I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 249 Decisive Battle ()

But this worry only lasted for a moment, and was immediately replaced by the idea of ​​winning. At that time, he ignored this mortal because there was nothing worth noting about him. Now, even if there is an extra tortoise shell, it will only become a little annoying. Yanyan thought, and smiled disdainfully. The laughter was like ripples, spreading out in the empty mirror area.

"If you're done talking, rescue me."

The emotionless words cut off the laughter. Fan Yu pretended to have just discovered Qin Jian, who was surrounded by spikes and had to stand properly. He raised his hand and said to the emperor in the circle: "Oh, I forgot, Uncle Qin is still locked up. Let's go, let's go."

The green faded as he said, and then split into two groups. One group gradually retreated into the soil, and the other group moved along Qin Jian's arm and disappeared into the bright red fruit. In just one sentence, the vitality in the circle disappeared, and not even a dead branch or leaf was left. Qin Jian rubbed his sore wrist and nodded to Fan Yu. Fan Yu hugged Qin Jian's shoulders and said, "That's it? Uncle Qin, you have to thank me?"

Qin Jian actually felt guilty. In order to hide the truth from Yanyan at the Dunhuang Grottoes, he had acted ruthlessly. Now seeing Fan Yu unscathed and rescued by him, he felt warm in his heart and said for the first time, "Thank you."

"Hey Uncle Qin..."

Fan Yu's heart was also warm. He rubbed his hands and wanted to say something appropriate, but he heard Yanyan shout, "Enough!"

Then a huge monster fell from the sky. Fan Yu took a step to avoid it, but could not escape the huge shadow. The folding fan in Qin Jian's hand helped him block it. Taking advantage of this gap, he pinched the object on his fingertips and wanted to make the solid iron block above disappear, but he was not familiar with this way of fighting. The iron block above his head slowed down, shrank and enlarged, and changed its shape several times, but still fell down.

At the critical moment, Qin Jian shouted: "Jingyun Bronze Bell!"

These four words concretized the desolate picture in Fan Yu's mind. He looked up at the dark clouds pressing down on his head and stopped moving. Instead, he thought of the world's number one bell.

With a clang, the huge object fell down, and his eyes went dark, but he was unharmed. Now he was covered by the huge object, and the huge object was a bell that he had imagined.

"Uncle Qin is such a fool. How could he think of giving me a clock?"

Fan Yu smiled bitterly, then moved the object in his hand to his left hand, reached into his waist with his right hand, and when he stretched it out again, he was holding the dagger he was most familiar with, and his eyes became firm. The handle of the knife rubbed his knuckles, and the touch was extremely real, unlike the illusory fantasy just now. This was the way of attack he was best at.

Before Yanyan could launch a second attack, a loud crashing sound came from the bell. The sound was layered, like a dragon's roar, and even the ground began to shake. The numbness from her feet spread all the way up, shocking her mind for a moment.

At this moment, Fan Yu also rushed out. The bell was still roaring and circling. Fan Yu's men did not make any fancy moves. With just a thrust, a crack appeared in the field in front of Yan Yan, like the contrail of an airplane. She did not act arrogantly. She stepped back quickly, but she was not embarrassed. She was like a willow branch swaying in the wind, graceful and unrestrained. Fan Yu's aggressive momentum was silently resolved.

But there were more than two of them here. He Si's sharp thread and Xiao Jiu's wind blade arrived at the same time, and the thorns she had just used to trap Qin Jian appeared under her own feet. Yan Yan paused, but it did not hinder the movement of her hands. The pen made a sound of golden swords, and all attacks were blocked by the transparent mirror and bounced back. He Si immediately adjusted the trajectory of the silk thread, but the wind blade could not be retracted and quickly attacked Fan Yu.

"Armor me!"

Fan Yu did not stop his flying forward. As he shouted, dark metal pieces appeared around him, weaving and covering him layer by layer, and actually formed a suit of armor, tightly wrapping him. The wind blades fell on him, making ping-pong sounds, but they could not hurt him at all. Fan Yu rushed forward with the sound of wind and the blades. He was alone, but he had the momentum of thousands of troops. He still did not make any extra movements, but just held his partner tightly in his hand. The speed of his muscles moved to the extreme, and the blood flowing in his body turned into flames. In the blink of an eye, he came to Yanyan with a flat swing. Yanyan had not yet freed herself from Qin Jian's entanglement. She barely leaned back and dodged the dagger, but she could not avoid the wind of the knife. A few strands of black hair broke in the air, and then she felt a stinging pain on her face. She raised her hand and wiped it, only to find that blood had seeped out of her right cheek.

"Reckless man."

Fan Yu couldn't hear Yanyan's words, and pursued the victory desperately. When he stabbed for the third time, he suddenly saw only a white snow in front of him, and the strength in his hands was like a drop in the ocean. His body tilted and he almost fell into the abyss. Fortunately, Xiaojiu was beside him and grabbed his armor. When he looked back, He Si's silk thread was already wrapped around his waist. As soon as she stopped, Fan Yu was brought back to his own camp.

The scenery in front of him had changed. The flat land suddenly turned into a snow-capped mountain, and a snow lotus appeared at Yanyan's location. The petals were huge and had not yet opened, obviously wrapping Yanyan inside.

"I use armor and you use flower petals," Fan Yu said with a click of his tongue, "Isn't this plagiarism?"

"Plagiarizing a reckless man?" A disdainful mocking voice came from the flowers, "I hate people who plagiarize without any evidence the most. They don't respect the fruits of my labor at all."

As Yanyan spoke, the snow lotus began to spin, seemingly opening but not opening. He Si and Qin Jian didn't know what she was going to do, so they were on guard, but Fan Yu didn't. He pinched the fragment in his left hand and said, "You are just being mysterious. What alpine snow lotus? It's just a lotus flower."

As he spoke, the snow on the mountain began to melt, and in the extreme cold, the lotus flower quickly withered.

"Even the lotus, the transition from spring to summer is my favorite season, and the little lotus has just begun to show its pointed tips." Yanyan reacted quickly, and the flower quickly recovered and still held her in it.

"That's Xiao He, not you," Fan Yu deliberately misinterpreted Yan Yan's meaning, looking at the flower buds swaying in the wind in the pond and said, "I like the end of summer. After a rain, it's time to say that the weather is cool and it's a good time for autumn."

The flowers bloomed rapidly with the change of seasons, and in the space of two sentences, their petals and leaves had all withered.

"It seems like you've never really looked at flowers." Yanyan's figure emerged from the flowers. Without protection, there was no worry on her face. "The lotus flowers are at their most magnificent in late summer and early autumn, when they bloom to their fullest."

"What does she mean?" Fan Yu scratched his head and looked at Qin Jian helplessly, "Uncle Qin, what should I say next?"

“What goes up must come down.”

"okay!"

The lotus flowers that were in full bloom withered in an instant, but the petals floating on the water did not dry up. They seemed to be endowed with life and suddenly became as sharp as blades. The dew on the petals flashed with cold light and shot out in all directions.

"Isn't this just a wind blade?" Fan Yu looked at his own armor, then at the soft armor that He Si had woven around them with silk threads, and shook his head. "Ah, fighting with you cultured people is really tiring."