Thanks to the holding green banner who was with Wang Shisanlang for chatting with him, and thanks to the loyal dog in the plum garden courtyard that might die, Fan Xian was at the most dangerous moment, a moment earlier than theoretical, paused, and just stepped on the outside of several sword qi encirclements.

And his suddenness, as soon as he landed, attracted a certain one of those masters who had been in the possession for a long time, and finally couldn't control the sword intent in his palm, broke through the air, broke in the void, fell in front of him, and showed his figure.

A sword intent fell into the void, and several fierce sword intents followed, although it had not reached the realm of consummation, it was still like a poisonous snake, attacking Fan Xian's body from three directions.

Fan Xian's left temple seemed to have been pricked by a needle, his right eye blinked, feeling a little sour, and at the same time, he felt the hairs on his right arm begin to stand up one by one.

He felt the danger, since the Qin family in the valley sniped, Yan Xiaoyishen bowed and arrowed, and it was also the coldest danger recently.

The five sword intents, except for the one who slashed the plum at the beginning was slightly weaker, the other four were all first-class masters, at first it was just a calm night in the plum garden, but suddenly, Ling Lingran revealed these terrifying sword intents, faintly controlling the several directions that Fan Xian might escape.

Just as Fan Xian sighed before, Dongyi City, a strange ghost place, is really a master, and in such an ordinary dark night, there are actually four nine pins!

Such an ambush was really a little frightening, but Fan Xian still lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and felt the sword intent in the three directions around him, and did not move at all.

for the five swords did not move.

............ The sword intent was initially fierce and vigorous, and it quickly returned to Zhongzheng and peace, but in this Zhongzheng and peaceful taste, there was a decisive momentum, like a few enraged poisonous snakes, lifting their slender bodies, leaning back slightly, staring at the prey in the field, ready to give it a fatal blow.

A hissing sound gradually sounded in the air, like some invisible force, tearing apart the empty space, forming countless lines condensed with sword qi in the air, cutting the space in front of this plum garden into countless small compartments, if anyone dared to step into these compartments, they would inevitably be cut into countless blood clots by these fierce sword qi.

It seemed that it was just to prevent some people from entering Wang Shisanlang's residence, but Fan Xian didn't think so, he felt a hidden murderous aura.

And the reason why these swords have been gathering momentum and not firing is because of Fan Xian's wonderful foothold at the beginning.

This step happened to fall on the edge of the encirclement, inducing a slashing blow, and at the same time causing the sword qi formation that had been prepared for a long time to stagnate a little.

These ambushed Sword Lu Nine Rank swordsmen obviously don't know who the person is, but they can see the other party's realm level from this step, and know that if they make a rash move, they will inevitably leave a slight opportunity for the other party.

Although this loophole or chance is not big, since it was the four Nine Rank who shot at the same time, they didn't think about letting the person come back alive, because the other party couldn't be Ye Liuyun of Nanqing or the unfathomable Emperor His Majesty.

Of the five swords, one fell into silence a little weakly, and the other four remained hidden in the darkness, slowly changing angles and aiming in any direction Fan Xian might escape.

They won't move first, because the first to move must have something, and if there is something, there will be a loss, and this lost gap is exactly where Fan Xian wants to wait to take advantage of.

So Fan Xian didn't move.

However, the encirclement and killing of four nine-rank powerhouses is really a rare sight in the world, and if it is as strong as Fan Xian, he also feels a little cold. In his life, he didn't know how many masters he had fought against, but dealing with four Nine Pins at the same time was something he had never thought about, no matter how arrogant he was, he didn't dare to expect that he could defeat four Nine Pins at the same time.

Although among these four nine products, there are no top nine products such as Yun Zhilan, Wolf Peach, and Begonia Blossom.

Fan Xian's eyes stared at the broken plum branch in front of his feet, his eyes drooped slightly, and he seemed to be calm, but in fact, he had been very uncomfortable by the pervasive sword qi in the field and the ubiquitous pressure, and the whole person's jīng spirit had been pressed to the critical point of rebound or collapse, and his body began to slowly sweat outward.

