Volume 1 The Rise of the Tianwu Continent Chapter 210 Eight Seats
There is a dead tree in this lonely courtyard, there is a bookcase under the tree, there are a few pieces of rice paper on the case, Bu Lingyan stands in front of the table and goes down the clouds and water, falling like clouds and smoke, watching its strength without losing, the posture is not boasting, the traces of the flowing water and clouds, its color, its shape, its shade and dampness, its intermittent tossing and turning, the thickness and thickness of the dew are endless, and the weather is thousands. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā
Although there was no trace of energy fluctuation on her body, she fell on the paper and walked, and there was a charm of heaven and earth hidden in it, as if it was not a sword but a sword, as if she was not writing words, but the world and the world!
There was a branch and leaf on the dead tree in the courtyard that fell with the wind, and slowly descended and gently surrounded her for a long time, until she finished writing the last word, and then slowly fell on the bluestone slab.
"Miss, let's have a cup of tea. Xiao Yi came to Bu Lingyan's side and poured her a cup of hot tea.
Bu Lingyan smiled at her and nodded, and then looked at the words on the rice paper again, "Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I can't forget it." Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”
"Miss, is this missing him again?"
"It would be nice if I could not think about it. ”
And at this moment, in the Star Picking Tower of Thundering Academy, Yang Fan stood in front of a man in black wearing a mask, and this man was the eighteenth in the Star Picking List!
Yang Fan couldn't help frowning when he looked at the man in front of him who was at the beginning of the Triple Heaven Realm of Perception Realm, not because of his realm, but because of the kind of aura that emanated from his body.
That kind of aura Yang Fan is very familiar with, because it is very similar to Nangong Shaojin, and the person in front of him is a master who is good at assassination!
I saw that the figure of the eight seats was in a trance, and suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment, two cold lights suddenly appeared in the void, and they came to Yang Fan's chest in an instant!
With a soft sound of "Qiang", the sword of the past was lifted from the bottom to the top, blocking the cold light that stabbed him, and then slashed out with a sword, and the sword turned into countless sword lights, as if the giant wings of the Vermilion Bird were struggling to fan into the void in front of Yang Fan!
When Hachiza reappeared, he already had two slender daggers in his hands, and the shape was not so much a dagger as two steel needles!
Suddenly, the temperature here dropped by more than ten degrees, and at this moment, the two daggers like steel needles of the eight seats were slowly covered with a thin layer of ice, and under the sunlight that penetrated through the window, they emitted colorful light.
And the next moment, the colorful light turned into a rainbow and broke through the sky, and appeared behind Yang Fan in an instant, which made Yang Fan shudder, only to realize that the original colorful light was so cold, and the cool air that came seemed to be like the wind and snow that suddenly poured into the collar in the cold winter!
At the moment when the dagger thrust, Yang Fan had already jumped up, turned over in the air and kicked out at Bazai's back, this kick was like a tiger descending from the mountain!
But when the kick containing powerful power hit the back of the eight seats, it passed through the body, only hitting his afterimage, and the two colorful edges also flew around Yang Fan again, and the speed became faster and faster, just like a colorful ball of light shrouded Yang Fan in it! "One Sword, Fearless!"
After a sword roar, the huge light curtain shrouded Yang Fan in it, and the colorful light in the sky bombarded the light curtain frantically, like a torrential rain pouring on the surface of the lake, stirring up thousands of splashes, and the potholes and potholes that the light curtain hit seemed to be broken in the next moment!
Yang Fan was also shocked in his heart, and hurriedly transported his strength to stab out with a sword, and the light curtain instantly shattered into a starlight in the sky, surrounding Yang Fan, following the sword and stabbing at the eight that had just stood firm and had not rushed out!
With a burst of cold air suddenly rising, a thick wall of ice suddenly condensed in front of the eight seats, blocking the front of the sword of the past life, but it failed to block the sword that broke through the air, only to hear a "click" sound, the pitch-black sword body broke through the ice, and stabbed the throat of the eight seats!
Eight figures were shocked, obviously not expecting this sword to pierce his own ice wall, and the powerful power of the Triple Heaven of the Perception Realm suddenly erupted from his body, pouring into his arms, instantly increasing his speed to the peak.
The dagger in both hands quickly crossed in front of him, colliding with the sword of the dead, and with a loud "bang", the body of the eight seats actually rose from the ground and flew out more than ten meters upside down!
"Good!"
This word seemed to have a piercing coolness when it floated out of the mouth of the eight seats, and then his figure disappeared in place again, and the next moment the tower began to float up the ice chips in the sky, reflecting the sunlight like a dream, and then those ice chips were slowly condensing, forming a mirror made of ice, scattered in all directions in this space!
When the sunlight was projected on those ice mirrors, it was constantly refracted and shuttled back and forth between the ice mirrors, making this place suddenly become a world of light and shadow!
