Chapter 1 A Bizarre Taste

This assassination, fraught with mortal danger, was given an extremely strange flavor by this father and son duo.

While chanting incantations and coordinating hand seals for spellcasting, they had to forcibly interrupt themselves just to say that one sentence.

Saying it made them feel comfortable;

Saying it made them feel grounded;

Saying it made them feel fulfilled.

The height of aesthetics lies in this: one cannot lose touch with the mundane, for entering a life of asceticism is not what I desire;

But one also cannot be too vulgar, tossing gold and silver about, for though outsiders may find it exhilarating to watch, one's own spirit remains empty.

The height of aesthetics lies in the height of life.

It's like walking a tightrope with a balancing pole,

What I'm playing with,

Is my life.

"A little something,"

The Marquis of Zhen felt that these words were the epitome of his self-perception; having finally encountered this situation, it would be a great pity not to use them on himself, not to say them once with his own mouth.

The son was complaining about his father being a pain in the ass,

But the son was actually the same kind of bird;

Earlier, the father had been urging him to attack early in order to resolve the battle quickly, but he refused;

He was just wasting time there, thinking about how he could vent the anger in his heart. In order to release this anger, he even lifted the previous suppression on himself and completed his advancement.

Father and son, vying with each other, repeatedly jumping back and forth on the line of life and death;

The woman's strange feeling probably stemmed from this. Perhaps anyone facing such a Great Yan Marquis of Zhen would feel very powerless. If you can't kill him in one breath, you have to constantly endure all kinds of "torment" from him.

The interrupted spellcasting resumed.

After Zheng Fan completed the first stage of the hand seals,

He pointed a single finger at the sky.

The sky is a noun with extremely broad meaning, representing different things at different times. In the eyes of a Qi Refiner, the sky is a kind of will, a gaze.

Kong Shanyang's approach was equivalent to adding a lid on top, blocking this gaze.

What Zheng Fan had to do was to pierce through this layer of lid.

When Zheng Fan began casting his spell,

Kong Shanyang in another battlefield sensed that a force was forcibly penetrating his "lid."

"How is that possible?"

The direction from which that force came was extremely clear.

But precisely because it was so clear, it felt absurd.

The Sword Saint continued to manipulate Long Yuan to suppress the Lich Dragon Spear, while sensing something and glancing slightly upward.

When Zheng Fan began casting his spell, his perception was actually very direct.

Because from the beginning of the fight, he had been thinking about directly opening the Second Grade to resolve the battle as quickly as possible, even if he himself was injured by the power of the Second Grade, he had to break the situation as quickly as possible.

It was only because of Kong Shanyang's methods that the Sword Saint had to use the most primitive method, using sword energy and sword moves to wear down the Lich Dragon Spear's defense.

This kind of warfare is like peeling an orange.

Layer by layer, piece by piece, and finally, you have to tear off the white skin.

When Tian Wujing and he fought outside the capital of Jin, he used this trick.

When a Third Grade master, a martial artist who uses a spear, is determined to wear you down, you can defeat him, but you have to spend a lot of time and energy.

Even the original Tian Wujing was fighting with him in a wide-open manner, and did not blindly shrink back and defend;

Of course, that confrontation was when he fell for Tian Wujing's trick.

Now,

The Sword Saint had already noticed that the Qi mechanism above his head was constantly approaching.

Sword opens the Second Grade,

Only one sword is needed to break your defense.

Mentality,

Unconsciously, it became so peaceful.

At first, he was very anxious; if something happened to Zheng Fan today, he would feel very guilty;

Then, he began to feel that things didn't seem as bad as he had imagined;

Right now,

The Sword Saint felt that things were starting to become,

Interesting.

……

The woman obviously understood what was about to happen. In fact, she didn't need to think about it, because Zheng Fan (Mo Wan) had already told her clearly.

He wanted to let her watch her husband die with her own eyes first,

So,

How to kill her husband?

The Yan Marquis in front of her, his strength and moves were very strange, but in fact, he relied on tricks time and time again to get away from her;

And her husband, his strength was stronger than her, his realm was also more solid than her, and his combat experience was also higher than her. She didn't think that this Yan Marquis had the ability to kill her husband; the other party should also think so.

But here,

Right on this Wangjiang ice surface,

There is someone who can kill him.

……

"Madam, have you heard?"

"Heard what?"

