As if sensing something strange about Su Fan, Li Mingxuan hurriedly stood next to Su Fan, holding a long sword in his hand, staring coldly at the four directions, and asked in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Su, are you okay?"
Su Fan frowned, touched the storage bag, and then replied: "It's okay."
After smelling that Su Fan was fine, Li Mingxuan went to investigate again. Fengshan Xueyun didn't pay much attention to his previous actions, because this place was not so comfortable. In the humid environment, he always felt that his clothes were tightly attached to his body.
My body felt extremely uncomfortable.
Perhaps there was water seeping into the mountain, so the sound of dripping water continued to sound. Following the sound, a pool of water that had accumulated from rainwater at an unknown time caught Su Fan's attention.
When he walked in and took a closer look, he saw that the surrounding area was filled with mud and mud. Naturally, ordinary people could not get close to see it. But how could Su Fan be an ordinary person? He took two steps and his whole body was suddenly suspended above the pool.
Xueyun's expression was slightly cold, and he glanced at Su Fan slightly, and then quietly moved closer to Su Fan. Because his move was so light, even Fengshan didn't notice it.
Su Fan squatted down gently and put his hand into the water. A biting coldness followed his fingers and penetrated deep into the bone marrow of his body. Then a clear picture came into his mind.
A strange man, wearing a red robe, with a fiery red figure dancing in the void, suddenly there was a mountain in front of him blocking his way.
So he took out a dagger. The dagger was very ordinary, with a ruby inlaid on it. It looked extremely tacky and ordinary at the same time.
As the man's slender hand made a hand with the wind, the dagger rotated rapidly, and gradually it was covered with thunder. Gradually, the thunder became more powerful, and the roaring sound could not be stopped.
The man gently threw the dagger. The dagger flew out at high speed and plunged straight into somewhere in the mountain. Suddenly the world changed drastically. A dark cloud covered the entire sky. The man in red paused for a moment and then got into the dark cloud.
When the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, the man had disappeared, and all that could be seen was that the dagger was still stuck somewhere in the mountain. I don't know how long it had passed, but the dagger was taken away by a monk, and gradually the gap formed by the dagger began to accumulate water.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but the previous gap has disappeared, leaving only the gap. As the rain falls, the gap is gradually covered and cannot be found.
A stinging feeling filled my mind, and I had no choice but to quickly hold on to my original intention and stop thinking. Gradually, my expression recovered somewhat, and the scene in front of me returned to normal again.
Xueyun glanced at Su Fan thoughtfully and stood quietly in front of the pool.
Xu had just recovered, but his spiritual sense could not be restored, so he did not notice the abnormal movement of the blood cloud. Su Fan put his hand into the storage bag in a trance and took out the dagger.
Xueyun looked shocked and shouted softly: "That dagger..."
As if being alarmed by Xueyun's voice, Su Fan suddenly found three eyes staring at him. Fengshan stared at the dagger and said coldly: "You will kill Ye Yang?"
Although his tone of voice was cold, it was still extremely calm. It seemed that Ye Yang's words had nothing to do with him at all, and asking this question was just to confirm a question.
Without waiting for Su Fan's answer, as if he had noticed something unusual, Fengshan calmly ordered: "Give me the dagger."
There was no chance to refuse, and the straightforward tone made Su Fan stunned.
"Why should I give it to you?"
Even though he was Fengshan, he didn't expect Su Fan to say such a thing. In his eyes, Su Fan was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death. The reason why he didn't take action to get rid of him was because there was no need to do so.
.
He wanted to do big things, so how could he waste his time on a small person? It was not that he had never heard of those rumors, but they all seemed like jokes because he didn't believe that there were still people in this world who had the ability to resist despite the gap in realm.
genius.
Fengshan suddenly smiled, a strange smile, and said: "That thing belongs to my Yongle Sect, so what if I take it back."
Su Fan laughed loudly and said in a cold voice: "Are you from the Yongle Sect? Doesn't this thing belong here?"
It is true that this dagger was taken from the Qingming Valley, and it does belong to the Qingming Valley, but where does it belong? It still depends on strength. Whoever wins can decide where the dagger belongs.
Suddenly, Fengshan rushed in front of Su Fan, and his fingers were about to touch Su Fan's eyebrows. Su Fan slapped his right hand on the storage bag, holding a rusty broken sword in his hand, and cut it down suddenly. Fengshan quickly took it back.
finger.
