The long knife flew down like a thunderbolt, almost reaching its extreme.
With just a "puff", Junior Brother Qiao's body was split into two, blood splattered, and suddenly, there was a strong smell of blood in the air.
But the long sword in his hand stabbed into Ning Qiangwei's chest with the remaining force.
"Bitch, if you dare to kill Junior Brother Qiao, you must die!"
The figure flashed, and Senior Brother Yu suddenly appeared in front of Ning Qiangwei. He raised his hand and made a large seal. The golden light shrouded Ning Qiangwei under it.
The Tianhai Sword Sect established its sect with swordsmanship, but that does not mean that they are incapable of other martial arts. This seal is one of the top seals of the Tianhai Sword Sect, the Heavenly Wheel Seal. The physical attack power of this seal is not strong, but it is very effective against the human body. The soul is extremely damaged.
If Ning Qiangwei is hit, she will only end up with her soul scattered. It is obvious that Senior Brother Yu has murderous intentions.
Ning Qiangwei had exhausted all her strength after cutting Junior Brother Qiao in half with one knife!
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to dodge the sword, so she could only watch the golden seal falling, but she didn't have any fear in her heart. Instead, she felt quite relieved, because she finally avenged her husband. , beheaded the murderer with his own hands.
Just when Ning Qiangwei closed her eyes to die, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "You want to kill her, have you asked me for my opinion?"
Ning Qiangwei subconsciously opened her eyes and saw that the hand that was patting her head stopped five inches above her head, and there was a white hand on his wrist.
No matter how much the opponent pushed, his hand couldn't drop any further.
"Sir."
Ning Qiangwei exclaimed softly, feeling a warm current surge in her heart.
"court death!"
Senior Brother Yu's eyes turned cold, and he used his left hand to activate the Thunder Fist with crackling lightning and hit Song Yan's cheek heavily.
"roll!"
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap sounded, and then Senior Brother Yu flew out and landed right at the feet of the other four Tianhaizong disciples.
"Senior Brother Yu, are you okay?"
One person helped him up and asked with concern.
Senior Brother Yu's face was gloomy, he shook his head, then looked at Song Yan, gritted his teeth and said: "Very good, very good, I, Yu, have never been humiliated like this before!"
"That's because you didn't meet me!"
While speaking, Song Yan slapped Ning Qiangwei's vest with his palm. With a pop, the long sword inserted in her chest shot out, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, the wound was completely healed.
"Qiangwei, congratulations on getting your revenge!" Song Yan smiled at the surprised Ning Qiangwei.
"Thank you, sir."
Ning Qiangwei said gratefully.
"Okay, leave it to me to handle this. Please step back first!" Song Yan nodded.
"yes!"
Ning Qiangwei had thousands of things to say in her heart at the moment, but she didn't know where to start, so she had no choice but to nod and retreat.
Then, Song Yan's eyes slowly swept across the remaining five Tianhai Sword Sect disciples, two in the middle stage of gathering talismans and three in the early stage of gathering talismans. He spoke again: "Are you going to continue or just retreat? If you want to continue, Just draw the line!"
"Just give it up? Dream!"
Senior Brother Yu sneered, raised the long sword in his hand, pointed at Song Yan and said: "No one can survive after offending our Tianhai Sword Sect. Every one of the people on the boat today will die!"
"So, you are planning to fight to the death?" Song Yan raised his eyes, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
"good!"
"In that case, you all go to hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan suddenly took action. He slapped five palms at the same time, each palm facing one person.
The five-palm technique seems ordinary, but it contains an inexplicable secret, which makes the five people on the opposite side feel a strange feeling that they can't avoid.
"Kill! Entering the Dust Sword Technique!"
"Kill! Tianmiao's Nineteen Swords!"
"Kill! Nine Heavenly Wolf Styles!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill seven times to break the army!"
"Come to death, Sun Yao Sword Technique!"
Since they couldn't dodge, the five people didn't intend to dodge, and they all used their strongest swordsmanship.
For a moment, the entire deck was filled with sword intent, and the sky-wide sword light seemed to engulf the whole world. Even though the target of the attack was not them, Ning Qiangwei and the three of them felt a biting chill.
But in the next moment, all the visions disappeared instantly.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
However, all five palms struck by Song Yan were imprinted on the chests of the five people, shattering their hearts.
Then, the bodies of the five people were seen falling limply to the ground, losing their breath of life.
It's over so soon
Ning Qiangwei and the others couldn't believe it. Although they knew that their young master was very strong, they didn't expect him to be this powerful. It was simply...
But Song Yan didn't show the slightest bit of pride. It was just five Ju Talisman. Back on the border, he had killed dozens of insect men comparable to Yang Shen warriors in just a few breaths. Killing a few Ju Talisman was nothing. What
An hour later.
Inside the cabin.
Song Yanzheng was drinking tea calmly, while Ning Qiangwei served as a maid.
"Sir, what state are you in?"
After enduring for so long, Wei Suo finally asked the question he had been holding back for an hour.
For a moment, both Ning Qiangwei and Gao Hongying pricked up their ears.
"It's considered the late stage of Ju Fu." Song Yan said lightly.
"Are you in the late stage of Ju Fu?" Wei Suo couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He guessed that the young master at least had Yang Shen cultivation.
But at this moment, Song Yan's voice sounded again: "But, even the Faxiang Warrior is no match for me!"
"What?"
Wei Suo, who had just picked up the teacup, flicked his wrist, and all the water in the teacup spilled in front of him. Then he stared at Song Yan with incredible eyes: "Master, what you said is not true, is it?"
"My name is Chu Fan." Song Yan said again.
Wei Suo didn't understand why Song Yan emphasized his name: "Master, of course I know your name is Chu Fan, but I...!"
"ah!"
At this moment, Gao Hongying screamed: "Master, are you Chu Fan?"
Song Yan nodded.
Wei Suo was even more confused. He didn't understand why Gao Hongying had such a big reaction. Didn't everyone already know that the young master's name was Chu Fan
At this moment, Ning Qiangwei asked with a trembling voice: "Master, you are the one who fought undefeated against the fifty-yang warriors in Longya City, suppressed Wei Yuan, the old emperor of the Wei Kingdom, and defeated the Zerg at the border, killing countless people. That Chu Fan with dozens of Yang God-level insect-men?"
Hearing what Ning Qiangwei said, Wei Suo reacted immediately and finally understood the meaning of the name "Chu Fan". Immediately, an uncontrollable excitement rose from his body, and his whole face turned extremely red. , Wei Suo actually became a follower of such a person, simply... simply...
Under the burning and respectful gazes of the three people, Song Yan nodded slightly.
After they knew that Song Yan was called Chu Fan before, they did not think that he was the Chu Fan. After all, there are too many people named Chu Fan in this world, not even ten thousand but eight thousand.
After all, such peerless figures are too far away from casual cultivators like them.
The author's digression: First update, thank you to the two brothers of Sange Wisdom Life for their generous rewards (to be continued)