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Chapter 296: Yingfeng Gorge, 'Magician' Pang Ban!
"Stop them. No one else except Li Ruohai is allowed to leave this place!"

After saying these words, the figure of the man in white flew out like a white cloud, his figure fluttering as if he was riding the wind out of thin air.

"Wait a minute..."

When Fang Yeyu saw this scene, he instinctively wanted to stop him.

But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly seemed to notice something terrifying, and subconsciously stepped back.

The distance between the two sides is only ten feet, but the distance of ten feet separates them like a natural chasm.

Because there seemed to be a terrifying force hidden inside, the breeze picked up a fallen leaf and fell into the space between them. The leaf suddenly disappeared before it even hit the ground.

Within this empty ten feet, there seemed to be tens of millions of sharp swords, tens of millions of sharp knives, and they were controlled by tens of millions of invisible hands.

Even if a small soybean falls in, it will be chopped into tens of millions of pieces and become a fine powder that is invisible to the naked eye.

The expressions of Fang Yeyu and the white-haired and red-faced couple couldn't help but change, because they had realized how terrifying that power was. Anyone who acted rashly would have to pay an unimaginable price!
And they all know the price, that is their lives!

After understanding the terrifying opponent in front of him, Fang Yeyu suddenly commanded: "Fire the signal rocket."

This was a secret code between their master and disciple. It was originally used to deal with the "evil spirit" Li Ruohai, but unexpectedly it was forced to be used on a mysterious person today.

……

In the woods outside Windward Gorge, two people stood there.

One of them was wearing black and the other was wearing white. They were tall and thin. They looked very young at first glance, but upon closer inspection they looked very old. Their cold faces made people shudder.

The figure of the man in white had floated outside the woods, and his eyes had caught the two figures standing not far away.

"Second Servant Black and White!"

After seeing their appearance and clothing clearly, the man in white revealed their identity in one word. It turned out that they were the two servants who had been following "Magic Master" Pang Ban.

Pang Ban has been a powerful figure in the world for more than sixty years, and has countless masters under his command, but the most famous ones are these two black and white servants!
Of course, this is not because the two of them have the most unpredictable martial arts, but because they have always followed Pang Ban and never strayed far away. As long as they see the two of them, it means that Pang Ban must be nearby.

Such as today.

This time Pang Ban appeared in Yingfeng Gorge because of Li Ruohai.

Just because Pang Ban had said it earlier, if Li Ruohai could break through the trap set by his disciple Fang Yeyu, then Pang Ban would give Li Ruohai a fair chance to fight.

Since he was going to fight with others, Pang Ban naturally didn't want others to disturb him!
Therefore, both the black and white servants, the white-haired beauty and Fang Yeyu all left the Yingfeng Gorge in advance. However, unexpectedly, before Li Ruohai showed up along the way, someone else intervened.

As Pang Ban's servants, the black and white servants naturally stopped this uninvited guest.

But seeing the two people firmly blocking the front, the figure in white still did not slow down at all, but floated straight towards them like white clouds.

Just now.

The black and white servants each let out two completely opposite roars, high and low, and suddenly attacked with all their strength.

Their movements were strange.

The black servant's right hand shot out, just in time to meet the white servant's left palm.

"Pong!"

An extremely powerful and strange swirling force swirled around the hands of the two of them, and spread like a wave to every inch of space in the forest in an instant.

The two of them separated with one click of their left and right palms. The figures of the two servants, black and white, accelerated rapidly. They used their left and right wings to attack the figure floating straight towards him. They formed knives with their hands and thrust them into his left and right sides.

This combined attack technique is extremely powerful. First, it uses strange internal energy to stir up a whirlpool and roll it towards the enemy, and then follows up with thunderous blows from left and right, which is truly unparalleled in power.

"Go away!"

However, the man in white just sighed quietly, and the next moment he saw his figure like a white cloud crashing directly into the combined attack of the two. It was supposed to be a death fate for a moth to die in the fire, but unexpectedly a new change occurred.

A ripple seemed to rise out of thin air in front of the man in white, as if his body was covered with a soft protective barrier.

The sound of the cyclonic wind generated by the black and white servants dissipated and stopped as if it was shattered by light.

Spots of light like heavy rain, blooming like flowers.

But as the light spot faded, the black and white servants flew backwards. Their clothes were full of holes, their faces lost their earlier calmness, and the remaining traces of shock were faintly visible.

The two men groaned at the same time, blood sprayed out, and their bodies involuntarily separated to both sides in the air.

