Chapter 249: Ghost Conspiracy Shield Armor

"Instantly!"

It's too late, it's too soon!

Just when the Blood Fist was still two feet away from Xia Xun's hands!

Gu Fan finally saw something that made him think about it for a long time. It was an imperceptible sound of breaking wind, as subtle as a silver needle falling to the ground, wrapped in a wisp of golden light that was even more difficult for people to capture its speed, from between Xia Xun's two hands, mixed in the burst copper plates, quietly flashing! Fast to invisible, only light and shadow can be found! However, no matter how fast the golden light is, for Gu Fan, who is already close at hand, he can still capture this ray of golden light with his profound cultivation.

However, by the time he saw this ray of light, it was already too late.

Just like Mo Xian's previous moves, Xia Xun's shot at this time was also hidden invisibly and the sword was biased. Even if Gu Fan could see it at this moment, the distance between the two sides was only two zhang, and the arrow had already been shot, and in such a short distance, he had no possibility of retreating at all! He could only subconsciously push the compass forward by three points to parry. Although he didn't know what the golden light was, his subconscious told him that he had quietly fallen into an ambushed trap.

"Click..."

"Boom!"

"Ahh

There was a loud bang, a terrible scream, and a blood mist filled the sky!

There was no dodge, and there was no way to dodge, and the terrifying blood fist still smashed firmly on Xia Xun's body. It's just that the moment the fist touched Xia Xun, a dazzling green light flashed on Xia Xun's body, and it dissipated instantly. And the extremely fast golden light crossed the front of the yin and yang compass, and in the roar, a crisp tearing sound penetrated. It's as if a thin piece of rice paper has been cut by a blade, and it's extremely neat.

And immediately after, it blew up.

The huge and terrifying blood fist smashed on Xia Xun's body, and it exploded in an instant!

Several zhang of blood vaporized into thousands of waves, gradually swooping in all directions. The blood fist exploded, the blood mist bloomed in all directions, and a fierce wave of qi like a tsunami centered on Xia Xun, directly killing the Quartet! The air wave was like a wind and clouds, and the floor tiles refined by black gold and black iron also faintly showed signs of shattering. Not to mention the green vines raised by the peony sacrifice, they are like dead leaves fluttering in the wind, which are swept away by the air waves and turned into countless dust and ashes. Xiahou, who was blown away, just smashed to the ground and didn't stand up, and was blown away more than ten feet again. In the distance, the peony changed his hands with a seal, and sacrificed a turquoise qi wall around himself to block the incoming qi waves. And Mo Xian and Wuxi, who had been holding each other for a long time, both stepped on the ground with their backs at the moment when the blood fist exploded, and retreated sharply.

As for Xia Xun...

No one could see his existence clearly, only the endless blood that consumed him in an instant. The blood fist burst out, and the blood mist was heavy, thick as water, and it did not disperse for a long time. The situation inside, Mo said that those people outside Yueyang Tower who were watching the battle from dozens of miles away couldn't see it clearly, and even the few people who were close to the peony couldn't see it clearly. But at least one thing can be confirmed, Xia Xun definitely did not escape the heavy blow of this punch.

"Da... Da!"

"Ah Xun..."

Xiahou, who was knocked away, fell heavily from mid-air to the ground with a cloud of blood mist. He had obviously been injured a lot, and the previous onslaught had consumed a lot of his physical strength, so he couldn't stand up again at this time, and could only stare fiercely at the center of the blood mist with two copper bells with big eyes.

"Poof. Mo Xian took Qingfeng and picked up a sword flower, and hurriedly retreated more than ten zhang to Xiahou's side. He didn't seem to be worried about Xia Xun's safety at all, and condensed two fingers directly to the root of Xia Hou's neck. After finding that there was nothing serious, he withdrew his palm and once again held Qingfeng to the side.

Peony seemed quiet. Or rather, she's very apprehensive. After building a wall of qi blocking the qi waves, she didn't move anymore. It turns out that even if she is talented, she can't use the medical skills of saving people to become a supreme hurting skill, and the sky is full of green vines in front of Gu Fan's holy weapon blow, it looks really ridiculous and vulnerable. Therefore, she can only choose to be like Xiahou, watching the movement in the blood mist closely.

"Sha..."

The evening breeze is blowing, and the night is lonely.

Up and down the river, inside and outside the north city, thousands of people overlook, Yueyang Tower crown.

For the vast majority of the Jianghu people who came here tonight, although they didn't know the identities of Gu Fan and Wuji, they were no strangers to the four people on Xia Xun's side. After all, in the past six months, there have been countless rumors about these four people in the rivers and lakes of the Southern Regions...

The grandson of the great strategist in Beimang, the son of the big ruffian in the field, the mantle of the saint on the Tianshan Mountain, and a sword cultivation wizard who was over twenty years old and came to the apocalypse. If these four very large young men were to be put elsewhere tonight, anyone would have to treat them with three points. However, they just started knives with others on the Yueyang Tower. And the two mysterious young men who used knives with them also seem to have terrifying backers. Otherwise, who would dare to act before them?

