Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 632 Gu God Golden Hook
Hearing Fan Zunyang's questioning, "Sanxin" smiled leisurely and said: "Brother Fan is unparalleled in wisdom, why don't you make a guess?"

Fan Zun raised his eyebrows and said: "If you talk about 'surrender without fighting', brother Zhuang has no ability to fight anymore, so he probably won't be the target."

"On the other hand, Mrs. Dong has a lot of contact with your place, and it is very likely that she has been tampered with by your place like Sheng'er. Moreover, Mrs. Dong has the unique knowledge of the Taiyin scriptures, which just happens to restrain Fan's skill. Have you written something about her?"

As soon as these words came out, Leng Siqi couldn't help but tense her expression, while "Death" smiled slightly, and said noncommittally: "Maybe so, maybe not, anyway, this is something that Brother Fan should worry about. As for the little girl, she has already I am eager to try, I want to compete with Brother Fan."

Fan Zunyang stared deeply, pointed his long sword at "Sanxin" and said: "Since the girl is interested, Fan is willing to accept her order."

"Sanxin" nodded, and saw a golden glow in his palm, and said in a serious voice, "'Invisible son' Yan Junlin, please teach Brother Fan's brilliant move."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Junlin's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only an almost imperceptible shadow approaching, and the mysterious golden light brought a sharp and fierce wind, stabbing towards Fan Zunyang's throat.

Fan Zunyang didn't panic in the slightest, the long sword came after the strike first, just in time to block the life-threatening Jinmang.

All of a sudden, there was a buzzing sound of clang, and the Shang sound above Xuanji was played, and the boundless killing intent immediately spread.

Han Biao curled up in anger, clear and bright, the golden glow in Yan Junlin's hand finally showed its original shape, it was a shakuhachi gauntlet.

The hook tail was cast into the appearance of a ferocious Gu beast, with a long tongue protruding from the mouth of the beast covered with fangs as a sharp point, and a pair of bulging wings turned into curved blades.The whole body of the hook is dark gold in color, and there is a faint blue light on the sharp edge. It is obvious that it is poisonous, and the poison sees blood sealing the throat.

Fan Zunyang was able to see clearly that he already had a plan in his mind, and he did not allow Yan Junlin to turn back and change his tactics. Xuanji had already seized the offensive in his palm, and slashed out with two swords in pursuit.

The two swords opened wide and closed, and the retraction and release were natural, and immediately forced Yan Junlin to retreat.

Although Yan Junlin was at a disadvantage, he didn't lose his footing. With just a few quick steps, he had escaped from the envelopment of the sword energy. His elegant posture was comparable to a willow swinging in the wind, and it was extremely graceful.

Fan Zunyang feared that Yan Junlin possessed strange powers, and this female weapon was vicious, so he knew that he could not fight it in close combat, so the Xuanji was full of pure Yuangang, and the wind of the sword turned into a heavy curtain of light, and the sword splendor poured into the sky. The air is bright and bright, like the sun and the light, which can drive away the haze of the dark night.

Yan Junlin could not bully Fan Zunyang within three feet of his body, so he was not in a hurry to attack. The Gu God's golden hook was guarded tightly, and every time he counterattacked, his moves were extremely fierce. The delicate body wrapped in black shuttled through the shadows, just like An elf that goes and stays without a trace is hard to guard against.

Light and shadow, light and darkness, interweave into a beautiful scroll.Flying sword energy set off monstrous waves of fury, and amidst the surging waves, a red sun opened up the sky and divided the sea.And in the chaotic moment when the day and night are not yet clear, I saw a black canopy covering the sun, riding the waves and riding the wind, without fear of the brilliant heavenly power, freely hitting three thousand in the water.

Potential has offensive and defensive, form has advance and retreat, moves have false and true, like there is movement, breath and breath are all related to the balance of victory and defeat—the same as the four princes of the world, this duel is definitely a battle of martial arts, but also a confrontation of scheming, As long as there is a little carelessness, the catastrophe will be lost, and there will be no chance of turning things around.

The battle in the arena was stalemate for a while, and Leng Siqi, who was on the sidelines, was feeling ups and downs. Although she knew that the culprit who killed her father was right in front of her eyes, and now was the best time to take revenge, why was she so full of hatred that she couldn't bring it up? On the contrary, he felt inexplicably uneasy, always worrying about Fan Zunyang's defeat?

Ever since I forcibly practiced the Taiyin scriptures, I have really suffered all kinds of hardships, just to be able to kill my father and enemies one day.

But every time he really saw Fan Zunyang, even though he wished to smash him into pieces on the surface, he couldn't bear it on the inside, so that he repeatedly missed good opportunities.

In the past, I might be able to convince myself that after all, everything was my own speculation, and the truth has not yet been investigated.

But now Fan Zunyang has personally admitted that there is no room for change, if he is not killed, how will he face the spirit of his late father?
In the face-to-face battle at Jilei Peak, Fan Zunyang thought that he was playing with himself in the palm of his hand, and he didn't know that if he wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as picking something out of a pocket. It's ridiculous that he called him "the son of no plan" and believed in the so-called "best friend" Lord Lanling".

The flaws in the skill and body fall into the hands of human beings. No matter how pure the cultivation base is, it is just a tower built on floating sand.

The head of the mad python guard, Bi Chan, is a clear proof, even if the dead wood magic is so brutal, what's the use when it comes to the most powerful piano sound?
With a sigh to herself, she finally settled down in her heart. Leng Siqi was about to stand up and go into battle when she heard a person beside her snort, "I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise don't blame a certain family for being ruthless!"

Leng Siqi froze when she heard the words, and turned her head to follow the reputation, just in time to meet Zhuang Lizhao's piercing gaze.

Filled with depression, she immediately found a place to vent her anger. Leng Siqi's pretty face sank, and she said sarcastically, "Oh? With your embarrassment, how dare you speak up and bark here?"

Zhuang Lizhao's face sank like water, and he said decisively: "A certain family may only have one move left, but it is still easy to kill you. You have become his biggest weakness, and death is not a pity."

Although the voice was hard to get rid of hoarse, it revealed an inexplicable threat, Leng Siqi couldn't help feeling a chill in her heart, her silver teeth clenched tightly and she couldn't make a sound.

When Leng Siqi was in a dilemma, Yan Junlin suddenly heard giggling and said, "Brother Fan is really a Lu man, he doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade at all, do you have to take my life?"

Although he was teasing, Yan Junlin's subordinates were not slow at all, and looked quite at ease.

Fan Zunyang frowned secretly, and said with a tense face: "Brother Yan, isn't Brother Yan also full of heart to kill Fan Mou?"

Yan Junlin smiled briskly, and said disapprovingly: "Brother Fan's words are wrong, my little sister always only wants to cooperate with you."

"As long as Brother Fan is willing to lie a little bit, not only will our two families turn our rivalry into friendship, but we can even form a friendship between Qin and Jin."

Fan Zunyang was unmoved, and still said sternly: "If the way is different, don't conspire with each other. Please save your tongue and concentrate on fighting, so as not to leave any regrets."

Yan Junlin sighed softly: "It's not that the younger sister doesn't want to fight with all her strength, but Brother Fan's old wounds are still unhealed and new wounds have been added, which has greatly reduced his ability. If the younger sister misses for a while and kills you on the spot, then It’s really a pity.”

Fan Zun raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, and shouted solemnly: "It seems that Fan Mou forced Brother Yan to "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade". He is really ashamed of this seven-foot body. The ancients said that he was brave when he was ashamed. If you fall into the trap, brother Yan, please be careful!"

(End of this chapter)