This brilliant light made Yang Fan unable to open his eyes for a while, and at the moment when he raised a hand to block it in front of him, eight suddenly appeared behind him, and at this moment, the two daggers had turned into two ice picks, one left and one right with an icy cold wind, and thrust towards Yang Fan's two ribs!
Although his eyes couldn't see it for the time being, Yang Fan's perception of Ye Suifeng reached its peak state in an instant, after sensing the ice pick that stabbed him, Yang Fan's body leaned forward suddenly, and the two ice picks stabbed into the clothes on his back with a sound, and the cold cold air swept across the skin on Yang Fan's back, making his blood that had just oozing out instantly become red ice crystals!
Yang Fan endured the pain in his heart, turned around sharply and quickly slashed out a sword light behind him, but this sword was just an afterimage that slashed into the eight seats, at this moment Yang Fan simply closed his eyes directly, and completely relied on his strong perception to catch the movement trajectory of the eight seats!
In this way, one person closed his eyes, and the other person was hidden in this brilliant world, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for dozens of rounds.
Suddenly, Yang Fan's divine sense locked on the whereabouts of the eight seats, and a sword sound sounded, and the power of the sword spirit suddenly exploded, and Yang Fan immediately stepped out, and the sword suddenly drew a red light in the air.
"One sword, kill!"
The straight red line broke into the brilliant world like this, and then quickly spread towards the body of Hachiza!
But just as the red line was about to cut into the body of the eight seats, the eight seats actually jumped forward and got into the ice mirror in front of them!
Just heard a soft "click", and the ice mirror was cut in half in an instant, but the figure of the eight was already gone!/p> Just when Yang Fan was shocked in his heart, the eight that had just disappeared suddenly rushed out of an ice mirror behind Yang Fan, and the ice pick in his hand pierced into Yang Fan's left arm with a "poof"!
Yang Fan raised his sword and slashed again, and when the sword light flew in, the eight seats disappeared into the ice mirror again!
At this time, the countless ice mirrors in this heaven and earth seemed to have turned into countless eight, although they were not clones, but his figure did not know when and where he would suddenly appear, and then launch a ruthless assassination of Yang Fan again and again!
At this time, the effect of Yang Fanye's perception with the wind was also minimized, although he could capture the figure of the eight after coming out of the ice mirror, but he couldn't perceive where he would appear, it may sound like there was only a trace of time difference, but it was this trace of time difference, in a battle of such a level, it would be fatal!
Since there was no way, then Yang Fan simply used the stupidest method, he suddenly used his strength, and kept waving the sword of the afterlife, and the pitch-black sword qi flew up and down here, frantically blasting towards the surrounding ice mirrors!
But soon Yang Fan found that the effect of this was really not great, because those ice mirrors that had been shattered by the sword qi would condense again, and as they continued to break and reorganize, their strength became higher and higher, and these ordinary sword qi slowly could not break them again!
Although during this period, Bazao did not make a move on Yang Fan, but was trying his best to repair the ice mirror in the sky, but in the end, Yang Fan still failed to break the ice mirror enchantment!
Now that Yang Fan has stopped, then Bazao has made a move!
The elusive figure shuttled between the world again, and the wounds on Yang Fan's body were also more and more, as time passed, his body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of blood-colored ice clothing, which looked a little scary from afar!
Yang Fan knew that if he wanted to defeat the other party, he had to break this Ice Mirror Barrier of his first, but how should he break it? Yang Fan struggled to resist the attack of the Eight Seats on him, and at the same time let his mood continue to calm down, carefully experiencing the energy changes in this space.
At this moment, looking at the space in this tower, a smile suddenly appeared on Yang Fan's face, and he began to retreat continuously, until he retreated to the edge of the hall, and then Yang Fan deliberately leaked a flaw behind him after a slash!
Although Yang Fan didn't know where the Eight Towers would appear in the specific direction, he knew that he would definitely appear behind him, so his plan would be achieved!
When the eight seats disappeared again, Yang Fan suddenly took a step forward, and then suddenly poured the power in his body into the sword of the dead, and the "One Sword Kill" appeared again, but this time Yang Fan waved the red line and drew a semicircle in the air!
That red line instantly split the Ice Mirror space in this hall in two, cutting the part behind him out of the entire space!
"One Sword, Sky Soaring!"
Then Yang Fan quickly turned around, and a sword volley stabbed out in the air, and from the pitch-black long sword, thousands of sword qi suddenly erupted, and a huge Vermilion Bird Phantom composed of sword qi was formed in that air!
The Vermilion Bird flapped its wings in the air, and the huge wings were instantly pierced, and most of the ice mirrors in the small part of the Ice Mirror Enchantment that were cut out!
And at this time, the figure of Hachiza was also forced out of the ice mirror, and when he kept lowering the Vermilion Bird Giant Wing, there were only a dozen or so ice mirrors scattered for him to shuttle.
(End of chapter)