Chapter 210: A Humiliating Five-Year Covenant
Luo Qingxuan muttered: "If it goes on like this, the situation is really not good, even if it is just the wisps of power exuded by that sword, I can feel a palpitation." This Xiao Mo is not a human at all, he is a monster. β
Luo Tingnan smiled bitterly: "Today, the only peer who can compete with Xiao Mo is the sword like blood." β
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Ye Fan's back in the distance.
The power of that round of Great Sun Sword Qi was by no means something that Ye Fan could resist now.
The situation is completely one-sided.
The white robe in the eyes of everyone was extremely embarrassed, and in the face of an attack that could never be resisted, he chose to stop abruptly, and the sword intent flowing all over his body was surging and rapid, it was simply a kind of condensation that was almost visible to the naked eye, and even some Second Realm monks could see it clearly.
He muttered, "God opens the heavens." β
A sword qi that was dozens of zhang long was generated out of thin air, and it slashed towards the golden sun above his head in the shape of a crescent moon!
No denial!
Coax!
A huge explosion resounded inside and outside the street, and the sound wave swept all around, but it was completely engulfed by a mysterious formation, and it did not affect the outside world in the slightest.
The sword qi that appeared inexplicably was simply an embroidered pillow that was not in sight, but it only slightly blocked the attack of the Great Sun, and it was instantly cut into pieces.
But that's enough.
Xiao Mo looked at Ye Fan, and in a trance, he disappeared in place, the other party's tiger mouth was blurred with blood.
A sword chases.
Xiao Mo just turned around, his eyebrows raised slightly, as if he didn't expect Ye Fan to dodge the attack of this sword, and chose to retreat again, but in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that he was still walking leisurely, very comfortable.
He stretched out his right hand holding the sword, and in just an instant, he activated the aura in all the acupoints, making Xiao Mo's whole person shrouded in a layer of brilliant brilliance, and his eyes were even more rippling with golden light.
Xiao Mo shouted lightly: "Second sword!"
As the words fell, Xiao Mo suddenly handed out a sword, and instead of choosing to face the enemy with sword qi, he held a sword to meet him.
The two streamer flying swords that exuded a powerful momentum were extremely fast, just using the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword, against each other, but in an instant, the two sides staggered, just a face, Ye Fan spurted blood and retreated, falling the bluestone floor like a kite with a broken string.
Xiao Mo shouted: "The last sword!" Ye Fan, I hope you don't die under this sword!"
Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood in front of him, even if he had already used the strength of the other party's sword to retreat and sweep out, but this Xiao Mo did not show any decline, and even calmed down, as if he had not used all his strength at all. Not only is the competition between the sword qi a devastating retreat, but even the Jiuxiao Heaven, who is in touch with his own heart, seems to be a little dazed, as if he has forgotten how to fight the enemy, and the momentum of his sword intent plummets.
Xiao Mo didn't give Ye Fan much time to breathe, and threw the long sword in his hand forward, and the flying swords suddenly changed into more than a dozen on the way out, and the flying swords formed a powerful sword formation with some strange law, pressing straight down towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan had no choice but to be suppressed by the power of this sword array, and his back was directly close to the ground, and he slipped out more than ten zhang away, but in this process, Ye Fan, who was wearing a robe, slipped out of his sleeve and threw it forward quickly, and dozens of silver spearmen rushed forward, but even so, Ye Fan just slapped the ground with his palm, and was about to get up, but he was found a gap by one of the golden long swords in the sword array, stabbed through Ye Fan's chest, and directly penetrated the entire body, Ye Fan's chest was blasted out of a big hole by the sword qi, and he fell to the ground without any power to fight backγ
The spear talisman was scattered into countless silver-white points of light by the golden sword formation like a broken bamboo, and more than a dozen flying swords stabbed towards Ye Fan's body with a thunderous momentum, like a hedgehog.
The next moment, Xiao Mo raised his hand slightly, and more than a dozen flying swords all turned into phantoms, and instantly merged into one, he put the sword into the sheath and walked forward.
Ye Fan was stabbed with more than a dozen blood holes all over his body, and blood gushed out, with the most serious injury in his chest.
When Xiao Mo "passed by" Ye Fan, he gently fixed his body and asked with a smile, "Dissatisfied?"
Ye Fan, who fell in a pool of blood, opened his eyes wide, forcing himself to stay awake, but he couldn't make a sound, the young man's face was full of blood, and he was miserable.
Xiao Mo pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, I can give you another chance, five years later, in the dispute between the ten sons of Zhongzhou, if you can block my five swords at that time, I will automatically withdraw and no longer be a stumbling block for the two of you." But if you don't block it, in this life, you are not allowed to see Qingqing again. β
"Of course, you are not allowed to see her for five years, this is the price you will pay if you are defeated by my sword today. β
He squatted down, looked at Ye Fan's bloodstained eyes, and said with a smile: "If you agree, you will blink three times." β
This is Xiao Mo's unique kindness.
Ye Fan slowly closed his eyes, breathing like a gossamer.
Xiao Mo went farther and farther.
