Because of Granny Yin's intervention, the Mingyue Heart Conference skipped the carefully arranged programs and started in advance in a hurry.
One after another, people came to the venue.
The timing was different from the original announcement, which made the newcomers show some dissatisfaction. However, after discovering Granny Yin in the scene, under the instructions of the elders, these dissatisfaction was suppressed among the younger generations, so that They dare to be angry but dare not speak out.
Even so, when they saw Yang Chan in the field, they were still fascinated by her. They didn't even take what Pang Li said into their hearts, as if they didn't hear it at all.
Even if they heard it, no one would care.
Gu Chen felt his heart being grabbed by an invisible hand, with bursts of pain, and he felt sorry for Yang Chan's experiences over the years.
Even if he didn't know anything yet, from Pang Li's spiteful words, he already knew that Yang Chan had not been living well these years. Seeing Yang Chan's helpless and slightly sad eyes, Gu Chen felt very sad. feel bad.
If Yang Chan hadn't been taken away by Yunzhi ten years ago...
However, ten years ago, he was so powerless and could do nothing. He could only watch Yang Chan being taken back to Yinnu Cult by Yun Zhi.
"The human heart is ugly, and it is the most difficult thing to make a person believe that others are kind to him."
Lu Yan spoke in a sarcastic tone. He felt restless and restless. There was an unknown fire in his heart that he suppressed and then rebounded. He felt faintly hot.
He noticed the sadness on Gu Chen's face, and also noticed the concern hidden under Luo Cheng's cold appearance. When he saw Wu Tiao looking around, his eyes seemed to pause for a moment on Gu Chen, and then looked everywhere again. Entrance and exit...
He began to feel that something was wrong.
There is no difference between Gu Chen and Luo Cheng, but Wu Tiao's thoughts are not at all present, let alone the many female cultivators of the Yin Nu Cult. However, his breathing is getting faster and faster, and looking back at himself, he is also impetuous.
Cracks appeared in the space on the field, and as the mirror spread, it then shattered, revealing Pang Li's ferocious and crazy face. At the same time, she also saw Yang Chan opposite.
Yang Chan just stood there, making no move yet, with sentimentality and pity on her face.
She's laughing at me!
Intense anger suddenly surged up, Pang Li held the sword tightly in her hand and stared at Yang Chan.
Leng Liuliu off the field had been completely awakened by a basin of cold water. Seeing Pang Li at this time, she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't. Tears burst out of her eyes and wet her face.
"Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!"
Pang Li kept repeating, her voice getting louder and louder.
Yang Chan shook his head and said: "If you want to kill me, you have to show your trump card. Junior sister, you volunteered to be the first to challenge me. You don't even have the slightest preparation, right?"
"hehe!"
Pang Li showed a meaningful smile and rushed towards Yang Chan.
On the high platform where the Qingyang Sect and his party were sitting, Luo Lan whispered to Xu Mushan: "The power of charm is that it can affect people's hearts, cause damage to the spirit, and prevent the opponent's true strength from being used. However, if the method is used incorrectly, it may also trap oneself. In an unfavorable situation, if the opponent you encounter has a twisted mind and no longer struggles after being bewitched, but instead surrenders, you will also gain another kind of power because you see your true heart. That kind of power is powerful and twisted, but it will not help you. Easy to deal with.”
Xu Mushan looked at Yang Chan in the field and said softly: "Is this the situation now?"
Luo Lan nodded and said: "That demon girl shot herself in the foot, but the Yin Nu Cult is really ugly."
Thinking of the conversation between Yang Chan and Pang Li, Xu Mushan murmured in a low voice: "It's so ugly, people's hearts..."
Pang Li's swordsmanship was messy and seemingly disorganized, but she was desperately trying to close the distance with Yang Chan.
Yang Chan tapped her toes, her body was light, and she distanced herself from Pang Li.
To cope with this kind of chaotic swordsmanship, it was difficult for her to perform the Jinghong Step, especially at this time, Pang Li was already showing signs of madness. With her twisted mind, she was no longer easily affected by the spell, and Yang Chan was on guard. Pang Li's secret backhand.
Yang Chan would never believe that Pang Li challenged her recklessly without any preparation. They should all know that no one would be her opponent.
However, after dealing with Pang Li for a long time, Yang Chan even deliberately exposed her flaws several times to allow Pang Li to get closer to her, but she did not see Pang Li using hidden methods. Yang Chan couldn't help but secretly wonder, did she really want to do this this time? too much?
