The distance between them was less than ten feet, and the speed of more than thirty poison-feeding crossbows was terrifying, and the power attached to them was quite astonishing. No one could have imagined that someone could escape such a dense and sudden attack.
Even if the person sitting at the table is a god, he cannot hide from it.
So he didn't hide at all, and he didn't see how he moved. There was a pair of chopsticks missing from the chopsticks on the table. He held these chopsticks steadily in his hands, and then danced freely in the air, as if wanting to break into nothingness. Catch a few delicious ones to eat.
The weak pointed ends of the bamboo chopsticks roared in the air, as if they were not a pair of chopsticks, but an ancient magic weapon blessed with infinite qi.
Ding ding ding ding, like rain hitting plantains.
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There was a dense sound, and all the crossbow arrows were flicked lightly by the pair of chopsticks in the process of shooting rapidly. The trajectory deviates a little bit, rubbing the bodies of the two people beside the table, and shooting into the wooden boards of Baoyue Building, on the wall of the room!
The crossbow arrows shot into the wood with force, only the tail of the arrow trembled slightly. Thirty crossbow arrows made some grass grow on the floor in an instant, but they couldn't hurt the person at all.
The swordsmen of the Sixth Office of the Overwatch Council looked at the scene in front of them, and felt a chill welling up in their hearts and occupying their entire bodies.
In such a short distance, relying only on a pair of chopsticks, you can push away such a fast-fired crossbow arrow, this speed, this vision, this strength, this...
The other party is not human.
The other party must not be human.
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The Overwatch Council is the strongest institution in the Qing court, and the officials of the Overwatch Council are the most resolute people in Qing, but they are still human after all. When they find that the enemy they are facing today seems to have faintly separated from the human... In this category, they I still feel scared and powerless.
The three consecutive crossbows were only fired three consecutive times. It was too late to fire the crossbow at this time, and the hands of all six swordsmen were trembling. Looking at the table and the person beside the table, it seemed that Forget about the next move.
And at the same time as the batch of crossbow bolts were thrown over, the seven tiger guards also descended like seven fierce tigers. Under the cover of the crossbow bolts, their long knives turned into seven bright rays of light and slashed towards the table!
The saber light was still in the air, and Fan Xian who was behind Tiger Guard shouted sharply, "Back!"
With this shout, he stood up, and his whole body flew up!
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With a sound of retreating, the six tiger guards except Gundam forcibly deflected their true energy, crossed their swords across their chests awkwardly in the air, and forcibly stood still in the air four feet away from the table. Back away.
And Gundam's martial arts are the strongest, and his reaction is the fastest. As a mountain-shaped sharp blade, he has already reached the front of the table. Facing the mysterious figure wearing the bamboo hat, I felt a slight chill in my heart, but I couldn't retreat any more, so I could only yell loudly, transport the zhenqi in my body to the top, and with a slash of both hands, I slashed in the air!
Gao Da suddenly felt that his ankles dragged behind were tightened, and his body was pulled by a huge and powerful qi, and he was dragged to the rear.
However, that knife has been cut off.
The light of the knife slashed across the table, because it was dragged by the person behind, it didn't hit Zhuli Ke's body, but fell on the floor in front of the table.
There was a sharp snort, the thick solid wood floor was like thin paper, a huge opening was cut by the long knife in Gao Da's hand, a little dust rose, and sawdust splashed everywhere. Through the opening, you can see the second floor of Baoyue Building. table!
At the moment when Gundam drew his sword, the bamboo hat guest was gently placing the pair of chopsticks in his hand on the table.
It wasn't until then that everyone noticed that there was a sword on the side of the table leg.
A sword that is extremely simple and has no sharp light, wrapped in a thick coarse cloth.
Then the pair of bamboo chopsticks fell on the table, and the ordinary sword suddenly shone brightly, with a bang, the hilt trembled in the absence of wind, jumped up, leaped for joy, tore the coarse cloth bound outside the scabbard, and forcibly broke free. Half of the sharp sword body appeared.
An indifferent, lore-killing sword intent that doesn't seem to exist in the world, just like that with the half of the sword coming out!