"The martial world is spreading that Yu Huaping, with one man and one sword, beheaded a thousand barbarian cavalry in front of Xuehai Pass."

The woman asked with a smile:

"How is that possible?"

What is the concept of a thousand cavalry?

People in the martial world know their own affairs. Why are the halls of power so towering? Because once the military formation is formed and the cavalry charges, even the most respected figures in the martial world will collapse.

Under the capital city, the Bai Li siblings originally planned to raid and kill Zheng Fan, who had once been an envoy to Yan, but because the iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army charged, they did not even draw their swords and returned directly.

"It should be somewhat untrue. The barbarian's thousand cavalry, especially at that time, should not be the thousand cavalry we usually talk about."

Wei You's guess was correct.

At that time, because the Sword Saint killed Geli Mu, the barbarians had actually collapsed, were numb, and felt that the sky had fallen. Basically, they had no fighting will. The blockade of the return route plus other reasons made them like a mob at that time. No, it was even worse than a mob organized by blood and courage.

For a time, they actually sent themselves to the sword, and the Sword Saint did not kill them completely. In the end, Liang Cheng led his army to charge and rescue him.

Beheading a thousand cavalry with one person sounds very impressive, but there is some exaggeration in it.

"But even so, Yu Huaping must have stepped into that step." Wei You said with a smile, "When he doesn't have to face a thousand cavalry, but only one or two people, killing people may only be a matter of one sword, two swords, or three swords."

Finally,

Wei You added:

"For example, killing me."

………

The woman rushed towards Zheng Fan almost frantically. She knew that she had to stop this Yan Marquis from casting his spell, otherwise her husband would really be in danger.

And this time, facing the woman rushing over, Zheng Fan did not stop the rhythm of his spellcasting, but stepped on the ice surface under him again, and once again sank into the bottom of the river.

The woman stood on it and stopped.

Below, that person's figure was almost invisible under the deep river surface. This time, the sinking was extremely decisive.

The woman swallowed. She wanted to calm herself down to capture the Qi mechanism of the person below, but the problem was that she was not good at this, and she had been repeatedly tormented in the illusion, and her spirit was as if she hadn't closed her eyes for three days. In addition, the current situation made it more and more difficult for her to calm down.

She tried to explore forcibly, but facing the dark depths under the ice cave, there was no feedback at all.

……

"Protect me, I'll go repair it."

Kong Shanyang did not hesitate and began to form hand seals.

The art of the outer world is mysterious and mysterious, which is for outsiders, but for those in the inner world, it seems very simple.

Since he wanted to pierce through this layer of lid, he would add another layer on top of it.

And under the river surface,

Zheng Fan, whose body was still sinking, began to form hand seals again. Although he did not open his mouth, the sound came from all around him. It was the sound of chanting incantations.

Right now,

Mo Wan was fighting with Kong Shanyang, fighting for who was better at manipulating the changes in the heavenly phenomenon Qi mechanism.

Above the river surface, accompanied by the duel between the two "Qi Refiners," some visible phantoms had already appeared.

At the top, there were two layers of white clouds covering it, with clear lines;

And below, there was a black pillar, trying to pierce through these dark clouds.

The woman standing on the ice surface was extremely anxious. Just like her husband was very worried about her safety when he was fighting with the Sword Saint, she was also concerned about her husband.

But the problem was that when Zheng Fan sank into the bottom of the river and Mo Wan began to fight with Kong Shanyang, the power emanating from him invisibly isolated his own Qi mechanism.

He was down there,

But she just couldn't find it.

The water level of Wangjiang River was very deep. If she couldn't capture the other party's Qi mechanism in advance, even if she went down, it would be a futile search.

The Sword Saint, while continuing to dismantle the net woven by the Lich Dragon Spear, had already left a large part of his mind to stare at the situation above.

And after Kong Shanyang withdrew to repair the loophole, Wei You had no way to distract himself. He could only rely on his own person and spear to try to slow down the disintegration of his net.

An assassination that started at will,

Now,

It had fallen into a relatively passive situation. Even for a while, it was impossible to tell who was planning to assassinate whom.

Kong Shanyang took out a censer. This censer came from the back mountain of Qian and was a magic weapon held by Zang Fuzi back then.

Before Zang Fuzi entered Yanjing to cut off the dragon vein, he had almost exhausted his family property, passing on what should be passed on and sending what should be sent. This also meant that Zang Fuzi himself did not think that he could really stop this vast trend with his own strength alone.

