No one looked at him.
Fan Xian knew that this was his own delusion, just like the last time when he was outside the capital city of Northern Qi, on the cliffs of the Western Mountains, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes looking at him from the forest behind him—this was probably a person who was facing a difficult and desperate situation. Stress reaction after emotional shock, especially the natural reaction of an idealist like Fan Xian.
A year ago, when he went back to Danzhou to visit relatives in a white-sail boat, he passed by this Dadong Mountain, which seemed to be split by a sword of a god. At that time, he looked at the smooth jade wall on Dongshan Mountain, and thought to himself, I don't think I will climb this mountain by myself one day.
Unexpectedly, all of this has become a fact.
Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, there is a sky above, is it true that God has been watching me all the time
Dadongshan is more dangerous, slippery and higher than the cliffs of Xishan. When Fan Xian traveled here, his body had already started to tremble, and the exhaustion of internal energy had already begun to affect his body.
He stuck to the stone wall as softly as a bat, his fingers dug into a crack that was rarely encountered, and took a short rest. Looking up at this time, I can no longer see the lights on the top of the mountain. Looking back, I can already see the ink-like sea water that is getting closer and closer, as well as a few warships swinging in the sea water.
It was the Jiaozhou navy ship, and they were here to guard it. Although they didn't have much effect on the raid of the rebels on the back of the mountain, it was obvious that they could leave this place and notify the local government.
However, since the development of the situation, the navy ships have not moved anywhere. Although Fan Xian has never discussed this matter with the emperor, the two of them knew that the Qin family naturally had problems.
The corner of the moon came out, Fan Xian didn't move in a hurry, and put his face against the cold stone wall, feeling the cool air, but thought of a question in his mind, if the Qin family is included... Really, all this is heaven All the forces below are gathered to participate in the operation of Dadongshan, so it's no wonder that His Majesty can't predict it.
One person can induce all enemies in the world to put aside temporary differences and unite closely. What kind of realm is this? This is the realm of Emperor Qing.
Although Northern Qi didn't make a move, but Yan Xiaoyi's five thousand soldiers were able to come to the foot of Dadong Mountain. It was obvious that the eldest princess and Uesugi Tiger had a very secret arrangement. Fan Xian rubbed his face against the cold stone, thinking to himself, would Haitang know about such a big event
Immediately, he took a few soft breaths—in fact, the current dangerous situation was created by Chen Pingping, an old cripple, after several years of time. The Ye family, all of them are old cripples and they are expelled to the opposite of the emperor with great care.
If Chen Pingping knew that things were developing like this, would she feel that things in the world are really wonderful like herself on the cliff
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The wind on the cliff is very strong, and the adsorption force between his hands and the smooth stone surface is very strong. The domineering qi in his body stretches and closes gently along the thick meridians, so as to prevent the phenomenon of internal power from running out. Those gentle and natural breaths are slowly repairing the instability in the meridians.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the straight line of rocks above his head by the faint moonlight, and couldn't help feeling a little bit afraid. If he couldn't stick to the rock wall and fell like this, and fell into the sea full of reefs and dangerous waves, he was afraid that he would be crushed to pieces. .
The wind on the cliff near the sea was too strong, and it poured in from his limbs, making it cold. He is not Wuzhu, and he doesn't have the magical technique of falling straight from high altitude, so the sticking is tighter.
"Why does the emperor know that Uncle Wuzhu is in Dadongshan?" A question that he had never had the chance to ask came to Fan Xian's mind. It seemed that the emperor was afraid that he might have some connection with the temple secretly, but the great priest died abnormally last year. ... These things are somewhat inexplicable.
Clouds once again covered the moon, and Fan Xian began to move down the cliff again. After skating for an unknown amount of time, he got closer and closer to the basin of ink-like sea water. He also became more and more vigilant, raising his kung fu to the maximum. Peak state, always ready to face unknown dangers.
The closer to the sea, the easier it is to be discovered by the rebels on the navy ship, and the closer to the sea, the closer to the small boat on the sea.
The rebels on the navy ship might not be able to see the small dots slowly crawling on the cliff in the dark night, but Ye Liuyun might find himself.