The sword intent escaped into the floor, and the moment the Gundam long knife touched the floor, he handed it over. When the long knife broke through the big opening in the floor, countless fine lines appeared on the floor along the knife edge, spreading quickly.
Those lines have no rules, but they look so beautiful, beautiful without a trace of vitality.
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The pattern quickly encroached on Gundam's long knife, and the Tiger Guard's long knife began to tremble uncontrollably. On the sharp and thick blade, as if carved by a pair of invisible hands holding a diamond sharp stone, countless A deep scratch!
Gundam's hands also began to tremble. He was horrified, helpless, and withdrew his knife.
The long blades split like weathered stone faces.
The terrifying sword intent was only passed to the hilt of the knife, but after Yu Bo picked it up, Gao Da groaned, his chest felt tight, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. At the same time, his right wrist clicked, and the joint was broken. !
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It's just a matter of three breaths, the crossbow arrows plus seven tiger guard long knives, for that bamboo hat guest, it's as simple as lifting a pair of chopsticks and putting down a pair of chopsticks.
As soon as they met each other, the Overwatch Council was defeated.
At this point, the people protecting Fan Xian naturally knew that what the other party said earlier was not false. With such a wonderful state of transcendence and holiness, if Zhuli Ke wanted to kill the imperial envoy, even if all of them were dead, they would not be able to stop the other party.
Extraordinary!
Apart from the four great masters, who else has such a realm
Blood was overflowing from the corners of Gao Da's lips, his eyes were full of horror, he half-kneeled on the ground and stared at Zhuli Ke who was not far away, and said word by word: "Si Gu Jian!"
Hu Wei, who was a servant of the imperial court of the Qing Dynasty, was never afraid of people, but the three words of Gao Da expressed such weakness and despair.
In the hearts of the world, the four great masters are no longer the category of ordinary human beings. All the legends are about to become fairy tales. People's feelings for the four great masters are only in awe.
Revere and fear it, nothing else.
No one dared to take action against the four great masters, even if they wanted to commit suicide, no one would choose this path.
Gao Da stared at the bamboo hat guest with tearing eyes, wondering why Sigu Sword, who should be far away in Dongyi City, came to Jiangnan!
And it wasn't until this moment that he felt his ankles being loosened.
If it wasn't for that person grabbing his ankle with great strength to pull him back, Gao Da slashed down with his sword, and the sword of the bamboo hatman swung out. At this time, not only the long knife, but also the sword that was broken into pieces of cloth at this time will include your own body.
Only now did Gao Da feel infinite fear, and subconsciously looked back, only to see Fan Xian's right hand trembling, gently rubbing on the gown.
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Fan Xian's hands were covered in cold sweat and were completely wet. He knew that if he hadn't acted quickly and shouted quickly, all the seven tiger guards today would have died in the hands of that bamboo hat guest.
But his face was still calm. Although his pupils shrank slightly and his right hand hidden behind his back was trembling slowly, he was still calm. Facing such a peerless powerhouse who is so extraordinary and holy, he must remain calm.
The opponent is a grand master.
Fan Xian is not an ordinary person. He has lived with a great master who is not among the great masters since he was a child. He was taught by Uncle Wu Zhu, so facing the bamboo hat guest opposite him, it is not like this. Everyone in Shilou was so horrified that they couldn't even speak.
But he was still horrified, and even began to feel a bit bitter and astringent in his mouth.
Wu Zhu once said the word "strength", Wu Zhu without a trace of true energy has extraordinary power, but he is Fan Xian's closest relative after all, when Fan Xian faced a great master for the first time today, Only then did he realize that under the oppression of the opponent's strength, he... had no chance of fighting back.
Fan Xian is a meticulous person who knows himself and others well. He knows that with his current level nine strength, even ten of himself can't beat Uncle Wu Zhu.
In the same way, it can be proved that ten of us can't beat the old guy wearing a bamboo hat opposite.
Especially what he saw and felt before made Fan Xian believe in what Uncle Wu Zhu once said:
"A rank one can kill a rank nine, as long as you are lucky enough, but if you are facing those guys... don't talk about luck."
The warriors in the world start from the bottom up, and they are the strongest when they reach the ninth rank, and the barriers between each rank are not insurmountable. Otherwise, Fan Xian would not have killed the Quartet on Niulan Street back then, nor would he have been able to go to Beijing in the Northern Qi Dynasty Playing with Langtao and He Daoren in the palm of his hand.
