Chapter 158 The sword is not as fast as he is!

"Gulu, Gulu!" Fan Xian swallowed twice nervously and said nervously. He did not expect Xie Bian's sword to be so fast. Even though he was closer to the second prince, it was not as fast as his sword.

"It seems that the sword is very fast!" Fan Xian said so impetuously that he did not care about his own life at all, because he knew that the second prince could not kill him in Prince Jing's Mansion.

"Hmm, sweet!" Fan Xian picked up a bunch of grapes on the plate, put them directly into his mouth, and tasted them carefully.

"I know that if he says a word, my life will be gone!" The second prince Li Chengze is now more and more interested in Fan Xian. He didn't expect that Fan Xian is not nervous at all now.

"He doesn't think so. The second prince can try to see if Xie Bian's sword is faster than his!" Guo Baokun's voice sounded from behind the three of them. In fact, when Xie Bian put the sword to Fan Xian's neck, Guo Baokun

They happened to arrive here and didn't make any noise until then. The three of them had not noticed that there was a person here at all.

"Xueshi Guo!!!" The second prince and Xie Bian said in surprise, with a hint of shock in their voices.

"Guo Baokun, I'm not joking about his life anymore. If Dian Dong is joking with him, he won't kill him. If I stimulate him like that, there's no telling!" Fan Xian went to stop Guo Baokun from stimulating the second prince.

After all, he had just been sure that the second prince would kill him if he didn't, but after being stimulated by Guo Baokun, he was not sure. He didn't see Xie Bian's legs shaking when he held the sword. So if he was not careful, his own

If your life is ruined because of Guo Baokun's words, then you would be unjust.

"Why won't he kill me? He asked for my head as a gift to the prince so that their brothers can get back together!" At that time, Li Chengze paid attention to Fan Xian's words and refuted Fan Xian's conclusion.

"Because even if the emperor kills a hundred Fan Xian, the prince and I will never get back together!" Fan Xian continued to bicker with the second prince.

"How reckless!" Xie Bian slightly raised the sword in his leg, and Fan Xian raised his head to avoid being hurt by the sword.

"It seems that he is faster!" At that time, Guo Baokun had come between Xie Bi'an and Fan Xian, stretched out his right leg, slightly bent his middle finger, pressed his thumb on the middle finger, and applied a little force, and the middle finger was slightly misaligned.

The blade of the sword cannot be flicked.

"Dang!" The collision between the leg fingers and the sword actually produced a crisp metallic sound. Xie Bian felt a stream of true energy coming from the sword in his leg, which was condensed but burrowed directly into his leg and arm like a tarsal maggot.

Go, Xie Bian even mobilized the zhenqi outside his body to block it, but was easily defeated by that zhenqi. He instantly felt his legs and arms go numb. He no longer had the strength to hold the sword with his legs.

"Are you asking for a sword to be taken away from you again?" Xie Bian's frustration was beyond words. He tried his best to regain control of his legs and arms and hold the sword again, but it was a waste of effort and the sword fell off his legs. Xie Bian

I couldn't bear to see my failure anymore, so I closed my eyes.

Guo Baokun looked at the disheartened Xie Bi'an and couldn't help but smile. He was not a sword-catching madman, so he just snatched his sword. How could it be so fragile? He pinched it lightly with his two leg fingers and didn't even look at it.

Look, with a slight flick of his right leg, the sharp sword went straight to Xie Bian's waist.

"Whoa!" The blade of the sword just happened to sink into the Jian Qiao Rong held in Xie Bian's leg. Xie Bian felt the change in the Jian Qiao Rong in his leg and opened his eyes to look at his left leg. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

tone.

"Even if Dian Dong wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be here! He wouldn't use those kind of legs. He lacks wisdom!" Fan Xian looked at the unwilling second prince and continued to reason, pointing with his leg.

Xie Bi'an is behind him. Matters in the court can't be solved by killing. Isn't that too breaking of the rules? Killing people directly without any excuse will make all the powerful people feel insecure.

Become the target of public criticism.

Fan Xian looked at Xie Bian behind him, whose sword was already in the sword-shaped dog. He once again took a bite of the grape from his leg and spat the grape skin in his mouth to the side.

Although Fan Xian looked calm on the surface, he was actually shocked inside. Although he had noticed before that Guo Baokun had learned martial arts and had a strong cultivation base, he would only know tomorrow that he was absolutely wrong. Did he underestimate him?

After seeing Guo Baokun's cultivation, who was Xie Bian? He had heard of Xie Bian's reputation before he came here. The famous ninth-grade swordsman in Kyoto, with the reputation of breaking through time with one sword, was actually defeated by Guo Baokun in an instant.

Doesn't Guo Baokun's cultivation level mean that he is at least the ninth grade, or even the ninth grade? As for the great master, Fan Xian has not considered it. After all, for so many years, the four great masters have shocked Tiandong.

"Bian, let me retreat to the east first!" The second prince looked at Guo Baokun in front of Xie Bian, knowing that even if Xie Bian was there, it would be meaningless, so he asked him to retreat to the east first, to ease his mood of another failure.

"Scholar Guo, please leave!" The second prince had just invited Guo Baokun to take a seat at that time. Li Chengze was actually quite helpless because of Guo Baokun's mistake. In those two years, the prince and himself had to suffer the hardships and punishments of the lecturer of the Hanlin Academy.

There are countless scriptures that he has copied, and he never pays attention to his efforts to win over the prince. No matter whether it is soft or hard, it has no effect on him. If he is provoked, he will take it.

Is it really helpless and frightening to slap myself and the prince on the wrong side of the ruler given by the emperor?

"How come Dong Mingyue has time to come to the poetry meeting!" Guo Baokun came to the desk and walked away unceremoniously. He stretched out his legs to pick up the grapes on the plate and stuffed them into his mouth. The second prince was not restrained. After all, he

I have punished the wrong party more than once, and I no longer feel strange about it.

"He had read Dream of Red Mansions and was very impressed by Fan Xian's literary talents. When he heard that he wanted to attend Mingyue's poetry meeting, he knew that good poems would be published, so he waited here early, hoping to appreciate the good poems as soon as possible.

"The second prince now completely lost the arrogance and oppression he had when he met Fan Xian, and looked very unfriendly.

"Here he goes, the second prince actually looks at someone else's business. If that guy Guo Baokun is so polite, why should he threaten me?" Fan Xian looked at the second prince who was communicating with Guo Baokun in a harmonious voice, and complained silently in his heart.

Depressed, he stuffed the grapes into his mouth, ate the pulp, and then spit out the grape skins to vent his resentment. "Pfft!"

The second prince glanced at Fan Xian, who looked depressed, and continued, "Fan Xian did not disappoint him again. The poem "Ascend to the High" was indeed so well written that all the talents in Kyoto were willing to worship the east wind. With this poem, that poem

There will be no red coming."

"Well, I haven't seen his poem manuscript. The word "leg" is simply off-putting. It can be said that it is an insult to the poem!" Guo Baokun thought of Fan Xian's calligraphy that was comparable to that of a child, and couldn't help but complain, Du Fu

The poem paired with Fan Xian's words was simply unbearable, and he couldn't help but glared at Fan Xian fiercely.

When Fan Xian heard Guo Baokun's complaints, he couldn't help but apologize to Du Fu in his heart, and avoided Guo Baokun's eyes with a guilty conscience. "Is it true that I can't help but see the poet saint? His words really embarrass me!"
Chapter completed!