Chapter 36: Broken Yang into the Lu

Lili Si learned a lot from the emperor's sarcastic and cold eyes, and his heart suddenly became cold. He slowly lowered his head, bit his plump lower lip, and said nothing. The little emperor of Northern Qi looked at her appearance, and for some reason, a burst of anger surged in his heart, and a cold voice came out from his teeth: "Is this how you repay me?"

The tone of the last three words rose. At this time, the eunuchs were all outside the small garden, and the masters from Jianlu and Northern Qi had already surrounded the room. The little emperor of Northern Qi was not worried that Fan Xian would be able to get close to him.

Lili Si raised his head and replied calmly: "Lili did not do anything sorry for Your Majesty."

The little emperor of Northern Qi's face gradually became cold and pointed at her face and said word by word: "How else do you want to be sorry to me? Do you have to kill me to be worthy?"

Before Lili could reply, he narrowed his eyes and said, "It's a pity that he's going to die soon."

Lili Si had already escaped from her previous horror when she heard this. She knew what kind of person Fan Xian was. Even though Lord Langtao brought a group of masters in Jianlu to control Fan Xian, Fan Xian knew too much...

She looked at the little emperor of Northern Qi with pity and said softly: "Your Majesty, if I were you, I would let Fan Xian go, really catch him, or want to kill him, who knows if he would do something earth-shaking before he died."

The little emperor of Northern Qi was slightly stunned and wondered what Si Lili said. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew in the small mountain garden. In the wind and sand, a black and red figure fell down like a rock in the wind. Its momentum was irresistible and it hit the little emperor's slightly thin body!

The little emperor's pupils shrank, and at this moment he could see who this figure was. He was extremely shocked. Could it be that under the joint attack of Master Lang Tao, He Daoren and the powerful men of Jianlu, he could not stop this person?

It was a sudden talk, and then he was a king after all, and he was in this crisis. He was not at all confused. He shouted violently, pulled out his sword from his waist and slashed at the figure!

With a crisp sound, swords and swords intersected, the black dagger easily broke the sword of the Northern Qi Emperor, and the figure approached the Northern Qi Emperor's embrace!

Like a gust of wind, entering the embrace of the forest, like a stone falling into the quiet lake.

It startled a pine wave and brought out layers of clear waves.

Fan Xian squirted blood on the little emperor's body, making him covered in blood. Although the black dagger easily broke the emperor's sword, this gentle touch caused him to be at the end of his strength to damage his heart veins and spew out blood.

The reason why he was able to escape from the siege of five ninth-grade masters was not because Fan Xian had the ability to communicate with the world, but because the eunuch went to the room to summon the Si Li to see a little problem.

Although he didn't know how the Northern Qi emperor guessed that someone was in the room. But there was not much time to think about it. Just after Si Lili left Shanju, he broke out fiercely and forcibly shook He Dao Ren's sinister action to avoid the coldness of the sword light of the disciples of Jianlu.

He just took the lead for half a moment, but it was the most deadly moment, because on the way to escape, he met Lang Tao. If Lang Tao was asked to attack outside the house, I was afraid that Fan Xian would not have any chance to escape.

Under the eaves, she faced Lang Tao with her palms, and Fan Xian's body flew up obliquely. Lang Tao was also stimulated by his true energy, and his legs sank and could not move for the time being.

At that time, there were two roads in front of Fan Xian, one was to go up the mountain, and the other was to go towards the thatched hut. The second road was undoubtedly even more dangerous. Yun Zhilan and Jianlu were still guarding the mountain. If they fell into such a desperate situation, even if Fan Xian had the ability to go to heaven, it would be extremely difficult to survive.

However, beyond the expectations of the Northern Qi and the Masters of Jianlu, Fan Xian turned around like a kite in the air, drew an arc, and rushed straight towards the cliff in the mountain residence. Below the cliff was Jianlu, one of the holy places of martial arts.

The reason why Fan Xian made such a risky choice was because he was unwilling to accept it. He was unwilling to take such a big risk, but he had not even seen Sigu Jian's face, and had not even met the side of the little emperor of Northern Qi!

God really favored him very much. On the way to escape, he actually ran to the small garden and saw the little emperor standing next to the mountain gate, pretending to be a young man.

Blood spilled the Emperor of Northern Qi as if he didn't have money. Fan Xian was close to his body, but he could not stop his steps at all. Because he forced himself to escape from danger, he fought with Lang Tao again on the way. It was really reached its limit. It was impossible to still want to stop at this time.

Just under Si Lili's horrified gaze, Fan Xian hugged the little emperor, like two men who committed suicide, determined and resolutely, falling down the cliff without moving forward!