But once you break through the ninth rank and enter the realm of heaven and man, just like the bald head of Ku He, like this old guy in front of you... It's already a completely different realm. A bottomless gully cannot be filled by any tricks.
The top floor of Baoyue Tower was quiet, but the noise was already raging below. Although Gao Da's knife cut in the air, it shocked countless people. The noise was unbearable, but after a short pause, it quieted down. The guards downstairs and Shi Sang are dealing with it.
The bamboo hat guest at the table was still quiet, as if waiting for Fan Xian to make a decision.
There is no light on his body, but in the eyes of everyone at this time, his thin cloth seems to be covered with the light of the sky, which makes people dare not look directly at him.
In contrast, Mr. Zhou, whom Fan Xian has always wanted to catch, sits cowardly next to Zhu Like, and no one will notice him.
A simple person conceals all the brilliance of the world.
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Fan Xian was still holding the fan in his left hand, holding it tightly. He looked at the bamboo hat guest at the table and didn't speak for a while.
The top floor of Baoyue Building was quiet and dead, and the atmosphere was very depressing.
Zhu Like looked at the calm Fan Xian, smiled and said, "Your reaction, your strength... seems to be stronger than the rumors."
This is referring to the fact that when Gundam slashed down with a knife just now, Fan Xian saw the opportunity very quickly and called back the six people, but he jumped up in a flash, and for a short moment in the air, he used his big coffin to swell his right arm, He also used small tricks to forcibly pinch Gundam's ankle, dragged Gundam back, and saved Gundam's life.
In such a short moment, Fan Xian was able to do all of this, which was considered so perfect that the bamboo hat guest showed a hint of appreciation.
Fan Xian didn't answer this question, instead, contrary to everyone's expectations, he walked slowly to the railing and stopped looking at the bamboo hat guest.
All the guards, including Gundam, were stunned, Mr. Tisi is so daring! Facing a great master who is revered by thousands of people, he can be so natural and dare not look at him.
Fan Xian walked to the fence, facing the bustling Suzhou City, the sparse air above Suzhou City and the lingering aftertaste of firecrackers in the air, took a deep breath, his complexion changed slightly, and immediately returned to normal. thinking about something.
There were footsteps on the stairs.
Shi Chanli, who was full of shock, and the girl Sang Wen, who opened her mouth wide and was worried in her gentleness, glanced at the table surrounded by everyone from the Overwatch Council, and immediately turned their questioning eyes to Fan Xian who was beside the fence. .
"Everyone get down."
Fan Xian leaned against the railing without turning his head, and ordered in a cold voice, the fan was getting tighter and tighter in his hand, the paper of the fan was deformed, probably because he had made up his mind.
When the tiger guards attacked before, Fan Xian could make everyone retreat with a single shout. It can be seen from this that all the guards had no objection to his orders and carried them out very thoroughly. Today, when he gave the order to let everyone go downstairs, everyone including Huwei expressed their objection in silence.
There was a great master who wanted to kill someone. At a time like this, no one dared to leave Fan Xian alone in the building.
Fan Xian turned around, looked at Gundam and said with a smile, "Could it be that my order doesn't work anymore?"
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Gundam's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the familiar gentle smile and the encouragement on Mrs. Tisi's face, his mind was a little confused for a while. He knew Fan Xian well. The life-threatening smile is often the time when he is really angry, and it is also the time when he is confident.
Fan Xian continued: "Without my order, no one is allowed to set foot on this building. In addition, immediately evacuate the neighbors to avoid accidental injury."
Gao Da breathed out, wiped the blood from his lips, snorted, and led everyone downstairs, and pushed Shi Chanli who was standing at the entrance of the building and refused to go down along the way.
And when Fan Xian's bodyguards went downstairs, they saw a scene that they will always remember deeply, a scene that terrified them at the time.
Fan Xian walked slowly towards that table step by step.
With that weird smile on his face, the deformed fan in his hand opened again, and while fanning, he walked towards the table.
Walking is extremely stable, extremely chic and free.
