Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Prisoner Under the Steps
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Jiangnan, in the ancient town of Vientiane, three figures kept shuttling in the ancient town, He Yifan's injuries healed greatly, and he didn't know what kind of medicine the old man in the black robe gave him, it was so magical, He Yifan's injuries were healed in just a few days;
"That boy, we've been here yesterday, aren't you taking the old man in circles here?" The old man, who had wrapped himself in a black cloak, shouted at the man in the green shirt who walked in front;
"Old man, you have also learned the formation in this ancient town, how can you think that I am going around in circles for no reason?" He Yifan replied undeniably;
A few people turned around in the ancient town for seven or eight days, at first, He Yifan took Chu Hanxuan and the old man in black robe to find a formation gate, and successfully entered the fourth time, but in the past few days, he has also advanced to the fifth layer no matter what;
Seeing that not far away, the Vientiane Ancient Pagoda was getting bigger and bigger, but it couldn't be approached, and the old man in the black robe became more and more impatient;
He Yifan is also anxious in his heart, it has been more than ten days since he arrived in this ancient town, how much does the capital know about the changes in Jiangnan, whether Wen Sicheng is prepared, he must get out quickly and tell Wen Sicheng about Jiangnan;
However, the martial arts of this old man beside him are unfathomable, not to mention that there is Chu Hanxuan by his side, if he forcibly makes a move, he will never be able to get any cheapness;
At this time, He Yifan and the black-robed old man had passed through the formation gate for the third time, He Yifan once again pressed the urge to rush in, with the old man's skills, He Yifan was not sure to get rid of his pursuit in a short time;
As soon as the three of them made a mistake with the formation gate, He Yifan counted the time, and in a few days, the array gate here would disappear;
In this way, the three of them walked around the ancient town for a long time, and the black-robed old man's eyes became angry, and suddenly the black-robed old man suddenly became difficult, stretched out his hand and grabbed Chu Hanxuan;
He Yifan was on guard against the black-robed old man all the way, and suddenly felt the energy behind him, and without looking back, the Soul Breaking Knife slashed away at the black-robed old man;
Since that day and night in the rain, He Yifan in the realm of martial arts is not what it used to be, today, seriously injured Da Yu for the first time to do his best, the soul breaking knife slashed out the earth-shattering might, but instead of going straight to the black-robed old man, but blocked the black-robed old man's forward route;
The figure of the black-robed old man in the march was stunned, He Yifan was unforgiving, and the black-robed old man attacked and killed one after another;
For a time, the golden knife in the ancient town was prosperous, and the long knife in He Yifan's hand turned into thousands of phantoms, each knife was out of the back, but it was attacked first;
A burst of surprise flashed in the eyes of the black-robed old man, it was not once or twice that he had fought with this kid, he had cut off an arm that day, although it was caught off guard, but it also had the intention of confusing Xiao Lianyue;
But today's fight, the old man in the black robe obviously felt that the knife technique of this kid in front of him was very different from the past, and it seemed that he could always perceive his own course of action and block it, and then the long knife was domineering and awe-inspiring, and a momentum of self-sacrifice came out;
Seeing this, the old man in the black robe also made three points heavier, and his hands turned into eagle claws, attacking and killing He Yifan;
After several staggering, the two stood separately, He Yifan held a long knife and said coldly: "Your Excellency shot behind your back, it must be too inferior!"
"He boy, you figure it out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoYou two are now my prisoners, if you dare to take me around again, don't blame me for being ruthless. "There were hoarse voices from under the black robe;
"Hmph! It's a big deal to fight a fish to die and break the net, I want to see how many catties and taels there are in the shadow of the Yanyu Building?" He Yifan was also not to be outdone, and he was about to lift the long knife when he spoke;
Chu Hanxuan, who was beside He Yifan, was afraid that something would happen to He Yifan, so he immediately stopped him and said to the black-robed old man: "Old man, we have already said that the formation of this Vientiane Pavilion is unpredictable, and the deeper it goes, the more difficult it will be to find, why don't you believe it?"
"! The formation of the Vientiane Gate has always been inseparable from the gossip of the Nine Palaces, and the formation in this ancient town was only necessary to confuse foreign enemies back then, and it would not be activated if it was not an emergency; if there is really a disaster to destroy the door, and the Vientiane Gate will block it with all its might, do you think you can get here with you?" The black-robed old man said disdainfully to He Yifan and Chu Hanxuan;
He Yifan and Chu Hanxuan, who heard the words, were stunned, this black-robed old man seemed to know more than himself;
But now, He Yifan did easily come to the fourth layer of the ancient town, and as long as he didn't do anything lightly along the way, he really didn't see any danger coming;
He Yifan couldn't help but have a strong interest in the identity of the black-robed old man in front of him, so he asked, "Who are you?"
When the old man in the black robe heard this, he knew that he had said too much, so he suddenly smiled helplessly and said to himself: "Who am I?
As if thinking of some sad past, the old man in the black robe let out an extremely sad laugh; after the laughter, the old man in the black robe slowly took off the hat covering his head, and a disgusting face appeared in front of He Yifan and Chu Hanxuan;
It was almost indescribable, the face was full of scars, one scar slanted through the whole face from top to bottom, his left eye was completely separated, and the eyelid turned outward;
Chu Hanxuan looked at it, and her stomach turned over for a while, and she couldn't help but vomit out; seeing Chu Hanxuan like this, the old man in black robe laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha! What's the matter?"
Seeing this, He Yifan immediately protected Chu Hanxuan behind him, and heard the black-robed old man say: "He boy, to tell you the truth, I am also from this Vientiane Gate, and I came back this time just to get something, if you honestly take me in, how about I let you go?"
"If you are the old man of Vientiane Gate, how can you be willing to be the dog of Yanyu Building?"
He Yifan's words seemed to stimulate the black-robed old man, and after he heard He Yifan's words, his eyes flashed with an uncertain brilliance;
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~" As he spoke, the black-robed old man slammed his hand with anger and slammed his palm on the wall of his figure, and in an instant, a crack two fingers wide appeared on the solid wall in Vientiane Ancient Town;
"The old man doesn't need to lie to you, as for why I'm in the Yanyu Building, you don't have to ask, if you are playing tricks with the old man, I will kill the girl next to you first!"
He Yifan understood what he meant, and he also knew that the devil's emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse;
But He Yifan couldn't figure it out, since this black-robed old man knew the people of Vientiane Gate, why didn't he know how to crack the formation on top of this Vientiane Ancient Town?
He Yifan's mind was quickly thinking about how to deal with it, thinking about how to get out of the predicament in front of him, and the old man in the black robe didn't say a word since he took the cloak again, but stood there quietly, signaling He Yifan to continue moving forward;
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