Seeing the situation on the field, Tian Yan knew that she should take action.
He moved his body and disappeared in an instant.
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Zhanri's back is facing the open door of the Library Pavilion, and he is holding the Zhidian Sword in one hand. The sword energy on the sword has been weakened a lot, and the other hand hangs feebly by his side.
Drops of blood flowed from the edge of his bronze mask.
It dripped onto the bronze armor in front of him, or dripped along the armor and onto the ground.
shocking.
He thrust the Sun-Sealing Sword into the ground with a wave of his hand, and then put his hand on his other shoulder, followed by a painful low growl and a creepy bone-crushing sound.
Zhenri corrected his dislocated shoulder.
The meridians are also misaligned, but that is not something that can be corrected easily.
"Mr. Wan Zhang, what a trick!" Zhi Ri looked coldly at Wan Zhang, who had a calm face in front of him and said angrily.
If Wan Zhang had retained 10% more of his internal strength just now, he would have died.
"If you can't cultivate your talents through learning (you have lived in a dog's belly for such a long time), how can Zi'an find the right path? (Are you worthy of being a nothing?)" Wan Zhang shook his head and said, but it seemed that he didn't
For covering the sun.
Because there is no shadow hiding the sun in his eyes.
He waved his sleeves, turned around, and walked in the direction of the Confucian crowd.
"You!" Zhanri felt a gloomy feeling in his heart.
Wan Zhang has lost all his inner strength, yet he is still so arrogant!
It's true that the Ni Bodhisattva still has three points of fire energy, let alone a master like Zhenri.
Killing one more Wan Zhang was not part of the plan, but it wouldn't hurt.
Zhanri held a sword in one hand. The Zhanri sword was parallel to his shoulder. The Yin Qi on the sword was strong. He stabbed Wanzhang's back straight with the sword.
"Master!" Zhang Liang, Fu Nian, and Yan Lu shouted worriedly in unison.
Xunzi's pupils shrank, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.
Wan Zhang remained calm and calm, with one hand behind his back, letting the strong wind behind him blow away the ribbons in his hair and clothes.
He stopped and his figure was like a strong pine tree, standing still.
Wan Zhang closed his eyes slightly, this might be the last moment of his life.
But he remains calm, calm, and even elegant.
The strange blade of the Sun-cloaking Sword approached Wan Zhang's back.
At this critical moment, a wooden sword deflected the sun-shielding sword from a strange angle, which was piercing Wan Zhang's back.
It's Tian Yan.
Tian Yan was dressed in white and holding a wooden sword that he usually used to practice swordsmanship.
He swung his wooden sword and made a beautiful sword flower.
Colorful sword energy wrapped around the wooden sword in Tian Yan's hand.
Wan Zhang let out a long breath and continued to walk towards the Confucian crowd calmly step by step.
At the same time, everyone in the Confucian family was relieved.
"Mr. Wei Yan, you came at the right time." Zhan Ri's gloomy falsetto voice was already gritting his teeth.
Damn it, are you still such a bully!?
"Two senior brothers and fellow apprentice nephews, I hope you'll forgive me for coming late, Wei Yan." Tian Yan did not look at the sun, but said politely to the Confucian people behind him.
"It's not too late at all." Wan Zhang had just strolled up to Xunzi, then turned back to Tian Yan and said with a smile: "As Mr. Zhidian said, it's just the right time!"
"Pfft." Zhan Ri vomited another mouthful of blood, and a lot of blood flowed down from under Qin Jun's bronze mask. There were only mottled blood splatter marks on the outer eye sockets.
"Your Excellency Xinghun, how long will you continue to hide?
Do we have to wait for the Zhongche Mansion to order Lord Zhao Gao to sue the King of Qin again?" Zhan Ri shouted loudly, his voice a bit urgent.
He's anxious, he's anxious.
Xinghun used his movement skills and quickly rushed out from a dark corner.
Soon, the two of them, one behind the other, surrounded Tian Yan.
"Why are you so impatient, Mr. Zhanri?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Xinghun's lips, and the blue flame tattoo on his face became more and more vivid.
"Is this the star soul of the Yin Yang family?" Tian Yan asked knowingly as he looked at the other person's height of almost 1.56 meters.
At the same time, the four-color Qingyun came to life from above his head, and the strange Qi of the Four Seasons combined with the Qi of Longyou, supported by Tian Yan's surging internal power, protected Tian Yan's whole body.
The Yin Yang family has many weird methods, and you still have to be careful about what you should be careful about.
Even though Tian Yan believes that his strength is far superior to Star Soul.
Didn't Yan Dan also fall into the hands of Da Siming, whose strength was far below his own? A generation of powerful heroes perished and disappeared.
"Oh? Have you ever heard of my name?" Xinghun looked at Tian Yan in front of him with interest.
Tian Yan felt that Xinghun was not as good as her. Xinghun was also a young genius with a lofty heart. He could regard Zhuang Zhou as a "madman" and was so arrogant that even Gui Gu didn't look down on him.
Xinghun felt that the fifteen-year-old boy in front of him might not be his opponent.
"Actually, I have never heard of it, and I hope you can forgive me, because your reputation is indeed not that great.
But the visitor is a guest, and you can't offend the guest, right?" Tian Yan said with a smile, lowering his head and looking at the dwarf.
The smile on Xinghun's face froze, but before his face changed, Tian Yan said again:
"Why don't you, my guest, grow taller? If you didn't lower your head, I almost didn't see you." Tian Yan looked at Xinghun and continued.
"I advise you to be respectful when you speak." Xinghun said every word.
"Why didn't the guest grow taller? If he didn't lower his head, he almost didn't see... you?
Is this the respect that guests want?" Tian Yan continued.
"You are sharp-tongued. I hope that broken wooden sword in your hand is as sharp as your mouth. Otherwise, I will feel very unfulfilled when I tear it apart!" The expression on Xinghun's face didn't know whether he was crying or laughing. He died.
Staring at Tian Yandao.
Although he is well-educated, he is also angry... He is not angry, he is not angry!
At the same time, two blue air blades condensed from Star Soul's hands.
This is his unique skill, Qi Gathering Blade.
He flew up and hit Tian Yan's face with one move.
He was also planning to brag about each other in business for a while, because he heard that the other party was superb in swordsmanship, but now, he couldn't bear it anymore.
At this moment, he felt that he and this guy named Wei Yan would have to live together today.
Zhi Ri had no idea of taking action for the time being. He looked at Xing Hun with an expression that looked like he had eaten a fly. After thinking about his proud expression before, the corners of his mouth behind the bronze mask curled up in a wide arc.
The injury to his shoulder is unclear and needs to be treated.
But he still made gestures.
Regardless of whether you fight or not, you can't leave any evidence of betraying your teammates.
On the other side, Tian Yan wielded a wooden sword and easily blocked Xinghun's fierce attack.
The seven-color sword energy gathered on the wooden sword and swept towards the star soul.
The sword was a wooden sword, but the sword aura was not. Feeling the majestic and majestic sword aura, Xinghun didn't dare to take a hard blow and used his strength to take a few steps back.
The Yin Yang family protector's strength is lower than that of Wei Zhuang, at least she doesn't feel any pressure.