Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 127 One Sword Breaks Time, That's All?
After arriving at the place.

Fan Xian was so focused on Lin Wan'er that he didn't even want to pay attention to Prince Jing who was waiting at the door, so he casually gave the gift he was carrying to her, and walked quickly towards the mansion.

Teng Zijing, who is the bodyguard, and Fan Ruoruo, who participated in this poetry meeting together.

To put it bluntly, the two of them came with Fan Xian, so they would not be separated from Fan Xian, and the three of them entered the inner courtyard where the Poetry Club was located.

Li Changlan was strolling around the backyard for a stroll.

"Prince Jing's son, and Guo Baokun, the son of the Minister of Rites, are the prince's disciple and the second prince's friend, and they were able to set up a plan against Fan Xian at the same time, which is enough to show that these two people have never taken Fan Xian seriously. "

"Fan Xian is too brainy. He always thought that his ideas would work here as well."

"If he puts a little more emphasis on the concept of class and the importance of rights, he should be able to easily realize that it doesn't make much sense to stand in line."

Li Changlan came to a willow tree and plucked a branch out of boredom.

While slowly picking the green leaves with his hands, he walked towards the more conspicuous but quieter and more elegant wooden pavilion in the backyard.

Perhaps it was because of Li Changlan's youthful appearance and bookish appearance.

When the servants in the mansion saw Li Changlan, they regarded him as a talented scholar who came to the book fair, and no one stopped him.

but.

When he saw a familiar face at the other end of the corridor.

Li Changlan suddenly realized that it was not a good idea to go in this direction.

Inside the wooden pavilion.

The second prince looked at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian bent his upper body slightly, and supported the table in front of him with both hands.

"His Highness wants to kill me? Then His Highness might as well guess whether it was his sword that was faster, or my hand that caught you first."

After a few seconds.

A sharp long sword with a cold light came in an instant.

A strand of Fan Xian's hair scattered with the wind.

He looked down at the blade close to his neck, and swallowed uncontrollably.

"It seems that the sword is still fast."

Xie Bi'an, the second prince's personal bodyguard, sneered, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and looked at Fan Xian with a mocking face.

Who knew that Fan Xian stretched out his hand calmly and picked up the grapes from the fruit plate.

He bit off a grape, looked at Xie Bi'an in the front right, chewed a few mouthfuls, and then commented: "Sweet."

Seeing this, the second prince said flatly: "If I say a word, your life will be gone."

Fan Xian frowned and said, "Your Highness will not kill me, and you cannot kill me either."

The second prince, Li Chengze, sneered, and suddenly felt that maybe he had a wrong view of Fan Xian before. This man is talented and smart, and his personality is a little too arrogant.

"Fan Xian, at this point, you think I dare not kill you?"

Li Chengze's expression became colder, and he gave Xie Bi'an a look, wanting to teach Fan Xian a lesson.

Xie Bi'an exerted a slight force on his wrist.

Fan Xian felt the icy coldness coming from his neck, as well as the slight pain of fire.

He took a deep breath and shouted: "Sir, your students have been driven up to their necks with swords, and you just watch them being bullied?"

The second prince and Xie Bi'an were slightly startled.

"Is there anyone else nearby?"

Xie Bi'an looked at Li Changlan, who appeared in the long corridor at some point and was only seven or eight steps away from them, his eyes flickered slightly.

Li Chengze looked Li Changlan up and down.

"Go and meet this person, I'd like to see if Fan Xian will be stubborn after a while."

After saying that, Li Chengze leaned towards the seat behind him and changed into a more comfortable position, as if he was very relieved of Xie Bi'an beside him.

Xie Bi'an looked at Li Changlan who looked indifferent, showing disdain.

Holding the long sword in one hand, he walked quickly towards Li Changlan, obviously not paying attention to Li Changlan, who looked young and had a scholarly air.

Fan Xian felt a lightness on his neck and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood upright, holding his chest with both hands, not only was not worried about Li Changlan at all, but looked at the second prince triumphantly, and said, "Your Highness, it's not me who blows it, the person next to me must be stronger than you."

The second prince threw a grape into his mouth, and said calmly: "Xie Bi'an, the number one swordsman in Kyoto, nicknamed One Sword Breaks Time, is from Qing Dynasty..."

