Chapter 256: Nangong Wu is trapped
Passing through the light curtain, there was not the slightest lag.
Yang Yifan came outside.
In the middle of a stone forest, the boulders were upside down, like a giant sword pointing straight to the sky.
There was no one else around.
Yang Yifan stepped a little, and the ghost shadow broke out step by step, and flew out quickly.
After the time of a stick of incense.
He saw three old students of the First Sword Academy coming out of a forest.
"Hmph, then Yang Yifan is like that, he hasn't shown up for two months in fear. ”
"As soon as Jian Yi got the inheritance of the Sword Emperor, his strength has skyrocketed a lot, and whoever changes has to find a place to hide quickly. ”
"Nangong Wu, that woman can't escape this time, so beautiful, if I catch it, it will definitely be... ”
As he spoke, a lewd smile appeared on the guy's face.
"Surely?"
A faint voice suddenly rang out.
"Who?"
The guy's body shook suddenly, and he quickly turned his head, and his eyes immediately widened.
A blood-colored streamer was like a meteor falling from nine days, with a fierce aura, and it arrived in front of his eyes in a blink of an eye.
He subconsciously raised his hand, and the long sword blocked it.
With a bang, the spearhead of the spirit rank broke instantly, and he could only watch as the blood-colored spear tip sank into his chest.
"You... ”
That guy's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, he was in the early stage of the Earth Extreme Realm, but he was killed in seconds.
"Yang Yifan, do you still dare to show up?"
"When the sword comes, it will slay you. ”
Although the voice was loud, it could not hide the horror in the slightest.
"Just him?"
Yang Yifan snorted coldly, and the ghost shadow disappeared in an instant, and phantoms appeared.
"Together, the sun sets over the long river. ”
"Alpine Flowing Water Sword. ”
The incomparable sword light erupted, and the fierce sword qi engulfed horizontally.
But it didn't work.
In front of the blood shadow spear that broke through the sky, it was instantly annihilated and disappeared into invisibility.
How can it be so strong?
The bodies of those two guys were trembling in fright, and the two of them couldn't beat a blow together?
Escape!
Gotta escape!
The slightly thin guy turned around in fright, and escaped with a little foot.
In just a breath or two, there was a wind whistle in his ears, and a black shadow flashed, overtaking him in an instant.
It's Yang Yifan.
Damn it.
The guy cursed in his heart, but it was too late, and blood swept through his neck.
With a thud, his neck was cut like rags, and warm blood gushed out like a spring.
Can't beat, can't run, how can this be fought?
The last guy stood there, a look of despair on his face.
"Yang Yifan, I... ”
Watching Yang Yifan come over step by step, he couldn't control the horror in his heart at all, and kept retreating in fright.
Then he stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground with a thud.
"What's wrong with Nangong Dance?"
Yang Yifan approached and looked at him condescendingly.
"She, she robbed, robbed the east of the Wood Spirit Academy, things, trapped, trapped in the Danfang. ”
Frightened, he couldn't even speak.
"Where's Danfang?"
"You can see it about two hundred miles to the south, and there are a lot of people there. ”
Two hundred miles to the south?
This Heavenly Emperor Sword Emperor's cave is indeed big enough.
But it's normal to think about it, the Tianhe Sword Emperor should be considered the top among the masters of the Imperial Road, otherwise it would be impossible to survive in the hands of that terrifying Yaksha, and a wisp of remnant soul persists to this day.
I don't know if the other Blood Demon Sword Emperor also survived.
Thinking to himself in his heart, Yang Yifan turned around and flew towards the south quickly.
Call.
Seeing Yang Yifan turn around and leave, the guy breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body was already soaked in cold sweat.
He didn't dare to hesitate at all, he propped up with both hands, then got up and fled in the opposite direction to Yang Yifan.
But less than ten feet away, his vest was pierced by an ice spear, and blood gushed out.
After being promoted to the lower grade of the ground level, the lethality of Qiankun Po has obviously increased a lot.
Seeing the corpse fall to the ground, Yang Yifan continued to shoot towards the Danfang side at a rapid pace.
。。。
In front of the Dan house built by the Tianhe Sword Emperor.
Nangong Wu was standing in the clearing, and the long white dress on her body had been stained red with blood.
The wound was on her shoulder, bloody, and deep into the bone.
But her face still didn't change much.
In front of her, there were five old students from the Wood Spirit Academy, the leader was a guy from the late stage of the Earth Extreme Realm, and the other four were all middle stage of the Earth Extreme Realm, and there were obvious scorched black marks left by the fire attack on their bodies.
And all around, there are a lot of martial artists from the three courtyards, all of whom look like they are watching the excitement and good show.
"Hand over Dan Fang and spare your life. ”
Duan Zhengyi, that is, the guy in the late stage of the Earth Polar Realm who took the lead, stared at Nangong Wu with cold eyes.
Bang.
He was answered by a puff of orange-red flames.
Cold light splashed up.
A sword slashed through it, and the flame shattered, turning into a sparkling fire, and then extinguished.
And at this time, Nangong Wu had already pounced, the pair of Qianqian jade hands were raised, the flames were intertwined, and a huge Vermilion Bird Phantom appeared from behind her.
"Suzaku four styles, Suzaku strikes. ”
Rumble.
The vast aura surged out in an instant, the flames were in the air, the heat was permeating, and the air was distorted at this moment, as if it was about to burn.
"Aoki Sword. ”
The sword light gushed out, and the ten-zhang sword qi was vertical and horizontal.
The injured Nangong Wu was unable to resist, and immediately took a few steps back, blood gushing out from the corners of her mouth, but her feet rushed again.
"Hmph, no wonder they got together with that Yang madman, they didn't cry when they didn't see the coffin. ”
Duan Zhengyi, who was carrying a long sword, had a cold face.
Swish.
As he spoke, he slashed out with another sword.
Bang.
The void shook, and the fierce sword qi roared in the sky.
This time, Nangong Wu's whole person flew out directly upside down, and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Who can save you now?"
Duan Zheng approached step by step, "Don't say whether Yang Yifan has the courage to come out, even if he comes, do you think he can still save you?" Hmph, making Sun Feng so embarrassed, it's just a sneak attack like a mouse, fighting head-on, killing him like a chicken." Let me ask again, what about Danfang?"
But Nangong Wu didn't speak at all, and stood up with his hands propped up.
"Don't say it yet?"
Duan Zheng raised his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, the long sword pulled out a sword flower, "Okay, I'll cut all your clothes to pieces with one sword, and at that time, I don't think you can say anything." ”
Swish.
Nangong Wu's eyes changed obviously, but she still didn't speak, but a look of determination appeared in those eyes.
"You'd better do it. ”
"yes. ”
In the crowd of onlookers, I don't know who shouted.
The beauty of Nangong Dance is absolutely undoubted, how can some guys not want to get involved?
"Don't say it yet?"
As soon as Duan Zheng stepped forward, the long sword in his hand was raised, and the aura flickered.
Nangong Wu took a deep breath, her spiritual power surged, and she began to desperately use the power of the blood veins in her body.
But at this moment, Duan Zhengyi's face changed suddenly, without the slightest hesitation, and with a little foot, the whole person quickly retreated.
Rumble.
In an instant, the place where he had just stood exploded, and the sky was filled with dust.
What's the situation?
The surrounding warriors were all startled by the sudden change, and their eyes hurriedly looked over.
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