Fairy Eye

Xu Xian bent down and picked it up. He found that it was a high-grade sound barrier talisman and a high-grade ice talisman.

"This guy is all talk and no action." Seeing this, Xu Xian was overjoyed.

With these two talismans, he was absolutely confident that he could get rid of Han Lin.

It should be noted that even those in the late Qi Refining stage dare not take high-grade spirit talismans lightly.

Although he hadn't investigated Han Lin's cultivation level, he didn't believe Han Lin had reached the late stage of Qi Refining.

Courtyard No. 39

The night grew deeper.

The lights in the east and north rooms had long been extinguished, with only a faint glow remaining in the west room.

Suddenly, a beam of white light shot up from behind the west room, followed by a soft cracking sound, and then a large cloud of mist descended from the sky, enveloping the entire west room.

In the white mist, a semi-transparent barrier flashed briefly, but quickly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a blurry figure leaped up from the corner of the back wall and landed lightly outside the west door.

Although the noise was very quiet, Han Lin still heard it.

He frowned, put away the Heavenly Realm, and slowly placed the talisman brush on the table.

Outside, a masked man dressed in black gently placed his hand on the door.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the bolt behind the door snapped in two.

Upon seeing this, Han Lin's eyes narrowed, and he quickly reached into his robes, throwing the object with a backhand motion. Instantly, a dazzling purple light shot out from his hand, heading straight for the approaching man in black the instant the door opened.

This person broke into the door in the middle of the night; he was definitely not a good person. So, he didn't need to be polite and went straight for the kill.

The man in black, who had just entered, hadn't even had a chance to say a word when he saw a purple light hurtling straight at his chest. Terrified, he used all his strength to move to the side.

With a hiss, the short sword sliced ​​through the black-clad man's arm, leaving a deep wound that exposed the bone.

"hiss!"

The man in black hissed in pain, his eyes blazing with fury. He reached into his robes, about to pull out his trump card.

As it turned out, Han Lin was even faster. Just as he reached into his pocket, several talismans flashing with green light flew towards him.

With a series of cracking sounds, thorns suddenly grew within a ten-foot radius around the man in black, binding him tightly.

"Thorn Rune, break!"

The man in black cried out in surprise, slapping out a burst of fire with one hand, causing a large patch of thorns in front of him to sizzle and smoke.

At the same time, he flicked his right hand, and a high-grade ice talisman flew towards Han Lin.

Han Lin used the Azure Cloud Step, covering more than two zhang in a flash, but he was still shrouded in a large area of ​​deep blue cold mist.

In an instant, a thin layer of ice covered his body, and even his true energy seemed to be frozen and uncontrollable.

"Hehe, let's see where you can run now!" Seeing Han Lin freeze, the man in black grinned maliciously and took out a handful of talismans, throwing them at Han Lin recklessly.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...!

One by one, the talismans emitted white smoke, then burst with spiritual light, transforming into various shapes of swords, spears, and clubs, which bombarded the cold mist.

Han Lin's pupils contracted slightly upon seeing this. With his true energy limited, completely dodging was clearly impossible. Seeing this, he simply stopped dodging, his eyes fixed on the purple short sword outside the door, silently chanting in his mind, "Help me!"

The moment the thought arose, the short sword suddenly flew up.

Seeing Han Lin swallowed by his talisman, the man in black burst into wild laughter, unaware that a faint blue light was slowly approaching him.

When he turned his head to look, the short sword was already three feet away to his right.

"This sword..."

A thought suddenly popped into the black-clad man's mind: Why does this sword seem like something a thief would use?

The moment that thought crossed his mind, the short sword suddenly accelerated and flew towards him in a flash.

"Damn it!" The man in black was both surprised and furious, and he sprang up like a rabbit.

But we were still a step too late.

With a soft "thud," the short sword pierced straight up from his chin.

It went through half of his head.

"No, impossible! How can you control a magical artifact so skillfully..."

Blood gushed from the back of the man in black's chin as he turned to look at Han Lin, who emerged disheveled from the cold mist, his expression filled with disbelief.

Han Lin also looked miserable at this moment. He tried his best to use the Five Elements Shield, but the Five Elements Shield could not be released at all due to the freezing of the cold mist.

Fortunately, he carried quite a few talismans with him.

Only by activating these talismans with a small amount of true energy could they block the attack of the sword and blade army.

However, he was also affected by the residual force of the two waves of spiritual talismans, which made him dizzy and caused him to bleed from his mouth and nose.

Seeing the swaying black-clad man opposite him, Han Lin didn't hesitate and made a hand seal, striking towards the man's forehead.

The man in black was already at his limit when the golden throwing knife pierced through his forehead.

It seems that after breaking through his cultivation level, the power of this Golden Blade Technique has increased considerably.

Otherwise, even if the other party does not resist, such a penetrating effect cannot be achieved.

"Of course I can't control the magical weapon that flexibly, but you may not know that this is not controlled by me at all." Watching the man in black fall to the ground with a thud, Han Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and pulled the short sword out of the man in black's chin.

That's right, the short sword wasn't controlled by him at all; it was the spirit inside that was acting autonomously.

As long as there is still true energy inside the short sword to power it, it can move freely.

Han Lin only recently discovered this.

It seems that the short sword is gradually becoming more intelligent over time.

"Thank you for helping me again."

Han Lin gently stroked the sword.

After its energy is completely depleted, the short sword is like a person who has lost all their strength, unable to move on its own.

But it seemed to understand Han Lin's words, and a faint light emanated from the dark purple crystal surface.

Han Lin smiled slightly and put it back in his arms. Then he walked up to the man in black and slowly lifted the man's black veil.

"Xu Xian".

When Han Lin saw the face with a few red pimples, he wasn't particularly surprised.

But he couldn't understand what Zhao Changping's charm was that made people risk their lives to assassinate him time and time again.

Or is it that,

These people all think I'm an easy target, that killing me is as simple as eating and drinking, and that it's not a risk at all.

Han Lin shook his head, turned around and walked towards the door.

He did not dispose of Xu Xian's body, but preserved the scene, walked straight through the fog, and left the No. 39 courtyard.

……

A moment later, Han Lin brought back a man, a middle-aged man dressed in a scholar's robe.

The man stood outside the mist, puzzled, and asked, "Han Lin, what do you want to see by bringing me here in the middle of the night? And why did you add a soundproof barrier to your room?"

"I didn't add this," Han Lin smiled. "The steward will know once he goes in and takes a look."

So far, Han Lin has not told Liang Yiqiu why he called him over, only saying that he has something good to show him.

Liang Yiqiu frowned and followed Han Lin through the fog-shrouded soundproof array into the room.

As soon as I entered,

Liang Yiqiu saw a scene of utter chaos before him, with two broken door bolts lying quietly at his feet.

Then, turning his gaze, he saw a man in black lying against the wall on the right, along with a large pool of blood.

"What's going on!" Liang Yiqiu's expression changed, and he quickly walked towards the man in black.