Holding the sword and holding the sister away

As the breeze blew, there was a rustling sound from the woods behind him, and in the empty surrounding midair, three people stood with their swords in their hands.

Fu Yan looked at the brothers and sisters of Zilanzong who sang together with some amusement, and let them turn black and white at will.

"Hurry up and hand over my junior sister's Bingling clover flower." Liu Chuanhan was naturally a little angry when he saw that Fu Yan, who was in the early stage of consecration, didn't take himself seriously at all.

Hearing this, Fu Yan still didn't show any expression, she shrugged casually, then raised her eyes to look at the young man in front of her, only to see that he was dressed in a purple brocade robe, and his face, which was originally very ordinary, was full of tears. It's hostility, and it's even more ugly.

Fu Yan thought, she was the one who was being tricked, yet this person was even more angry than her.

"Have you finished?" Fu Yan looked at Liu Chuanhan in front of her. She was still acting as if nothing had happened just now, but she became a little colder in an instant. She continued slowly: "While doing the robber's business, I still have to rely on myself Qing Gao, is this what you Zilan Sect disciples do? Today I have seen it."

"You are talking nonsense." Xu Yan behind seemed a little ashamed of being told, his face flushed, but he still insisted: "Obviously you stole my Bingling clover, why don't you return it to me!"

"You said Bingling clover..." Fu Yan showed a sudden realization, then reached out to touch her stomach, and smiled innocently at Xu Yan: "I'm sorry, I've been caught I ate."

"You..." Xu Yan was suddenly a little out of breath. What she had learned was also the water attribute movement technique. With the Bingling Clover Flower, she was one step closer to breaking through the middle stage of consecration, so she must be very angry now.

Liu Chuanhan seemed to be too lazy to be sloppy with Fu Yan anymore, he pointed his sword at Fu Yan, and said to Xu Yan: "Junior Sister, don't talk nonsense with her, since she dares to snatch our things, she will have to pay the price!"

After finishing speaking, the two of them went straight to kill Fu Yan.

Although Fu Yan has only broken through for a short time, her aura has already been thoroughly consolidated, and naturally she will not be as weak as the flower picker in Heiquan Town, so she is not afraid at all when facing the two of them.

What she needs now is a hearty fight, in order to better improve her own strength.

And although Fu Yan wasn't sure about killing Liu Chuanhan in the middle stage of consecration, if she wanted to get out of her body, she would naturally have no problem.

Soon, Fu Yan held the Linglong Broken Sword to meet him head-on, and with the sound of "Zheng", the two swords collided with great force.

"It's just a broken sword, looking for death." Liu Chuanhan couldn't help sneering when he saw the saber in Fu Yan's hand.

Fu Yan didn't care about his ridicule, the two held their swords in a stalemate, and she realized that the cultivation base in the middle stage of consecration was indeed much stronger than that in the early stage, and at this time, Xu Yan behind him also attacked, and she didn't care too much , It was a lower waist in an instant.

The whole person passed Liu Chuanhan's strength directly from below, and Fu Yan's quick departure made the two of them almost collide head-on.

"So cunning." Xu Yan stared at Fu Yan angrily.

Liu Chuanhan looked at Fu Yan with disdain on his face, and he suddenly said to Xu Yan who was beside him, "It's just a small initial stage of consecration, and I don't need my younger sister to do anything, let me leave it to my senior brother."

After speaking, he attacked Fu Yan again.

If it was just a tentative intention just now, this time Liu Chuanhan has already exerted seven or eight percent of his strength. I saw him pouring true energy into his saber, and a gust of lingering sword wind directed towards Fu Yan strikes away.

That momentum seemed to break through the void one after another.

The cultivation base in the middle stage of consecration should not be underestimated. Fu Yan felt the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and before he had time to think about it, he attacked with Linglong Broken Sword.

The two swords collided, and there was a piercing sound in the air.

Fu Yan originally thought that she would be at a disadvantage. After all, her true vitality and strength were not as good as Liu Chuanhan's, but she didn't expect that the two would be evenly matched.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan couldn't help being overjoyed, it seems that this Linglong Broken Sword is really not an ordinary sword.

Seeing this form, Liu Chuanhan was obviously a little surprised, and quickly withdrew, and the next moment he flashed directly behind Fu Yan, he said slightly: "Thought that your broken sword is so powerful, but in the face of powerful strength, Everything is in vain, try my trick!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Yan heard a loud thunder in the clear sky. She turned around quickly, only to find that the lightning came from Liu Chuanhan's sword.

"Thunderbolt Sword!"

At this time, Fu Yan felt that countless lightning hostility opened towards her, and the air seemed to turn into a sword blade, killing her straight.

This sword was coming fiercely, Fu Yan naturally did not dare to underestimate the enemy, only to see that she held her Linglong Broken Sword tightly with her backhand, and then also used her most powerful sword move.

Before the original body was just an ordinary outer disciple, so the swordsmanship he learned was also some simple basic swordsmanship, and he didn't have any powerful killing moves at all, so this fight obviously suffered a bit.