Countless cold sweats slid down his back, but the sweat on his forehead slid down the angle of his body towards the bridge of his eyebrows and nose.

A drop of sweat sinked into his eyes, a little astringent, a little prickly, making him blink.

And the few strong men around them still didn't move, because they knew that the master who was surrounded by them couldn't support it, and they were about to move first.

............ Just after Fan Xian took that step, he knew that he had already obtained a chance to get out, but he didn't know how Wang Shisanlang was in the courtyard, so he stopped, didn't take any risks, and forcibly broke through backwards.

But he didn't expect that the master who was ambushed outside the Meipu Courtyard was so powerful, and there were so many disciples of the Sword Lu that Yun Zhilan could move, so he hid in the suffering.

When that drop of sweat entered his eyes, he gave up the idea of entering the mezzanine, closed his eyes, let out a clear whistle, and the turbidity in his body spit out, and the two Zhou Tian ran wildly, and with the most pure domineering true qi in his body, he slammed backwards!

In the dark night, the dust was heavy, and with a bang, Fan Xian disappeared without a trace, turning into a wind and rushing towards the rear.

If today's assassins were anyone, they would not be able to react under Fan Xian's extremely domineering True Qi speed, and they could only watch him leave in a rage.

However, today's assassins are all nine grades, the nine grades of heaven killing.

So when Fan Xian closed his eyes, a sword qi had already come from the right sky, and the tip of the sword shone with a cold glow, piercing his weak eyes.

Fan Xian exhaled a breath and spit on the sword qi, the sword qi shook slightly, without pause, stabbed downward, pierced his fragile throat, the sword momentum went but did not go, and it was the jīng marrow sword intent of the sword!

Fan Xian's body shook violently, turning into a puff of smoke, and with his strong speed, he forcibly escaped the damage of this sword intent, but almost at the same time, an ordinary jīng steel sword appeared in his retreating route!

Because Fan Xian retreated quickly, this sword master couldn't stop his figure at all, but the sword can! This ordinary jīng steel sword came out of his hand, and flew just right under the thunderous figure, cutting horizontally at Fan Xian's left calf.

............ Fan Xian's speed can't be reduced, once his speed slows down in the slightest, he will be surrounded by these four nine-rank powerhouses, and he will no longer be able to get a chance to break through in singles.

However, the swordsmanship of the disciples of Dongyi City Sword House was really wonderful, in such a high-speed battle situation, the sword that came out of his hand could still be so accurate, so ruthlessly cut his calf, it looked like Fan Xian was very stupid to hit the opponent's sword body with his calf.

Fan Xian didn't slow down, and he couldn't slow down, to everyone's surprise, his body forcibly twisted in mid-air, but the angle of twisting was too small to affect anything at all. In a flash of lightning, his calf slammed into the sharp sword!

When there was a crisp sound, no one could describe the feelings they felt when they saw this scene, because Fan Xian's legs were ...... Not broken!

On the contrary, it was the unpredictable sword that blocked the way, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and fell to the ground in a depraved manner, rolling and unstoppable.

And Fan Xian's calf was hit hard, and his whole body rolled in the air, replaced by facing the darkness of the plum garden head-on, the only gap that escaped hidden in the darkness.

On the square of the gap was an old plum tree, with no flowers on it, just old branches, unfolded, twisted and trembling.

And Fan Xian slammed into the old plum tree as fast as he could, as long as he rushed through this gap, he could safely enter the darkness.

However, after all, he still underestimated the means of the strong man of the Sword Mansion, two of the four nine-rank swords had been released, and the other two swords had already quietly killed Fan Xian's retreat, and came to Lao Mei, in the dark.

