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Volume 6: Guan Feng Yun Lu Chapter 21: Why rush to fry each other?

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    Chapter 21: Why worry about being fried?

    A sudden change occurred, and the old servant was killed before he could even send out a warning. One can imagine how powerful the invading enemy was and how swift his movements were!

    Hu Xiaotian felt a chill in his heart. It was too late to say anything now. How could he get any good results if he participated in the struggle for the master of the underworld?  If Yan Jiu died, could he live alone?  A fierce battle is inevitable, but he doesn't have any suitable weapons, which is really embarrassing.  He lowered his eyes and fell on the square wooden table in front of him. With a flash of inspiration, he immediately raised his arm and smashed it down, splitting the mahogany table apart.  Yan Jiu asked in surprise: "What are you going to do?" Hu Xiaotian said: "Try to save your life!" He reached out and grabbed a table leg, snapped it with a click, and held it tightly.

    Suddenly, with a bang, the old woman fell backwards, smashed the door panel, and stumbled into the door. Her pale head was twisted, and half of her neck was cut off. Blood dripped to the ground, and she died with her eyes closed.

    The cold wind blew through the door, blood dripped to the ground, and the invisible murderous aura quietly shrouded it like a giant net, making it suffocating.

    Yan Jiu looked at the dead old woman, without exclaiming, panicking, or wasting time lamenting her sorrow. The experience of life and death in the past few days had sharpened her tough nerves.  The two servants were suddenly killed without warning, indicating that the attackers were determined to win and intended to fight quickly without alerting other forces in the city.  She didn't know who the enemy was, how many people were coming, or where they were ambushing them. If she fled out of the room in a panic, she would most likely run into a trap set by the enemy and lose her life immediately.  Yan Jiu shook his left hand and put on five sharp metal finger cots. The sharp sword-like tip reflected blue light and was clearly quenched with poison. He looked at Hu Xiaotian apologetically and whispered: "The enemy is coming for me.  Once fighting breaks out, you take advantage of the chaos and escape."

    Hu Xiaotian was not as optimistic as she was. He shook his head and said, "If the enemy doesn't move, that's all. If he moves, he will sweep away the holes with thunder and wipe out the roots. We will definitely not allow the insider to escape and let the matter be exposed. Miss Yan, besides fighting to the death, you  I have no choice." As he spoke, he weighed the mahogany table legs, carefully understanding its shape and weight distribution, and trying to master its characteristics in the shortest possible time. Otherwise, if he stabs out with one move, he will miss the target by just a hair.  Can it create a threat to the enemy?  This wooden table leg is his life-saving weapon, and every detail must be familiar and mastered.

    Yan Jiu was filled with regret and regret, and he didn¡¯t know who the other disciples in the city could trust?  Just as Hu Xiaotian said, the other party dared to launch a surprise attack during the day. On the one hand, he was in an urgent mood, and on the other hand, he had prepared all kinds of countermeasures. He was not afraid of her sending a signal to summon his fellow disciples for support. If he wanted to survive, he had to fight to the death!  She raised her eyes and looked out the door and raised her voice: "Yan Jiu is here, who wants to put a head on my neck? Get out of here!"

    "Haha, Xiaojiu, you have a lot of anger! A strong anger can easily harm the body. Remember to drink a bowl of herbal tea to calm down the anger." A black shadow flashed, and a man wearing a devil mask fell from the sky and walked slowly into the door.  middle.

    Yan Jiu's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't help but hate Hu Xiaotian's foresight. He gritted his teeth and said: "Yan Si, what is your intention in killing two loyal old servants of my family? At this precarious moment, you actually want to provoke a fight with the same family, isn't it?  Is it happy to let your loved ones hurt your enemies?"

    Yan Si said lightly: "Xiao Jiu, why are you so angry that you don't even call 'fourth brother'? Do you really think that you have taken over the position of the sect leader and want to give orders to me? Yan San is dead, Yan Da Yan Er  These two old guys are lying in the coffin counting the days until their death, and have no intention of dealing with the affairs of the family. Now I am the one with the most say among the nine ghosts. I should be the judge of what is right and wrong. "

    Yan Jiu said angrily: "Yan Si, you are too arrogant! The sect master is not dead yet, when will it be your turn to make decisions and make decisions on your own?"

