Chapter Twenty-Three: Killing Intent
Meng Fan's speed was extremely fast, and the journey of more than ten miles was a moment. Because of the urgency of the situation, he didn't think about reporting it, and jumped directly over the gate of the manor and rushed towards the water pavilion in the back garden.
After a few ups and downs, Meng Fan came to the garden where the banquet had been held before, standing on the courtyard wall, his eyes swept away, and a trace of doubt suddenly appeared on his face.
Originally, according to memory, Zhao Min should have waited for him to appear in the Water Pavilion, but at this moment, Meng Fan didn't see the other party at all.
Wrong!
Meng Fan instantly sensed the slightest inappropriateness, compared to before, the entire mountain villa was too quiet now. Thinking of this, he hurriedly condensed his mind, and his spiritual sense slowly dispersed, only to find that the entire Green Willow Villa had no life at all.
Then, before he could figure out the reason, his heart suddenly tightened, the hairs on his back stood up, and in the dark, there seemed to be an extreme sense of danger.
At that moment, Meng Fan didn't say a word, his feet kicked suddenly, and the whole person shot towards the outside of the village like an arrow from the string. Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, eight arrows roared in mid-air, hitting him all over the body.
Seeing these eight cold arrows, Meng Fan instantly thought of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrows, at this moment, where did he not know that this Green Willow Villa was a trap at all. As soon as he thought of this, the sense of danger in his heart became stronger and stronger, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence in the village.
At the last moment, Meng Fan didn't care about exposing Xiaoding's space, only to see his right hand flip, and the Qingfeng Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and then, with a circle of long swords, he used the broken arrow style in the Dugu Nine Swords, knocking all the eight arrows away.
Without the cold arrow to stop him, Meng Fan used his internal strength, and with a wave of his robe, the whole person swept out of the villa like lightning.
At this moment, I heard a loud noise behind me, and then a scorching wind rushed towards Meng Fan's back.
At that moment, Meng Fan didn't have time to think about it, and was about to retreat far away with this impact, but at this moment, with a "whoosh", eight cold arrows shot from a distance.
This time, Meng Fan was prepared, and with his voice, he immediately sensed the location of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow. At this moment, he did not retreat, but advanced, and the whole person rushed directly towards the arrow.
Although the arrows shot by the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow were powerful, comparable to the power of a first-class master's blow, for Meng Fan, it was barely enough to see. With the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, coupled with the Breaking Arrow Style, he easily rushed to the front of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow.
These eight people are also experienced, and as soon as they were approached by Meng Fan, they immediately threw away their bows and arrows and drew their knives to meet them. Each of the eight people slashed with one sword, and at that moment, eight sword lights slashed at Meng Fan's chest and back.
The archery skills of these eight people are really clever, but the sword skills are a little insufficient, I saw Meng Fan's arm tremble, the tip of the sword trembled, and he went towards the eight sword lights.
At that moment, only the sound of "ding" was heard, and the eight sword lights shattered at the same time. Immediately afterwards, the sword light flashed again, and then, I saw that the eight figures were stagnant, and they all stared at Meng Fan with wide eyes, looking at Meng Fan in disbelief.
At this moment, I saw a blood line appear on the necks of the eight heroes of the Divine Arrow, and then, a large amount of blood sprayed out, and the divine light in the eyes of the eight people dispersed, and they fell to the ground one after another, but they were killed by Meng Fan's sword.
It was only at this time that Meng Fan had time to turn around and look back, however, the scene in front of him made him break out in a cold sweat, and the originally quiet and elegant Willow Green Villa had turned into a ruin.
"What a vicious little girl, if I had been a little slower just now, I would have been crippled if I didn't die now!" Looking at the ruins in front of him, Meng Fan's face sank like water, although he had a good impression of Zhao Min, he couldn't help but feel a killing intent at this moment.
After a little silence, he pursed his lips and showed a wry smile, "It's not the protagonist at all, I still wanted to tease that Zhao Min when I came, I never thought that it was completely self-inflicted, the other party just wanted to kill me!"
As his heart turned, Meng Fan shook his head and prepared to return. However, as soon as he turned around, his heart suddenly tightened, and the secret path was not good, since this Green Willow Villa was a trap, wouldn't Yang Xiao and the others be in danger.
As soon as he thought of this, his figure flashed repeatedly, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Although everyone has Zhang Wuji's support, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and with Zhao Min's scheming, it is impossible not to have targeted arrangements. In a hurry, Meng Fan was even more anxious, and rushed back after a while.
With a sweep of his gaze, Meng Fan's tense heart relaxed slightly. Although Yang Xiao and the others were surrounded by the Mongol cavalry, the disciples of the Five Elements Banner acted in an orderly manner and temporarily prevented the offensive. However, outside the encirclement, Zhang Wuji is fighting with two people, one fat and one thin.
These two old men, Meng Fan, are extremely familiar with each other, and they are the two elders of Xuan Ming. Seeing that these two people were also here, Meng Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the antidote to the ten-spiced soft tendons had fallen.
While his heart was turning, he didn't say a word, and took his sword to kill the two elders of Xuan Ming.
As soon as Meng Fanfu appeared, the two elders of Xuan Ming had already noticed that both of them had seen Meng Fan's portrait in Zhao Min, and when they saw that he was not injured at all, their faces suddenly changed. At that moment, the two looked at each other, turned around and fled without hesitation.
"Don't want to escape!" Seeing this, Meng Fan shouted, and his speed instantly increased by three points. The second elder only felt that the figure flashed, and when he looked again, Meng Fan had already stopped in front of him.
"Master!" Seeing Meng Fan return safely, Zhang Wuji looked overjoyed.
Meng Fan nodded slightly, and then, his attention fell on the second elder of Xuan Ming, he had decided to behead these two people under the sword today, so he didn't say anything to persuade them to surrender.
The second elder felt the killing intent revealed by Meng Fan, and his expression instantly turned cold, and at that moment, the two of them roared angrily and slaughtered in unison.
The palms of the two of them flew up, and a wave of cold air came like a mountain and a sea. The four palms of the two of them were glowing with a layer of miserable green light, obviously urging the Xuanming Divine Palm to the extreme.
"Good time!"
Meng Fan let out a low snort, then abandoned his sword and stepped forward. He had the intention to test the power of the self-created Xuanming Palm, so as soon as he made a move, it was the 'Three Stacks of Clear Water' in the Six Styles Xuanming Palm Technique.
Bang! Bang!
In the blink of an eye, the three of them slapped each other three times in a row. At the beginning, the second elder just shook slightly, and then dissolved Meng Fan's palm power, and when the second palm was finished, the two of them involuntarily took a step back, and when the third palm was on the face, the two of them suddenly changed color, only to feel a flood of vigor poured into the chest along the arm.
At that moment, the second elder only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out involuntarily. The two of them became less and less straight, and they had never seen such a palm power increase one by one, and for a while, they were shocked and shocked.
However, this is precisely the magic of the three stacks of clear water. The biggest mystery of this palm is on the word "stack", as the name suggests, it is the superimposed palm power, which makes Meng Fan's palm stronger than a palm.
Moreover, according to Meng Fan's deduction, this move is not only three stacks, theoretically, as long as the caster's hands are tough enough, they can be infinitely stacked.