Purple smoke began to rise from the censer,

Kong Shanyang held the censer in one hand and directly cut open his palm with the other hand, dripping blood into it.

"I didn't expect that the dignified Great Yan Marquis of Zhen actually understands our outer world techniques. I'm so fortunate today, so fortunate."

This was not building a stage for himself, nor was it deliberately putting on a free and aloof posture;

Wei You came to him and said, "Help me kill someone";

He asked who to kill;

Kill the Marquis of Zhen;

Is it reliable?

Kill if you can wait, if you can't wait, forget it.

He said, "Okay."

Because of a sentence, because of an invitation, he abandoned the Great Yan official robe that was within reach and gave up the opportunity to build a new ancestral court in Jin with the support of the Great Yan court;

Such a person deserves to be detached and unrestrained.

The Sword Saint, who was in the midst of the battle, still had the mind to speak out,

He smiled and said:

"I said this a few years ago."

What the Sword Saint was talking about was naturally not the Marquis of Zhen, but that person.

That person had brought great pressure to the once proud Sword Saint, and even made the Sword Saint have to admire him in his heart.

As for Zheng Fan,

Perhaps because they were too familiar with each other, he was the protector and Zheng Fan was the protected. At this time, it was too difficult to have any sense of mystery or greatness.

The Sword Saint knew that there was something mysterious in that red stone, but he did not simply think that the changes in the current situation all came from that stone and had nothing to do with Zheng Fan.

Because when they usually got along, Zheng Fan could always casually say some universal truths that often inspired him and allowed him to enter a state of epiphany.

And these world-view-like words were actually what people outside the world liked to chew on most.

Earlier, in Shangchuan County, he had asked Zheng Fan:

Isn't this what Qi Refiners like to talk about? Do you believe this?

If Zheng Fan had really cultivated, it seemed, it was not impossible.

That person's character, hiding some tricks, was understandable.

What's more, he had such an elder brother who had taught him and taught him some outer world techniques, which was also reasonable.

Maybe this was the blind spot.

"Suppress!"

Kong Shanyang let out a loud shout, and rays of light began to appear in the clouds above, forcibly trying to suppress the black mist-formed pillar.

In fact, the assassination had completely changed its flavor at this time.

Because Zheng Fan could have escaped but chose not to, originally, breaking the situation was very simple;

But precisely because of this willfulness, the relationship between the assassin and the assassinated had been reversed.

Kong Shanyang had to take action to stop it now, not to continue to delay and kill the Marquis of Zhen, but to prevent the Sword Saint from losing his restraint at this time. After stepping into the Second Grade, Wei You might be able to take a few swords, but he, Kong Shanyang, would probably be killed by one sword.

The fight at this time was to save his own life.

The blessing of the censer made the lid on top heavier and heavier.

The strength of a Qi Refiner from the back mountain was naturally not to be underestimated.

And the fight between Qi Refiners was often so interesting, with a lot of noise at every turn, but when it fell into the mortal world, it was often just thunder and little rain.

Zang Fuzi made such a scene back then, which shook most of Yanjing City. Wei Gonggong personally left the palace and confronted Bai Li Jian.

The grand eunuch in the palace appeared, and all the red-robed eunuchs were on alert and set up formations;

Inside the palace, the imperial guards were dispatched, and tens of thousands of soldiers were mobilized from the gates of the capital.

But after the incident, how many people did Zang Fuzi kill? How many bricks did he destroy?

Its actual impact may really be not as good as a slightly larger rain, which may make some people wet and catch a cold.

However,

For those who are fighting in this way, if there is really a slight difference, it will be eternal damnation.

The white clouds above began to crush down on the black pillar, and the black pillar gradually began to dissolve.

Kong Shanyang smiled,

That's right,

It should be like this.

Being able to lead troops and fight wars, and also being a martial artist Grandmaster, if he could even be so proficient in magic, wouldn't he let others live?

The Yan Kingdom has produced a Prince of Jingnan, which is enough. The world really can't stand Yan Kingdom producing another Tian Wujing.

Otherwise, God would be too biased.

On the ice surface, the woman looked up at the sky and took a long breath.

At this time, she suddenly no longer had the obsession to continue to kill the Yan Marquis. She wanted to leave with her husband.

The world was big, and Jin could not stay. They could go to Qian and Chu.