Yang Chan's consciousness glanced at the long sword in Pang Li's hand several times. That sword had concerned her and made her fearful from the beginning.
In order to deal with her, Pang Li specially prepared this sword. If Pang Li had any back-up plan, it was probably due to this sword. Pang Li would not be able to slash randomly with a sword. Such a ridiculous idea to defeat her, right?
However, Yang Chan discovered after several visits that it was indeed just an ordinary spiritual sword, and there was nothing suspicious about it. At least she didn't find anything at all.
This made her strange.
Dad Gu: "Ah——!!"
Pang Li suddenly screamed, mad and angry, and the sword movement became more urgent and chaotic.
Yang Chan shook his head, not wanting to accompany her any more nonsense. Since the sword was not Pang Li's backhand, he would force her backhand out.
The bell on the left foot rang softly, the sound waves spread, and people's hearts trembled.
Pang Li paused slightly, but immediately raised her sword to stab Yang Chan.
Crazy, she was now able to resist Yang Chan's charm.
Without losing any caution, Yang Chan twisted her body, danced her arms lightly, and a long white silk ribbon surrounded her.
Wash Yue Ling.
Xiyue Ling is her magical weapon, which is at the level of a mysterious weapon. It integrates offense and defense. It can easily withstand the level of spiritual weapons in Pang Li's hands.
Yang Chan pinched her fingers lightly and started to perform the trick, her fingertips showing a faint purple light.
Unexpectedly, a sword pierced Xiyue Ling directly, breaking through Xiyue Ling's defense, and stabbed Yang Chan's chest without losing power.
That sword was obviously not Pang Li's spiritual sword, but a red sword, a blood sword made of blood.
Yang Chan's expression changed, her scalp went numb for a while, she felt an unprecedented crisis coming, and she hurriedly retreated.
The blood sword was extremely sharp and easily cut a large gash in Xi Yue Ling, and the blood stained Xi Yue Ling red.
Through the opening, Yang Chan saw Pang Li's pale and crazy face, as well as her vicious eyes.
The blood sword was condensed and extended from the broken spirit sword. The spirit sword was indeed unable to break through Xi Yue Ling's defense. It had been broken when it collided with Xi Yue Ling, but the sword body A blood sword was revealed inside, and the blood sword continued to extend. Even if Yang Chan kept retreating, he still chased after her.
Is this her trump card?
The blood sword exuded an ominous aura, making Yang Chan feel mortal danger.
She kept a few inches away from the tip of the sword. This was because she reacted quickly enough and pulled away in time.
I didn't expect that Pang Li could really bear it. Speaking of it, she was still careless.
Yang Chan suddenly felt a stab of pain in his chest. Yang Chan was startled and his consciousness swept away.
It turned out that he just couldn't avoid it, and the clothes on his chest were touched by the blood sword, but it was just a touch. Yang Chan had definitely avoided it at that time.
But at this moment, the blood stains spread on the material of the clothes, as if they were alive, and went straight to her chest.
Yang Chan's hair stood on end, and at the same time, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had seen him before.
Yuan Li gathered at her fingertips, and she no longer bothered to examine it carefully. She peeled off the clothing material. A sharp light flashed in her eyes, and she peeled away the part of the skin and flesh that was in contact with the clothing material.
Her movements were neat, done in one go, quick and decisive.
Although the injury stung, the sense of crisis just now dissipated.
Yang Chan had never seen this kind of technique performed by Pang Li, but the strange feeling was somehow so strange and yet so familiar, deep in his memory.
With the spread of her consciousness, she had already seen the reactions of the people around her.
She saw the shock on Su Chengling's face, the cold light in Yun Zhi's eyes, the moved expression on He Shuang's face, and Granny Yin's unabashed murderous intention...
Yang Chan dodged sideways, and the Blood Sword suddenly turned around. She could feel her own breath on the tip of the sword, as if it had just touched her and locked her Qi machine at the same time.
This is even more difficult.
A soft long sword was held in Yang Chan's hand. The sword was soft and flexible, like a snake.
Moon eyebrow sword.
With its soft sword body, the Moon Eyebrow Sword avoided the blood sword. The sword lengthened like a long whip and slashed at Pang Li's right wrist, cutting a deep wound there. However, there was not a drop of blood on the wound. flow out.
