Hearing Fan Zunyang's inquiry, "Xian Xin" smiled leisurely and said: "Brother Fan is extremely resourceful, why don't you take a guess?"
Fan Zun raised his eyebrows and said: "As for the 'soldiers who subdue others without fighting', Brother Zhuang has no ability to fight anymore, so he will definitely not become a target."
"On the other hand, Mrs. Dong has many contacts with your office. It is very likely that she has been tampered with by your office just like Sheng'er. Moreover, Mrs. Dong possesses the unique knowledge of Taiyin Zhenjing, which happens to restrain Fan's martial arts. I think the girl wants to
Is there something wrong with her?"
As soon as these words came out, Leng Siqi couldn't help but tensed up, while "Xian Xin" smiled slightly and said noncommittally: "Maybe so, maybe not. In short, this is something that Brother Fan should be worried about. As for the little girl, she has actually been worried about it for a long time.
I'm eager to try it out and want to compete with Brother Fan."
Fan Zunyang's eyes were focused, he pointed his long sword at "Xie Xin" and said: "Since the girl is interested, Fan will gladly accept the order."
"Xie Xin" nodded, with a golden light visible in his palm, and said in a serious voice: "'Invisible Young Master' Yan Junlin, learn Brother Fan's clever moves."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Junlin's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only an almost imperceptible shadow flashing over, and the mysterious golden light brought a sharp and fierce wind, piercing Fan Zunyang's throat.
Fan Zunyang didn't panic at all. The long sword came first, and at the critical moment, it just blocked the life-threatening golden light.
All of a sudden, there was only a buzzing sound, Shang music was played above Xuanji, and boundless murderous intent immediately spread.
Han Biao was furious, the clear light was dazzling, and the golden light in Yan Junlin's hand finally showed its original shape. It was a shakuhachi gauntlet.
The hook tail is made into the shape of a ferocious Gu beast, with a long tongue protruding from the mouth of the beast densely covered with fangs as a sharp edge, and a pair of powerful wings turning into curved blades. The entire body of the hook is dark gold in color, and the sharp edge is
There is a faint blue glow in the place, and it is obvious that the quenching is highly poisonous. The poison can be seen as blood seals the throat, which means the person killed immediately.
Fan Zunyang looked at him clearly and knew what he was doing. He did not allow Yan Junlin to recover his energy and change his moves.
The two swords opened and closed, and the retraction and retraction were natural, immediately forcing Yan Junlin to retreat.
Although Yan Junlin was at a disadvantage, he did not lose his position. With just a few steps, he was able to get out of the sword aura. His elegant posture was as graceful as a willow swinging in the wind.
Fan Zunyang was afraid that Yan Junlin had special skills, and the female weapon was vicious, so he knew that he could not fight with her in close combat, so Xuanji was filled with pure Yuangang, and the sword wind turned into multiple screens of light, and the sword flower filled the sky with a scorching sun.
The spirit is as bright and bright as the sun and the sun, and can drive away the gloom of the dark night.
Yan Junlin could not bully Fan Zunyang within three feet of him, so he was not in a hurry to attack. The Gu God's golden hook was guarded impeccably, and he counterattacked every time he had a chance. His moves were extremely fierce, and his delicate body wrapped tightly in black shuttled through the shadows, just like
An elf that leaves no trace and leaves no trace is hard to guard against.
Light and shadow, light and dark, intertwined into a beautiful picture. The flying sword energy set off a roaring storm, and amidst the roaring waves, a red sun was seen opening up the sky and dividing the sea. And at the moment of chaos, when the twilight was not clear, another
Seeing a black canopy covering the sun, chasing the waves and riding the wind, I am not afraid of the majesty of the sky, and I am free to hit three thousand waves.
The power is offensive and defensive, the shape is advanced and retreated, the moves are virtual and real, the elephants are moving, and every breath and breath are all related to the balance of victory and defeat. They are the four great masters of the world. This duel is not only a battle of martial arts, but also a battle of scheming.
