Lord of the Desert

Chapter 296

The food and drinks had just started to be served, and several pairs of young warriors were already calling each other for battle.

This is the most upscale fighting arena in Xijing, and among the spectators are the most outstanding noble beauties in Xijing.

Bai Taiping and Wave Breaker were both Ao Zhiji who challenged Ao Zhiji here.

"White Deer Xi, Tsing Yi Baotou, what's your name?"

Shen Tiexin's icy spring-like sound sounded.

"Red tiger mat, white robe and black lapel. What about you?"

"Okay, the first game is up to you!"

Her words were full of laziness and willfulness.

The two young men attended the ceremony and saluted.

The applause was loud and clear.

"Left and right, go get Duanxia and Feiguang."

Shen Tiexin waved his hand.

Two heavily armored warriors retrieved their swords.

In the wine case, Qi Jin guides everything.

Before long, the white-robed warrior won.

"I will give you the flying light knife."

Shen Tiexin glanced at him, rested his head on Ao Zhixian's shoulder, and casually gave away famous soldiers worth more than a hundred taels of silver.

Many warriors who racked their brains to find a way in were already trembling with excitement.

A victory in the three-day banquet is not only a step towards advancement.

If you can get the favor of the white-haired beauty above, you will be able to achieve glory and wealth, even more within your reach.

More people clamored for a fight.

If you can't win, it's nothing more than a loss.

In the vast city of Xijing, who dares to kill someone in Wuzhen Garden?
Not long after, the second battle also came to an end.

Shen Tiexin was indulging in the beauty of being tipsy, when he saw a guard leader coming quickly to report.

"Miss, the warden Zhuang is here."

Shen Tiexin was filled with wonder when he heard this.

"Why are you telling me this?"

she asked back.

"I didn't call you here."

Zhuang Liren is not in her social circle.

Generally speaking, if something like this happened to the eunuch, he should either tell the ancestors or the head of the family.

There is no reason to find a legitimate daughter who has not left the court.

"No, eldest lady, Duke Zhuang said he was here for a three-day banquet."

The guard leader said.

"We don't dare to stop him..."

Shen Tiexin frowned when he heard this.

She had already seen an old man approaching from afar in the verandah at the end of Wuzheng Garden.

He actually had a sword on him.

Shen Tiexin was about to reply when he heard movement below.

But it was the teacher who stood up, holding a wine glass in his hand.

"Jin Hai Hongfan, disturbing you all."

The noise subsided.

The name Hong Fan is very famous in Xijing.

Especially after the Liu family lost power, it became somewhat legendary.

Everyone stopped what they were doing to see who this one was going to challenge - it should be noted that Bai Taiping, who was defeated by him with a knife, was also present.

Hong Fan walked to the center and stood facing the Emei Moon.

"I entered Xijing in April last year and met my friend Zhan Yuanzi, who was also a Tiqi in the Zhangwu Academy."

He had a smile on his face, and there was tenderness in his nostalgia.

"My friend is indifferent and leisurely. He holds a sword in his left hand to kill evil and a brush in his right hand to paint."

Everyone was confused after hearing this.

But Hong Fan walked forward slowly and kept talking.

"In May, we defeated Deqianzhuang together and captured the two thieves Cao Shangfei and Barbarian Bear."

He raised his hands to several children of the He family.

"In July, Mingyue Tower, let's watch the flower tasting party together."

He looked at Jiang Wenbai and Bai Taiping.

After eating this, the former felt urgent to urinate, and the latter even had the urge to jump into the pool.

"In September, still in Mingyue Tower, we arrested Wang Mincai."

He raised his glass to Lin Yongchang.

"In December, at Doucao Street, we fight against Ao Zhiji..."

Hong Fan's smile turned cold.

"This year's Lantern Festival, my friend Zhan Yuanzi died in an assassination."

He looked around at everyone, and finally stared at Ao Zhixian.

The latter looked at him without flinching.

There was silence.

Hong Fan poured the wine in front of him.

The wine broke into pieces like beads and wetted the white marble.

"Ao Zhixian, do you dare to recognize your name?"

He asked loudly, his voice as cold as ice.

There is no idle chatter in Wuzhen Garden.

