Chapter six hundred and seventeen: The sword is on the verge of breaking out
At this time, Zhuji was different from before. He was wearing a black robe and did not have any sharp blades in his hands. Unlike Ku Tianjian and others around him, who were all wearing battle armor and holding sharp blades, they were majestic.
I feel like Zhuji is an outsider.
Fanchuan didn't know why, but he didn't feel any fear at all. Instead, he was particularly eager to have a result. Maybe it was because of the revenge for killing his father, or maybe because of the long-term teasing in the world of cultivation. Fanchuan hated Zhuji with all his heart at this moment. Of course, Fanchuan hated Zhuji.
Chuan did not act recklessly.
There are no strong winds and dark clouds covering the sky. There are only people in the two palaces who are panic-stricken. However, this wasteland is still a wasteland, but no one knows how this wasteland will change after this day.
The appearance.
After Ku Tianjian stood back beside Zhuji, Zhuji shouted sharply at Ku Tianjian again: "You are so reckless, do you have my order?"
Although Ku Tianjian was dissatisfied in his heart, he still bent down and said in a low voice: "Yes, this subordinate is wrong."
Zhuji then snorted coldly, then suddenly changed her expression and looked at Fanchuan with a smile on her face. However, for Fanchuan, this smile was so gloomy.
"Brother Fanchuan, long time no see." Zhuji said with a smile.
"Bah!" Fanchuan spit out and echoed: "I'm not your brother."
On the contrary, Zhuji continued to smile and said: "Why are you so unfamiliar, right? Besides, you and I have known each other for so long, and I once saved you..."
"Shut up!" Fanchuan shouted sharply: "If you want to take action, do it as soon as possible, don't be too nagging."
"Oh, as the Young Master of the East Palace, my temper is still so stubborn, why bother?" Zhuji continued to laugh.
Fanchuan said coldly: "The hatred for killing my father is irreconcilable."
Zhuji was stunned for a moment, then changed the topic and continued to laugh: "I heard that you are going to burn down my Zhaoju Palace?"
"So what?" Fanchuan sneered, "I might as well tell you that it's already burned."
"What!" Zhuji lost her smile instantly, and the expression on her face was extremely ugly. She then slowly said, "Are you burned?"
These three words came out of Zhuji's mouth as if it was extremely difficult. Behind him, Ku Tianjian and dozens of Xigong Immortals were already unable to sit still and were ready to move.
Fanchuan nodded and echoed word by word: "Yes, it has been burned." At this point, Fanchuan added another sentence: "Not only burned your Zhaoju Palace, but also killed that one by the way.
Mr. Qin."
"What? You..." Zhuji was speechless for a moment, and then said: "Okay, very good, the movements are so fast, even I didn't notice it. It seems that I have been fooled by you.
"
The smile on Zhuji's face had long since disappeared, but she was pulling expressionlessly, looking extremely embarrassed.
Then he changed to Fanchuan and said with a smile: "What? I am only allowed to be fooled by you, but you are not allowed to be fooled by me?"
Hearing Fanchuan's words, Zhuji suddenly laughed again and said: "Haha, very good, you are much stronger than your father. If my child still survives, he will definitely be like you."
Hearing Zhuji mention his child, Fanchuan was touched in his heart, but then he recovered and said calmly: "There is no need to say so much. I don't need to say more about today's battle, right? You must have already made a plan."
Zhuji shook her head and said: "You have cultivated to the realm of floating immortal so quickly. I must have underestimated you."
Zhuji's words made the immortals of the two palaces sigh for a while, and they all focused their eyes on Fanchuan, as if they were looking at a freak, which must be beyond their imagination.
Fanchuan responded impatiently: "What? Are you still unwilling to take action?"
Zhuji was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Do it? Hey, I want to chat with you more, can't I? Let you reminisce about the past, and then think about your confidante, after all, you have the remaining time
Not much more.”
Fanchuan understood the meaning of Zhuji's words and sneered: "Haha, you are so confident? You might as well give it a try."
Zhuji raised a finger and waved: "No, no, no, when I learned that you threatened to burn down Zhaoju Palace, I thought about leaving you a way to survive. However, you let
I am disappointed that you actually burned down Zhaoju Palace, so I can only send you to see Fan Farewell."
"Haha..." Fanchuan smiled and said, "Okay, I can't wait."
Zhuji smiled strangely, then looked at Ku Tianjian beside him, and then said to him: "You, go and try it."
"Yes, I obey my orders, Lord Immortal."
After receiving the order, Ku Tianjian walked out again gritting his teeth. Every time he took a step, the wasteland would tremble. His fighting spirit was extremely strong and shocking.
However, the pressure brought by Ku Tianjian is not just that. The halberd in his hand is emitting a cold light, like a silver snake of snow crystals, surrounding the halberd back and forth, and behind the halberd
Everywhere we passed by, there was a "chacha" sound, as if there was no wind and it was automatic.
However, after Ku Tianjian came out, before Fanchuan could say anything, Qingmo took the lead again and stood up, blocking in front of Fanchuan.
"Shaojun, let me come, you are no match for him." Qing Mo said firmly.