Wei You couldn't speak. When Kong Shanyang could no longer provide him with direct blessings, his attention was all on the tip of his spear. The pressure the Sword Saint gave him was too great.

Kong Shanyang then spoke at this time:

"Sword Saint, how about we end it here?"

Ending it like this could be considered a kind of dignity, a truce for both sides.

Perhaps there would be some unwillingness, both sides would have some, but one side was a martial world couple, and the other side was a noble Great Yan Marquis. The latter should cherish his life more.

Anyway, after this ends, the three of them will have to flee for their lives. They will definitely not dare to step into Yan and Jin again.

The Sword Saint hesitated and hesitated a little,

Logically speaking, he should agree and put away his sword, completing this tacit understanding;

But the problem was that he felt that the Marquis might not be willing to end it like this.

Usually, the Marquis would be as cautious as possible, cherishing his life and his own safety to the extreme, but once someone really provoked his anger, the next thing would be an endless battle.

During the battle to cut down Chu, the Chu Pillar State led his army to attack, and the Marquis of Zhen personally sat in the central army, forcibly resisting the decline and fighting to the death without retreating.

But,

Forget it,

Can't take care of so much.

First settle this matter and safely send him back to Fengxin City, regardless of whether he agrees or not.

If he disagrees, he will owe him a favor. Next time something happens, his Long Yuan will listen to the call again.

However,

Just as the Sword Saint was about to open his mouth to agree and put away his sword,

An accident,

Happened.

……

Under the river surface, Zheng Fan had finished forming his hand seals.

Although his previous methods had been suppressed by Kong Shanyang, there was no discouragement on his face.

He was determined to make that woman regret what he had said before, and he had to do it.

How to do it?

Simple.

A lid was added to the sky,

He was below, and couldn't pierce it,

It's okay,

Just let God pierce it.

Mo Wan was a ghost, a spiritual body. A spiritual body needed to use the body of a living person to exert its strength, but it didn't mean that the spiritual body itself was useless. In fact, on the contrary, a separate pure spiritual body would be more resourceful and stronger because it was free from restraint.

But the problem was,

A separate spiritual body, swaying around too much, would easily attract heavenly tribulation if it was not careful.

Mo Wan had a sense of this world. Why did he usually hide in the stone? One was for convenience, and the other was because he had already sensed the world's malice and vigilance towards him.

Since ancient times, there have been countless killing demons possessed by ghosts in strange novels, but there have been very few cases of ghosts killing people directly, because the latter may be struck by lightning and disappear as soon as they do evil.

Mo Wan's figure emerged from Zheng Fan's body at this time, and began to wanton and arrogantly vent his breath. Having just entered the Second Grade, his arrogance was extremely arrogant.

Vaguely, a kind of pressure before a thunderstorm began to form on the sky.

Kong Shanyang suddenly raised his head,

Above his white clouds, there was a sense of thunderclouds intertwined, Thunder, as the tool of heaven and earth for purification, was not only aimed at evil spirits, but all illusions would be eliminated at this time.

"Why are there thunderclouds at this time? Why is there thunder at this time!"

Kong Shanyang's eyes showed shock. Could it be that the Yan Marquis was really blessed by fate and protected by gods and ghosts?

Even God couldn't help but take action to help him at this time?

Under the river surface,

Mo Wan let out a "Jie Jie... Jie Jie" laugh,

Then,

He shouted very arrogantly:

"I'm here... are you coming to strike me?"

…………

Once thunder appeared overhead, even if it was just a muffled thunder, it was enough to pierce a hole in his lid.

In fact, Kong Shanyang himself could also manipulate the momentum of thunder. When Zang Fuzi entered Yanjing back then, it was such a big scene that it shook most of the capital.

But the problem was that he was now maintaining the isolation of the heavenly phenomenon to complete the suppression of the Sword Saint, and the two could not be combined.

The censer was still rising with green smoke, but Kong Shanyang's heart was full of disappointment.

He lost.

He didn't hate Wei You and his wife for finding him. He decided to do this himself.

If he didn't succeed, then he didn't succeed. Qi Refiners practice the way of heaven, and there must be a bit of unrestrainedness. With too deep an obsession, it is easy to achieve inner demons.

Above, thunderclouds were forming, with a hint of tribulation clouds.

Kong Shanyang shook his head. He didn't intend to explore the origin of this trace of tribulation. Regardless of whether it was ordinary thunder or tribulation thunder, when thunder appeared, the Sword Saint would definitely be able to sense the Qi mechanism from above.

