Thank you for chatting with Wang Shisanlang while holding a green flag, and thank you for the loyal dog in the Meipu courtyard. Fan Xian stopped a moment earlier than in theory at the most dangerous moment. , just stepping on the outside of the circle surrounded by several sword qi.
However, his sudden pause and landing caused one of those masters who had accumulated momentum for a long time to finally lose control of the sword intent in his palm, and he came through the air, broke through the air, fell in front of him, and now Out of shape.
A sword intent fell into the void, followed by several sharp sword intents. Although not yet perfect, they still attacked Fan Xian's body from three directions like a poisonous snake.
Fan Xian's temple on the left side seemed to be pricked by a needle. His right eye blinked and he felt a little sore. At the same time, he felt the hairs on his right arm start to stand up one by one.
He felt the danger. Since the Qin family in the valley sniped and shot Yan Xiaoyi with a bow and arrow, it was the coldest danger recently.
Five Sword Intents, except for the weaker one who cut plums first, the other four are all first-class masters. At first, it was just a peaceful night in the plum garden, but suddenly, Ling Lingran reveals these five sword intents. The terrifying sword intent vaguely controlled several possible directions for Fan Xian to escape.
Just like Fan Xian's emotion before, Dongyi City is a weird place full of masters, and in such an ordinary dark night, four Ninth Ranks unexpectedly appeared!
Such an ambush really made people feel a little terrified, but Fan Xian still lowered his head and lowered his eyes, feeling the sword intent in three directions around him, without moving a single bit.
Because the five swords did not move.
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The sword intent was fierce at the beginning, and then quickly returned to Zhongzheng's peace, but in this Zhongzheng's peaceful taste, there was a decisive aura, like a few enraged poisonous snakes, lifting their slender bodies, Leaning back slightly, staring at the prey in the field, always ready to give it a fatal blow.
A hissing sound gradually resounded in the air, as if some invisible force was tearing apart the empty space, forming countless lines condensed with sword energy in the air, dividing the space in front of the plum garden. , was cut into countless small grids, if anyone dared to walk into these grids, they would be cut into countless blood clots by these fierce sword qi.
It seemed that it was just to prevent some people from entering Shisanlang Wang's residence, but Fan Xian didn't think so. He felt a hidden murderous aura.
And the reason why these swords have been gathering momentum and not firing is because of Fan Xian's miraculous landing at the beginning.
This step happened to land on the edge of the encirclement, and it lured out the blow of Zhanmei, and at the same time, it made the sword qi formation that had been prepared for a long time stagnate a little.
These Ninth Rank swordsmen in the ambush obviously don't know who is coming, but from this step, they can see the level of the opponent's realm, and know that if they make a rash move, they will definitely leave the opponent with a slight chance.
Although this loophole or the chance is not great, since four Ninth-Ranks shot at the same time, they never thought about letting someone come back alive, because the opponent could not be Ye Liuyun from Nanqing or that unfathomable emperor His Majesty .
Among the five swords, one weakly fell into silence, and the other four were still hidden in the darkness, slowly changing their angles, aiming at any direction Fan Xian might escape.
They will not move first, because those who move first must have a goal, and if they have a goal, they will lose something, and this gap in loss is exactly what Fan Xian wants to take advantage of.
So Fan Xian didn't move either.
However, the siege of four ninth-rank powerhouses was really a rare sight in the world, as strong as Fan Xian, he also felt a little cold. In this life, he has fought against many masters, but dealing with four Ninth Ranks at the same time is something that he has never thought about. No matter how arrogant he is, he dare not expect that he can defeat four Ninth Ranks at the same time.
Although among the four ninth ranks, there are no top ninth rank experts like Yun Zhilan, Langtao, and Haitang Duoduo.
Fan Xian stared at the broken plum branch in front of his feet, his eyes drooping slightly, seemingly calm, but in fact he was oppressed by the pervasive sword energy and the ubiquitous pressure in the arena, and his whole spirit was already broken. Being pressed to the critical point of rebound or collapse, the body began to sweat slowly.