    Yan Si sneered and said: "Xiaojiu, your information is too closed. There are rumors in the world that Yan Ao was ambushed by the Qinglong Hui and Baiyun Sect near Tongguan, and his organs were shattered by Zeng Xiangjie's palm, and he was fatally injured. Later.  Although he escaped by chance, he is still being hunted by the two major gangs. It is estimated that news of his death will be reported in the next two or three days! Once the old man dies, won¡¯t I be respected in this sect? "

    Yan Jiu's delicate body trembled, and he said coldly: "The sect leader has mastered the Nine-turn Reincarnation **, and can travel between life and death. His magical skills are mysterious and unpredictable, how can we judge by common sense? If you suffer such an injury, you will die. How can you practice this?  What¡¯s the point of my underworld skills? Yan Si, you are confused!¡±

    Yan Sidao: "Xiao Jiu, you only know one but not the other. The Nine Spins of Reincarnation does have the wonderful effect of bringing the dead back to life, but people who are reborn after death are extremely fragile and need to retreat for as little as seven days to recover their skills.  For more than ten days, you must not be disturbed by anyone during this period, otherwise all your previous efforts will be wasted and your skills will be greatly reduced. Judging from your experience of escaping, how long can Yan Ao last under the pursuit of Huangfu Ji and Zeng Xiangjie? In fact, I suspect that he has been killed.  He is dead, but the Qinglong Society and Baiyun Sect have blocked the news and kept it secret."

    The more Yan Jiu listened, the colder his heart became. He shook his head and said, "No, it's impossible!"??Dad has magical powers to protect himself, how could he be killed?  You lied, you lied to me, right?  "

    Hu Xiaotian recognized who it was at a glance and wanted to try his best to keep a low profile and launch a sneak attack when the enemy was unprepared.  Unexpectedly, Yan Jiu lacked experience in fighting the enemy, and his determination to fight to the death was shaken in a few words. If he did not try to reverse the situation, Yan Si could kill them without any effort.  At that moment, I sighed in my heart. It turned out to be an inexperienced young lady who couldn't even tell the truth from lies. So how did she escape from the trap in the first place?  Suddenly he opened his mouth and shouted: "Yan Jiu, can you believe what the enemy says? Jia Chun is deliberately suppressing your fighting spirit!"

    Yan Jiuru was sober when he was headed, and he couldn't help shamelessly. When the two sides confronted each other's confrontation, why couldn't he even see this?  Or is it because caring leads to chaos?  Fortunately, Hu Xiaotian warned him in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

    The shock in Yan Si's heart was no less than that of Yan Jiu. He forced himself to calm down and said: "What nonsense were you just talking about? When will it be the turn of a useless scholar to talk about things in my underworld?"

    Hu Xiaotian sneered: "Jia Chun, should I call you Yan Si? No matter you wear a mask or not, I can smell the sour and disgusting smell on your body. That day in the ancient temple on the barren mountain, you used the soul-refining ghost to  You burned Yan San's body and killed the red lady. Do you think that people are unaware of the ghost? It's a pity that you never thought that everything you did and said was seen and heard by me. If Yan Jiu believed in your sweet words, he would definitely  He will die without a burial place."

    Yan Sidao: "Were you also present at that time? But I have obviously searched the entire temple, and no one is hiding. Yes, there must be another mechanism in the temple, which you used to hide after you discovered it." He reacted extremely  Quickly, he figured out the key in an instant. He was shocked and angry. The secret that had been concealed for many years was actually exposed by a scholar. Is this okay?  Temporarily suppressing the rising murderous intent in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "Xiaojiu, don't listen to the crazy words of outsiders. Yes, I do want to ascend the throne of the sect leader, but I don't want to hurt you at all. As long as you promise me one  Conditions, I guarantee that you will be rich and prosperous, and live a safe life."

    When Yan Jiu heard that he burned Yan San's body, he was so angry that his lungs exploded: "Yan Si, you didn't even spare the remains of the third brother, do you still expect me to believe you? I would rather believe in a dog!"

    Yan Si clenched his fists, a look of shame and anger flashed through his eyes, and said slowly: "You don't have to believe it, but I have to say it." After a pause, he said: "Xiaojiu, as long as you agree to marry me,  You and I are one husband and wife, how can I be willing to harm you? If you refuse, don't blame me for not caring about the friendship of the same family, and destroying the flower with a single hand."

    If he marries Yan Jiu, he will not only get the beauty and the sect master's token, but also be able to unite the disciples who are loyal to Yan Ao. His strength will increase several times overnight, and he will steadily overwhelm several other competitors and become the unrivaled sect master.  The selection of candidates is really a matter of success.  But if he kills Yan Jiu, once the news is leaked, no one else will obey his command, even if he has the sect master's token in hand, and the underworld will fall into a state of fragmentation.  In that case, what's the point of being a titular suzerain?  Yan Si is ambitious and does not want the underworld to decline and withdraw from the arena of competition for hegemony, so forcing him to marry Yan Jiu is the best solution.