At this time,

The Sword Saint, who was almost about to agree to stop, smiled and didn't mention or think about that matter at all.

He didn't understand magic, but he could perceive the changes in the surrounding world, so he could understand what was about to happen and what it meant.

Right now, Yu Huaping was actually a little impatient.

It was originally a happy thing to rush home and accompany his wife to give birth.

This was the biggest day for a man.

That Marquis, who was usually extremely cautious and afraid of death, was willing to ride back with the two of them at full speed, but he happened to encounter this scene.

If you want to hate,

If you want to complain,

The Sword Saint was actually more so than the Marquis of Zhen!

The Sword Saint of Jin was not a good-tempered person. The old Patriarch of the Situ family had been killed, and the Prime Minister of Great Yan had been killed. He was indeed a little compassionate, but he would never be stingy with his sword to kill people.

Especially those who dared to give him such a scene today and touched his bad luck.

When he opened the Second Grade,

Don't even think about leaving!

Wei You suddenly shouted a word:

"Go!"

Faced with the Sword Saint's tsunami-like pressure, Wei You could only manage to shout this one word.

He meant that he would drag it out and let Kong Shanyang go first.

He was the one who found the person, and if things didn't work out, the person should leave first.

As for himself, since he had decided to do this, he was prepared for failure.

This "go" was actually shouted to his wife.

He would stay alone, taking advantage of the fact that the Sword Saint couldn't open the Second Grade yet, and drag it out for a while to create an opportunity for the two of them to escape.

Kong Shanyang shook his head. He didn't want to go.

Nowadays, there was actually no difference between leaving or staying.

The woman didn't leave either. She was still standing on the ice surface, trying her best to search for the Qi mechanism of the Yan Marquis under the river.

As for the three children at home, whether they would be taken care of if they lost their parents,

It didn't matter,

In order to take care of the children and abandon her husband now, and then work hard to raise the children, it was too bitter and boring. It was better to die here with her husband.

However, at this moment, smoke of other colors suddenly rose from Kong Shanyang's censer.

For a time,

The clouds in the sky also began to thicken, and even gradually covered the thunderclouds, as if they were stirring an egg in a soup with chopsticks.

After the thunderclouds were stirred up, the thunder would naturally no longer exist.

Kong Shanyang turned around and looked in the direction of Yingdu from afar,

Bowing down.

……

Yingdu,

Qintian Prison.

Yingdu was a big city. After all, it had been the capital of the Great Cheng Kingdom, and the population inside and outside the city was also extremely large.

Perhaps, for the Marquis of Zhen, Yingdu only had a Prince Cheng's Mansion and a Prefect's Mansion;

That was because the Marquis of Zhen was now in a position that was too high. Those who could be on an equal footing with him, or rather, those who were qualified to stand and talk with him, were actually only a small group.

Everyone else had to kneel down and shout "Marquis Fukang."

But in reality, Yingdu was an extremely large system, and even now, it had a structure similar to that of a secondary capital.

Under this structure, various Yamen and various personnel were naturally extremely rich.

In the inner courtyard of the Qintian Prison,

A group of Qi Refiners from Jin were sitting cross-legged.

An old man was facing everyone and sitting on the futon above.

"The matter is probably like this. Presumably, many fellow Daoists have also sensed the changes in the Qi mechanism in the east. Alas, if I hadn't noticed the change, I wouldn't have said this.

Now,

I plan to help Fellow Daoist Shanyang,

I won't force this;

Those who are willing to stay and help can stay, and those who are unwilling to get involved in this kind of right and wrong can leave naturally."

"Does Daohe Weng despise us?"

"We have been practicing for a lifetime, and we should take a pleasure in the world!"

"That's right, that's right. Although my realm is low, I am also willing to help Fellow Daoist Shanyang!"

"Everyone, let's cast a spell together."

"Come, come, come, please ask Daohe Weng to lead the way, and we will cast a spell together to help Fellow Daoist Shanyang isolate the heavenly phenomenon."

"Those who want to leave should leave quickly, don't delay us from doing things."

None of the people in the inner courtyard left.

It wasn't really that all the Qintian Prison Qi Refiners from Jin were willing to wade into this muddy water, but Daohe Weng had done a screening when he organized everyone.

Before Kong Shanyang left, he told him about this matter, but he didn't ask him to join him or imply that he should help him do anything.