Whoosh!
Before the second prince Li Chengze could finish his sentence.

A sharp long sword came whistling.

The sword light flashed past, and more than half of the sharp blade sank into the chopping board in front of him.

The hilt at the other end of the sword was facing the Second Prince Li Chengze, and could not stop trembling violently, making a humming sound.

Fan Xian looked at the second prince, Li Chengze, and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, although this is the first time I have met Xie Bi'an and I don't know much about it, I can basically confirm that he must not have reached the ninth rank, otherwise I think he should be able to survive for a while. .”

The second prince stared at the sharp spear in front of the table, his face was extremely ugly, he couldn't believe that Xie Bi'an lost so quickly.

As the head of the Eight Generals, Xie Bi'an is a member he personally recruited, he is by no means mediocre, even if placed in the capital, he is a master who can be photographed well.

His defeat was so straightforward, it could only prove that Li Changan really had an expert hidden by his side.

Li Chengze suppressed his shock, stood up immediately, and looked behind Fan Xian.

The promenade not far away.

Li Changlan stood with his hands behind his back, and with the other hand, he tightly held Xie Bi'an's neck, lifted him into the air, and pressed him firmly against the pillars in the corridor behind him.

Xie Bi'an struggled desperately, trying to get out of Li Changlan's control, but it was useless.

He couldn't even speak, his veins were exposed, his face was pale, and he looked like he was about to die from lack of oxygen.

"Your Highness, it seems that your title of a guard who can break time with a sword is a bit exaggerated. My husband didn't even use a sword, and he defeated Xie Bi'an so easily. If you want me to say, Your Highness, you really have a bad eye for people." .”

When Fan Xian saw Xie Bi'an, who was majestic just now, he was controlled by Li Changlan in a blink of an eye, looking extremely embarrassed.

He clapped his palms lightly, his expression extremely smug.

"Fan Xian..." Li Chengze couldn't help clenching his fists when he heard that Fan Xian was clearly revengeful about Xie Bian's attack on him before, and his words were full of sarcasm.

However, he had a smile on his face.

"Your Excellency, please stop quickly! Don't hurt your temper!"

Li Changlan glanced at the second prince Li Chengze, but did not speak.

At this time.

Fan Xian walked over with unsteady strides, then stood beside Li Changlan, and turned to face Li Chengze.

"Your Highness, let me introduce you to my teacher, Li Changlan." Fan Xian said with a light smile.

"Li Changlan?"

The second prince originally didn't care about Li Changlan who entered the capital with Fan Xian, thinking that at most he was just a bodyguard or a follower.

But the scene in front of him clearly proved how wrong his judgment was.

In an instant.

Restrain Xie Bi'an, the No. [-] swordsman in Kyoto who is on the eighth rank.

Such a dauntingly powerful strength is definitely not something that the top nine masters cannot do.
Especially when he saw Li Changlan's young face that seemed to be similar to him, he was even more shocked, and immediately felt like wooing her.

"It turned out to be Mr. Li, Jiu Yang."

The second prince Li Chengze immediately put on a kind expression.

Fan Xian saw that Li Chengze's expression changed naturally, and he no longer had the coldness when he was talking to him before, so he couldn't help laughing at himself.

After a while, even the prince will treat this differently?
Fan Xian curled his lips, sighed, and was about to say a few more words to the Second Prince.

suddenly.

Fan Xian felt someone approach his lower back.

next second.

Sure enough, Fan Xian flew out, turned into a parabola and flew more than ten meters in mid-air, and finally fell heavily on the ground.

Clap!

The small wooden table that Li Chengze and Fan Xian had used before was torn apart.

Fan Xian forced himself to stand up from the ground and shook his head vigorously, only then did he feel that the roar in his ears had improved a lot.

However, he always felt that this kind of thing seemed familiar, very familiar.

"Sir, why are you kicking me?" Fan Xian frowned, while removing the sawdust hanging from his head with his hands, he looked at Li Changlan, who was supposed to be the culprit behind him.

Li Changlan said contemptuously: "It depends on how fast you catch people, or the speed of the sword."

"I told you to pretend that you were beaten in the face before you survived for three seconds. The sword reached your neck. Don't say you are my student when you go out in the future. It's too embarrassing for me."

(End of this chapter)