Chapter Eighty Three

Xiao Fan finally left with the Ke Qing token from the Pharmacist Guild and the medicinal materials used to refine the fifth-grade soul quenching liquid and body refining liquid. As for the spirit explosion technique, Xiao Fan also gave it to Qin Mo.

In the eyes of others, the spirit explosion technique is a rare practice technique, but in the eyes of Xiao Fan, it is nothing more than that.

By entrusting the spirit explosion technique to Qin Mo, you can get Qin Mo's favor, and secondly, you will definitely avoid some detours when working in the Alchemist Guild in the future.

The heavy snow is still falling, and the snow of the Xueyue Dynasty is like never ending. Here, the weather is gloomy all day, and the sun is rarely seen.

Xiao Fan and the four left the Medicine Refining Association and were going to return to the inn. There were still three days left for the Lingyun Chamber of Commerce auction. In these three days, he was going to refine the fifth grade soul quenching liquid and body refining liquid.

Although there is no refining pot, Xiao Fan is still 70% sure of success.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a cold sword gas rushed out of a deep alley, and the speed was so fast that Xiao Fan and Fatty only felt a chill on their backs.

"Looking for death!" Xiao Fan let out a soft drink, and stood in front of the fat man without hesitation. A sword aura burst out in his hand, tearing countless blood blossoms.

The opponent's sword is fast, but Xiao Fan's is faster!

This sword contained the second heavy sword power, which was almost the strongest blow Xiao Fan broke out in an instant.

The sword qi collided and rolled up countless snowflakes. Xiao Fan stood motionless. The fat man, Xiao Jin guarded Nian Nian, and instantly retreated not far away.

Xiao Fan stood proudly, his icy eyes scanned the surroundings, his eyes were like torches, murderous intent blooming, dazzling people.

However, there was no sign around, and the person who had just released the sword had already left.

"People from Xuelou!" Fatty's brows sank, "Only people from Xuelou will leave if they miss a hit!"

Xiao Fan stayed silent, closed his eyes, and mobilized the power of the ghost war soul. In an instant, his spiritual sense was more than ten times stronger.

The next moment, the moment Xiao Fan opened his eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, the Shura sword trembled, and his body instantly disappeared in place.

puff! Immediately afterwards, a stream of blood burst out of nothingness, and the sword in Xiao Fan's hand pierced the chest of a man in white, and the blood gurgled.

"How could you find out!" The white-clothed man looked at Xiao Fan with an ugly expression. It was not because he was afraid of death, but because Xiao Fan had seen it through. He was extremely unwilling.

As killers, they have already put life and death out of the question, and death is only a matter of time.

"You don't need to know." Xiao Fan let out a cold sound, and when Shura sword mentioned, countless sword auras passed through the body, and the white-clothed killer suddenly turned into a vast blood mist.

If it weren't for Fu Bo to make him focus on improving his explosive power, he would never be able to follow the sword of the white killer. Not only would he die, but Fatty and Nian Nian could also be dangerous.

If he hadn't possessed a ghost war soul, he wouldn't be able to spot the killer in white.

Withdrawing the Shura sword, Xiao Fan's eyes were extremely cold, standing in the snow, radiating cold light.

"Roar." Suddenly, Xiao Jin roared and handed Xiao Fan a soul ring.

Xiao Fan's spirit power swept through the soul ring and found that there was nothing in it except for some soul stones and liquid medicine. As killers, it was impossible for them to leave clues for people to follow.

"The third child, it must be someone from Chen Hao who asked Xuelou to kill you!" The fat man's face was so gloomy that he got into the Xuelou, which was a big trouble.

Xiao Fan's expression was slightly condensed. He recalled these days when he came to the Xueyue Dynasty. There were not many people who had offended him, and even fewer wanted to kill him. Chen Hao counted one, and the Xueyue hunter who killed him was counted as one. Zhu Wenbo is regarded as one.

However, Xiao Fan ruled out the Xueyue Hunter for the first time. How could those Xueyue Hunters mistakenly think that they were Xuelou people to kill themselves?

The second one to exclude was Zhu Wenbo. Even if Zhu Wenbo had been outside, even if he came back, it would be impossible to invite people from the snow building so soon.

Moreover, he himself is one of the ten show in the imperial city, he would never go to the Xuelou people to take action. Zhu Wenbo wanted to kill, so he would only come blatantly.

"It seems that Chen Hao is the only one!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath, and his murderous intentions slowly converged.

"That Chen Hao is nothing terrible. What's terrible is that he found the people in Xuelou. Xuelou's rules are that he will never die." The fat man worried.

"Don't die?" Xiao Fan's expression condensed slightly.

"This killer is dead. Xuelou will not take action for the time being. Chen Hao must have misreported your information, causing the mission to fail. Next, Xuelou will definitely find Chen Hao to make up for the soul stone, and then find a stronger one. People come." The fat man nodded, he was very familiar with Xuelou's rules.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan smiled: "In other words, the first person Xuelou will look for next is not me? It's Chen Hao?"

"Not bad." The fat man nodded, and said weirdly: "You still laughed out, Chen Hao is from the Chen family, this soul stone is still out."

"It's no use worrying. Soldiers will stop you, and the water will cover you." Xiao Fan shrugged, although on the surface it was relaxed, his heart was extremely solemn.

The Xuelou Assassin who was killed by him just now was only in the early stage of the Battle Sect realm, which faintly threatened his life, what if it was the middle and late stages of the Battle Sect?

Xiao Fan knew that when Chen Hao saw him, it was really only in the early stage of the Battle Sect Realm. He only broke through last night, which led to the error in the information Chen Hao provided to Xuelou, but then he didn't have such good luck.

Just after Xiao Fan and the others left for more than ten breaths, a shadow appeared in front of the blood mist left by the white assassin. The shadow flashed past, and then disappeared instantly.

In a secret room of an inn, there was a woman in an enchanting red dress sitting in front of her respectfully, a white-clothed man wearing a mask, unable to see his face, and reporting something to the enchanting woman.

Hearing the words of the man in white, the face of the woman in the fiery red dress gradually became cold, and a terrifying murderous aura bloomed from him.

"Are you sure that person is in the mid-Zhanzong Realm?" The woman in the fiery red skirt patted her hand on the arm of the chair and said coldly.

"Yes." A hoarse voice came from the man in the white mask.

"What a Chen Hao, how dare to misreport information." A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the woman in the red dress.

The white-clothed man trembled with fright, and suddenly a piece of information appeared in his hand, respectfully saying: "Young Master, this is the information I just collected from that person."

If Xiao Fan were to see it, he would definitely be surprised. How long had it been before the other party had his complete information after coming to Xueyue Imperial City.

"Xiao Fan, a fifth-grade pharmacist, a pharmacist guild guest, indifferent and ruthless, good at kendo, and an unknown battle spirit, today killed Zhu Xiong, the elder of the pharmacist guild, a fat fellow, a kitten, a little girl..." The woman read Xiao Fan's message, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Interesting."

"Young Master, do you want to catch the fat man and the little girl?" the white-clothed man asked, with a strong killing intent in his tone.

"My Xuelou, I always act according to the rules, and only kill whoever is charged." The woman in the red skirt shook her head.

"Yes, young master." The white-clothed man nodded respectfully.

"A Keqing from a pharmacist guild, the head cost of 4 million lower-grade soul stones is less, you should know what to do." The woman in the red dress said lightly.

"Subordinates understand." The person in white respectfully should disappear into the room instantly.