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In fact, the distance from the table over there to the table here was only about ten steps, but these ten steps made Fan Xian feel as if he had walked through a gate of hell.
But what was amazing was that the closer he was to the table where Zhu Like was, the calmer and clearer Fan Xian's heart became.
Walking to the table, Fan Xian stared into the bamboo hat guest's eyes, looking directly at him very rudely, as if he wasn't afraid at all, that the other party could kill him with just a casual raise of his hand.
Zhulike also seemed to think that the imperial envoy on Jiangnan Road was a bit bold and funny, and looked back at him with a smile.
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Gao Da went downstairs and immediately re-arranged a guard. At the same time, he evacuated the nearby citizens according to the order of the chief minister, and ordered his subordinates to rush to the governor's mansion to dispatch troops. Although he knew these methods, the peerless strong man in the building It didn't work at all, but it was all about talking about people.
Then he went to the top floor of a building adjacent to Baoyue Building, climbed up to the eaves, carefully concealed his figure, watched every move in Baoyue Building across the street, and was ready to gamble his life at any time.
Gao Da fell behind the tile beast, looking at the top floor of the Baoyue Building with both eyes, and couldn't hear what the people inside were saying, but what he saw was enough to shock him.
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The building was empty, only Yu Fan Xian was facing the bamboo hat guest, one sitting by the table and the other standing by the table.
As for that Mr. Zhou, although he was not considered human in Fan Xian's eyes, he was still a bit of an eyesore, so he waved his hand to signal Mr. Zhou to get out of the way.
In fact, Mr. Zhou, the accountant of the Junshan Club, who was already quite frightened, was taken aback for a moment, and immediately obediently left his seat and squatted in the corner of the railing.
A chair was vacated.
So Fan Xian lifted his front, and sat down without hesitation.
At this time, he was only half a body away from Zhuli Ke, so intimate, dangerous, and terrifying.
Gundam who was watching from a distance was about to die of fright, but Fan Xian in the building still had a faint smile on his face.
He put away the deformed paper fan with his left hand, slowly picked up the chopsticks that Zhu Like had slapped on the table, and reinserted them into the chopsticks. He did these three movements very carefully, slowly, and carefully, waiting for the chopsticks After the insertion, he sighed happily and clapped his hands, as if he had accomplished a great undertaking.
Zhu Like did not kill himself, which shows that everything has its reasons.
"Bold," Zhu Like looked at Fan Xian with a smile and said, "Among the younger generation, you must be the leader."
The master said that if the rumor spread, it would definitely establish Fan Xian's unassailable position. However, Fan Xian was not at all relieved by the words, and said with a gentle smile, "So what? You don't want to kill me every minute." matter."
Zhu Like said calmly: "What I said before is still valid, you withdraw the black cavalry, I will not kill you."
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Fan Xian suddenly raised his head, his eyes revealed a trace of sarcasm and contempt.
In this world, there has been no one who dared to look at that bamboo hat guest with such eyes for many years, so even though that bamboo hat guest was a top figure in the world, he still couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"Is that what you asked for?"
"The majestic grand master actually fell into this kind of field?"
"You don't want this old face anymore, we still need face in the Daqing Dynasty."
Fan Xian suddenly opened his mouth, and countless harsh words gushed out of his mouth, as if he was not in front of an unfathomable great master, but a subordinate who followed him in the Overwatch Council and taught him by ear.
Zhu Like was stunned, obviously no one had taught him such a lesson, so he couldn't react for a while.
Fan Xian slapped the table fiercely, stared at Zhuli Ke's strange face, and said word by word: "Are you confused? This is a matter of the Junshan Club. It's none of your business if I call black knights to kill people... Could it be that?" Are there your filial sons and virtuous grandchildren in Zhuangzi? You just rush up and put a knife on my neck, and I will listen to you? Even if I really listen to you, what will I do in the future? Don’t those filial sons and virtuous grandchildren of yours not die? I'm afraid... I will die faster!"
Fan Xian's voice became sharper, mixed with endless contempt and ridicule, pointing at Zhuli Ke's nose and cursing: "I beg you to be sober, what year is it now? You can't run rampant with a sword long ago. It’s so old, who do you think you are? You think you’re a sword fairy, and you’re not fucking dead!”
