Chapter Forty-Seven: The Siege of the Martial Saint (Part I)
"What about the Martial Saints? We have two talented peak Martial Emperor Demon Beasts on our side, and their ability to resist blows is definitely not comparable to these Martial Saints. Dabu Tianyi said softly, with confidence in his voice.
"Haha, if you are really a hero, you are a young man! Seeing the two of you, my love for talent is great, I wonder if the two of you are willing to join my Fan Wuyao's disciple? If so, I will definitely keep the two of them safe today. ”
The person who was called the fifth brother by Qin Wuya stepped in the void, like a glimpse of light, and just like that, he was dressed in a cyan robe, free and elegant.
"Fan Wuyao, who became famous a hundred years ago, once when he was a teenager, in order to avenge his family, he slaughtered hundreds of people from the prefect's family, creating a tragedy that caused a sensation in Dachu that year, and then he was alone in the Central Plains for a hundred years, and his reputation spread far and wide, and now he has disappeared in the eyes of the world for nearly a hundred years, and he does not know whether he is dead or alive. I didn't expect to meet again here. Fan Wuyao, you are all the predecessors of the Central Plains martial arts, why do you want to be the eagle dog of the Monroe people?"
Dabu's voice was soft, but it didn't contain any emotion.
Fan Wuyao shook his head and laughed: "I can't think of it, although I am not in the rivers and lakes, there are still my legends in the rivers and lakes, you are not a simple female doll, hurry up and worship under my door, you know, I have only one apprentice so far, I don't think I met two of them today, it's really gratifying!"
"I already have a teacher under him, and I will definitely not change the court, and the predecessors are here today for the life of the water pavilion, which shows that we must have irreconcilable contradictions between each other, therefore, the seniors still don't talk useless nonsense, just do it directly, we have both waited for a long time. ”
"It's really heroic enough, young hero!" Fan Wuyao said with regret: "I really can't bear to do it, such two good seedlings, if they are injured in my hands, I will be depressed for the rest of my life." ”
Fan Wuyao shook his head and sighed, as if it was really a pity.
"This person looks cheerful and bright, but in fact he is extremely hypocritical, and often does some things that stab him in the back. Shui Xie's ears suddenly came the whisper of Dabu Tianyi.
"Rest assured. The water pavilion cast a reassuring look at Dabu Tianyi.
"The two of you are really a little affectionate, you are still in this vein at the moment of life and death, which really touches the old man!"
Another voice came from the far sky, and the voice contained a mockery.
"Fan Lao Wu, what are you talking nonsense here, you have so much effort, you won't have killed them long ago!" The voice was wild and uninhibited, and it was full of strong disdain for the two of them.
A streamer of light came from far and near, and a cold man in black pierced through the clouds and appeared in front of the water pavilion and Dabu Tianyi.
The man in black was carrying a long sword, standing proudly, his body was fierce and ruthless, and the whole person was like a sword that had not yet been unsheathed!
At this time, the water pavilion seemed to have an illusion, if this man in black pulled out the long sword behind him, he would definitely have the powerful power to destroy the world!
If the long sword comes out, the sky and the earth will be discolored!
"Ling Feng Sword Emperor Jian Bozan?" Seeing the momentum of the man in black, even Dabu Tianyi was a little moved.
"Hmph, now the old man should be called Ling Feng Sword Saint!"
Shui Xie has also seen the wild history of this Ling Feng Sword Emperor Jian Bozan in the house of Uncle Long and Aunt Feng, this person has been immersed in the way of the sword all his life, and has lived for hundreds of years, he has always been a person who never leaves the sword, the sword does not leave the body, his swordsmanship is extremely powerful, domineering, and superb, when he was young, he dared to go up the mountain alone to challenge the sword book pavilion master, one of the seven holy places, although he was defeated, but it was only a few tricks to lose!
That battle was also a battle in which Jian Bozan really established his status in the rivers and lakes.
Now, Jian Bozan has also disappeared for hundreds of years, but he didn't expect that his strength has broken through the Martial Emperor and reached the realm of the Martial Saint!
It's just that these famous people a hundred years ago, for their own sake today, they all appeared one after another, thinking of this, the water pavilion actually had a faint sense of self-satisfaction: "The face of this son is really big enough, the two super masters are here, I don't know who else is behind?"
"Jian Bozan, I also see that these two young people have a bright future, if they can worship under you and me and carefully train, maybe they may not be worse than the eldest few apprentices in the future!
"The old man is just here to kill people today, not to accept apprentices, besides, if you want to stand out in front of the boss, you can only think about it, the old man is not that interested at all. Jian Bozan snorted coldly, and didn't give Fan Wu any face at all.
"If you don't do it, the old man will do it first!" Jian Bozan finished speaking, and directly volleyed a finger into the air, and a sharp sword light shot out from his fingertips, instantly slashing a distance of several zhang, and bursting towards the water pavilion!
Say do it, do it, don't hesitate!
In the face of such a strong attack, the water pavilion did not change its color, took a step forward, and also stretched out its fingers, and a circle of white light with its fingers as the center of the circle, constantly shot out, and then the circle continued to enlarge, actually forming a Xuanjing shield!
said that it was too late, and at this moment, Jian Bozan's fierce sword light that had condensed to the extreme also shot in front of the shield, and the sound of swishing sounded, and the incomparably hard Xuanjing was pierced in front of Jian Bozan's sword light, like paper paste, in an instant!
The white light on the fingers of the water pavilion was still shooting out, still forming a Xuanjing shield in front of his body, and finally, after Jian Bozan's sword light penetrated through the eighteen Xuanjing shields, it finally reached the end of the strong crossbow, and exploded.
At this time, Shuixie's body stumbled and almost slipped on Lin Huo's back.
Just now, in order to attack Jian Bozan under the crotch, he has really spent all his strength!
The strength of a martial saint-level powerhouse is really incomparable, and it looks like an understatement of blow, but it can have such a powerful power!
Feeling the power of the Martial Saint powerhouse up close, the water pavilion couldn't help but change color slightly.
"Isn't my behavior with Dabu Tianyi a little too arrogant? Shui Xie said in his heart.
Holding the Qiankun Iron Fan in his left hand, he felt the huge waterfall torrent surging out of the iron fan, pouring into his limbs and hundreds of remains, and suddenly the Water Pavilion returned to its peak strength, and the weakness that had desperately blocked Jian Bozan's blow had disappeared!
The Qiankun Iron Fan can instantly amplify the internal force by a hundred times, since it can become a cultivation accelerator, it can also become a holy weapon to restore internal force!
Jian Bozan saw that Shui Xie tried his best to block his blow, and his eyes were slightly cold.
You must know that although this blow seems to be an understatement, it already contains eighty percent of Jian Bozan's strength, and it is full of his killing heart for the Water Pavilion!
This move is a move that Jian Bozan has only realized after decades of hard research - Ling Feng Sword Finger!
After Ling Feng's sword finger cultivation was completed, Jian Bozan had never missed a move under this move!
Jian Bozan didn't succeed in a blow, stood in place and didn't continue to shoot, staring at the water pavilion, his face changed several times, and it was uncertain.
"Jian Laosi, you are an impatient, you haven't changed at all for hundreds of years. Fan Wuyao shook his head, sighed, and said, "I'll accompany you to make a move!" I'll deal with that female doll, and you will deal with that kid who doesn't open his eyes." ”
"Toast and don't eat and drink, you feel better today!" Fan Wuyao changed his hearty image and became a little cloudy.