    Hu Xiaotian sarcastically said: "I know people can be shameless, but I don't know that someone can be so shameless! Yan Jiu, Jia Chun is vicious and ruthless. Once you lose your use value, you may be thrown into jail forever the next day.  Imprisonment. You must not agree to him!"

    Yan Si was furious and said sternly: "Scholar Wu, you have provoked me again and again. If I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being!"

    Hu Xiaotian pretended to be surprised and said: "Are you still a human? Aren't you the Nine Ghosts of the Underworld?"

    Yan Si was so angry that his chest felt tight after he spoke to him, and he wanted to kill him as soon as he moved his palms.

    "I promise you." Yan Jiu, who was looking down in thought, suddenly spit out four words, which shocked Yan Si and Hu Xiaotian to stand on the spot.  Yan Si couldn't believe his ears and couldn't help but ask: "Xiaojiu, do you really agree to marry me?" Hu Xiaotian shouted anxiously: "Yan Jiu, you can commit your life with one word, you are too hasty and frivolous.  Absolutely not!" Yan Si gave him a sideways glance and secretly vowed to execute this man Ling Chi, otherwise it would be difficult to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

    Yan Jiudao: "Master Hu, you and I are not related, so please don't interfere with my decision. Fourth brother, I also have two conditions. I wonder if you will agree to them?" Yan Si smiled and said: "Xiaojiu, just speak up, no matter what the conditions are.  I will agree." Yan Jiu said in a low voice: "First, please mobilize all your hands immediately to retrieve my father's remains and bury him in a grand manner according to the sect leader's specifications. Don't let him die without peace." Yan Si was solemn.  Said: "Let the old sect leader rest in peace. This is what I should do as a junior. Don't worry, Xiaojiu, such an important matter will be taken care of by me." Yan Jiu nodded, and then said: "Second, Hu  Young Master is my savior, please let him live and don't embarrass him." Yan Si waved magnanimously.He said: "He can go wherever he wants. I swear to the souls of all the sect masters that I will never stop him."

    Yan Jiu let out a long sigh and said: "As a woman, I am not suitable for practicing this technique, and I don't want to show up in public. You, Fourth Brother, will lead the disciples. Regardless of martial arts, experience, or reputation, it is really the most important thing."  An ideal candidate. My father is alive in heaven, and he will also agree to me handing over the sect master's token to you." Yan Si asked in a trembling voice: "Then the sect master's token is with you?" Yan Jiu said: "Of course. If fourth brother wants it,  , just take it." As he said, he reached into his arms and groped around.  Yan Si took two steps forward impatiently and said with a smile: "Xiaojiu, you" Before he could finish his words, poisonous smoke suddenly floated, cold light flashed, and the sound of hidden weapons breaking through the air was as fast as a rain shower.  In the thick smoke, Yan Jiu rushed up and stabbed his vital part with the shining blue finger sword.  Yan Siguai screamed, and an iron fan appeared in his hand out of thin air. It seemed to be closed, and he blocked it continuously.  But I saw two figures fighting and entangled at high speed, and the conflict of internal energy made a crackling sound. The next moment, the figures suddenly separated and looked at each other coldly.

    There are more than ten long thin needles of cow hair stuck in Yan Si's chest and abdomen, which are shiny and look quite strange.  He gritted his teeth and said: "Xiaojiu, it's no use that I am sincere to you, but you want to use the 'Hundred Ghost Soul Retracting Needle' to deal with me. What does this mean? Are you so anxious to kill me?"

    Yan Jiu said bitterly: "Yan Si, don't pretend to be wronged! It was you who killed Uncle Yu and Aunt Hua first! Are you forty-two or forty-three this year? You want to marry me so much that you want to marry me. It's just a daydream.  The toad wants to eat the swan meat! I would rather die than be insulted by a dirty and despicable villain like you."

    Yan Si was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Xiao Jiu, it was you who forced me to choose a strategy. No matter what, I must get the sect master's token today! Since I know that you have hidden the sect's secret treasure, how can I not be prepared for you?"  There was a cracking sound, and the front of the clothes was torn open, revealing a piece of silvery soft armor underneath. The soul-collecting needles were nailed to the surface of the soft armor, but they could not penetrate it.

    Yan Jiu's heart sank, and he turned to Hu Xiaotian and said urgently: "Break the window and leave quickly, I will stop him!"

    Yan Si laughed wildly and said: "Want to leave?! Let's go to the next life! Ghost guard, kill this hateful scholar for me."

    ????????????????????????????????????????????: A soul guard covered in black clothes with only a pair of cold and stern eyes rushed into the room. Like a life-threatening ghost, he rushed towards Hu Xiaotian with murderous intent.