Countless cold sweats slid down his back, but the sweat on his forehead slid down the bridge of his nose along the angle of his body.
A drop of sweat entered his eyes, which were astringent and prickly, making him blink.
And the few strong men around them still didn't move, because they knew that the master surrounded by them could no longer hold on, and they were about to move first.
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Right after Fan Xian took that step, he knew that he had got a chance to get out, but he didn't know what Shisanlang Wang was doing in the courtyard, so he stopped in his tracks, without taking any risks, and forced his way back Breakout.
But he didn't expect that the masters ambushing outside the Meipu courtyard would be so powerful, and Yun Zhilan could mobilize so many Jianlu disciples, so he hid himself in the torment.
When the drop of sweat entered his eyes, he gave up the idea of entering the folder, closed his eyes, let out a clear whistle, and exhaled the turbid air in his body. With the purest mouthful of domineering true energy, he slammed backwards!
In the dark night, there was a lot of dust, and with a bang, Fan Xian disappeared, turning into a gust of wind and rushing towards the rear.
If today's assassins were anyone else, they probably wouldn't be able to react at Fan Xian's extremely domineering qi speed, and could only watch him leave violently.
However, today's assassins are all rank nine, god damn rank nine.
So when Fan Xian closed his eyes, a sword energy had come from You Tian, and the tip of the sword was shining coldly, piercing his weak eyelids.
Fan Xian breathed out on the sword aura, the sword aura swayed slightly, without pausing, and stabbed downwards, towards his fragile throat, the momentum of the sword went away, never going forward, it was the essence of Sigu Jian's sword meaning!
Fan Xian's body shook violently and turned into a puff of smoke. With his tyrannical speed, he forcibly escaped from the damage of the sword intent. However, almost at the same time, an ordinary stainless steel sword mysteriously appeared on his backside. On the way!
Because Fan Xian retreated so fast, the sword house master couldn't stop his figure at all, but the sword could! The ordinary fine steel sword came out of his hand, and flew right under the thunderous figure, cutting across Fan Xian's left calf.
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Fan Xian's speed could not be slowed down. Once his speed slowed down a bit, he would be surrounded by these four ninth-rank powerhouses, and he would no longer be able to single-handedly break through.
However, the swordsmanship of the sword house disciples in Dongyi City is really amazing. In such a high-speed battle situation, the sword that came out of his hand was so accurate, and it cut his calf so fiercely. Fan Xian slammed his calf into the opponent's sword very stupidly.
Fan Xian didn't slow down, and couldn't slow down. To everyone's surprise, his body forcibly twisted in midair, but the twist angle was too small to affect anything at all. In a blink of an eye, his calf hit the sharp sword fiercely!
There was a crisp sound, and no one could describe his emotions when he saw this scene, because Fan Xian's leg...wasn't broken!
Instead, it was the unpredictable sword blocking the way, which seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and fell to the ground slumped, rolling unstoppably.
Fan Xian's calf was hit hard, and his whole body rolled in the air. Instead, he faced the darkness of Meipu, hiding the only gap in the darkness to escape.
Right in front of the gap is an old plum tree. There are no flowers on the tree, but old branches with twisted and trembling branches.
At this time, Fan Xian ran towards the old plum tree with the fastest speed. As long as he rushed through this gap, he could safely enter the darkness.
However, he still underestimated the means of the sword hut powerhouse after all. Two of the four nine-rank swords have been released, and the other two swords have already silently counted Fan Xian's retreat. middle.
Fan Xian, who crashed into the old plum tree at high speed, narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils were full of cold light, looking at the two men in Tsing Yi behind the tree, and the swords in the hands of these two men in Tsing Yi slowly piercing the trunk of the old plum tree.
The slow stabbing is just an illusion of time. In such a high-speed operation process, it is extremely difficult for human power to reverse the fixed situation.
Those two swords seemed to be going forward and foolishly stabbing into the air behind the old plum tree, but Fan Xian knew that these two swords were extremely powerful and found that point exactly.
The point where the sword tip meets Fan Xian's body.
