At the critical moment, he saw Fan Zunyang's body turning rapidly, and with the force of his palm, he pushed Leng Siqi half a step forward. He then stepped forward and sent the wooden box forward in his palm to meet Gai Nie's ancient sword Shengxie.
Originally, Leng Siqi was forced to fight head-on in a desperate situation, which was almost the same as hitting an egg against a stone. But now, just half a step away, she not only narrowly escaped from the sword wind, but also gathered all her strength in the palm of her hand.
The knife took a different path and pointed exactly at Gai Nie's fleeting flaw in his side.
This is the way of martial arts. A slight difference can lead to a mistake of a thousand miles. Leng Siqi felt all kinds of mixed feelings in his heart, all of which turned into the indomitable power of Tianyi's sword.
Gai Nie couldn't help but look solemn when he saw this, but he had no choice but to see Fan Zunyang, a powerful and unpredictable enemy in front of him. He really didn't dare to change his tactics in a hurry to save himself.
As the saying goes, the brave will win when faced with a narrow road, and this was the case for Gai Nie at this time. After all, as a warrior who is accustomed to fighting on the battlefield, he simply turned his attention and used his sword without any change, and tried his best to withstand Leng Siqi's palm.
He must be the first to injure Fan Zunyang with his sword.
Just as the situation was changing, suddenly Yan Jun came and said with a deep smile: "Brother Fan, please accept your fate!"
Amidst the laughter, I saw the "invisible young man" approaching as quickly as a ghost, possessing 100% of the sinister mystical power in his palm, and struck Fan Zunyang in the chest!
The timing of this palm shot was perfect, leaving Fan Zunyang no room to respond. It was obvious that Yan Junlin had already made a decision and was determined to kill this "unscrupulous young master" on the spot.
All directions are affected, life and death are separated, but the ancient sword Sheng Xie strikes the long wooden box with an unstoppable force.
Amidst the sudden crackling sound, only the clear cold light could be seen as dazzling as the North Star, and the sky-wide sword brilliance was like falling stars and rain, completely shrouding Gai Nie under the boundless sword energy.
The truth in the box was revealed, and Xuanji swept away the demonic atmosphere. Before Gai Nie could recover from the shock, he felt a bone-piercing cold streak across his right wrist. His true energy was suddenly frozen, and he could no longer hold the ancient sword to defeat evil.
Leng Siqi's palm knife struck Gai Nie at this moment, and the same cold and cold knife force invaded his internal organs. The first of the six warriors was severely injured, and his body was so shaken that he almost fainted from holding his breath.
Yan Junlin was also frightened by the sudden burst of sword energy, but his heart was as bright as a mirror, knowing that today's success or failure depended on this move, so he forcefully raised the evil energy to fight against the coldness that penetrated his body, and finally stamped Fan Zunyang's chest with a crashing palm.
Fan Zunyang had already gathered his true energy to protect his heart, but he still underestimated Yan Junlin's ability, and when he was palmed, his mouth spattered with vermilion.
Yan Junlin did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Instead, he dodged towards Bi Chan who was nearby, and at the same time shouted: "Bi Shouzun, retreat quickly!"
As the shouting stopped, the place seemed to be silent for a moment, and then there was only an ear-splitting buzzing sound, like ancient relics crushing the void.
The powerful Qin wave seemed like a powerful arrow leaving the string, its potential energy penetrated all obstacles, and it was not as good as Bi Chan, who had already hit Bi Chan who was holding hands with Huo Shou in the blink of an eye.
Bi Chan felt as if he had been struck by thunder. With all his strength and energy dissipated, he was hit by Huo Shou and flew into the air. He let out a miserable hiss in mid-air like a trapped animal. He could no longer bear the impact of the sound of the piano and the force of his palms.
With a loud bang, it exploded into a shower of blood!
Seeing Bi Chan explode and die, Yan Junlin was really angry and furious. He knew that he was now alone and it was difficult to protect himself. He simply changed direction, reached out to grab Jiang Yunsheng's delicate body, and then flew away to his death.