The swordsman in white on the rockery raised his eyebrows and stood up. "Hong Fan, what do you mean?"

Shen Tiexin was so angry that he slapped the case and shouted.

She had not been so angry for a long time, causing countless hearts in the room to tremble.

Many people who were attached to Pan Yan were about to take action when they saw Hong Fan pressing his sword with his hand.

"Forgive me, Miss Tiexin."

With a smile in the language.

"A certain family is so murderous that it's extremely repressed!"

Hong Fan replied.

The voice was low and strong, like fire in the ice.

As soon as these words came out, there seemed to be a heavy snowfall in Wuzheng Garden.

At this time, the seats where Hong Fan and Ao Zhixian were sitting were only five feet apart.

The sandy wind suddenly rose, dancing and swirling.

The eyes are slightly closed, and the body is like a bow.

The murderous intention of the person holding the sword is like dark clouds covering the sun and the sea boiling.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

On the other side, Yanxingjin on the rockery is also ready to go.

He is good at the True Essence Flying Knife, and Hong Fan is within his range.

Until Zhuang Liren strode over.

He stood beside Hong Fan without saying a word, just blocking Ke Qing's attack angle.

"Ok?"

Yan Xingjin had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He was forced to withdraw his troops and planned to fly in to intervene.

At this moment, Hong Fan's Dantian lifted up his energy, and his tongue burst with thunderous sounds.

"Blood for blood, heaven and earth will learn from each other!"

There was a roar of thunder.

A five-foot leap.

The dragon's roar rose into the sky, the Lingshu broken sword was unsheathed, the scarred blade cut through the blast, and kissed the enemy's neck.

In Ao Zhixian's eyes, the moment when the world fell was so long.

It lasted until she silently recited Su Peifeng's name a hundred times.

The spiritual pivot hangs flat and freezes.

The starlight in the sky reflects on the sword, just like the new rain outside Feiming City, saying goodbye to Can Xue.

The head fell, and the broken neck was resting on the sword.

There was no fear in Ao Zhixian's wide eyes, only sadness.

It was as if her heart was already dead before the sword was drawn.

The whole place was sluggish.

Then he was startled awake by the sound of Ao Zhixian's headless body falling on the long table.

Jiang Wenbai swallowed.

Bai Taiping touched his scalp.

Lin Yongchang's palms burned.

"presumptuous!"

Yan Xingjin roared, half shocked and angry.

I was shocked that someone dared to kill people in Wuzhen Garden.

He was angry that the blow just now was so fast, like a rainbow piercing the sun or a goshawk flying, but he couldn't stop it.

He came to kill Hong Fan.

Zhuang Liren also drew his sword.

A few steps forward, he stopped between the two of them again.

Yan Xingjin was forced to slow down and did not dare to move without permission.

He has been in the Shen family for many years, so he naturally knows the authenticity of Shen Zhiyin's identity.

The loss of life in Wuzhen Garden is a big deal.

But compared to attacking the chief inspector of Liangzhou's utensil production, this is a trivial matter.

The situation is deadlocked.

The audience was momentarily shocked by Hong Fan's bold behavior.

The children of the aristocratic family, including but not limited to Shen Bai, Jiang Linhe, all have their eyes firmly fixed on Hong Fan.

They may not be acquainted with this Tiqi from the border town, or may have enmity, resentment, or disdain based on their family status.

But from now on, this feat of avenging their friends and splattering blood on Wu Zhengyuan will become an unforgettable scene for them.

Click, click.

Qu Luoyi chewed the pork bones in his mouth and stood up suddenly.

The skirt of the clothes is spread out, exposing the breasts, and the bones between the ribs are arranged horizontally. She is as thin as fine iron.

“Since someone has been killed, will the garden be burned?”

He asked as he wiped the remaining wine and oil stains from his mouth.

Hong Fan shook his head.

"Then let's go?"

Qu Luoyi patted his stomach and burped.

Hong Fan nodded and tied Ao Zhixian's long hair into his belt.

He shook off the blood on the blade, returned the sword to its sheath, saluted Zhuang Liren, turned around and strode away.

Under the severed head, blood dripped out all the way.

For some reason, the hearts of countless people present were filled with excitement.

(End of this chapter)