But strangely, the closer to the table where Zhu Like was, Fan Xian's heart became more and more calm and clear.

Walking to the table, Fan Xian stared at the Zhuli Kedi's eyes and looked at the other person very rudely, not afraid at all. The other person could kill himself with just a slight raising his hand.

Zhu Like seemed to think that the imperial envoy from Jiangnan Road was a little bold and interesting, and looked back at him with a smile.

After going downstairs, Gundam immediately re-arranged a defense. At the same time, according to Lord Tissi's order, he evacuated the neighboring citizens and ordered his subordinates to go to the Governor's Office to dispatch troops as soon as possible. Although he knew that these methods had no effect on the peerless strong man in the building, he finally talked about his entire life.

Then he went up to the top of a building near Baoyue Tower, climbed up the eaves, carefully hid his figure, watched every move in Baoyue Tower across the street, ready to bet his life in it at any time.

Gunda lay behind the Tile Beast, looking at the top of the Baoyue Tower with his eyes, unable to hear what the people inside were saying, but the content just looked at was enough to shock him.

There was no one in the building, and only Fan Xian was facing the Zhu Li Ke. One was sitting by the table and the other was standing by the table.

As for Mr. Zhou, although he was not considered a human in Fan Xian's eyes, he was also a bit annoying, so he waved his hand and signaled Mr. Zhou to go aside.

In fact, Mr. Zhou, who was already scared, was stunned and immediately left his seat obediently and squatted into the corner of the railing on one side.

A chair was vacant.

So Fan Xian raised his front and ignored him and sat down with a big sword.

At this time, he was only half a body away from Zhu Like, and he was so intimate, dangerous and terrifying.

Gundam who was watching from a distance was almost scared to death, and then Fan Xian in the building still had a slight smile.

He put away his left hand and deformed paper fan with his persistent deformed hand, slowly picked up the chopsticks that the bamboo hat-catcher slapped on the table. He inserted them back into the chopsticks. He did these three movements very carefully, slowly and carefully. After the chopsticks were inserted, he sighed happily. He clapped his hands, and seemed to have accomplished a great career.

Zhu Like did not kill himself, which shows that everything was discussed.

"I'm brave." Zhu Like looked at Fan Xian with a smile and said, "Among the younger generation, you must be the best."

The Grandmaster said: If the priest is about to go out, it will inevitably establish Fan Xian’s unbreakable position. However, Fan Xian was not relieved by the words and said with a gentle smile: “So what? You want to kill me, it’s not a matter of separation.”

Zhu Like said calmly: "What you said before is still valid. If you withdraw the Black Knight, I won't kill you."

Fan Xian raised his head suddenly, and a hint of sarcasm and a hint of contempt appeared in his eyes.

In this world, it has not appeared in the world for many years that Zhuli Ke has dared to look at the Zhuli Ke with this kind of gaze. So even though Zhuli Ke is a top figure in the world, he still feels a little angry.

"Is this what you ask?"

"A great master has actually fallen into such a field?"

"You don't want this old face anymore. Our Daqing Dynasty still wants shame."

Fan Xian suddenly opened his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, countless sarcastic words burst out, just like he was not an unfathomable master in front of him. Instead, he followed his ears and taught his subordinates a lesson in the Supervision Office.

Zhu Like was stunned. It was obvious that no one had taught him this lesson, so for a moment, he couldn't react.

Fan Xian slapped the table suddenly, stared at Zhu Like's Guqi's face, and said word by word: "Are you old and confused? This is the matter of Junshan Club, and it's all your business to kill people... Is there your filial son and grandson in the village? You rushed up like this and put a knife on my neck. I want to listen to you? Even if I really listen to you, what will happen in the future? Will your filial son and grandson not die? I'm afraid... die faster!"

Fan Xian's voice became sharp, mixed with endless contempt and ridicule, and pointed at Zhu Like's nose and cursed: "I'll ask you to be more awake. What is the year now? It's not an era where you can run rampant with a sword. Who do you think you are? You think you are a sword immortal, but you're still dead!"

