After that, he got up and was about to jump onto the stage, but was stopped by Hua Feng halfway.

Zhu Lin's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Get out of the way, don't stop me from killing that beast, otherwise I will cut you together!"

"It's a martial arts platform there, you and I don't know anything about it, if you go so rashly, is there still a way to live?" Hua Feng's figure did not move for half a minute.

Zhu Lin's eyes were scarlet, and bloodshot vines spread on his pupils, and he shouted: "I have a hatred for snatching the sword with him, how can I bear the pain of eating bones!"

Hearing this, Hua Feng paused slightly, and before he could speak, Shen Han on the stage also saw Zhu Lin and Hua Feng.

I saw Shen Han smile slightly, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Zhu Lin, and replied, "I want to fight a life-and-death duel with him!"

"Shi Qianren's righteous son is going to fight a duel with people to the death, isn't the victory or defeat already obvious?"

"This white boy is looking for personal revenge on the martial arts platform, it seems that that kid is in a worrying situation!"

As soon as Shen Han's words fell, the cultivators in the audience all started talking, and they all looked at the guy Shen Han had ordered with pity.

Zhu Lin didn't care about everyone's eyes, and when he lifted the dragon tooth sword, his eyes were full of hatred and Changran, and he stepped on the martial arts platform step by step.

The thunder exploded, and the raindrops fell in a trickling manner, silently falling on the ground of the Wudutai, drenching the houses and pavilions, and drenching the roof of the blacksmith's shop. When the raindrops drifted towards the furnace in the shop, they dissipated before they could get close.

The cultivators did not flinch because of the ferocious rain, and they all used their own Yuan Power to envelop themselves. The civilians who watched the bustle scattered in all directions, looking for shelter from the rain.

On the martial arts platform, Zhu Lin stared at the enemy in front of him, and was just about to open his mouth to ask where the Returning Spring Sword of All Living Beings was, when Shen Han held the cold ice blade and quickly attacked Zhu Lin.

It was too late, it was too fast, and before Zhu Lin could react, his arm was slashed by the ice blade, and the ice yuan power of the water attribute continued to spread through the wound.

"If you don't want to die, shut your mouth!" A cold voice echoed in Zhu Lin's ears, and Shen Han's figure flashed, the corners of his mouth full of a provocative smile.

Zhu Lin didn't care about the wound on his arm, he raised his sword and danced, breaking the air like a dragon chanting for nine days, and slashed towards the direction where Shen Han stayed like a rainbow.

When Hua Feng saw the wound on Zhu Lin's arm, he couldn't help but have many doubts, what was the purpose of Shen Han's appearance here?

Why is Shen Lingxuan, who has been looking for her brother, not seeing any movement now?

Where is Yu Lotian watching this battle at this time?

And at the entrance of the alley on the east side, the Yuan Force in Yu Letian's body had been exhausted at this time, and his body fell weakly from the clutches of the idiot.

"Do you want to take this opportunity to kill him to prevent future troubles?" Delusional eyes stared at Yu Lotian gloomily, and said hatefully. Just now, before the sharp blade he put on Yu Letian's neck attacked, he was hit by the kid with a jade flute to the tip of his nose, and he was kicked in the next three ways, but he suffered a lot!

The idiot nodded, turned around and disappeared into the light and shadow, and said indifferently: "Then deal with it cleanly!" The cold voice echoed throughout the alley, as if solving a person's life was as simple as throwing his hands.

Delusion approached Yu Rakuten, who was lying on the ground, step by step, and stabbed the sharp blade in his hand into the back of his heart. When the blade was still an inch away from Yu Lotian, he suddenly felt that the blade in his hand was difficult to advance by half a point.

"Why don't you do it, kill him!" a cold voice suddenly sounded, followed by a corpse falling to the ground.

It's idiot!

He looked at the dead man with a distorted face in horror, and his heart pounded against his chest violently, as if he wanted to break free from his body.

As a Shadow, the most basic training is to be tenacious and determined, ready to die in the face of mortal danger.

At this time, it is not that he is afraid of death, but that he is crushed by a realm, and the naivety in the middle of the four-dimensional realm has been wiped out silently, and just the coercion that has been passed on has made it impossible for delirium to use a trace of power.

The difference with Yu Lotian's Yin Fan is that this feeling of being drained of the Yuan Force in his body is like an ant facing a giant elephant, and his consciousness of resistance has dissipated into nothingness, and even suicide has become a luxury.

A slender figure appeared in front of his eyes, with a delicate face, a folding fan of ink and blue in his hand, exuding an elegant and graceful atmosphere, but vaguely revealing a solemn atmosphere.

"Jade... Face...... Scholar?" There was despair in his eyes, and the terrifying picture gradually appeared in his mind.

In the deserted villages, the red river slowly flows from the depths of the forest, mixed with unidentified lumpy solids and rags dyed red by the river.

Dozens of soldiers in golden armor, holding golden spears constantly dripping with blood, the armor on their bodies overflowing with golden light, laughing wildly.

Before they could help but think, a folding fan fluttered in the wind among the soldiers.

A slender figure followed, like the wind blowing through the leaves, and suddenly, dozens of golden-armored soldiers froze their smiles, and their heads rolled to the ground.