Fan Xian, who crashed into the old plum tree at high speed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were cold, looking at the two Tsing Yi people behind the tree, and the sword in the hands of the two Tsing Yi people who slowly stabbed at the trunk of the old plum tree.

Slowly stabbing is just an illusion of time, and in such a high-speed process, it is extremely difficult for human power to reverse the situation.

Those two swords seemed to be moving forward, stabbing into the air behind the old plum tree extremely stupidly, but Fan Xian knew that these two swords were extremely powerful, and they accurately found that point.

The point where the tip of the sword met Fan Xian's body.

With Fan Xian's domineering technique at this time, the trajectory after forcibly increasing the speed and slamming into the old plum tree without moving forward, he will definitely have the most intimate contact with the tips of these two swords.

I thought about it for a long time, but in fact, it was just a moment when I rode a white horse across the alley.

The trunk of the hard old plum tree lay in front of Fan Xian's body, and when it came into contact, it became soft, like a steel bar turned into a soft finger.

Fan Xian's castration crashed into the old plum tree, and the old plum tree pressed forward by his body, getting closer and closer to the tips of the two swords that seemed to have found the empty door of the plum garden.

No one could change this qiē, and the next moment Fan Xian should be stabbed in the chest by these two wonderful swords.

However the old plum tree changed this qiē.

The trunk of the plum tree was slowly deformed, and the bark behind it had been shattered by the two sword intent invasions that were close at hand, but it ...... It was not broken, it was not broken, and it still blocked Fan Xian's body behind him, as if he didn't want Fan Xian to be hurt in any way!

The eyes of the two Sword Lu Tsing Yi disciples suddenly lit up, as if they had seen a scene that they had never seen in their lives.

The plum tree bent to the point where the wood could bend, but it still didn't break.

Obviously, Fan Xian's domineering castration is so wild, why hasn't this plum been broken yet?

The tip of the sword lightly touched the torso of the old plum tree, and there were two soft pops, and the sword intent went up the wood, piercing Fan Xian's heart.

However, Fan Xian's domineering momentum at this time has long since ceased to exist, and the whole person is like a leaf, attached to the plum tree, and it seems that he himself is a part of this old plum tree!

The plum tree magically bounced back, driving Fan Xian, who was like a leaf, to bounce back, just avoiding the two swords that had been brewed for a long time by the disciples of the Sword Lu Tsing Yi!

There were countless crackling sounds, and the old plum turned into a sky full of broken wood under the killing of the two green steel swords.

And Fan Xian was already in the sky of broken wood, in the direction where he came, he flew back extremely violently, turned into a gray dragon, and swept the sword master behind him like lightning, who was completely unprepared, and slammed into the wooden door of the courtyard and rushed into the house.

The two Tsing Yi Sword House masters behind the fragment of the old plum tree glanced at each other, a strange light flashed in their calm eyes, they knew who was coming, and in addition to the faint excitement, they couldn't help but have a strong feeling of admiration.

At the beginning, the domineering was like a wild thunder, a touch of Lao Mei, a sight of the hidden sword, but as soft as a breeze, gently brushing the trunk, returning with the trend, the two swords of the sword were avoided at the top, and the momentum of the rebound was borrowed, and in an instant, the breeze became a violent hurricane, to everyone's surprise, and crashed back into the courtyard where Wang Shisanlang lived.

The strong man of the Sword Lu who was in ambush, everyone thought that Fan Xian wanted to escape, no one thought that the retreat that he had been accumulating for a long time was actually an ambush for the last break into the courtyard, no one thought that in the face of the ambush of the four Jianlu Nine Rank powerhouses, Fan Xian actually had the courage not to retreat.

In such a short period of time, such a complicated calculation was made, even the old plum on the way back, and the possible response of the masters of the Sword House, Fan Xian's simple retreat and advance did not know how much life and death experience and determination were contained against the enemy.

And what surprised and admired the masters of the sword house the most was that Fan Xian turned around freely, sending and receiving his true qi at will, if Fan Xian did not have such a miraculous ability, when he came into contact with Lao Mei, he would break through the plum tree and fall into the assassination of the two swords that had been gathering momentum for a long time.