The figure of the man in white has passed through it, like a white cloud suddenly floating out of the woods.

"Pfft!"

After the black and white servants landed on the ground, red blood spurted out from their mouths in unison. Their eyes could not help but look frightened. Apparently they did not expect that the martial arts skills of the newcomers were so high!
The two black and white servants joined forces, but they couldn't even stop each other's moves!

At this moment, they finally understood why the other party was able to pass through the traps set by Fang Yeyu alone and reach outside the Windward Gorge.

……

There are white clouds in the sky.

The official road on the ground is lined with whirling trees, with green leaves interspersed with red leaves and half-dead yellow leaves. There is a thick layer of dead leaves under the trees, filling the atmosphere of late autumn.

And on the official road, a man in white was walking here with his hands behind his back, as if the clouds were calm and the wind was light.

Suddenly, the man in white's eyes lit up. At this moment, he seemed to sense something, and he soon stopped.

Because just at the entrance of Yingfeng Gorge in the distance, a figure has stopped there. He stands proudly in the middle of the road, like a mountain that no one can cross.

This figure looks like he is only about thirty years old. He is dressed in rich clothes and has an almost sinister appearance. What is particularly impressive is that his skin is crystal clear and shining with a dazzling luster, and his long, shiny black hair is very impressive. Her hair is parted in the middle and hangs down on her shoulders, which are much broader than ordinary people. The bridge of his nose is straight and upright, and his eyes are full of energy, like lightning, hiding an almost evil charm. One look at him will make him unforgettable for the rest of his life. Combined with Youruo Yuan's outstanding physical ability and majesty, it makes people's heart palpitate.

For such a person, it is natural that he is the only one in the world!

As for this strange man in gorgeous clothes, looking at the figure in white that appeared in front of him, there was a hint of complexity in his eyes, as if there were countless emotions hidden in them.

The man in white who stopped on the spot did not dodge his eyes, and his eyes met with the strange man in gorgeous clothes from a distance.

The two just looked at each other and seemed to understand all the thoughts and ideas between them in an instant.

The man in rich clothes smiled slightly and said with surprise in his words: "God has given me Pang Ban an infinite surprise today. Li Ruohai hasn't arrived yet, but I am so lucky to meet such a master like you!"

With the man in Chinese clothes' current spiritual cultivation, he had noticed the man in white from the moment he appeared in Lanxi Town.

The man in white said calmly: "The reason why life is interesting is that although we lose many things, we also gain many things. There are moments of joy and joy, and there are also days of despair.

But in my opinion, the joy of life lies in the unknown.

You think you have seen everything in the world, but there will always be someone who brings you endless surprises at the next moment.

Such as now. "

The strange man in gorgeous clothes said: "Not bad!"

The man in white said: "Gusu Murong Fu!"

The strange man in gorgeous clothes said: "Pang Ban!"

By this time, any words have become redundant. Pang Ban said: "Please!"

The sword scabbard of the man in white reflected the afterglow of the sun, and was dyed with a ray of gold. His right hand holding the sword was also golden.

"please!"

At this moment, the sword in the man's hand was unsheathed, but he just stabbed it out lightly.

At this moment the wind is blowing and the trees are moving.

But Pang Ban's expression suddenly changed, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

The sword in the hand of the man in white was supported by black iron. The sword's body was oval and pitch-black, and it was very cold. But when the sword was thrust out, the sword seemed to change, becoming radiant and alive.

He has injected the power of his life into this sword.

The sword stabbed out lightly, without any change. But the change came suddenly, as naturally as flowing water.

The sword in his hand was like the ax in Lu Ban's hand or the pen in Xizhi's hand. It not only had life but also aura.

He made an understatement and waved the dust as he wished, and in an instant he had thrust out thirteen swords. The sword technique was originally flowing lightly, like river water, but after the thirteen swords were thrust out, the canyon seemed to suddenly have murderous intent, and the world seemed to have murderous intent.

After the thirteenth sword was thrust out, all changes seemed to have been exhausted, and it seemed like the flow of water had come to an end.

His sword movement also slowed down, very slowly.

Although it was slow, it was still changing. Suddenly, a sword was swung out, without any boundaries and no rules.

But this sword is like the Qing of Daozi's day dragon point. Although it is empty, it is the hub of all transformations.

Then he thrust out his fourteenth sword.

The sword energy and murderous intent on the sword were very heavy, as if the sky was covered with clouds. When the sword was thrust out, all the dark clouds in the sky were suddenly pushed aside, revealing the sunshine.

