"Interesting......" In the west pavilion, Lin Jianzhi looked at Lin Yiren's up-and-down figure, and the corners of his lips lifted lightly, "If Lin Yiren is killed by Ye Fusheng tonight, this prince doesn't mind avenging him." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Shen Mo'er looked confused and muttered, "King Zhen is really unfathomable......

Lin Jianzhi raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean by this?"

Shen Mo'er said, "After Ye Fusheng stepped into the Xuyan Garden, although he didn't kill on a large scale, the people who fought with him were all injured, but King Zhen has been fighting with Ye Fusheng for nearly thirty moves, and despite repeated dangers, he is still safe, doesn't the prince feel strange?"

Lin Jianzhi sneered, "Could it be that Lin Yi and Ye Fusheng have any secret connection?"

That's not what Mo'er said. Shen Mo'er said, "Although King Xuan's body is exquisite, it is also quite difficult to advance and retreat, but that Ye Fusheng doesn't know why, but he is obviously merciful to Gu Xiaofan, there must be some mystery hidden in it, Mo'er can't figure it out for a while." ”

Mystery?

A trace of doubt flashed through Lin Jianzhi's mind. Where did Qi Jing go?

As a secret guard, even if Qi Jing sacrifices his life, it will never be possible to put the Lin Yi people in danger, and now the Lin Yi people are in danger, but Qi Jing is nowhere to be seen, what is the ulterior conspiracy in this?

Before Lin Jian could think about it, Yuan Qiu Muyao had already shouted angrily, retreated three feet, and blood oozed from his chest.

"Big brother!" Qiu Flashing screamed in surprise as he broke free from Qiu Yanqi and swept out of the pavilion to the east.

Between the lightning and the fire, Ye Fusheng's palm wind attacked the Lin Yi people. Gu Xiaofan was behind him, and Lin Yiren had no choice but to take Ye Fusheng's palm.

Bang!

After a loud bang, piles of blazing flames seem to be swept by a hurricane, scattered among pavilions, pavilions, verandahs, bamboo forests, and rockeries.

In the pavilion, Qi Jing clutched the window lattice, his body trembled slightly, his teeth were clenched, and his face was pale.

Jingle ......

The extremely tenacious bell rope hurriedly blocked Ye Fusheng's figure, and Gu Xiaofan dragged Lin Yiren and retreated into the pavilion in a hurry.

"Shen Donglian, how are you?" Gu Xiaofan was immediately panicked when he saw Lin Yiren's pale face and sweaty forehead.

Lin Yiren slightly calmed the surging qi and blood in his chest, and said astringently, "It's okay." ”

Boom!

Ye Fusheng put his sword into the sheath, frowned and looked at Gu Xiaofan and said, "What's your name?"

"What's the matter with you!" Gu Xiaofan glared at Ye Fusheng hatefully, hugged the box containing the Wu Jue Order on the stone table, and leaned in front of him.

"Put it down!" Ye Fusheng and Lin Yiren exclaimed at the same time.

Gu Xiaofan glanced at Lin Yiren in surprise, hugged the box tighter, and said to Ye Fusheng in a loud voice, "Ling is here, let the lost people die!

"Poisonous!" Lin Yiren barely raised his breath, and his fingers slid through Gu Xiaofan's vein gate.

The box fell under the stone table.

Gu Xiaofan was slightly stunned, and looked behind him, his words were like jade, and his face became more and more obscure in the leaping firelight.

"Qiu Muyao," Ye Fusheng sneered, "luring me into the battle at the cost of a little girl's life, this is the so-called morality of the rivers and lakes in Qiuyi Villa?"

Qiu Muyao's expression was gloomy, and he was about to speak, when Qiu Shanshan, who was supporting him, suddenly pointed at the bamboo forest in panic and shouted, "Big brother!"

Qiu Muyao raised his eyes and saw that the scattered pine resin firewood piles ignited the dead leaves in the bamboo forest, and the surrounding pavilions, pavilions, verandahs, and rockeries gradually ignited a little spark.

A trace of gloom flashed through Qiu Muyao's eyes, and he said sharply, "Extinguish the fire!"

"Wait!" two cold rays of light suddenly flashed from Yan Xu's sleeves, shooting towards Ye Fusheng like a flowing arrow.

Lingyun Thorn?

Ye Fusheng's pupils suddenly constricted, and he swept up, avoiding the cold glow that was whistling, "Who are you!"

"Your death is approaching, it's useless to talk more!" Yan Xu's face was like ice, and the fingertips were like a silver butterfly in the wind, flying quickly, as fast as lightning, and attacked Ye Fusheng again.

Ye Fusheng snorted coldly, the sword suddenly came out of the sheath, and with a clanging sound, the two of them flew in snow, the dragon soared and the crane danced, the waves were stormy, and the blade of the sword was slamming.

Whew——

A sharp and piercing sound crossed his ears, and Ling Yun stabbed the sharp sword body of the Breath Sword in Yan Xu's hand, and retreated again and again.

"Ah Xu!" Gu Xiaofan was in a hurry, exclaimed, and swept out of the pavilion.