But Daohe Weng still took this matter to heart, so he summoned everyone early today to open an altar to discuss the Dao, but in reality, he was preparing here.

Although it was a bit far away, for the heavenly phenomenon Qi mechanism, this distance was really nothing.

Therefore, when Mo Wan first tried to pierce the "lid," they had already sensed it here.

Daohe Weng stroked his long beard,

Smiling, he said:

"Okay, let's start."

The Qi Refiners in the inner courtyard, with different strengths and realms, cast spells together at this time.

Daohe Weng reached out and used a ruler as a guide to forcibly summarize, and then used this as a medium. In the void, a big hand seemed to have formed, and it began to cover that direction.

In the eyes of outsiders, this may be a magical and spooky act, but in their own eyes, they were helping their friends cover up at a distance that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

And outside the Qintian Prison,

A group of city patrol soldiers had already rushed over and gradually surrounded the entire Yingdu Qintian Prison.

Not all the people in the Yamen were Qi Refiners. There were also many clerks and Yan Jin Qi Refiners who had not participated in this matter. They were stunned when they saw this scene.

Outside,

A red-robed eunuch from the Yan imperial palace stood in front of the city patrol soldiers, his face twitching constantly.

He was the Prison Supervisor of Yingdu Qintian Prison, and his function was to manage this mixed-up Qintian Prison.

He didn't know what was going on inside, but he could sense that they were doing something.

At this time,

The Prison Warden of Yingdu Qintian Prison came out. He was a Yan, with an elegant temperament. Seeing the densely packed soldiers outside, he asked:

"Prison Supervisor, what do you intend to do?"

The eunuch Prison Supervisor smiled and looked at the Prison Warden,

Saying:

"Lord Prison Warden, you should ask what the people inside are doing, not ask me."

"This official has sent someone to inquire, and I will know later."

"Coincidentally, I also sent someone to the Prefect's Mansion, and I will also know later."

"Lord Prefect is not a member of my sect."

"Lord Prefect is a Yan."

"I'm not?"

"Sir, you seem to have forgotten something."

"Presumptuous, Qintian Prison is an important Yamen. You are the Prison Supervisor, but you have mobilized soldiers here. It's simply, simply..."

"Other Yamen are fine, but Qintian Prison shouldn't have taken those Jin people in. Since it's an important thing, how can it be controlled by others?"

"Can this official go in and ask in person?"

"I checked. There is no big Zhai today, no big ceremony, no big dynasty. If it's a discussion, that's all, but is this kind of movement really just a discussion?

Lord Prison Warden, I'm here today not to fight with you for power or profit. I'm a eunuch and can't be a regular official. There's no need for me to fight for your position.

But since I'm here to serve as the Prison Supervisor by imperial decree, I have to take good care of this place for His Majesty."

At this time,

A rider came galloping over;

"Reporting to the Prison Supervisor, the Prefect said that everything should be done according to the Prison Supervisor's intentions."

Xu Wenzu was confused. He knew that hot pot chicken was delicious, but he didn't know the method of Qi Refiners.

However, he understood that this red-robed eunuch would not aimlessly shoot arrows. He also understood that this Prison Supervisor was more eager to make political achievements and gain the opportunity to return to the palace for promotion. The eunuch was most unwilling to do anything that was detrimental to the Qintian Prison.

Now that he was going to do it, it proved that things must be extremely serious in his eyes.

Therefore, when the eunuch Prison Supervisor sent someone to ask him for orders, he almost didn't hesitate to give a positive answer immediately.

"Listen up, I have the order from the Lord Prefect. Give me entrance to the Qintian Prison. Order everyone in the Qintian Prison, whether they are Qi Refiners, clerks, or even odd jobs, to stand in line for me.

I want to see,

What,

The hell are they doing!"

……

On the Wangjiang River,

The thunderclouds were almost annihilated, and that layer of cover became thicker.

At the same time, Kong Shanyang, who had received the support from Yingdu, now had more spare energy to help Wei You, a Third Grade martial artist who was defending to the death, plus a high-level Qi Refiner who was helping him to defend with all his heart.

The Sword Saint's Long Yuan, no matter how sharp, was still difficult to achieve a real effect in a short period of time due to the limitations of his realm.

This was not a duel. From the beginning, it was not a duel in the traditional sense.

