Hearing Fan Zunyang's inquiry, "Heartbroken" smiled leisurely and said, "Brother Fan's wisdom is unparalleled, why don't you guess?" ”

Fan Zun raised his eyebrows and said: "If you talk about 'soldiers who surrender without fighting', Brother Zhuang has no ability to fight again, and he will definitely not become a target." ”

"On the other hand, Mrs. Winter has had a lot of contact with your place, and it is very likely that she has already been manipulated by your department, just like Sheng'er. Moreover, Mrs. Dong is pregnant with the Taiyin True Scripture, which just restrains Fan's skills, presumably the girl wants to make some fuss about her? ”

As soon as these words came out, Leng Siqi couldn't help but look nervous, and "Heartbroken" smiled slightly, and said noncommittally: "Maybe that's the case, maybe not, in short, this is something that Brother Fan should be worried about." As for the little girl, she was actually eager to try it and wanted to compete with Brother Fan. ”

Fan Zunyang's eyes were deep, and the long sword pointed at the "heart" and said: "The girl is interested, and Fan is happy to respond." ”

"Dead Heart" nodded, faintly saw Jin Mang in his palm, and said in a straight voice at the same time: "'Invisible Son' Yan Junlin, learn Brother Fan's high moves." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Junlin's figure disappeared abruptly, leaving only an almost imperceptible shadow lightning bolt coming, and the mysterious golden mangs brought up an extremely sharp wind, stabbing at Fan Zunyang's throat.

Fan Zunyang did not panic in the slightest, the long sword came first, and at the last moment, it just blocked the golden mang.

Suddenly, I only heard a buzzing sound from Zheng, and the Shang sound above Xuanji sounded, and the boundless killing intent immediately dispersed.

Han Biao rolled angrily, the clear light was dazzling, and the golden mangs in Yan Junlin's hands finally showed their original form, and they dared to love a shakuhachi hand hook.

The hooktail was cast into the shape of a hideous Gu beast, and the long tongue sticking out of the mouth of the beast with dense fangs as a sharp edge, and the pair of wings that were like a bulging turned into curved blades. The hook body color is dark gold, and the blade is faintly blue, and it can be known that it is highly poisonous, and its poison is bloody and seals the throat, and it is the Chinese who is killed.

Fan Zun looked at the score clearly, he already had a spectrum in his heart, and he did not allow Yan Junlin to change his moves, Xuanji in his palm had already grabbed the offensive, and brushed the two swords to chase after him and slash out.

The two swords opened and closed widely, and the retraction and release were completely natural, immediately forcing Yan Junlin to retreat.

Although Yan Junlin fell downwind, he did not mess up, just a few steps lightly and skillfully, he had already taken out of the sword qi shroud, and his elegant posture was comparable to the wind swinging willows, which was really beautiful.

Fan Zunyang was afraid that Yan Jun was possessing strange arts, and this female weapon was vicious, so he knew that he could not fight with him, so Xuanji was full of pure Yuangang, and the agitating sword wind turned into a heavy light curtain, and the sword blossom in the sky poured a scorching sun, and his brilliance was like the sun and the sun, which could drive away the gloom of the dark night.

Yan Junlin couldn't bully Fan Zunyang within three feet of his body, and he was not in a hurry to attack, the Gu God Golden Hook was guarded without leakage, every time he counterattacked through the gap, his moves were ruthless and abnormal, and the delicate body wrapped in black clothes shuttled through the shadows, just like an elf that left no trace, which made people unguardable.

Light and shadow, light and dark, intertwine into a beautiful picture. The flying sword qi set off a monstrous rage, and the wild waves were surging, but I saw a round of red sun and the sea of heaven. And at the moment of chaos in the twilight, I saw a black canopy covering the sun and riding the wind on the waves, fearless of the power of the brilliant sky, and the water hit three thousand at ease.