His palms were pressed tightly against the smooth cliff, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a stern murderous aura behind him!
Who can find himself with such eyesight
Fan Xian didn't have time to think at all, subconsciously cut off the zhenqi along the big circle, the bond of zhenqi between his palms and the stone wall suddenly failed, and he slid straight down.
Duh! A dark arrow feather hit the place where he was lying down, and the metal cluster head penetrated deeply into the stone wall of Dadong Mountain, spurting out dozens of gravel.
If Fan Xian had reacted a little slower, he would have been nailed to the stone wall by an arrow from outside the sky. At this time, he was still in danger, his whole body smoothly slid down the stone wall quickly.
Fan Xian snorted, and the flow of zhenqi that had just been cut off was forced to the extreme again, and he patted his palms gently on the stone wall, barely stabilizing his figure.
Whoosh! The second black arrow hit the stone wall under his feet fiercely, only half an inch away from his heel.
The situation was really dangerous and dangerous. The person who fired the arrow obviously had a plan ahead of time, and calculated the speed of Fan Xian's fall. If Fan Xian had intended to fall naturally to avoid the sudden arrow feathers, he would definitely not escape this disaster.
Cold sweat broke out on Fan Xian's back. With a shake of his right palm, half of his body was thrown out of the wall. He drew a semicircle in the air and stuck it back to the stone wall, only facing the sea. There was no time to think, she just subconsciously slid down three feet along the stone wall, and then slapped again with her right palm, her body bent strangely, and twisted downward...
And in a military ship on the sea, more than a dozen black arrow feathers shot at him ruthlessly, grazed his body, pierced his clothes, and ruthlessly pierced into the stone wall.
Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh!
Fan Xian dodged tenaciously and dangerously on the stone wall, subconsciously dodging these elusive arrows purely by relying on the 20 years of non-stop tempering during his rebirth and the foundation laid by Wu Zhu in his childhood.
The scene was very dangerous, those black arrows were fired one after another, without giving him any time to react, and he seemed to have a clear idea of his next foothold, forcing him to fall off the cliff at any time.
What's amazing is that Fan Xian made a prediction in advance every moment before he seemed to be hit by these black arrows, and the true energy in his body moved strongly along the two circles, supplementing the loss of his true energy. , so that he can barely guarantee that one of the two palms will always stay on the stone wall.
Whenever he looked about to fall, a palm attached to the stone wall drove him, twisting his body to bounce up and down, as if he would never be able to escape the gravity of the stone wall.
He is like a puppet made of black material, his limbs are pulled by the mysterious force in the stone wall of Dadongshan, and he is doing a stiff and funny dance on the cliff.
And those black arrows that followed closely behind his body fiercely grazed his body and shot into the stone rock, forming several scribbled lines on the stone wall. The puppet was nailed to death, shot through the heart with random arrows and died.
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The naval ships did not dare to get too close because they were worried about the hidden reef at the foot of Dadong Mountain. There is only one person in the whole world who can shoot arrows into the stone wall from such a distance, and only that person can still find Fan Xian lurking on the stone wall in such a dark night.
The Qing army conquered Yan Xiaoyi, the governor of Peking University.
I don't know how long it took before the black arrows on the sea stopped, and there was no sign of Fan Xian on the cliff, and the sea and the cliffs returned to silence, only the sound of waves crashing on the shore could be heard—Fan Xian finally managed to avoid it. After passing the chain of arrows, it landed on the reef!
prick! In the end, the black arrow also seemed to be shot empty, and pierced fiercely into the stone wall, more than an inch into the stone, the tail of the arrow kept shaking, making a buzzing sound.
There are a few strands of black cloth on the pole.
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The sound of the waves on the reef was loud, and Fan Xian half-kneeled on the slippery reef, coughing uncontrollably. Fortunately, the navy's ships were too far away, and the sound of the waves crashing against the rocks was too loud, covering up his series of coughing, and his figure was not exposed in the dark night.
His face was pale, climbing down such a cliff where human beings stopped, and avoiding Yan Xiaoyi's miraculous serial killing arrows on the cliff, had already consumed too much of his true energy and spirit. The last puppet dance on the cliff seemed to be hiding easily, but it was already a display of his highest state. Every second and every moment, his nerves were tense, and he avoided the impossible place, and the true energy in his body Shu Fang's conversion speed is too fast, the frequency is too high, even with such a powerful meridian width in his body, he can't bear it...