It was like the Great Yan Iron Cavalry who had been running rampant in the world these years. They hoped that the enemy would fight them in a field battle, but when they encountered opponents like Nian Yao who firmly cleared the fields and refused to defend the city, they could only grind the towering city walls little by little in an extremely aggrieved manner.

"They even invited helpers."

The Sword Saint clearly sensed that many Qi Refiner's aura had rushed out of the censer before, and even the thunderclouds had been suppressed.

"Yu Huaping, aren't you going to stop?" Kong Shanyang shouted.

At this time,

On the other side,

A tyrannical Qi and blood suddenly rose.

The Sword Saint was suddenly shocked. This aura was not Zheng Fan's, but the woman's.

Wei You's eyes were red, but his figure was constantly dancing with the spear. Tears could not be kept, but he was actually crying.

Kong Shanyang also sighed,

Saying:

"Stop now, I'll greet my fellow disciples to leave Jin. They can take their children and leave here. If there is a chance in the future, they can come back to settle their grievances."

The Sword Saint hesitated again. He hesitated because the woman forcibly increased her Qi and blood, and she must have used some method that stimulated her potential and had great aftereffects.

The woman wanted to turn the tide.

"Hehe, this fight is really aggrieved."

The Sword Saint's eyes began to become sharper and sharper. He had always liked quick people, quick swords, and quick revenge, but today, he was repeatedly twisted by one wave after another.

If possible,

The Sword Saint would rather take the power of the Second Grade directly with his body, like he did at Xuehai Pass, and trade his breath for the corpses of these people.

Since entering Shengle City, the Sword Saint's state of mind had long been honed to be crystal clear and natural, but today, he was really provoked to the point of being unable to control himself several times.

But,

What about the situation over there?

The decision was actually always in the Sword Saint's hands. As long as he stopped his offensive, Wei You and his Lich Dragon Spear would be able to get a chance to breathe, and most of the previous efforts would be wasted.

But for the Sword Saint, what he really cared about now was Zheng Fan's safety.

……

On the ice surface, the woman reversed her Qi and blood. This move was equivalent to gaining a potential burst in a short period of time at the cost of completely destroying her cultivation.

It was equivalent to a simpler and more brutal silver needle piercing acupoints.

At this moment,

Her sensitivity and perception finally returned to their peak level. Closing her eyes, the sound of her heartbeat rhythmically resonated.

Then,

She finally captured the existence under the river surface.

Confirming the direction,

The woman jumped into the river and began to dive quickly.

An assassination that should have produced quick results,

Gradually evolved into a protracted war;

One side was unwilling to tie, and the other side could not afford to lose at all!

……

Under the river water, it was very dark and dark.

Zheng Fan was lying there quietly, with a rusty spear standing below his body.

Under this water area, there should be a lot of bones and armor deposited, after all, those wars had only happened in the past few years.

Mo Wan had not left his body, but he was no longer doing anything.

The father and son were now in one body, and they could feel each other's emotions more directly.

The so-called human heart is separated by a belly, which did not exist here.

The Marquis of Zhen clearly perceived the disappointment that belonged to his son;

Mo Wan didn't care whether he could kill that woman. What he cared about was to let that woman's man die in front of the woman first.

He had thought about it for a long time, thought about it for a long time, and finally thought of this way to fight back, a way to fight back against the woman for scolding him for being an evil spawn. He was excited, he was elated;

But, he failed.

This kind of failure was higher than life and death.

To be honest, this was the first time Zheng Fan had directly "recognized" his son.

Every work is the crystallization of the author, the author's child, this is a beautiful word;

Of course, it is right, referring to the work, not the protagonist.

The comic "Mo Wan" was very successful, and it was the most popular and well-received book in the former studio.

But this did not mean that Zheng Fan really regarded Mo Wan as his own son from the beginning. No matter how beastly his parents were, they could not send their son to experience so much pain.

Then, an embarrassing thing happened.

After waking up in this world, the original existences in different planes met at this time.

Mo Wan really appeared.

This was actually the crux of the father and son relationship. Mo Wan hated him, and he also knew that Mo Wan hated him, but because of the bond between the master and the demon king, Mo Wan had to block the arrows for Zheng Fan again and again.

The emotion of disappointment was spreading.

The Marquis of Zheng wanted to laugh at this time. At this moment, the Marquis of Zheng truly understood that Mo Wan was different from other demon kings.

Mo Wan was just a child, and he just wanted to be a child