Fanchuan hesitated for a moment, knowing that he was no match for Ku Tianjian and could only do this, so he nodded and said: "Sister Qingmo, you have to be more careful."
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Qing Mo pursed his lips and said, then he shrugged the armor on his body, his black hair automatically moved in the windless way, flying behind his head, and his aura was quite strong.
However, then Qing Mo's right hand was touched, and suddenly a dazzling golden light flashed, with a "swish" sound that broke through the air, and a flying shadow of a phoenix flashed between his right hand, and then
It quickly dissipated and concentrated, transforming into a long sword that was held tightly in Qing Mo's hand.
The confrontation between the two sides was complete, and Ku Tianjian suddenly started to move. His speed was extremely fast, and the moment he jumped up, he turned into a phantom, and arrived in an instant. At the same time, due to the excessive strength of the immortal energy, Fanchuan and other immortals were shocked.
It opened several meters away.
However, no matter how fast Ku Tianjian moved and no matter how fierce his attack, he was blocked by Qing Mo Anran.
"bite!"
Hearing the sound of sharp blades clashing in the air, he saw Qing Mo holding up a long sword to resist the long halberd in Ku Tianjian's hand. However, due to Ku Tianjian's too fast speed, Qing Mo's
His feet unconsciously slid back several meters, and a deep ravine was pulled out of the ground.
However, the battle between immortals also requires skills, not just relying on brute force. Then I saw Qing Mo suddenly retracted the sword in his hand, causing Ku Tianjian's halberd to pierce the air, and then Qing Mo's body was like a colorful cloud.
, disappeared in an instant, appeared again in an instant, and then ducked behind Ku Tianjian, and then stabbed Ku Tianjian in the back with a sword.
Because the speed of both sides was extremely fast, the immortals couldn't see clearly at all. However, Qing Mo's sword failed, and was dodged by Ku Tian Jian'an.
Then Ku Tianjian seemed to be irritated, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and a few beards on the corners of his mouth exploded, and his blood-red eyes stared at Qing Mo, and then
He dodged again, but this time the attack was from top to bottom.
Qing Mo couldn't dodge, so he blocked it with the long sword in his hand, and a scene like this appeared: Ku Tian gradually hovered in mid-air, the long halberd in his hand pressed downwards, and Qing Mo couldn't dodge.
Mo Ze raised his head, swung the long sword in his hand horizontally, and then resisted the pressure of the halberd in Ku Tianjian's hand.
However, Qing Mo clearly lost the upper hand at the moment, because his feet had already sunk deep into the ground, and due to Ku Tianjie's continued pressure, the sinking never stopped.
Fanchuan could see the difficulty in Qingmo's expression, so he thought of helping Qingmo. However, when this idea just appeared in Fanchuan's mind, Zhuji's eyes had already been locked on him.
In desperation, Fanchuan could only pray for Qing Mo in his heart, hoping that Qing Mo could withstand this blow. However, Ku Tianjian's fighting spirit was too strong, and Qing Mo's body seemed to be locked, unable to move
No, I can only hold on.
After a while, the battle between the two entered a stalemate. However, at this moment, Qing Mo's depth was already close to his knees. Now Fanchuan really couldn't sit still. If he allowed it to continue like this, Qing Mo would only fail.
ending.
But before Fanchuan could take action, a Donggong Fuxian next to Fanchuan suddenly moved out of the way. At the same time, he held up the sharp blade in his hand and rushed towards Ku Tianjian, as if he wanted to relieve Qingmo's embarrassment.
"Lord Qingmo Yinxian, I'm here to help you!" The Donggong Fuxian roared and jumped up at the same time.
But when the Donggong Fuxian's body had just jumped into the air, Fanchuan suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some movement on Zhuji's side, because Fanchuan saw a black shadow coming out from where Zhuji was standing.
"careful……"
"ah……"
However, before Fanchuan could finish saying "be careful", Donggong Fuxian, who had just jumped up, screamed, and his body fell back violently. Blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and on his chest.
There was even more strange black smoke coming out.
This scene happened so fast that Fanchuan had no chance to react. In panic, Fanchuan quickly looked at Zhuji, only to see that Zhuji happened to clenched his fist and then unclenched it, and at the same time, strands of fluid flowed out of his hand.
The black smoke was exactly the same as the black smoke on the chest of Donggong Fuxian who had just been injured.
Fanchuan glared at Zhuji and shouted: "Zhuji, what despicable means did you use?"
Zhuji helplessly shrugged and said: "It's nothing. I just can't stand people who interfere randomly. My subordinates and your subordinates are fighting. Why does this immortal jump out? I just let him
Keep a longer memory."
"Bah!" Fanchuan said angrily: "What did you use just now? It's not fairy energy at all!"
Zhuji smiled and said: "Immortal energy? Oh, my little young master, you don't understand, right? What I use is the most mellow immortal energy."
"Haha, there are so many tricks and tricks, that way is not immortal energy at all." Fanchuan said firmly.
Zhuji responded without hesitation: "Whatever you say, I don't care."
"You..." Fanchuan was so angry that he couldn't speak...