Throughout the village, the uninhibited laughter came to an abrupt end wherever the folding fan passed, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and the eerie tranquility.

Several dark shadows sensed the sudden silence of the outside world, and appeared from the depths of the village one after another, but some figures had already been killed by folding fans before they could appear, and they fell to the ground.

Dressed in white, his long hair was tied up behind him, and he held a folding fan with ink and blue on the neck of the last Shadow.

"This year's flowers are red last year, but it's a pity that next year's flowers are better, who do you know with?" Qing Yang's voice shattered the memories of delusion, and his consciousness gradually returned to clarity, and there was still a smiling jade-faced scholar in front of him.

Holding back the feeling of suffocation, he whispered: "If you have repeatedly blocked the actions of the Imperial Commander, aren't you afraid of getting killed?"

"Hahahaha, it's ridiculous, it's only a thousand hours, how can I be afraid of him!" Xu Yan jumped on the eaves gracefully and said indifferently. "However, this time, will it end your mission, or will you go back to your life?"

He smiled angrily, and said with a resentful face: "Hehe, now that my mission has been completed, what does it matter if I live or die?"

"Ah......h

The folding fan crossed one of the delusional eyes and returned to Xu Yan's hand, swaying gently, and there was not a trace of filth on the folding fan.

"I won't kill you today, with shame and your brother, go back and tell Shi Qianren that old dog, someone will naturally take his life in the near future!" Xu Yan put away his momentum and disappeared on the eaves.

The drizzle was continuous, falling low on the eaves and pouring down into raindrops, and the rain hit the corpses of the idiot, faintly making people feel a sense of desolation.

Covering his eyes with his hands, he glared at Yu Lotian on the ground fiercely, picked up the corpse of the idiot, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Lotte, Lotte!" Hua Feng saw the unconscious Yu Lotian when he passed by the alley, helped him up, suppressed the anger in his chest, and asked in a serious voice: "Who did you do this injury?"

"Spirit... Day lily... By... Shadow...... Catch it!" Yu Lotian squinted his eyes slightly, struggled to spit out a few unclear words, and fainted again.

Hua Feng frowned, and muttered, "Shadow, could it be...... The Assassin you saw some time ago?"

"No, they are the shadows of Shi Qianren!" Xu Yan reappeared on the eaves that had just disappeared, and said to Hua Feng with a chuckle.

Hua Feng raised his head and smiled with relief, and after a moment, his face returned to suspicion and called out to Xu Yan: "Second uncle, do you know the reason for this?"

"I'm late, the little girl has already been captured by their other two shadows. ”

"Why did they arrest Shen Lingxuan, did they find out her background?"

"No, two days ago, there was a message from the clan that Shi Qianqian wanted to conquer the Lonely City Mountain Range!"

"Why did Shi Qianren suddenly want to conquer the Lonely City Mountain Range?"

"For that molten stone!" Xu Yan pointed to the bag in Hua Feng's arms and sighed.

Hua Feng looked at the warm stone in his arms in a daze, and suddenly looked up in surprise and asked, "Then how is my uncle and the clansmen?"

"It's okay for them, a little Shi Qianren still can't make any big waves in front of the eldest brother!" Xu Yan chuckled, shook the folding fan, and said slowly: "It seems that Shi Qianren didn't plan to give up, but learned that the molten flame stone came from the hands of you dolls." ”

"That's why he found an opportunity to catch Shen Lingxuan, and wanted to use it as a bargaining chip to defeat my uncle?" Hua Feng gradually understood why Shi Qianren would attack Shen Lingxuan.

Xu Yan nodded, looked at the sky in the distance, and replied, "Maybe that's what he intended." ”

Hua Feng clenched his fists, his eyes revealed a trace of murderous intent, and he said angrily: "In this way, Shi Qianren will soon hit the Lonely City Mountain Range and threaten my uncle to hand over the source of the Molten Flame Stone?"

"Xiao Fengzi, having said that, you must not act recklessly!"

"Second uncle, I will only grasp the measure, rescue Shen Lingxuan, and avenge Lotte!"

"Tell me about your plans!"

“......”

In the deep alley, the two whispered and exchanged ways to save people, and on the other side, on the martial arts platform, the sky was dark when Zhu Lin and Shen Han were fighting, and the sun and moon were flipping.

Zhu Lin held the dragon tooth sword in his hand, and walked on the southwest side of the Wudui platform, the sword danced in all directions, and swept towards Shen Han with the momentum of thunder.

The Bafang Sword Domain sealed the eight-sided formation on the stage, and a trace of solemnity flashed in Shen Han's crystal clear eyes, only to see his left hand clenched into a fist in front of his chest, and his right hand moved backwards with the momentum of drawing a bow.

When the sword qi was about to approach, a crystal blue ice crystal battle bow was condensed between Shen Han's hands. Shen Han tapped his toes, jumped up and turned to the eight sides, and with a quick plucking of the bowstring with his right hand, hundreds of ice arrows poured out, sealing the surging sword qi.

It was only a moment to stop the attack of the sword qi, Shen Han flew up, and once again charged his strength to condense a cold ice arrow, unlike before, this arrow poured out Shen Han's three-layer yuan power, and the thickness of the arrow body was even greater than that of the broad sword.