The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 146 Drawing the Sword and Swinging the Sword
"Brother Xun, it's dangerous!"

Dongfang Que and Yan Ming, who had already run to the edge of the Sword-Liutai, suddenly saw that Fang Xun not only did not leave, but continued to walk towards the center as if possessed.

At this moment, he was about to enter the 100-meter range of Feixue Sword. The sword intent there was the most terrifying, and the opponent would not be able to withstand it!

The two of them screamed at the same time, but Fang Xun acted as if he didn't hear them and continued walking on his own. Yan Ming and Dongfang Que could no longer bear it.

The two of them gritted their teeth, turned around with a grim look, and wanted to rush over to grab Fang Xun.

But at this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly emerged from the crowd outside.

With a wave of his sleeves, two green silk threads flew out like silk threads and directly wrapped around Yan Ming's waist.

But he had no time to react. In an instant, a huge force pressed upon him, and he was pulled outward quickly without any warning.

On the other side, a slender jade hand suddenly rested on Dongfang Que's shoulder, and without waiting for his response, it pulled him away and also flew out of the Liujiantai.

"Ok?"

By the time they reacted, Dongfang Que and Yan Ming had both been taken out of the Liujiantai, and a familiar voice came to their ears.

"Don't worry about Fang Xun, his condition is very delicate right now!"

Dongfang Que turned around and saw Yu Jiaolong, who was wearing an ordinary long gown, and Xue Qianrou standing beside him. It was the two women who had pulled them back just now.

"Commander?"

Yu Jiaolong and Xue Qianrou both had solemn expressions on their faces, staring intently at Fang Xun on the Sword Retention Platform.

Dongfang Que and Yan Ming also turned their heads and saw that Fang Xun had actually entered the central 100-meter range, but he looked fine and was still moving forward quickly.

"Is this, an epiphany?"

Dongfang Que was stunned for a moment, but when he looked more carefully, he felt that there was something wrong with Fang Xun's aura.

His aura is ethereal, clear, and full of natural spirit, as if the whole person and the heaven and earth are perfectly integrated together.

For a moment, Dongfang Que was completely stunned. When he saw Fang Xun now, he seemed to feel a bright light guiding the way light up in his mind.

"Isn't this the way of heaven that I'm pursuing?"

Xue Qianrou's expression was indescribably strange: "Harmony between man and nature? Could he have been promoted to the Grandmaster of Divine Will?"

At first glance, just feeling the aura on Fang Xun, it is really the same as the two masters in the field. No, it is even more thorough than those two. His whole body seems to have completely become a part of the world.

But immediately, she felt a mysterious energy rising beside her. Not only her, but Yu Jiaolong and Yan Ming were also startled.

Then he saw Dongfang Que beside him, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to have entered some kind of enlightenment state, his energy was rising rapidly.

Yu Jiaolong and Xue Qianrou had a lot of question marks in their heads and couldn't understand what was going on.

It would have been fine if Fang Xun had just concentrated his mind under the terrifying pressure of life and death and suddenly entered a state of enlightenment, but what about Dongfang Que?

But before they could think about it, they suddenly heard Mu Xiangyun's voice in the field. The two of them quickly put Dongfang Que's matter aside and turned their eyes to the field.

"You look so shameless, you must be a rat from the Black Water Abyss. Are you looking for the Ghost-Faced Man this time? Do you think it's too troublesome to investigate carefully, so you want to kill everyone without mercy?

As long as he attacks all the swordsmen who enter the Liujiantai, if the Ghost-faced Man is really among them, he will definitely be exposed.

Haha, this method is good. I have no interest in this matter. However, the "Xuan Yin Cai Nu Chapter" that our sect has passed down is now being practiced by members of your Black Water Abyss. Do you think this is still a trivial matter?"

All of a sudden, everyone in the outer viewing booth was in an uproar. They didn't expect that the other party really came with the intention of killing people.

It can be said that the swordsmen in the field have gathered most of the elite in Jiangzhou, including Jian Wuyi, Yue Liuli, Xiao Qianfeng and other young elites who are not from Jiangzhou.

This behavior made them deeply realize the insanity of Black Water Abyss.

Jade Dragon's pretty face turned dark: "Humph! Fortunately, I was prepared today, otherwise he would have succeeded!"

After hearing what Mu Xiangyun said, the black-robed man's face suddenly turned ugly.

He was extremely annoyed. He wanted to capture Jian Wuyi in one fell swoop, which should have been an easy task for him.

But no one expected that Jian Wuyi actually had on him a life-saving trump card given by his senior master.