Amidst the huge sound of the sword, smoke and dust rose everywhere. After a gust of wind blew, Fu Yan's figure finally appeared. Although she barely caught Liu Chuanhan's sword, it was not easy.

The gray hairband had long since disappeared, and the jet-black long hair like a waterfall was blown up by the wind. Fu Yan held on to the Linglong Broken Sword to keep from falling down, but blood still flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Liu Chuanhan, who was in mid-air, saw that Fu Yan looked a little embarrassed, and couldn't help sneering: "I'm overconfident, it's just a small initial stage of consecration, how dare I confront me head-on."

Xu Yan, who had been observing the battle from behind, was also a little surprised. She didn't expect that it was Fu Yan who actually caught Senior Brother Liu's thunder strike.

Xu Yan, who often sparred with Senior Brother Liu, knew how powerful this sword was. Like her, she only had the cultivation level of the early stage of Consecration, but she couldn't catch Brother Liu's half-performed sword.

Although Xu Yan could see that Senior Brother Liu hadn't exerted all his strength, he still had [-]% of his strength, so it was no wonder that she was so surprised.

Fu Yan really never expected that he had exhausted his greatest strength, but he was only able to withstand Liu Chuanhan's sword. It seems that those monsters and geniuses are really capable of killing people by leapfrogging.

Now that he has tested his greatest strength, Fu Yan will naturally not continue to fight Liu Chuanhan, so without thinking about it, Fu Yan immediately withdraws and prepares to escape.

Thinking about it carefully, this was the third time she had escaped, and for a moment she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Sensing Fu Yan's intentions, Liu Chuanhan naturally wouldn't let her go. He snorted softly, and quickly stepped up to block Fu Yan.

Fu Yan was about to turn around again, but how could Liu Chuanhan give her a chance? Seeing that he quickly melted the seal in his hand, the saber in front of him suddenly turned wildly, and he whispered: "Go!"

Just as Fu Yan was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly felt a breath of death attacking her. This feeling was something she never had when she was running away from the flower pickers and bloodthirsty ice wolves. It will be cut in two by a sword.

As his pupils dilated, a powerful sword image was reflected in it, with such a fast speed that there was no chance for anyone to react.

How could Fu Yan be willing to die like this, she didn't want to die, she wanted to live a good life, perhaps because of the fear of death, the next moment she suddenly stretched out her hand and drew a half circle in the air, pouring out all her true energy All were poured into Broken Sword.

Linglong Duanjian at the side also seemed to sense Fu Yan's state of mind, and quickly began to vibrate. At that moment, Fu Yan felt as if she was possessed by Linglong Duanjian, and went directly to meet him.

Everything happened too fast, and when Liu Chuanhan reacted, he saw his sword shadow was cut into fragments by a broken sword, and flew towards him in the next second.

Liu Chuanhan didn't have time to react, so he could only watch with his own eyes as Fu Yan's sword broke through his protective essence, and the broken sword pierced through his chest. He fell down slowly with a face full of horror.

In the end, there was no breath at all.

Perhaps it was because everything happened so suddenly just now, and Xu Yan who was at the side also looked at his senior brother's body in disbelief, forgetting Fu Yan who was still on the ground for a moment.

Fu Yan did not let go of this opportunity easily, the next moment her whole body flashed, and Fu Yan who was holding the Linglong Broken Sword had appeared in front of Xu Yan, and without the slightest hesitation, she killed with a single sword.

But in the blink of an eye, as a figure fell down again, the surroundings finally returned to calm.

Fu Yan, who killed the two people, seemed to have finally come to her senses. She was a little dazed, as if she still couldn't believe that she had really killed two people.

No matter what Fu Yan said, it was the first time to kill someone. There must be a lot of twists and turns in her mood at this time, but at the same time, she also understood that this is a world where martial arts are respected. If she doesn't kill people, others will kill her.

After thinking this through, Fu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As for her own sword just now, Fu Yan herself was still a little dazed, she didn't understand why she could erupt such a powerful sword.

"It seems that the fear of death is indeed terrifying, but at the same time it also stimulates my greatest potential." Fu Yan thought to herself.

The fluctuation of the battle just now is not small, maybe someone will come over soon and kill two sect disciples, this matter is no small matter, if it gets into Zilanzong's ears, Fu Yan will really be overwhelmed Walk.

At that time, Shui Lingzong probably won't protect her.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan didn't dare to stay here any longer, and quickly took away the storage spirit rings of Liu Chuanhan and Xu Yan, and she hurriedly left here with a sword.

Fu Yan's guess was right. Not long after she left, two figures hurried over. The two of them stared at the corpse on the ground, showing surprise.

"It turned out that an inner disciple of Zilan Sect was killed, who could it be?"

One of them seemed to have discovered something when he came down, and he couldn't help but carefully observed the wound on Liu Chuanhan's chest. After a while, he looked incredible: "If you kill him with a sword, the opponent's cultivation level will definitely not be lower than that of the consecration period Dzogchen."

"It turned out to be... a sword of knowing!"

"If it's really only the consecration period, you will be able to comprehend the sword of knowing. It seems that someone in the northern region is about to rise again."