With Fan Xian's domineering skills at this time, and the trajectory after forcibly increasing his speed, he slammed into the old plum tree without hesitation, and he would definitely have the most intimate contact with the two sword tips.
After thinking about it for a long time, it was actually just a moment of riding a white horse across the alley.
The hard trunk of the old plum tree stretched across Fan Xian's body, and when it touched it, it became soft, like a steel bar turned into a fingertip.
Fan Xian's castration slammed into the old plum tree, and the old plum tree pressed forward, getting closer and closer to the two sword tips that seemed to have found the empty door of the plum garden.
No one can change all of this, the next moment Fan Xian will be stabbed in the chest by these two wonderful swords.
However, the old plum tree changed all that.
The plum tree's torso was slowly deformed, and the bark behind it had been shattered by the two sword intent attacks that were close at hand, but it... was not broken or shattered, and it still blocked Fan Xian's body behind him. It seemed that he didn't want Fan Xian to suffer any harm!
The eyes of the two sword hut disciples in Tsing Yi suddenly lit up, as if they saw a scene that they had never seen in their life.
The plum tree was bent to the extreme that wood can bend, but it still didn't break.
It is obvious that Fan Xian's domineering castration is so violent, why is this plum tree still not broken
The tip of the sword lightly touched the torso of the old plum tree, and there were two soft bangs, the sword intent went up the tree, piercing Fan Xian's heart.
However, Fan Xian's domineering aura at this time has long since disappeared. His whole body is like a leaf, attached to the plum tree, and it seems that he himself is a part of this old plum tree!
The plum tree bounced back miraculously, leading Fan Xian who was like a leaf to bounce back, just avoiding the two swords that the Tsing Yi disciple of the Sword Cottage had been brewing for a long time!
There were countless crackling sounds, and the old plum tree turned into pieces of wood under the slaying of the two green steel swords.
And Fan Xian was already in the sky full of broken trees, flying back in the direction he came in extremely violently, turning into a gray dragon, flashing like lightning past the completely unprepared Sword Cottage master, and slamming into it fiercely Passed through the wooden door of the courtyard and rushed into the house.
Behind the fragment of the old plum tree, the two swordsman in blue robes looked at each other, a strange gleam flashed in their calm eyes, they knew who it was, and they couldn't help but feel a strong feeling in addition to the faint excitement. feeling of admiration.
At the beginning, he was domineering like thunder, but when he touched the old plum and saw the hidden sword, he was as soft as a breeze, gently brushing the tree trunk, and returned with the momentum, avoiding the two swords of the sword house so cleverly, and taking advantage of the momentum of rebounding, he turned around. In an instant, the breeze turned into a violent hurricane again, beyond everyone's expectations, it crashed back into the courtyard where Wang Shisanlang lived.
Everyone in the sword hut ambushing the strong man thought that Fan Xian wanted to escape. No one thought that his retreat, which he had accumulated for a long time, was actually an ambush for the final break into the courtyard. No one thought that, facing the four Fan Xian still had the courage not to retreat from the ambush of the ninth-rank powerhouse of the famous Sword Cottage.
In such a short period of time, he made such a complicated calculation, even taking into account the old plum tree on the way back, and the possible responses of the sword house masters. Fan Xian simply retreated and advanced. How much life and death experience and determination against the enemy are included.
But what surprised and admired the sword house masters the most was Fan Xian's ability to turn around freely, send and receive zhenqi at will. If Fan Xian didn't have such a miraculous ability, the first time he came into contact with Lao Mei, he would have smashed Mei. Tree, fell into the long-prepared assassination of the two swords.
In this world, no one has ever been able to practice two completely different types of zhenqi methods at the same time, but each is the top-notch in each other's category, let alone like Fan Xian, who can switch between overbearing exercises and natural methods so naturally. So handy.
That's why the two masters in Tsing Yi looked at each other, seeing the fear and admiration in each other's eyes. In this world, only that little Master Fan has practiced both the overbearing true art of Emperor Qing's lineage and the natural method of Bei Qi Tianyi.