It was his master, Shenjianhu Sword Master, who had hidden the secret and sealed his sword energy into the painting. If Jian Wuyi encountered a crisis like the one just now, he could activate the sword energy to save his life.

Hidden Mystery Heaven Ranking No. 4, his strength surpassed that of the black-robed man by an unknown amount. Just a sword energy had injured him, and this kind of injury would take at least several months of rest to heal. However, just now, observing Jian Wuyi up close also made him certain of one thing, and he spoke lightly.

"Jian Wuyi is not a ghost-faced man, and the others are not strong enough to be suspected, so there is only one person left."

Mu Xiangyun was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the other party meant by suddenly saying this, but her face changed drastically immediately.

whoosh-

There was a sudden sound of breaking air, and a figure wrapped in red light suddenly flew out from the crowd. In an instant, people nearby seemed to smell a strong smell of blood rising from their noses.

As soon as Hong Yingbu appeared, he flew towards the central area of ​​Liujiantai at lightning speed. His target was very obvious, it was Fang Xun who was about to reach the Feixue Sword!
But then, another dark shadow floated out from the crowd.

Yes, it was floating. At this time, everyone’s brains had not yet reacted, and they saw an old man appear in their field of vision.

The old man did not touch the ground, just floating along the ground.

He clearly gave people the impression that he was moving very slowly. Even a martial artist could clearly see his hunched back and the dense wrinkles on his face.

But the old man who was floating along the way was actually rapidly closing the distance with the red shadow.

This contradictory feeling of seeming slow but actually being fast makes people feel so uncomfortable that they want to vomit blood.

Two figures walked one in front and one behind. The red shadow ignored the old man who was about to catch up with him, and passed the central area of ​​Liujiantai in an instant.

When Mu Xiangyun saw this, her pretty face turned cold.

"The evil power of the Blood Demon Dao, it must be that person!"

An extremely strong murderous intent emerged in her heart, and she turned around to look for the red shadow.

But before she could make a move, the man in black robe suddenly crossed a hundred meters and punched out with a straight punch.

The fist was as powerful as a knife, and the energy waves around his body were surging and sweeping, which made Mu Xiangyun feel alarmed. He had to give up his previous plan, and took advantage of the situation to twist his body and swung his arm, striking the opponent's fist with one palm.

In an instant, an endlessly cold and sinister aura rose up, and her whole body was as if a cold winter had descended, with the water vapor in the air condensing directly into crystal clear ice beads.

boom--

There was a loud bang when their fists collided, and the two were evenly matched, and they started fighting again.

Mu Xiangyun was entangled by the man in black robe and had no chance to find trouble with the red shadow for a while.

At this time, the red shadow had already passed by a certain distance and was less than a hundred meters away from the Feixue Sword, with Fang Xun next to him!
Fang Xun felt a sense of crisis in his heart. The hairs on his body stood up and he could smell the strong smell of blood from the other party at the tip of his nose, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

But at the moment of life and death crisis, his mind was extremely calm. Following the feeling in his heart, he stretched out his left hand towards Feixue, wanting to draw out the magic sword.

Although his speed was fast enough, it was as slow as a turtle compared to Hongying's.

The red shadow was so fast that it rushed out of the crowd and entered the central area of ​​the Sword-Liutai in just a flash.

It seemed that Fang Xun's hand didn't even have time to touch the hilt of the sword.

But at this moment, the old man who was chasing after the red shadow saw his action, and his mind moved. He immediately pressed forward with his palm through the air.

boom--

The majestic momentum covered the four directions, and the vitality of heaven and earth was swept up, transforming into a giant golden palm that slammed towards the red shadow man.

The red shadow man felt the raging palm wind behind him, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

He turned around and swung out with his claws, creating a bloody storm. With a "swish" sound, the golden palm print was broken.

The old man hastily threw a palm through the air, which was easily broken by the red shadow man in the blink of an eye, but it still made the red shadow man pause for a moment.

This pause was insignificant, but with such an insignificant delay, Fang Xun's hand finally pressed on the hilt of the Feixue Sword.

In an instant, he felt that he had merged with the entire mountain, and the power of destruction and disaster in Mu Qingkong's sword intent was also within reach.

At the same time, Mu Xiangyun, the black-robed man, the blood-shadow man, and the old man, the four masters in the field, all felt their hearts skip a beat and turned their eyes to Fang Xun in the center of the sword-keeping platform.

Fang Xun's face showed no joy or sadness as he looked at the blood-shadow man who had rushed into the ten-foot range of him. He drew his sword and swung it.

At this moment, not only the four masters, but also the more than 3,000 people on the top of Mojian Peak, all had only the sword in their eyes, a sword that brought disaster to others.

(End of this chapter)