In this world, there has never been a person who has been able to practice two completely different qualities at the same time, but each is the top True Qi method in each other's scope, let alone someone like Fan Xian, who can switch between the domineering technique and the natural method so naturally, so easily.

That's why the two Tsing Yi masters looked at each other, looking at the fear and admiration in each other's eyes. In this world, only that little Fan Master has practiced the domineering true recipe of Emperor Qing's lineage and the natural method of Northern Qi Tianyi at the same time.

The masters on the side of Dongyi City, of course, had been studying this information for a long time, but even they didn't expect that Fan Xian would be able to perform these two true qi methods at the same time in an instant, thus surprising all the strong people, and finding a gap at the pinnacle.

There are two people in this world, and there is only one freak like Fan Xian.

............ Fan Xian crashed into the courtyard, rushed into the back room, and then saw Wang Shisanlang sitting cross-legged on the bed, his face was yellow, and his eyes were sunken and godless. It was obvious that Wang Shisanlang was poisoned, I don't know why, seeing this scene, Fan Xian's heart was very angry.

Like a gust of wind, he rushed to the side of the bed, and with a flick of his right finger stabbed at the woman beside Wang Shisanlang, who was holding a sword to his throat.

Fan Xian rushed in too quickly, the woman obviously didn't expect that her five uncles would go out at the same time, and instead of killing the enemy, she let the other party rush into the inner courtyard, her face was full of shock and puzzlement, and she couldn't react at all.

However, at this moment, a trace of pain flashed in Wang Shisanlang's eyes.

Fan Xian's face did not change, but his heart was slightly darkened, his knuckles shrank, and the strong wind of one finger deviated a little, hitting the left chest of the female disciple of the Sword Mansion.

The female disciple snorted, collapsed on the bed, and fell into a coma.

At this time, there was no time to say anything, and there were four Jiupin powerhouses of the Sword House outside who were chasing and killing. Fan Xian didn't ask Wang Shisanlang why he was poisoned, but just silently picked him up and stomped on the bed on his toes.

With a bang, the carved wooden bed collapsed, and Fan Xian's figure rushed towards the outside of the mezzanine courtyard in the direction he came!

The four Jiupin Sword Lu powerhouses, seeing Fan Xian enter the mezzanine courtyard, were afraid of admiration and anger in their hearts, and immediately calculated that the other party would definitely take the little junior brother and directly break through the wall behind the mezzanine courtyard. They didn't expect that Fan Xian would stupidly carry Wang Shisanlang on his back and rush out from the direction of the gate again!

At this time, the three ninth-grade powerhouses and the eighth-rank disciple had already flown up like big birds, chasing in the direction of the courtyard, hoping to intercept Fan Xian's way in the shortest possible time.

However, when they were in mid-air, they were extremely shocked to find that Fan Xian staggered past them on the ground and rushed towards the plum garden.

The Tsing Yi swordsman with extremely strong swordsmanship was shocked when he saw this, and he made a big move, relying on his extremely clever cultivation to forcibly reverse in the night sky, kicking the bright moon in the sky, and the whole person drew an arc in the air, stabbing Fan Xian's back, but he was afraid that Fan Xian was carrying Wang Shisanlang on his back, so the tip of the sword pointed to the back of Fan Xian's head.

Kicking the moon and stabbing in the air, this sword is not chic and casual!

Outside the main gate of the courtyard, there was another swordsman in Tsing Yi, holding a sword in both hands, his face was extremely cautious, his elbows were slightly bent, and he stabbed Fan Xian's face with the momentum of a straight sword.

It was still these two Tsing Yi swordsmen, and it was still Fan Xian, but at this time, it became two Tsing Yi swordsmen who attacked Fan Xian one after the other.