As long as you are not careful, you will be in danger and there will be no chance of a comeback.
The battle situation in the field was in a stalemate for a while, and Leng Siqi, who was watching on the sidelines, was heartbroken. Although he knew that the culprit who killed his father was right in front of him, and it was the best time to take revenge, why couldn't he bring up the slightest bit of hatred in his heart?
Instead, I felt inexplicably uneasy and worried about Fan Zunyang's defeat?
Ever since he forced himself to practice the Taiyin Sutra, he has endured all kinds of hardships just so that one day he can kill his father's enemies with his own hands.
But whenever I really see Fan Zunyang, even though on the outside I want to tear him into pieces, on the inside I can't be so ruthless, and I often miss good opportunities.
In the past, I might have been able to convince myself that after all, everything was just my own conjecture, and the truth had yet to be determined through investigation.
But now Fan Zunyang has personally admitted that there is no room for change in the matter. If he is not killed, how will he face his late father's spirit in heaven?
In a head-on battle at the foot of Jilei Peak, Fan Zunyang thought he was being manipulated. He had no idea that if he wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as picking something out of a bag. It was ridiculous that he was called the "Unscrupulous Young Master" in vain, but he mistakenly believed in his so-called best friend.
Lord Lanling".
If the deficiencies in the martial arts are left in human hands, no matter how pure the cultivation is, it will only be like building a tower on floating sand. Once faced with a deadly enemy, it will surely fall apart.
The leader of the Crazy Python Guards, Bi Chan, is a clear proof. Even if the dead wood magical power is so arrogant, what's the use of it when it encounters the most powerful music?
Leng Siqi sighed secretly and finally calmed down. Just when Leng Siqi was about to step forward to join the battle, she heard a person beside her snort: "I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise don't blame a certain family for being ruthless!"
Leng Siqi paused after hearing the words, turned around to follow the sound, and met Zhuang Lizhao's sharp eyes as sharp as a knife.
Full of frustration, he immediately found a place to vent. Leng Siqi's pretty face sank and she said sarcastically: "Oh? In such a miserable state, you actually dare to talk so shamelessly and bark like crazy here?"
Zhuang Lizhao's face was as dark as water, and he said decisively: "A certain family may only have one move left, but it is still easy to kill you. You have become his biggest flaw, and it is not a pity to die."
Although the voice was hoarse, it also conveyed an inexplicable intimidation. Leng Siqi couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, and she clenched her silver teeth in silence.
When Leng Siqi was in a dilemma, she suddenly heard Yan Junlin chuckle and say: "Brother Fan is really a Lu man. He doesn't know how to show mercy to women. Do you have to take my life?"
Although he was joking, Yan Junlin's men showed no signs of slowness and seemed to be at ease.
Fan Zunyang frowned secretly, and said with a tight face: "To each other, isn't 'brother' Yan also determined to kill Fan and then quickly?"
Yan Junlin smiled briskly and said disapprovingly: "Brother Fan, what you said is wrong. My little sister always just wants to cooperate with you."
"As long as Brother Fan is willing to lie a little, you and I will not only turn our hostility into friendship, but we can even become friends between Qin and Jin."
Fan Zunyang was unmoved, and still said sternly: "We don't agree with each other if we have different ways. I also ask Brother Yan to save his words and concentrate on fighting, so as not to leave any regrets."
Yan Junlin sighed softly and said: "It's not that little sister doesn't want to fight with all her strength, it's just that Brother Fan's old injuries have not healed and he has added new ones, which greatly reduces his ability. If little sister makes a mistake and ends up killing you on the spot, then
It’s really a waste of regret.”
Fan Zun raised his eyebrows and shouted solemnly: "It seems that Fan forced Brother Yan to 'pity the fragrance and cherish the jade'. He is really ashamed of this seven-foot body. The ancients said that one will be brave after knowing shame. How can Fan be willing to do so?"
If you fall into someone else's trap, please ask Brother Yan to be careful!"