It's not the kind of warm sunshine, but the setting sun of Liège, which is full of gold and stone, and is as red as blood. With this sword thrust out, all the changes have really come to an end. The water that had already reached its end now seems to have completely dried up. His strength was exhausted.

But Pang Ban's expression had become extremely solemn, because he had realized that this sword was not the end, because he had a premonition that the next sword would be extremely terrifying.

Sure enough, at this moment, the tip of the sword suddenly vibrated strangely again.

The tip of the sword originally vibrated, but along with the vibration, everything that was moving suddenly stopped.

Absolute stillness.

For example, the wind has stopped and the tree is completely still. Even the clouds in the sky seemed to have stopped at this moment.

There are no words to describe this situation, only one word, a very simple word - death!
No change, no vitality! This sword brings only death!
Only "death" is the end of everything, the real end!
The water dries up, changes are exhausted, life ends, and all things perish!
This is the true essence of "Thirteen Deadly Swords"!
This is the real fatal sword!
This sword is the fifteenth sword!

Pang Ban's almost evilly handsome face showed a strange expression again, maybe it was surprise?
Is it joy?
Or fear?

Even the hairs in Pang Ban's eyes stood up for the first time in his life. Human instinct reminded him that this move was dangerous and told him to stay away from it!

Because this sword means "death".

And when "death" comes, what power in the world can stop it?

But he is Pang Ban after all, "Magician" Pang Ban, and in this absolutely still space, he still moves!
With his hands behind his back, he finally made a move. His right hand suddenly appeared in front of him, and he made a fist and slowly punched forward.

His movements were extremely slow, but they gave rise to an extremely contradictory illusion!

This illusion stemming from the contradiction in time is a manifestation of his magic power being pushed to the limit. It can really make people feel tight in their chests and spurt blood from their mouths just by looking at it.

The fist keeps changing in a short distance.

In the flash of lightning, the fist and the tip of the sword hit each other.

As a gust of wind suddenly blew by, the two figures were separated.

And many trees on both sides as thick as a child's arm suddenly moved, and the dead leaves fell like falling rain, flying in the sky.

The world that had been so still and dead suddenly began to move again, with sounds and vitality!
Pang Ban stood with his hands hanging down, his expression still so natural and calm, as if the earth-shattering sword strike before had not damaged his composure at all.

Only drops of blood spilled from the fists!

After a long time, Pang Ban suddenly said: "What kind of sword is this?"

"This is the true essence of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, the final change of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, the fifteenth sword!"

A dozen feet away behind Pang Ban, a man in white stood with a sword in his hand, his sleeves fluttering, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he did not look back at his heroic opponent.

It turns out that the moment the two of them fought, the energy contained in Pang Ban's punch still penetrated his body-protecting energy.

"The fifteenth sword!"

A strange light bloomed in Pang Ban's eyes, as if he saw a flower blooming out of thin air.

"Yes, the fifteenth sword!"

The man in white said calmly, and immediately left without looking back.

His figure was like a cloud, and he quickly left Yingfeng Gorge.

Pang Ban was clearly aware of this scene, but did not stop him. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the sky, with an inexplicable smile suddenly appearing on the corner of his mouth.

After they had passed Yingfeng Gorge, the figure of the man in white did not stop. They did not stop until they had rushed for more than ten miles.

Beside a stream, the figure of a man in white suddenly shook, and a large amount of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"What a magician, what a Pangban!"

The man in white looked back at Yingfeng Gorge and suddenly smiled slightly.

……

At the same time, in Lanxi Town.

A man and a horse have appeared in the busy city.

This man was tall and tall, holding a two-foot-long red spear. He had an extremely majestic war horse, and there was a young man hunched over on the horse, with long hair brushing his face.

This man had already rushed into the long street with his horse and gun, but the next strange scene on the long street made this extremely handsome man frown slightly.

Just because there were more than a dozen corpses left on the long street, and three of them were familiar to him. They were the corpses of the three most vicious people in the 'Wan Evil Claypot', one of the three evil caves in the world. corpse.

Seeing this scene, the man remained calm, but slowly slowed down and walked forward slowly.

At this moment, he had clearly seen the situation in front of him. At the end of the long street, there was a faint confrontation between two parties.

There were four people on one side. They all looked cold and were about forty years old. Everyone was wearing gray robes and holding swords in their hands.

As for the other party, there were about a dozen people, the leader of whom was an elegant man.

(End of this chapter)