Fan Xian lowered his head and rushed forward, as if he didn't care about the kicking Yue Yi sword that was stabbing the back of his head, and stared at the Tsing Yi swordsman at the door with his eyes upward, as if he wanted to stab the other party to death with his gaze.

At this moment, a strange change occurred.

Fan Xian's footsteps hit the ground like a hammer, and with every step, smoke and dust rose up, and it only took a moment of effort, and the smoke filled the front of the plum garden in the courtyard, enveloping his figure and the body of the swordsman in green clothes in front of the door.

The Tsing Yi swordsman who flew in the air behind him suddenly found that Fan Xian's body had become a little shadowy, but his mind was not confused at all, and he still flew the sword to stab him, but suddenly he felt that his left eye jumped very strangely, and he seemed to feel some kind of extremely frightened taste.

There is an extra shadow in the moonlight, is it your own shadow?

............ Fan Xian rushed into the smoke, the dagger of Hei Sè was already in his hand, and the sword light was scattered. The Tsing Yi swordsman sword in the smoke was also in his hand, and the sword light was scattered. They didn't care about each other, and exerted each other's sword intent to the extreme. A touch of panic suddenly flashed in the eyes of the swordsman in Tsing Yi, and a deep bloody wound was cut on the empty door under his left armpit.

And a shadow floated in the sky, another swordsman in green clothes screamed, forcibly withdrew the momentum of kicking the moon, and cut the horizontal sword, but it was completely cut in the void, and then he felt a cold in his left chest, and his true qi was suddenly discharged, and he fell to the ground in severe pain!

............ The smoke cleared, and the four Jiupin disciples of the Sword House met in front of the plum garden, two of them were injured, and the two of them stood stunned, looking at the empty flat ground in front of the courtyard, and they didn't know how to speak for a long time.

No one thought that the two most proud nine-rank swordsmen in the sword house would actually be injured by the opponent's sword in one move. They believed that even if Senior Brother Yun Zhilan personally took action, or that the junior brother had not been poisoned, it would be impossible to hurt himself with just one sword.

"What's going on?" a Sword Lu Jiupin looked at the third senior brother and the fourth senior brother who were sitting on the ground with a shocked face.

Those two swordsmen in Tsing Yi are the third senior brother and the fourth senior brother who have the deepest cultivation in the sword house, there are a total of thirteen disciples in the sword house, but there are twelve nine ranks, among which the third senior brother and the fourth senior brother are the best among them, they can't believe the scene they see.

The left armpit of the three disciples of Jianlu was cut by Fan Xian's black dagger, and it was not a big problem, but his mind was scattered, so Fan Xian walked out lightly with Thirteen Lang on his back. The four disciples were more seriously injured, and were stabbed into the chest alive by a sword, but fortunately they did not stab the heart, but the blood flowed everywhere, and it looked very terrifying.

The two swordsmen in Tsing Yi glanced at each other again, and at this time, their eyes were no longer admiration for Fan Xian's strength, but real fear.

"Smoke is toxic. ”

They still have a big secret that they haven't said, the Southern Dynasty Xiao Fan is a poison everyone, Dongyi City knows it well, even if Fan Xian borrowed the poison before, it is a wonderful skill, but the three disciples of the Sword Lu will not be defeated by the other party in one move. And the four disciples of the Sword Lu who kicked the moon and stabbed and faintly realized the sword jīnghua, although he was suddenly attacked by the assassin who was hidden in the shadow of the gate of the courtyard, he would not be injured like this.

The two swordsmen in Tsing Yi slowly lowered their heads, digesting the shock in their hearts, knowing that this matter was too big and they had to report it to Master Venerable. The previous defeat with one move was not completely defeated in strength, but in the shock brought to them by that sword and that shadow!

Fan Xian of the Southern Dynasty actually knew where the empty gate of the Sigu Sword was located! The assassin who was hidden in the darkness actually used the most authentic Sigu Sword, and the sword intent was even more fierce and blood-devouring!