The masters here in Dongyi City, of course, have studied this information for a long time, but even they did not expect that Fan Xian could use these two methods of true energy at the same time in an instant, which surprised all the experts. , found the gap so wonderfully.
Fan Xian is the only freak in this world who has two suns, big and small.
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Fan Xian crashed into the courtyard, rushed into the back room, and saw Wang Shisanlang sitting cross-legged on the bed with a sallow complexion and eyes sunken deep into the soulless. It was obvious that Shisanlang Wang had been poisoned. For some reason, Fan Xian was very angry when he saw this scene.
Like a gust of wind, he rushed to the bed, flicked his right finger and stabbed at the woman next to Wang Shisanlang, who was holding a sword to his throat.
Fan Xian rushed in too fast. The woman obviously didn't expect her five uncles to go out at the same time, and instead of killing the enemy, she let the enemy rush into the inner courtyard. Her face was full of shock and bewilderment. Seeing Fan Xian's extremely fierce fingering wind, piercing his own vitals, he was about to die instantly.
However, at this moment, a look of pain flashed in Wang Shisanlang's eyes.
Fan Xian's expression did not change, but his heart darkened slightly, his knuckles shrunk slightly, and the strong wind deflected a little bit with his finger, hitting the left chest of the female student from Jianlu.
The female disciple groaned, fell on the bed, and fell into a coma.
At this moment, there was no time to say anything, and there were four ninth-rank experts from the Sword Hut chasing and killing them. Fan Xian didn't ask why Shisanlang Wang was poisoned, he just picked him up silently and stomped on the bed with his toes.
With a bang, the large carved wooden bed collapsed, and Fan Xian's figure rushed towards the outside of the courtyard in the direction he came from! One retreat, one advance and another retreat, Fan Xian chose the direction of travel three times in a row, which was very weird, completely inconsistent with common sense, and completely beyond the expectations of the sword lodge masters.
The four Ninth Grade Sword Hut masters, seeing Fan Xian entering the compound, felt fear, admiration and anger in their hearts, and immediately calculated that the other party would bring their juniors and break through the wall behind the compound. They never thought that Fan Xian would foolishly carry Wang Shisanlang on his back and rush out from the direction of the gate again!
At this time, the three ninth-rank powerhouses and the eighth-rank disciple had already flitted away like a big bird, chasing towards the Jiayuan, hoping to intercept Fan Xian's way in the shortest possible time.
However, they were in mid-air, and they were shocked to find that Fan Xian passed him on the ground and rushed towards Meipu.
The swordsman in Tsing Yi with extremely sharp swordsmanship was shocked when he saw this, and with a clear roar, he forcibly turned upside down in the night sky with his extremely superb cultivation, kicked the bright moon in the sky, and drew an arc in the air with his whole body, stabbing Fan Xian straight The only thing he was concerned about was Wang Shisanlang on Fan Xian's back, so the point of the sword was pointing at the back of Fan Xian's head.
Kicking the moon and stabbing, flying towards the sky, this sword is so chic and casual!
And outside the main gate of Jiayuan, there was another swordsman in Tsing Yi, holding the sword in both hands, with an extremely cautious expression, his elbows slightly bent, and stabbing Fan Xian in the face with the momentum of a straight sword.
It was still the two swordsmen in Tsing Yi, and it was still Fan Xian, but this time they had become two swordsmen in Tsing Yi, one behind the other, attacking Fan Xian.
Fan Xian lowered his head and rushed forward, as if he didn't care about the Moon Kicking Sword that was stabbing at the back of his head. He stared fiercely at the swordsman in green at the door, as if he wanted to stab him to death with his gaze.
At this moment, strange changes happened suddenly.
Fan Xian's footsteps hit the ground like a hammer. With every step, smoke and dust rose up. It took only a moment for the smoke to fill the front of the plum garden in the courtyard, matching his figure with the blue-clothed swordsman in front of the door. body is engulfed in it.
