Chapter 10 The Strike of Reality and Fiction

"Who gave you the idea to drag me into the water?"

Xie Qianyi's eyes flickered, he opened his mouth, and he couldn't speak. With Shen Boyan's identity, how dare she admit this crime.

Shen Boyan seemed to have already understood it, and he didn't ask questions, but only smiled and said: "You vassals of the outer gate are vassals of the Yuanhui Gate, not from any person or mountain. If you want to learn to form a party, wait until you enter the inner door. The current 'Flower God Temple' also dares to intervene in the competition between the disciples of the personal lineage?"

This is a serious matter, and Xie Qianyi's face suddenly turned pale.

Shen Boyan ignored her anymore, put away the water mirror, turned around and left. After opening the door, he suddenly stopped and said, "Since you brought Linxi to entertain me, I will accept that person unceremoniously." ”

Xie Qianyi's mind was a mess at the moment, how could she still say half a word, and when she looked up again, Shen Boyan had already disappeared.

In the hall on the ground floor, the Taichu hammer had completely collapsed the sturdy sandalwood table, and some cracks had been made in the wooden floor. Someone had already seen a mess in the spot, and a sledgehammer that looked abrupt in a pile of wood chips.

Outside, the wreckage of the "Pinjinfang" has sunk more than half of the water, but most of the people have moved to safety, and the rest should be able to escape soon.

The confrontation on the other side continued, and the disciples and servants of the Tu family did not realize that Tu Yuyong was also in crisis. In their minds, there was no time when Yan Kaiting did not cause trouble, and although it was rare for people from outside the city to come to the door, it was not completely absent.

And after Tu Yuyong's messenger was intercepted, he didn't expect those people below to solve the predicament. "Blood Spear" can be regarded as a strong man at the level of his ancestors regardless of age or cultivation, looking at the entire Jade Capital City, except for a few masters in the four major families, everyone else can only be sent to death.

Tu Yuyong's judgment of the situation in front of him is different from his sister who was carried away by his lover.

As the core disciple of the first family in Yujing City, although he is a natural opponent with other top families in the same city, in comparison, he has no good impression of outsiders like "Blood Spear" who put on a face of forcibly suppressing local forces, and can even be said to be hostile. This is also why the sudden change has occurred, and Tu Yuyong's first reaction will be to join forces with Yan Kaiting.

In addition to the advantages of one and the other, there is also mutual prosperity and common prosperity in the same city. And if the external imperial guard is scattered, it will only be taken advantage of by outsiders. Unfortunately, many people don't understand this truth. Tu Yuyong only hopes that his sister hasn't done too many foolish things.

Tan Xiangying didn't take Tu Yuyong in his eyes at all, what he thought was that all the scenes that should be done were done, and he should arrest people and leave quickly, so as not to attract the interference of the real powerhouses in Yujing City. It's not that it can't be fought, but it's in the plan, and now is not the time for a full-scale war.

Tan Xiang Ying looked at Yan Kaiting with fierce eyes, "Junior, take out your immortal soldiers!"

Yan Kaiting's eyes were full of mockery and stretched out his hand, his palm spread upward, and a purple electric light appeared out of thin air, cruising vividly between the palms of his hands, like a small fish in a clear stream.

But there is no natal weapon.

Tan Xiang Ying was about to get angry, but suddenly felt something, and turned his head to look in the direction of "Yilan Zhou".

And at this moment, a slight light flashed on the surface of the Taichu hammer lying in the sawdust, and it traveled along the mysterious lines on the hammer's head, and the millimeters became thicker and brighter. At the beginning of Thailand, it was like a dusty pearl being wiped away layer by layer, and finally revealed its elegance.

In the surprised eyes of more and more people, Tai Chu flew up faster than lightning, turned into a streamer, pierced through several layers of ceilings of the "Yilan Boat", crossed dozens of zhang of water, and threw it into the hands of Yan Kaiting.

Tan Xiangying's face was so gloomy at this moment that he wanted to drip water. At this time, he couldn't see that the original interlocking scripts had made a big flaw during the performance.

Yan Kaiting said slowly: "Oh, I just remembered that I forgot about it on the 'Yilan Boat' just now." As he spoke, his slender and powerful fingers tightened and grasped the purple lightning of Tai Chu.