When the true qi returned, it hurt a meridian under his diaphragm, causing him to cough, with a tearing pain in his chest.
Compared with this, he didn't pay much attention to the miserable wound on his right shoulder at this time, although the wound was torn apart by the sharp arrow clusters, the blood flowed horizontally, and even the black Overwatch Council secretly sealed the wound. The official clothes were shredded and mixed into the wound, which was very painful, but after all, it didn't hurt the vitals.
It was dark at this time, which was not good for Yan Xiaoyi, but Fan Xian was at a disadvantage even more because he was on a cliff, so this time it was unfair to snipe and flee. No matter how tough Fan Xian was, he still couldn't escape the last arrow.
But how many people can save their lives from Yan Xiaoyi's serial arrows under such dangerous conditions
Fan Xian lowered his body very low, and the seawater wet his clothes, making the black clothes soaked with water, and perfectly integrated with the rocks that are often soaked in seawater.
Fan Xian wasn't worried about whether Yan Xiaoyi's arrow would quench the poison. On the one hand, he knew that Yan Xiaoyi was arrogant and had always disdained to use poison. He swallowed it with his saliva. Few people are better than him in using poison.
The situation on the coastline was still tense, and the ship could not get close to the cliff, but presumably the eagle eyes on the ship were watching all the movements under the cliff, and Fan Xian must be sniped before he landed.
Fan Xian squinted his eyes and looked around. The moon in the sky was not bright, but the waves were getting bigger and bigger. On the one hand, it protected him, but on the other hand, it also made it difficult for him to find a safe path. If he wanted to Flying from the reef with light body kung fu is tantamount to giving Yan Xiaoyi another chance to kill himself.
Fan Xian didn't like the feeling of being targeted by a bow and arrow and being unable to fight back, especially being aimed by Yan Xiaoyi's bow and arrow.
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Suddenly, a warning flashed in his heart, he let out a muffled grunt, and slapped the rock beside him with his right palm, and the domineering true energy spurted out violently, smashing a corner of the rock under him with extremely violent power, And his body also drew a slanting arc following the powerful reaction force, and fell into the sea at the fastest speed!
As soon as the water splashed, it was immediately engulfed by bigger and bigger waves. The white waves under the cliff seemed extremely angry that someone dared to underestimate their own power and plunged into the sea full of hidden reefs.
This time Fan Xian showed his tracks. Although he sank into the sea, he couldn't escape the hawk-like eyes following him. But he had to jump into the sea, and he had to leave the reef that temporarily protected his safety with the fastest speed and the most decisive attitude. Even though the ocean was so angry at this time, he still had to flee without feeling.
Because he would rather face the raging sea, would rather be stared at by Yan Xiaoyi's arrows in the sea, than stand on the reef and face the trembling in his heart.
A thread is swept from the sea.
It is a white line.
The waves are so big, but the white line seems to have a power beyond the heavens and the earth. It is not disturbed by the waves, but quietly and clearly drawn towards the cliff of Dadongshan, like a bird Holding a magic pen in the hand of the god, he drew a line in the angry sea like ink.
The white line is actually just a wave breaking through the water, and an ancient sword is rushing two feet above the end of the line.
The moment Fan Xian turned away from the reef, the white line would also touch the reef, and the ancient sword and his body met in a flash of light and flint, and then separated—no one knew whether they had touched it or not.
The reef was in chaos, and the sword's momentum had not yet arrived, but the sword intent came out through the body, easily splitting the wet black reef where Fan Xian had landed before.
In front of this sword, the reef is like black tofu.
Then the sword swept across the waves and air, and pierced into the smooth stone wall of Dadong Mountain. The stone wall was so hard, but the blade of the sword completely disappeared, leaving only the last hilt, like A little dot.
After a while, the hilt of the sword was shattered and the dots disappeared. Since then, the sword has been integrated with the stone wall of Dadong Mountain and can never be separated again. (, If you want to know what happens next, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original!)