"I'll just let you agree. β
He casually withdrew the strange formation in the alley, and the sword qi in the formation suddenly surged out, Ye Fan's spirit was shocked at the moment, and he was extremely injured, and the qi wave caused by the outpouring of sword qi overturned him into the distance. Shih Tzu literature
Qiao Sandao, who was standing vigilantly outside the courtyard of the mission, saw Xiao Mo walking out of the alley, and his eyes were surprised.
After a big battle, this person had never even had a disordered breath, and his sword qi and sword intent were all restrained, not like the invincible posture he had half an hour ago.
Shenhua is introverted and deeply hidden.
This person's kendo realm is simply beyond imagination.
Xiao Mo bowed slightly to the sky, and said with a gentle smile: "Xiao Mou's sword this time is only for personal grudges, and he has no hostile intentions towards your country, and I hope to forgive me." β
A secret voice came from the sky above everyone, "It's okay, I came here today, and I only came to supervise the battle by the will of the prince, and I didn't mean to blame Daoyou." β
Xiao Mo smiled slightly and said, "If there is a chance, Xiao will definitely disturb the house and ask for a glass of turbid wine." β
The unknown immortal in the air replied, "If Daoist friends can be guests in the mansion, it is really an honor for someone Ji. β
Xiao Mo bowed slightly, and asked Edgeworth to leave.
Before leaving, he turned his head to look at Ye Fan, who was seriously injured and dying in the alley, thoughtfully.
The next moment, his tall and elegant figure turned into a rainbow light, hovering in the sky, and then drifted away.
Qiao Sandao saw Xiao Mo leaving, so he dared to enter the alley, and when he saw Ye Fan's miserable appearance lying in a pool of blood, he frowned tightly and hurriedly stepped forward to check his injuries.
After a while, the Divine Ce Army, which was maintaining order, arrived in a hurry, and Yan Lie walked up to Qiao Sandao and asked solemnly, "How is it?"
Qiao Sandao took out a hemostatic powder and a pill used to heal the wound, temporarily stopped the injury for Ye Fan, and said in a deep voice: "It's a lot better than I imagined, that young man didn't kill him, every sword avoided important blood vessels and internal organs, even the sword in the chest did not hurt the heart, with the physique of the son, stop the blood and warm for half a month, and he should be able to get out of bed." β
When Yan Lie heard this, he didn't let go of his heart, and continued to ask, "Will that person go and come back?"
Qiao Sandao thought about his clothes into several strips of cloth, wrapped the most seriously injured blood holes, and then picked up Ye Fan, who had fallen into a coma, and walked towards the other courtyard, "A genius like him with an arrogant heart disdains to do such a thing." β
Although Qiao Sandao said this, Yan Lie did not take it lightly, discussed with Dayan's guards for a while, and decided to send additional people to protect them.
After all, the envoys of other countries to Dayan were attacked in front of everyone, which was not a glorious thing for Dayan.
Qiao Sandao is worthy of being an old fritter who has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he can be called a good hand at handling this kind of injury, but after a stick of incense, Ye Fan has stopped the bleeding, but he is still in a coma.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, but in just three hours, Dayan Kyoto, which was originally calm, has now completely exploded.
Although the imperial court tried its best to suppress public opinion, the effect was really minimal. The battle between Xiao Mo and Ye Fan did not deliberately hide people's eyes, so some of the people in the market who saw the power of those swords with their own eyes were all divided, and the more they spread, the more evil they became.
Some people say that Dayan was hated by the immortals, and the previous fight was that the immortal came to seek revenge. Some people say that this is a conspiracy of the Pure Water Country, in a vain attempt to drive a good relationship between Dayan and the immortals.
Speaking of which, even the rumor that Kyoto was going to be razed by the immortals with magic has come up.
The Dayan Imperial Court has sent people to speak out and post notices on the streets and alleys, but the fermentation of public opinion is getting worse and worse, and finally it is really a last resort, ordering that anyone who talks about the previous things in vain and spreads panic will be imprisoned and fined, which will slowly suppress the panic.
In the courtyard of the Pure Water Country Mission, there was a strange calm.
In a simple house, there are two people sitting and lying down.
The little fox has been guarding Ye Fan's bedside for a day and a night, but Ye Fan has never opened his eyes, her originally ruddy face has become haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her reddish eyes also show that she has been crying for a while before this.
There was a slight shaking of the bed.
Ye Fan opened his eyes quietly, moved his arms, glanced around, and found that the little fox was lying on his stomach and falling asleep.
Feeling the movement coming from the bed, the little fox slowly raised his head, rubbed his eyes, and found that Ye Fan was looking at him gently, and couldn't help but burst into tears, crying out with a "wow".
"Master, you finally woke up, I thought you were dead..... Woowoowoooooooo......oo
Ye Fan showed a smile helplessly, and said weakly: "What are you crying for, isn't this not dead." β
Hearing this, the little fox's cry became even louder.
Ye Fan struggled to move, and found that he was still weak at this time, let alone recovering to his peak, even if he wanted to get out of bed and walk around, he would have to wait for more than ten days.
He was a little helpless, how long has it been since the last time he was seriously injured and abused?
I've had a lot of luck lately.