Tan Xiang Ying smiled cruelly: "Okay, boy, I think a lot of thoughts, but it's a pity that it's just a useless struggle before dying." Before the words fell, the heavy steel spear stabbed out like a mountain.

A spear broke through the air, and the "whining" sound in the air was even sharper and more intimidating than when talking about Xiang Ying's previous demonstration, and the shallower skill could not help but tremble in the ears.

Yan Kaiting was directly in front of the spear attack route, especially feeling the earth-shattering majesty, and the strength was pressing head-on, as if a mountain peak was falling, and the surrounding air seemed to be drained, giving people a strange feeling of being still.

Under the difference in cultivation of the Great Realm, it is almost impossible to shake it head-on, and in a situation like the one in front of you, it is almost impossible to even move and transfer and unload your strength.

Tu Yuyong's brows jumped, and without waiting for him to make any moves, the two men and a woman who came with Tan Xiang Ying suddenly exchanged places with each other, turning into a horn-like strange position. happened to echo in pairs, blocking the way of Tu Yuyong, Tu Yurong and Li Hudong in the corner.

The two men and one woman did not make a move, but just stood straight and expressionless. However, there was a strong feeling that if someone took a step beyond the thunder pool, they would immediately attract a fierce attack.

At this moment, Yan Kaiting was still standing in place, and the purple electricity on the hammer head of Tai Chu in his hand was swallowed and spent, one after another, clearly extinguished, and endless. Some were free, still wrapped around his arms upward.

Looking at his stance, he was actually planning to block? Could it be that he knew that he was in the range of the faint heavy steel spear, and there was nowhere to escape, so he made a desperate bet?

Tan Xiang Ying sneered in his heart, he had also heard that Yan Kaiting was born with divine power, and his talent was suitable, and he was very well combined with the characteristics of Taichu Hammer, and he usually took the path of opening and closing, fighting and fighting. However, this set will not work at all in front of him, the difference in strength of a large realm, which can be offset by simple and crude brute force.

At this time, Yan Kaiting moved, and the range of his movements was not large, so that when he looked over, he saw that his body was vibrating at high speed in a very small range, and there were so many double visions that the vision of the people watching was blurred.

In this extremely fast movement, the Taichu Hammer, which almost pierced the floor of the "Yilan Boat" with its own weight, was as light as a feather in Yan Kaiting's hands, and followed him closely, pulling out the ghost that could not be counted.

It's still "a hundred generations"!

The flow of time is the rule of the world, and it is not affected by anything in heaven and earth. The same is true of this supernatural ability, even under the suppression of the scope of a real powerhouse, it still acts as before.

Tan Xiangying's chest was already full of anger at this time, a little guy who should have been caught in his hands, but there was still room for resistance? He stabbed out with a spear, and his strength was not old, and he could continue to increase his strength, so he raised his strength again and again, and it was pulled up to ninety!

The tinkling, continuous metal clashes, just like the rainy season in Yangzhou during the rainy season, are so dark that it seems that there will never be a sunny day, and the listener's heart is heavy and painful.

I don't know how many times the Taichu hammer and the heavy steel spear collided with each other at the moment of contact.

Tan Xiang should have been alert at the time of the second impact, and the feeling of a real and a false feeling came from the spear.

It's really nothing, no matter how powerful Rao Shiyan Kaiting is, he can't cross the gap of the big realm. But the void was extremely sad, the last moment it was surging with incomparable power, the next moment it disappeared without a trace, the spearhead was empty, and there was no place to focus.

Although it is not impossible to accept the conversation, it is really uncomfortable to be so light and heavy.

The two heavy soldiers parted, almost deafening, and the dark and gloomy tapping finally stopped. Yan opened the court and talked about the two of them a few feet away and stood facing each other.

Tan Xiangying was unharmed except for a depressed expression. Yan Kaiting was so pale that there was no trace of blood, his lips were pursed tightly, and his dark eyes were like a dull abyss, and he was very obviously down. In fact, with the gap between the two of them, it was beyond everyone's expectations that he could still stand intact.

Tan Xiangying didn't intend to give Yan Kaiting any more time to breathe, the spear drew an arc, and the spearhead was bloody, red and weird.

At this moment, a long whistle sounded, coming extremely fast.

It was still on the shore in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it was a stone's throw away. With this comes the majestic sword intent that the autumn rain is densely woven with!