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Zhuli Ke looked at Fan Xian like a fool, and suddenly felt that he was also a fool. He walked in the world and was admired by all people. Even the king of a country looked at him politely, and wanted to find someone who was disrespectful to him. I can't even find it, let alone pointing at my nose and cursing like this beautiful young man in front of me!
But after all, he was a great master, he was a little stunned, then returned to calm, and instead looked at Fan Xian and laughed, so happily.
"It's been many years since no one dared to speak to this old man."
While speaking, Zhu Like's tone sank, and he said indifferently: "I'll count to three, if I don't issue an order to withdraw my troops, I have no choice but to kill you."
Those steady hands slowly supported the table.
Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the hands that should be old but without a trace of extra wrinkles.
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The sword under the table was drawn by a powerful air mechanism, making a howl of a dragon's roar, amidst the buzzing sound, the hilt of the sword rose slowly, and the half of the bright sword body shone brightly in the building.
"three."
Takeshike started counting down indifferently.
Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at him, and said directly, "One."
After saying this, he slammed his fist down to his side.
This punch is mixed with his nearly twenty years of day and night meditation and painstaking practice, mixed with the domineering true energy of the unknown kung fu, mixed with the big coffin-splitting luck method learned from the Ye family, mixed with the heavenly energy learned from Haitang. An unsurpassed mental method, the breath can go freely, the mind breaks through ten thousand barriers in an instant, kills and cuts out the pulse, transports it to the body of the fist, and smashes it down hard!
The fist hit the hilt of the sword!
The air in the building fluttered uncontrollably, and the air outside the fence seemed to vibrate as well, distorting the surrounding scenery.
With a bang, the ordinary long sword was thrown back by Fan Xian's punch, and the dragon's voice disappeared instantly!
Mr. Zhou at the side of the fence had already fainted from the shock, and fell miserably beside the fence.
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Fan Xian swallowed back the mouthful of blood rushing up from his chest, looked fiercely into the eyes of Zhu Like, and suddenly shouted: "Deng Zi is more obedient!"
This shout spread out with genuine energy, and instantly spread throughout the long street. Gao Da, who was lurking on the opposite side of the street, was startled, and subconsciously stood up, while Deng Ziyue, who had been guarding the street all the time, was trembling. The voice responded: "This subordinate is here."
Fan Xian still stared into Zhuli Ke's eyes, and said viciously: "Pass the firework order, the black rider enters the garden, and if he resists... he will be killed without mercy!"
Kill without mercy!
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I don't know how long it took before Zhulike sighed with complicated emotions on the top floor of the quiet Baoyue Building: "You are right, I shouldn't have re-entered the world, but the person you want to kill, the person you want to catch , there is someone I care about, how about this?"
Zhulike lightly grasped the hilt of the sword beside the table, lifted it upside down, and whispered softly: "Then take the long sword out of Dongshan..."
The momentum of the sword gradually weakened.
It would be a lie to say that Fan Xian wasn't afraid, and it would be a lie if he wasn't nervous, but he controlled the trembling of every muscle on his face with a strong mind, fixedly stared at Zhu Like's face, and said a word.
"You dare not kill me."
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There was a silence.
"Why don't I dare to kill you?"
"Because you're not that idiot Si Gu Jian."
Fan Xian tightly grasped the broken fan on the table again, and said, "Four Great Masters, as long as it is not Si Gu Jian, that heartless idiot, no one would dare to kill me."
Takekasa's hand was still holding the hilt of the sword steadily.
Fan Xian believed that as long as the opponent drew out this sword, he would definitely be decapitated.
So he suppressed the fear deep in his heart, and said word by word: "So I don't understand why you appear here. In my heart, you should be the one who rides half a broken ship and sings in the sky. In the world, Gao Xian is unrestrained and free, and his sleeves do not touch the clouds."
"It's not a warrior who made such a stupid move because of things."
There was a strange look in Zhu Li's guest's eyes, Fan Xian didn't know if he was dazzled, but he saw a gleam of appreciation in the other's eyes.
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"The waves only bloom for a while, but they are no different from the Millennium Stone... the same is true, sir." Fan Xian stared fiercely at the other party and said, "If you were Ye Liuyun, how dare you kill me?"