Zhu Like looked at Fan Xian like a fool, and suddenly felt that he was also a fool. He was in the world and was respected by all the people. Even the king of a country looked at him and was polite. He couldn't find someone who was disrespectful to him, let alone like the beautiful young man in front of him... pointed at his nose and scolded him!

But after all, he was a great master. After all, he was a little surprised and returned to peace. Instead, he looked at Fan Xian and laughed, smiling so happily.

"No one has dared to speak to me like this for many years."

While speaking, Zhu Like's tone sank and said coldly: "I will count three times and I will not issue an order to withdraw troops. I have to kill you."

The stable hands slowly supported the table.

Fan Xian's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the hands that were supposed to be old but without any extra wrinkles.

The sword under the table was pulled by a powerful aura, and it was a roar of a dragon. As the buzzing sounded, the hilt of the sword slowly rose, and the half-sharp sword body shone brightly in the building.

"three."

Zhu Like began to count down indifferently.

Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him, and said directly: "One."

After saying this, he punched him.

This punch is mixed with his nearly twenty years of meditation and hard work in day and night, mixed with the domineering true energy in the nameless martial arts, mixed with the method of practicing the great coffin-splitting luck from the Ye family, mixed with the supreme mental method of Tianyi Dao learned from the Begonia. The energy goes freely, and it breaks through the ten thousand gates in an instant, kills and goes out of the meridians, transports it to the body of the fist, and smashes it down hard!

The fist hit the hilt of the sword!

The air between the buildings was waving without any reason, and the air outside the railing seemed to be vibrating, causing the scenery around it to deform a little.

With a shiny sound, the ordinary long sword was smashed back by Fan Xian's punch, and the dragon roar disappeared!

Mr. Zhou, who was by the railing, had already fainted by the shocking shock and fell tragically beside the railing.

Fan Xian swallowed the mouth of blood that was rushing back from his chest and abdomen, looked at Zhu Like's eyes stubbornly, and suddenly shouted: "Deng Ziyue obeyed the order!"

The shout spread out with the true energy, and instantly spread throughout the long street. Gao Da lurking across the street was startled and stood up subconsciously. Deng Ziyue, who had been guarding the street, didn't know what had happened, and responded in a trembling voice: "I'm here."

Fan Xian still stared at Zhu Like's eyes and said viciously: "The fireworks order is passed, and the black cavalry enters the park. If you encounter resistance, you will be killed without mercy!"

Kill without mercy!

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhu Like’s sigh of complex emotions sounded from the top of the quietly Baoyue Tower: “You are right. I shouldn’t have entered the world again, but the people you want to kill, the people you want to capture, and the people I care about, what about this?”

Zhu Like gently held the hilt of the sword beside the table, lifted it backwards, and chanted softly: "I lifted my sword and came out of the East Mountain..."

The sword force gradually subsides.

It is fake to say that Fan Xian is not afraid, and it is even more fake to not be nervous, but he used his strong mind to control the trembling of every muscle on his face, stared at Zhu Like's face, and said something.

"You dare not kill me."

A silence.

"Why don't I dare to kill you?"

"Because you are not the idiot Sigujian."

Fan Xianzhong held the broken fan on the table tightly again and said, "Four Grandmasters, as long as they are not the ruthless idiot Sigujian, no one dares to kill me."

Zhu Like's hand was still holding the hilt of the sword.

Fan Xian believed that as long as the other party drew out this sword, he would definitely be in a different place.

So he suppressed the fear deep in his heart and said word by word: "So I don't understand why you appear here. In my heart, you should be the Gaoxian who rides half a broken ship, sings lightly in the world, is free and at ease, and does not touch the flowing clouds."

"Not a warrior who makes such stupid moves because of the situation."

Zhu Like's eyes were strange. Fan Xian didn't know if he was dazzled, but he actually saw a hint of appreciation in the other person's eyes.
Chapter completed!