A few rays of light passed by, and the masters led by Lang Tao flew past Si Lili, looking at Fan Xian with shock and rushed down the cliff with his little emperor in his desperate arms. Without thinking at all, he rushed down!

Of course Fan Xian did not commit suicide. In this world, jumping off a cliff and jumping into entertainment was the only one in Wu Zhu. Although he was injured at this time and was holding an important person in his arms, he still found a very accurate place to settle, either protruding stones or falling into a grass pit, just like a wooden man with springs installed, stepping out a thread of smoke and dust on the steep cliff, but in an instant, he landed on the flat ground below the cliff.

The fall was extremely fast and the recoil force was extremely strong. Blood oozed from the corner of Fan Xian's lips. The little emperor of Northern Qi, who was forcibly restrained by him, was even more shocked by the earthquake and his face was pale. However, even so, there was still no trace of fear in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor. He just stared at Fan Xian's eyes coldly, a little confused, and he didn't seem to expect that Fan Xian could not only escape, but also control himself.

The flat ground under the cliff is in front of the sword hut. There is a sudden change here. The disciples of the sword hut who were forcibly preventing Wang Shisanlang from entering the hut pulled out their swords and quickly formed a sword formation, surrounding Fan Xian in the middle.

Not far away, Yun Zhilan, who had been hiding in the dark and did not appear, finally walked out. His sword intent soared into the sky and stabbed Fan Xian straight.

Several gray shadows passed by the cliff. The masters led by Wolf Tao were just a moment slower than Fan Xian, then stepped down the stone and followed.

The scene suddenly fell into silence, and there was infinite tension in the silence.

Fan Xian held the Emperor of Northern Qi's pulse with one hand, held the black dagger tightly with the other hand, and looked around with vigilantly. With just a glance, he knew that the ninth-grade masters in the world, especially those from the Eastern Yi lineage of Northern Qi, had basically gathered here. Since the battle of Dadongshan, probably only today's sword hut can gather so many powerful people.

And these people’s goals are very consistent and very simple. That is to leave Fan Xian behind.

The problem is that Fan Xiandi held the hand of the Northern Qi Emperor in his hand. Although he held it very gently, everyone knew that as long as he was willing, the strange domineering true energy in his body would immediately turn into countless flesh and blood as soon as he was sent.

"Under the siege of so many masters, he can still control His Majesty. It is indeed worthy of being... Nan Qing Fan Xian."

There was a person in the field watching this scene and exclaimed softly. The speaker is the second disciple of Jianlu. At this time, everyone was in a nervous mood. Only this second senior brother who did not belong to the two sides could sigh so naturally and say what everyone wanted to say.

Although everyone in the world knows that Fan Tisi is now a top-notch strong man above the ninth rank, today, the little emperor of Northern Qi was clearly the one who controlled his traces. The Buren ambushed him, but he didn't expect that he would escape in the end, and he actually took the emperor as a hostage!

No matter how He Taoist or the master in Jianlu, even if he is not as good as Fan Xian in one-on-one situation, he can at least bring him a lot of trouble, not to mention that there is a Lord Landlang Tao who is definitely not as strong as Fan Xian. Even in this situation, he still cannot keep Fan Xian! Everyone in the field felt a little cold, thinking that Fan Xian had some adventures in the past two years, and he was so powerful.

Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, coughed twice, held the little emperor's hand tightly, looked around, and said hoarsely: "So everyone is here... can we have a good talk at this time, right?"

Jianlu is located in the suburbs of Dongyi City. The concave thatched hut stands against the mountain and covers a very wide area. The gate of the hut is under the cliff. Sigure Jian and his disciples are in seclusion, but they are deep in the hut. At this time, more than a dozen powerful people in the world, before Qi Chengjianlu, should not have alarmed the big figures deep in the hut.

Fan Xian knew that he was not strong, and a powerful wolf peach was enough to hold him back. What's more, outside the crowd, Yun Zhilan was gradually staring at him with sword intention. These two were both the most famous ninth-grade strong men.

The reason why he was able to escape from the mountain was entirely due to his childhood sensing of dangerous beasts and his strong decisiveness. As for the final capture of the Northern Qi Emperor, this was due to his luck. Of course, if he had not been beyond everyone's expectations and rushed towards the sword hut under the cliff, he would not have encountered the Northern Qi Emperor.

Therefore, all the factors of success are: strength, decisiveness, luck and... Fan Xian’s most lacking courage in the past.

However, although he had already restrained the Northern Qi Emperor at this time, the situation was still extremely dangerous. No matter who it was, he could not escape from the siege of these strong men. Success? It was too early, he had just set out.