Huo Shou was a little slower and failed to intercept Yan Junlin. His veins were bulging with anxiety. He was gritting his teeth and was about to step forward to chase after him when he saw a familiar figure passing by. At the same time, Fan Zunyang's voice came: "Don't do it."
If you act rashly, I will chase you!"
Huo Shou was shocked and blurted out: "But your injury -"
Halfway through his words, Fan Zunyang's figure in front of him suddenly slowed down, and then he turned around and looked towards the high cliff where he had previously hidden.
Huo Shou's heart was moved. At this moment, he saw a fairy-like figure leaping down from the top of a high cliff. She looked at her with a simple and elegant body, her clothes were flowing in the wind, and her bearing was noble. She was different from the mundane world. She was flying across the sky gracefully in the moonlight.
It seems as if the fairy from Toad Palace has arrived in the world, making the surrounding scenery look like a fairyland in Guanghan.
The elegant and fairy-like figure did not stop at all, and passed by Fan Zunyang like a wisp of smoke. Only a gentle and soft voice beside his ear said: "Don't show off, you still need to be in charge here."
This sentence seemed to have so much magic power that even Fan Zunyang had no choice but to obey the order. He immediately stopped in his tracks and could only watch the lady chase after her alone, disappearing into the vast night in the blink of an eye.
Huo Shou came back to his senses slightly, hesitating and said quietly: "Who...is she?"
Although it was only a glimpse just now, he had already seen clearly that the lady's face was covered with a heavy veil, and her true appearance was not revealed, so even if Huo Shouxin had an opinion, he still could not really confirm it.
While Huo Shou was speaking, Leng Siqi also said quietly: "It's her...is it?"
The two asked questions at the same time, their voices almost overlapped, and they looked at each other slightly embarrassed.
Fan Zunyang did not turn around when he heard this, but nodded slowly and said: "Yes, it is the Lord of Wuxian Heart Sound, Penglai Qinji."
Leng Siqi was silent for a moment, Huo Shouze nodded secretly, and turned to look at the long sword in Fan Zunyang's hand. He saw the clear light flowing, the sword's edge was self-contained, and the sword's body was straight with five backs and seven strings in two columns. It looked like
It's more like a strange-shaped guqin, but I don't know if it can play a melodious melody on it.
After looking at it carefully for a moment, I heard Huo Shou say with emotion: "It's been a long time since I saw you sacrifice the Xuanji Sword. It seems that you are determined to win this time."
Fan Zunyang sighed softly, then turned around and said solemnly: "I just ordered you to retreat, why didn't you listen to the order?"
Huo Shou hesitated for a moment, then said with a helpless smile: "We have to wait until the end of the autumn to settle the accounts. Now Sheng'er is in the hands of Yan Junlin, and Brother Zhuang is seriously injured. Do you want to engage in military law on the spot?"
Fan Zun raised his eyebrows, but hesitated to speak. At this moment, he saw Zhuang Lizhao staggering closer, with a gray face, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "If you want to engage in military law, a certain family will bear the brunt, ahem... alas..."
Fan Zunyang paused for a moment, then said in a serious voice: "Brother Zhuang, do you still remember the Beidou Prophecy?"
Zhuang Lizhao looked solemn, nodded slightly and said, "If you give me 'Kaiyang' as a gift, a certain family will cherish their lives."
After hearing this, Huo Shou was confused and asked with confusion on his face: "What is the Beidou prophecy? Which master made it?"
Before Fan Zunyang could answer, Leng Siqi had already said: "What kind of expert is he? He is just a fortune teller who pretends to be a magician. He falsely claims that Fan Zunyang's lifespan can only be twenty-eight years old."
Huo Shou was taken aback and couldn't help but frown and said, "I see, but what does this have to do with Beidou?"
Leng Siqi said more and more mockingly: "Since the disaster is revealed, one must use magic to solve it. Then the fortune teller said that if one wants to resolve the disaster, Fan Zunyang must personally forge the Seven Beidou weapons and distribute them to others."
"But if the Master of the Seven Weapons meets an unexpected death first, Fan Zunyang's vitality will be completely cut off. Therefore, you must choose carefully and never entrust your life to Meng Lang's people. Remember this."