The confusing battle situation extends to the present, in fact, many people have already smelled something hidden in the haze.

It's as if someone is deliberately arranging something.

"Click..."

"Aren't you dead?"

Yingshui, the clenched fists were tensed by the nervous emotion, although Dean Tianshu was usually very aggressive, but when it came to a critical moment, the most anxious person had to be counted as his share. Lu Suifeng stood up, walked to Dean Tianshu's side, and patted him on the shoulder with a wrinkled palm. comforted: "Don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

Such unjustified words are obviously not convincing. Dean Tianshu shook off Lu Suifeng's palm, and said angrily: "Out of the body realm hard to eat the Apocalypse Sacrificial Sacred Weapon with a blow, you actually said it's okay!?"

Lu Suifeng shook his head lightly and said, "Others may not be able to, but he definitely can." ”

"Fart!" Dean Tianshu disdained.

"Holy!"

"He wasn't hurt after being hit by a holy weapon!"

"Holy, is this really an out-of-body realm?"

"Impossible!"

“......”

Before Lu Suifeng's words fell, the Heavenly Cardinal Court just started scolding, and the audience suddenly exclaimed!

Frightened, surprised, stunned, and shocked! Everyone's eyes looked at the direction of Yueyang Tower in a stunned manner as if they were living ghosts.

Pleasant to the eye, Yueyang Tower.

The wind is strong, the green vines are broken, and the lights are bright.

"Whew, whew..."

The high-altitude gale gradually blew away the thick blood mist, and the blood mist dispersed slightly, and a straight figure gradually came into view!

The wind blew his long messy hair and clothes, making him look particularly cold and indifferent. In addition to the blood marks left at the corners of his mouth, it proves his trauma at this time. The feeling was plain, as if Gu Fan's previous ferocious blow didn't seem to bring him a trace of harm, and even...

Even his green shirt didn't tear it!

This is an unbelievable thing, just when he was killed by the bloody fist not long ago, the green shirt in front of everyone's eyes was obviously destroyed to pieces. But at this moment, the clothes on Xia Xun's body couldn't be found at all, and they were even brand new and almost spotless, let alone the so-called fragments. However, that's not the most surprising part. The most surprising thing is that on the ground four feet in front of Xia Xun's body, there is the Yin and Yang Compass that Gu Fan used before!

The compass was dull at this point. The yin and yang fish between black and white are like two dead fish that have lost their water, lying in the Tai Chi plate. And in the center of the yin-yang fish, there is a crack that is two fingers long and wide!

"Does he have a holy artifact?"

This amazing scene on the upper floor of Yueyang, whether it is the banquet guests on the big river, or the children of the rivers and lakes hidden in various places in Yueyang, they are all shocked. After all, many people in the rivers and lakes may not be able to see the battle appearance of a holy weapon in their lifetime, let alone the battle situation of a holy weapon being destroyed.

"This kid is well hidden. ”

"Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger has always been his specialty. ”

On the battleship, the Pure Yang Old Daoist led by him looked a little stunned. Not long ago, his mood was generally full of apprehension with that of Dean Tianshu not far away. But when he saw that Xia Xun was safe and sound upstairs in Yueyang, he was greatly relieved. When he saw the yin-yang compass that fell in front of Xia Xun, his heart suddenly tightened again, and there were some things he couldn't understand anymore.

"It can't be a holy artifact, of course. Otherwise, even from a distance of more than ten miles, we will surely be able to perceive the vision that it manifests when it uses the holy weapon. It's but..."The white-haired old Taoist who was standing on the right slowed down halfway through his words.

"But his clothes, don't you think it's a little strange?" Just as the Taoist in the front row whispered, a Taoist standing in the back row suddenly interjected a sentence, which immediately drew the eyes of all the old Taoists from the compass to Xia Xun's body.

"It's not that simple. ”

The former responded, and the latter answered: "Don't you think it looks familiar?"

"Yes. ”

"It's very familiar. ”

"Could it be..."

The surrounding Taoists all nodded when they heard this.

Yes, it's familiar. In fact, for the green shirt on Xia Xun's body, these Taoists and the old rivers and lakes who are old in the field are not unfamiliar, and they are even very familiar. It's just that the years have gone a long time, and Xia Xunnan has always been wearing the same standard of clothes, so many people don't remember it for a while. And now, after such a reminder from the old Taoist, a figure that has faded for more than 20 years has suddenly appeared in everyone's minds...

It was a slightly emaciated figure.

I think that back then, once upon a time, there was such a scheming young man in Yueyang City, and he was also wearing such a flowing green shirt. Standing on the mountainside of Nanping, looking through the red world, talking and laughing to point out the mountains and rivers in the world, waving his sleeves and wailing when he is happy and angry, the world's conspirators are proud to worship his door. How many years have passed, but his name has become a taboo in Datang, and no one mentions it anymore. And tonight, King Yueyang toasted him with a glass of wine. Xia Yuan unveiled a hidden twenty-year-old hand for him. The saints of the Dongzhou Dance Clan sent a will for him.

However, he was still lurking in the vast mountains of the north.

"It's the Devil's Shield!"

“......”