There is an offensive and defensive situation, there is a retreat in the form, there is a virtual and real move, there is a movement, a breath and a breath are all related to the balance of victory and defeat - the same four princes in the world, this duel is a martial arts competition, but also a scheming confrontation, as long as the slightest carelessness, it will be a catastrophe, and there will be no chance of even the slightest reversal.

The battle situation in the field was at a stalemate for a while, and Leng Siqi, who was watching from the sidelines, was in a state of flux, although he knew that the culprit who forced his father to death was in front of him, and it was the best time to take revenge at this moment, but why couldn't he mention it at all with hatred, but he was inexplicably worried about Fan Zunyang's defeat?

Since forcibly practicing the Taiyin Sutra, he has really suffered all kinds of suffering, precisely so that one day he can kill his father's enemy.

But whenever he really saw Fan Zunyang, even if he wanted to break him into pieces, he couldn't give up his heart after all, so that he repeatedly missed opportunities.

In the past, he may still be able to convince himself, after all, everything is his own speculation, and the truth has not yet been investigated.

But now that Fan Zunyang has personally admitted that there is no room for things to turn around, if he doesn't kill him, how can he face his father's spirit in heaven?

In a frontal battle under Jilei Peak, Fan Zunyang thought that he was playing with himself in the palm of his hand, completely unaware that if he wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as picking up something, but it was ridiculous that he was called "the son of no plan", but he mistakenly believed in the so-called best friend "Lanling Jun".

The defects of the body fall into the hands of people, even if the cultivation is pure, it is only a floating sand to build a tower, once it is against the dead, it will definitely fall apart.

That mad python guard head Bi Chan is proof of this, even if the dead wood magic is so arrogant, what is the use of encountering the sound of the fierce qin?

Secretly muttered, and finally settled his heart, Leng Siqi was about to step forward into battle, when he heard a person beside him snort: "I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise you will not blame a certain family for being ruthless!" ”

Leng Siqi froze when he heard this, turned his head to follow the prestige, and happened to meet Zhuang Lizhao's gaze as cold as a knife.

Full of depression, he immediately found a place to vent, Leng Siqi's pretty face sank, and he said sarcastically: "Oh? With your embarrassment, you dare to speak out and bark here? ”

Zhuang Lizhao's face sank like water, and he said categorically: "A certain family may only have one move left, but it is still easy to kill you, you have become his biggest flaw, and it is not a pity to die at all." ”

Although the voice was difficult to get rid of the hoarseness, it revealed an inexplicable deterrence, Leng Siqi couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, and her silver teeth clenched and couldn't make a sound.

Just when Leng Siqi was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard Yan Junlin giggle and said, "Brother Fan is really a reckless man, he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, do you have to take my life?" ”

Although he was laughing in his mouth, Yan Junlin's subordinates did not slow down for a minute, and they looked like they were at ease.

Fan Zunyang frowned secretly, and said with a tense face: "Each other, isn't Brother Yan also full of desire to kill Fan Mou?" ”

Yan Junlin smiled briskly and said disapprerovingly: "Brother Fan's words are wrong, my little sister always just wants to cooperate with you." ”

"As long as Brother Fan is willing to excuse his words a little, you and I will not only turn hostility into friendship, but even be able to marry Qin and Jin."

Fan Zunyang was unmoved, and still said coldly: "The Tao is not the same, and I also ask Brother Yan to save his tongue and concentrate on the battle, so as not to leave regrets in vain." ”

Yan Junlin sighed lightly: "It's not that the little sister doesn't want to fight with all her might, it's just that Brother Fan's old injuries have not healed at the moment, and new injuries have been added, which can greatly reduce it." In case the little sister misses for a while, and you die on the spot, it will be a real pity. ”

Fan Zun raised his eyebrows and shouted: "It seems that Fan Mou made Yan's 'brother' forced to 'pity the fragrance and cherish the jade', he is really ashamed of this seven-foot body, the ancients were ashamed and brave, how can Fan be willing to fall under others, please pay attention to Yan's 'brother'!" ”