An irresistible feeling occupied his heart. Suddenly, Fengshan's heart moved slightly. The broken sword was extremely powerful. It would be good if he could snatch it. Thinking of this, Fengshan rushed forward bravely.
Su Fan looked pale. Even at this moment, he could not swing the broken sword at will. It would consume too much spiritual energy, but Fengshan was about to be in front of him.
His heart skipped a beat, he raised his sword again, and struck out suddenly. Suddenly, an unexplained light curtain flashed out, pointing directly at Fengshan. Fengshan's face was cold, and he was about to collide with it while holding the seal in his hand.
After the roar, Su Fan fell into a pool of blood. The blood made a ripple and then fell into the pool. Fengshan was hit and hit the stone wall of the cave. He fell to the ground and stared at Su fearfully.
Fan.
Seeing the situation here, Xue Yun flew to Su Fan's side silently, waved his robe, and was about to snatch the dagger and broken sword, but unexpectedly, Li Mingxuan suddenly rushed out and stabbed out with his sword.
In a daze, Su Fan quickly touched the dagger, then gently threw it into the pool, and then pinched out the spell that the man in red in Mingwu's picture had pinched out.
When the last spell was taken out, the small pool of water immediately surged up and rolled violently like a water dragon, entangling Su Fan.
Xueyun, who was suddenly stabbed by Li Mingxuan's sword, immediately gave up his entanglement with Li Mingxuan and quickly jumped into the water dragon. The water column rolled up and rushed to nowhere.
Faced with this sudden change, Fengshan couldn't move at all. He could only watch the water column grow bigger and bigger. As for Li Mingxuan, he couldn't move forward at all.
In the end, the water column slowly stopped and turned into scattered raindrops, falling into the quagmire. Su Fan and Xueyun disappeared out of thin air. Even someone like Li Mingxuan Fengshan, who had seen many strange things, felt in his heart at this moment
The shock could not be healed for a long time.
"Why did it disappear?" Fengshan murmured softly.
Li Mingxuan came back to his senses and looked at Fengshan who had fallen to the ground. He suddenly wondered why Su Fan suddenly had such strong power at that time, and unconsciously shifted his thoughts to the dagger.
"What is that dagger?" Li Mingxuan asked softly.
Fengshan suddenly laughed. He laughed and said, "How do I know what it is?"
Li Mingxuan frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "That was brought back by your Yongle Sect."
"A joke." Fengshan immediately retorted: "Our Yongle Sect has brought back so many things, do we need to know what each one is?"
After nodding lightly, Li Mingxuan glanced at Fengshan casually, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Fengshan looked at Li Mingxuan sarcastically and said mockingly: "Li Mingxuan is unparalleled in his benevolence and righteousness. Everyone knows that he is pedantic and extremely rotten."
After Li Mingxuan smiled indifferently, his expression returned to a cold state again, as cold as the ice and snow in the far north that never melted. As he walked out of the cave, he said: "When you recover from your injury, you and I are destined to have a battle.
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The imperial capital of the Song Dynasty, within the imperial city.
There is an inconspicuous room in this majestic city. This room is called the Temple of Peeping Heaven.
There are no luxurious decorations in the Temple of Heaven, only a piece of crystal clear jade. There is no word on the jade, and a faint blue light is emitted from it.
There was no lamp in the room, but one could still clearly see an old man wearing Taoist robes standing in front of the jade. Beside the old man was a younger man, who was dressed luxuriously and had a somewhat imperial air.
The old man was the Imperial Master of the Great Song Dynasty and the only person in the entire Song Dynasty who could enter the Heaven-Peering Palace. He frowned, made fingers together, and then gently pressed on the jade bi.
In an instant, the jade pendant glowed with bursts of purple light. The old man's face was filled with red light and his expression was excited. The young man standing aside also shouted excitedly: "Sir, can you sense where that person is?"
The old man did not answer the young man's question, but once again stretched out a finger and pressed it between his eyebrows. After a moment, the purple light dissipated, and the old man's face was full of doubts, and he said lightly: "I can't find it."
The young man was suddenly shocked and said: "Sir, are you saying that the man is dead?"
The old man hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily true. It is said that the exploration area for this wordless jade is limited, and some places are unknown."
The young man nodded silently, and then asked: "I don't know what those places are."