The swordsman in Tsing Yi flying over from behind him suddenly noticed that Fan Xian's body had become a little blurry, but his mind was not disturbed at all. He continued to stab with his flying sword, but suddenly felt his left eyelid twitch very strangely, as if feeling There was a smell of extreme fear.
There is a shadow under the moonlight, is it my own shadow
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Fan Xian rushed into the smoke, the black dagger already in his hand, and the light of the sword scattered. The blue-clothed swordsman in the smoke also had his sword in his hand, and the light of the sword scattered. Each of them ignored the past and the future, and brought out each other's sword intent to the extreme. A look of panic suddenly flashed in the eyes of the swordsman in blue. There was a deep gash on the empty door under his left armpit. For some reason, this man was so distracted that Fan Xian rushed over!
And a shadow drifted across the sky, another swordsman in green screamed, forcibly withdrew his momentum of kicking the moon, cut with the horizontal sword, but it was completely cut in the empty space, and immediately felt a cold on the left chest, really The anger was immediately vented, the pain was severe, and he fell to the ground!
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The smoke cleared, and the four ninth-rank disciples of Sword Hut met in front of the plum garden. Two of them were injured, and they stood there in a daze. Looking at the empty ground in front of the courtyard, they didn't know what to say for a long time.
No one thought that the two most proud nine-rank swordsmen in the sword hut would actually be wounded by the opponent's sword in a single move. They believed that even if Senior Senior Brother Yun Zhilan made the move himself, or if Junior Junior Brother hadn't been poisoned, it was impossible to injure themselves with just one sword.
"What's going on?" A Sword Cottage Ninth Grade looked at the third and fourth senior brothers who had fallen to the ground in shock.
Those two swordsmen in green are the third and fourth senior brothers who have the deepest cultivation in the sword hut. There are thirteen apprentices in the sword hut, but there are twelve ninth-rank students, and the third and fourth senior brothers are the best among them. I couldn't believe what I saw.
The left armpit of the three sword hut apprentices was scratched by Fan Xian's black dagger, and there was no serious injury, but Fan Xian came out with Thirteen Lang on his back only because his mind had been distracted. The four apprentices were even more seriously injured, being stabbed in the chest by a sword. Fortunately, they didn't hit the heart, but the blood flowed horizontally, which looked very terrifying.
The two swordsmen in blue looked at each other again. This time, their eyes were no longer admiration for Fan Xian's strength, but genuine fear.
"The smoke is poisonous."
They still have a big secret that they didn't say out loud, Master Xiao Fan of the Southern Dynasty used poison to everyone, Dongyi City knew it well, even if it was a magical skill for Fan Xian to spread poison by stomping his feet before, but the three disciples of Jianlu also It will not be defeated by the opponent in one move. And the four sword hut apprentices who kicked the moon and stabbed, and vaguely comprehended the essence of Sigu sword, even though they were suddenly attacked by the assassin who was hidden in the shadow beside the gate of Jiayuan, they would not be injured like this.
The two swordsmen in Tsing Yi slowly lowered their heads, digesting the shock in their hearts, knowing that this matter is really too big, and they must report to Master. They were defeated with one move before, but they were not completely defeated by their strength, but by the shock of that sword and shadow!
Fan Xian of the Southern Dynasty actually knew where Si Gu Jian's Buddhist sect was! That assassin hidden in the darkness actually used the most authentic Sigu sword, and the sword intent was even more fierce and devoured blood even more!
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(Originally, this paragraph should only be about half a chapter long, but I don’t know why, maybe it’s because I haven’t written about fights for a long time in Qingyu Nian. I wrote more than 6,000 words... Scratching my head, it seems that I am also a person who likes violence? Regarding book reviews, let me explain again, I am not lazy so I don’t read book reviews. I watched them all, but I was really scared after watching them. I don’t like to listen to bad advice and bitter medicine, mainly because I’m afraid that it will affect the mood of writing. Post the group number, everyone can go to the club when you have free time, there should be a group number in it, the club is for cat fans celebrating more than one year, it's easy to find... Touch your belly, go eat, I'm a little hungry after the fight.)( , if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support the original!)