

...

On the far away official road, a carriage was walking alone in the rain. The coachman wore a hat and drove the horse away. The road was slippery on the rainy day, so he didn't dare to be too fast. There was a man and a woman in the car, and his clothes were soaked.

"Thank you." The woman handed out a few gold coins and said to the man beside her: "I don't know how they are?"

"I must have seen the signal flare just now." Dera frowned, her face not very good.

"Don't worry, they must be hiding from the rain in the village. Let's fix it first, and go in to find them when we arrive later."

"What I am worried about is that those who cause such a tragic scene will be fine if they are enemies of the enemy, and if they are not, they will be in danger." Della's face was gloomy. If they were in danger, his senior brother would be too responsible.

"Shuma and Fatton are both nobles, and they are students of the Martial Arts Academy. The other party should not hurt them. If we can't find them, we will go back to Linton for help."

At this time the carriage stopped, and the voice of the coachman came out: "It's rainy day, why did the girl appear here alone? Should she get into the car and sit?"

"Go back?"

The coachman shook his head.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!