What is on the road is covered with thorns and blood-stained flowers.

The Emperor of Northern Qi stood beside him, looking at the man beside him indifferently. In such a dangerous situation, his face remained unchanged. He couldn't help but feel a little impressed. He slowly spoke, "Fan Xian, you are so brave, you dare to offend me before Jianlu."

Fan Xian raised his wrist, wiped off the blood stains on his lips, and said self-deprecatingly: "Your Majesty wants to kill me, may I be trying to rush to death?"

He raised his head, squinted his eyes and said, "Although I don't want to do something without technical content like kidnapping, you actually found me so quickly. My luck was so bad that I caught me, so I had to be a kidnapper."

He raised his voice and smiled at the approaching people, "To be more vulgar, if you want him to survive, don't force me."

"Don't force me to get angry."

As soon as this said, everyone fell silent. Yun Zhilan slowly separated the team of everyone, bowed to Fan Xian, and said softly: "Mr. Fan, you will make me trouble with you alone, and I, Yun Zhilan, can't be admired. But even if you suppress your Majesty, this place is Jianlu after all. Do you expect me to let you go?"

At this time, Lang Tao also came forward, bowed to Fan Xian, and said, "Mr. Little Fan. I admire your courage and strength, but when these heroes gather, even if you have the ability to be invincible, you cannot come out easily. As for Your Majesty... Of course, we cannot let you take him away."

Fan Xian forced himself to swallow the blood that surged up. He raised his eyebrows and said with a fierce look: "I can't beat you. If you don't want to give in, I don't mind letting someone go on the road with me. Remember to arrange a tomb in the future, and I will also have a glorious mark in history."

When he met such a seemingly unreasonable, shameless bachelor, he was extremely insidious, but he was actually extremely insidious. No one knew that his strong man, Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan, both felt tricky. Yun Zhilan looked at Lang Tao, and seemed extremely puzzled. Why did Fan Xian's existence be discovered on the mountain residence, with your cultivation and the help of several masters, even let the other party run away, and even capture Emperor Qi as a charity?

Lang Tao felt depressed and angry. How could he have thought of this kid Fan Xian? Under the siege of everyone, he would actually fall into the trap and run into the sword hut. Who would have thought that at that time, His Majesty was watching Jian Lu in a daze!

At this time, Jianlu's side was shocked by the strength shown by Fan Xian, and he couldn't help but be eager to try it out, wanting to see where the limit of the young masters in Nanqing generation was. However, the masters in the Northern Qi side were frightened, fearing that Fan Xian would accidentally become worse or his mood suddenly became worse, hurting His Majesty the Emperor.

When the situation was deadlocked, the little emperor of Northern Qi, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke, "Fan Xian, don't scare these poor people, how dare you touch a finger?"

Fan Xian was slightly stunned and turned to look at him. He saw the little emperor looking at him with a sarcastic gaze. For some reason, he was a little angry by this gaze. He smiled sarcastically, stretched out two fingers to lift the little emperor's chin, and said contemptuously: "Little girl, her chin is quite slippery..."

The audience was in a big uproar. No one expected that Fan Xian would dare to make such a frivolous move to the king of a country, but listened to Fan Xian's next words.

"I dare not touch your finger, can I touch you two?"

"I swear in the name of the master, that if you let Your Majesty go, we will never stop you." Lang Tao suddenly took a step forward, and the wind was blowing, and the momentum was trembling, and he said coldly. With his status and this oath, he undoubtedly gave Fan Xian a great opportunity to retreat. However, Fan Xian did not want to retreat at all!

With the threat of so many masters, I don’t want to retreat, but instead want to find more benefits. Apart from Fan Xian, there is really no other person who dares to be so bold.

"If you don't stop me, where are the people in Jianlu?" Fan Xian said to Langtao.

Lang Tao glanced at Yun Zhilan. Yun Zhilan closed his eyes for a while and said softly: "The disciples of Jianlu will not stop you... However, once you walk out of Jianlu half a mile, my disciples of Jianlu will start chasing you."

Fan Xian looked at him and smiled sarcastically, turned to Langtao and said, "You heard it too, I don't want to be chased."

Lang Tao said furiously: "Then what exactly do you want to do?"

Fan Xian was silent for a while, and suddenly looked at the continuous thatched cottage not far away. His eyes gradually drooped. He glanced at Wang Shisanlang, who seemed to have been forgotten by everyone, and said calmly: "I am a little tired. I want to sit down... The agreement is reached. I will let you go. Within half a mile, you can't stop me."

Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan nodded at the same time. In fact, no matter which side they were, their hearts were burned by wildfire at this time, fearing that Fan Xian would be in any way unfavorable to His Majesty the Northern Qi Emperor.

Fan Xian slowly let go of the Northern Qi Emperor's hand. Then the little emperor did not retreat immediately, but looked at Fan Xian's eyes quietly, as if he wanted to see some secret from his eyes.

The little emperor of Northern Qi suddenly smiled helplessly and said, "You are so brave."

Fan Xian also laughed helplessly: "I really didn't expect that you can guess anything I want."

"I know you won't let me go." The little emperor of Northern Qi looked at him coldly, "I'm just curious, if you keep going like this, you're already injured and your physical strength is gradually losing your strength. How can you defend against the raids of several masters at any time?"

"Of course I can't bear to let you go, and I'm really tired." Fan Xian's face had no expression, "So I want to find a place to sit."

The two of them were not talking loudly, and the little emperor of Northern Qi knew that even if he pointed out Fan Xian's intentions in front of his ministers, it would be difficult to change all this unless he guessed what Fan Xian was going to do next.

Sit for a while? When this crisis occurs, where can Fan Xian go and not worry about being chased by these masters?

The little emperor of Northern Qi suddenly glanced at a New Year picture hanging on the wall of the hut, and his heart moved. His eyes lit up, his thin lips slightly opened, and he was about to speak.

However, Fan Xian no longer gave him a chance. He took advantage of the moment when he was scattering out. His face darkened, his left hand slit like a snake, his fingertips pinched the tiger's mouth of the Northern Qi emperor, twisted his thumb, and used small means to make his right arm hurt severely, and he could never call it out again.

Just as Fan Xian reached out his hand like lightning, Wang Shisanlang, who had been silently guarding the periphery and standing under a willow tree, slapped the willow tree with a palm, his face suddenly turned pale, and his body began to tremble violently!

Wang Shisanlang's toxins were not clear and his strength was far less than usual, but his true energy was still abundant, especially when he activated his full strength. With his usual momentum of moving forward, there was a wave of disturbance between the field in an instant!

His body trembled more and more violently. The willow under his palm was shaking more and more violently. After three breaths, a crisp sound of the willow broke from the lower part!

Wang Shisanlang shouted loudly, lifted the willow tree with both hands, using the tree as a sword, and gathered his life's cultivation in his hands, and used the most powerful one among the Four Gu Swords!

The trunk is a sword, the branches are a blade, and the leaves are a blade, sweeping across thousands of troops!

Countless muffled groans sounded in the field, and smoke and dust were shattered. I don’t know how many masters reacted in the flash, avoiding or slashing, and using their unique skills towards this willow tree that flew from the sky.

Because they knew that if they faced such a willow with momentum and strength, if they didn't do their best, they would be able to get a little bit of a blow, and they would end up with broken bones.

The circumference of Jianlu was blocked in the field and suddenly became in chaos!

However, there were two people who were not confused. Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan were not confused by the willow sweeping across the thousands of troops. The two masters stared at Fan Xian's every move coldly, and suddenly turned into two black shadows and attacked Fan Xian!

Just as Wang Shisanlang defeated Yang and beat people, Fan Xian had already adjusted his breathing and regained the Northern Qi Emperor. He groaned, lifted up his body and jumped into the air.

When Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan came behind him, Wang Shisanlang's willow tree also hit Fan Xian's body.

Fan Xian stood on tiptoe in the air, lifted up half of his body very beautifully, and gently stepped on the treetops of the willow tree with his toes.

A leaf shattered into black hair with a sound, and a branch was soft and bounced, but it seemed to have infinite rebound power, shocking Fan Xian's body turned into a stream of light, towards...

The gate of Jianlu rushed over!

Lang Tao hurriedly looked into both hands, but hesitated and grabbed Fan Xian's half piece of clothes. The scimitar tied to his wrists broke out into the air, cutting it fiercely and harshly, and it all fell into the air.

Yun Zhilan turned around in the air with a very harmonious turn, and the sword from his waist flowed out like flowing water, slashing towards Fan Xian's exposed back, but he only barely broke through Fan Xian's right shoulder and drew a blood bead.

Wang Shisanlang hugged the willow tree in the ground too long and big, and the speed of the treetops was too fast, as if he was hitting Fan Xian, it was almost past the long-standing assault of the two masters Lang Tao and Yun Zhilan!

With a crisp sound, Jianlu Caomen was shattered by Fan Xian. He grabbed the little emperor of Northern Qi and rushed over like a wind.
Chapter completed!