Lin Yiren secretly screamed in his heart, seeing that Yan Xu took a few steps back, he could induce Ye Fusheng to fall into the funeral door, and Gu Xiaofan's rush out would block Ye Fusheng from the funeral door.

Jingle ...... The silver lightning was dizzying, and they hit Ye Fusheng with all their strength.

Ye Fusheng's sword wind repelled the words, and his fingertips flicked towards Gu Xiaofan, Gu Xiaofan immediately felt a numbness between his elbows, and the extremely tenacious bell rope flew into the air.

The bright moon is in the sky, the flames are like flowers, and Gu Xiaofan's toes are fierce, like a phoenix dancing for nine days, rushing to the night sky, reaching out to pick up the tenacious bell rope. Ye Fusheng galloped and volleyed into the air, like an eagle attacking the sky, blocking Gu Xiaofan.

Yan Xu raised the Lingyun Thorn again, the wind and thunder rolled under his eyes, the black clouds pressed the city, his face became even paler, and suddenly flew up like an arrow...... The place that Ling Yun's thorn was pointing at was Gu Xiaofan's unsuspecting back empty door.

Yanxu wants to kill Gu Xiaofan?!

Lin Yi's figure flickered, and the blood on his face was lost, like falling into a thousand-year-old ice cave.

At this moment, Gu Xiaofan has nothing to borrow under her feet, and under the double attack of Yan Xu and Ye Fusheng, she has no chance of survival.

Out of the corner of Ye Fusheng's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Yan Xu rushing straight towards Gu Xiaofan, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Lin Yiren didn't have time to think about it, he let out a clear roar, and lifted his breath, like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, and like a phoenix Lingyue, two fingers popped out in the air. The two golden rays suddenly soared, cutting through the night sky like cold electricity, hitting Yan Xu and Ye Fusheng respectively......

"Luoyun finger?!" Qiu Muyao exclaimed.

Liu Yunhe, Yan Xiru, and Zhou Shinan took a step forward at the same time, their faces happy.

In mid-air, Gu Xiaofan caught the extremely tough bell rope and hit Ye Fusheng's chest with his backhand. Yan Xu Thunder threw out two Lingyun thorns, shooting at Gu Xiaofan and Ye Fusheng respectively in the air.

"Ah Xu?" Gu Xiaofan turned around in surprise, his eyes were full of disbelief and stunnedness, but he couldn't avoid it.

A cold look flashed in Ye Fusheng's eyes, and he turned sideways to avoid Gu Xiaofan's attack, the long sword in his hand suddenly took off his hand, and he struck away the Lingyun thorn that shot at Gu Xiaofan.

Burst!

A Lingyun thorn shot straight into Ye Fusheng's right arm...... In mid-air, Yan Xu suddenly spun around, his palm was like a sword, and his qi pierced through Changhong, hitting Ye Fusheng's chest.

Lin Yiren's pupils suddenly constricted, but he didn't have time to withdraw his fingertips and shoot at the golden rays of words.

Poof!

In the air, the golden rays of lightning sank into Ye Fusheng and Yanxu's shoulder blades, and two blood shadows flew out diagonally with arcs. At the same time, Yan Xu's palms and Ye Fusheng struck each other in mid-air.

Bang!

The pond water in the garden splashes everywhere, the stone breaks the sky, the wind and clouds surge, and the sky shakes the earth. Ye Fusheng snorted and fell to the ground, like a snow robe instantly stained red with blood.

Qiu Muyao suddenly let out a long howl, resounding to stop Xingyun, and everyone knew that Ye Fusheng had finally fallen into death.

Yan Xu covered his right shoulder, staggered to the ground, and the moonlight in his eyes bloomed, under the light of the raging fire, with a bloodthirsty red, as enchanting and treacherous as a poppy.

The night wind is poignant, the stumps are everywhere, among the seven gates on the periphery of the new formation, the damage was the most serious at the beginning of Ye Fusheng's entry into the formation, at this time, seeing that Ye Fusheng had no sword in his hand, and he was seriously injured, it was impossible to escape from the formation, so he hurriedly extinguished the sparks scattered among the pavilions, pavilions, verandahs, and rockeries, so that he could watch quietly on the sidelines, just waiting for Ye Fusheng to be captured.

Among the nine gates in the inner enclosure, the empty gate erected by Gu Xiaofan has completed its mission, and the rest of the eight gates of abandonment, departure, sonority, Zheng, Wu, death, mining, and edict, Liu Yunhe, Qu Zhenzi, Qi Bojun, Meng Weiyan, Ruan Xinmeng, Yanxu, Zhou Shinan, and Qiu Muyao have a basis for advancing and retreating, seamlessly, and in the bloody rain and bloody wind, all the retreats of Ye Fusheng have been sealed.

The flames danced wildly, the smoke was fluttering, and Gu Xiaofan stood in the corner of the Shoyan Garden, looking blankly at the white figure besieged by the sword light and sword shadow.

Yan Xu Shi shot a Lingyun thorn at her, and it was Ye Fusheng who abandoned the sword to save her...... Gu Xiaofan only felt that the scene of the right talent being as fast as lightning seemed like a dream, real and illusory, intricate, and confusing.