    Yan Jiu naturally couldn't sit back and watch Hu Xiaotian being killed, so he immediately waved his hand to stop him.  Yan Si smiled and said, "Xiaojiu, I am the person you are looking for." The iron fan clicked lightly, and a few wisps of cold wind shot towards the key points on her upper plate.  Yan Jiu was forced to twist his wrist and draw out his sword, puff!  The blade of the sword struck the surface of the iron fan, but it was unable to cut through the seemingly soft material. Instead, it was easily blown away by the opponent's internal force.  Yan Jiu left as soon as he touched it, but he still couldn't get rid of the iron fan like a tarsal maggot. All kinds of methods were restrained by Yan Si, who knew the bottom of it, and he was at a disadvantage in an instant.

    The soul guard tapped the ground lightly with his toe, screamed sharply, shook his hand and pulled out a short knife. The cold blade cut through the air and struck Hu Xiaotian's neck without any fancy. He sneered secretly in his heart. Who are you trying to scare with a piece of broken wood?  His speed is extremely fast, his sword skills are simple and sharp, and his martial arts and killing skills are many times higher than those of the Lianzhu Gang.  The sword struck down, the murderous intent was like a tide, and there was no way for Hu Xiaotian to dodge.

    The enemy was so strong, Hu Xiaotian's face remained calm, focusing on the mahogany table leg in his hand, as if he was admiring a peerless sword, as if he had never seen the enemy sword that was as fast as thunder.  He had initially comprehended the art of divine fighting a few days ago, and today he had reached the threshold of breaking through the Pluto Qi Lock. He deeply understood his own advantages and disadvantages. The condensed energy and energy could at most send out a sword, but it was difficult to support the use of the second sword.  Two swords.  Therefore, when fighting against a strong enemy, one sword strike can determine life or death.

    Under the light of the sword, Hu Xiaotian smiled casually. The legs of the mahogany table shook randomly, outlining a mysterious and inexplicable trajectory. A powerful sword energy rose from the ground and faced the dazzling light of the sword.

    The sword energy spreads, and the murderous intention emitted from the sword melts like ice and snow.

    The soul guard's whole body became cold, and his blood almost froze. Every time he took a step forward in the fierce sword energy, the pain of tearing on his skin became stronger.  Even though he has a lot of fighting experience, he still can't understand how an unarmed scholar can inspire such sword intent?  Is it a miracle or a miracle?  If you don't understand, don't think about it. When you meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!  The soul guard also aroused the determination to fight to the death, and shouted three times, "Kill! Kill! Kill!!" The whole body's skill was condensed, the sword light surged, and the sword energy barrier was broken forcefully, and it struck down on the head like lightning.  .  This sword was like a dream, an illusion, and stunning. It was actually the most powerful sword he had ever made after condensing his entire life's efforts.

    Hu Xiaotian raised his hand and pierced the void in front of him as he pleased. The originally terrifying sword intent suddenly disappeared and turned into wisps of light wind.

    The wind blows and the dream is shattered.

    When the soul guard saw that the blade was only a few feet away from his opponent, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart and felt a chill all over his body. All the energy in his body surged out in an instant.?Disappear into the terrifying void.  He lowered his head slightly and found a big hole in his chest. Blood was spraying out like a spring with no sign of stopping.  He screamed wildly: "Impossible! You can't stab me! Do you know sorcery?"

    Hu Xiaotian immediately stopped with one stab, and suddenly felt that all his energy and energy were drained out.  He reluctantly made a sword move, but he couldn't send and receive it as expected. The remaining sword energy was almost out of control and was running wildly inside the mahogany wood. There was a muffled bang and countless sawdust exploded on the spot.

    Due to inertia, the soul guard fell to the ground with a bang, muttering: "It's impossible no it's possible" His limbs twitched and he died sadly.

    The duel between the two is a long story, but it actually took place in the blink of an eye.  The terrifying sword energy suddenly erupted, and even someone as powerful as Yan Si was shocked. When he turned around to look, he only saw the scene of the soul guard falling to the ground dead.  Yan Si was secretly shocked. Could it be that this scholar was a master of swordsmanship who had hidden his secrets?  She tightened her movements and stabbed Yan Jiu's fatal point with two consecutive moves, forcing her to scramble. Suddenly, she kicked out silently, hitting Yan Jiu's lower abdomen.  As the inner energy penetrated, Yan Jiuwa spurted blood and flew nearly ten feet away, smashing the tables, chairs and screens, causing him to fall down in embarrassment.

    As soon as Yan Si succeeded in the attack, he immediately flew into the air and swept across. The iron fan was like a knife, and he struck down at Hu Xiaotian with such ferocity.  He hated this talkative and meddlesome mysterious scholar. His killing moves were as fast as thunder and unstoppable.

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