King Pu'anyi's eyes widened in anger, "Chen Tianfang, what time has it been, and you are still so playful, taking this beast with me, otherwise don't blame me for telling the emperor to kill his subordinates!"
"Everyone said that the prince was ruthless, but I didn't expect that the prince was not only shameless, but also angry and stupid as a pig..."
The smile on Chen Tianfang's face became more and more prosperous, but King Puanyi became more and more frightened. He suddenly thought of a possibility that he did not believe, and said in a trembling voice, "Chen Tianfang, I am the prince of Dai Viet, what on earth are you going to do!"
"Don't worry, Prince, what can I do? It's just to fulfill my promise. You did win the bet just now. The ghost of that kid belongs to you, go and get it."
As soon as Chen Tianfang finished speaking, the blind Taoist flashed forward and slapped King Pu'anyi on the shoulder. King Pu'anyi spat out a mouthful of blood and fell off the boat.
A black soul-calling flag suddenly appeared in the blind Taoist's hand. He shook it gently, and a stream of black air spurted out from the mouth of King Pu'anyi. In an instant, the increasingly dense black air transformed into an angry man in mid-air. The face is clearly the ghost of King Pu Anyi.
The blind Taoist sneered and waved the soul-calling flag again. The ghost of King Pu'anyi was instantly shattered and thrown into the soul-calling flag, turning into an angry face.
Chen Tianfang made a smooth move, and the Sumeru ring on King Pu'anyi's wrist fell into his palm. He glanced at the river in surprise and said with a smile, "You are quite determined. Ji Changtian's Sumeru ring contains at least Five hundred thousand gold miles."
Just now, he deliberately threw the body of King Pu'anyi toward the river, using King Pu'anyi's Sumeru Ring to lure Xu Yi out of the water. This son's deceitfulness at the bottom of the river really frightened him.
Unexpectedly, Xu Yi remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai.
Just when Chen Tianfang was secretly feeling depressed, Xu Yi slowly emerged from the water, stepped on the waves, looked at Chen Tianfang and said, "I didn't expect that the leader of the presidential guard would be such a thing. It's extremely disappointing."
Xu Yi guessed Chen Tianfang's identity. The reason is simple. The reason why he appears this time is ultimately due to the mission of the Imperial Guard Command.
Xu Yi didn't believe that Lu Shanren would harm him, not Lu Shanren. It can only be the person who moved Lu Shanren. In addition to the current President of the Imperial Guard, who else is there.
"You actually know me!"
Chen Tianfang was startled, and then smiled, "Indeed. With your intelligence, it's not surprising that you guessed it was me. You can't blame me. You are such a sharp kid. It just so happened that the reward Ji Changtian promised was generous enough. In the end, It is your ghost that makes my heart beat. Xu Yi, Xu Yi, you said that if I could capture your ghost and interrogate all the poems in your head, I would pretend to study poems with great concentration for two years. You said that this Vietnam Will there be another poet named Chen in the world?"
"Just because of this, you want to kill me?"
Xu Yi emerged from the river. He just wanted to know how he had allowed the President of the Imperial Guard to have murderous intentions. He did not believe that the main reason was King Pu'anyi. If the Commander of the Imperial Guard could only be driven by money, his far-sighted senior brother Liu would not do this. He respects his immediate boss as much as he does.
But he never imagined that a warrior, the top brain of the armed forces in the forbidden area of Dayue Palace, would be willing to kill in order to get a wonderful poem.
Chen Tianfang smiled and said, "Isn't this reason enough? You, the boy, have gotten less by relying on this literary name!"
Xu Yi realized with a shout.
He has always regarded poetry as a minor thing, but he has forgotten the powerful influence of poetry in Dai Viet. Thinking back carefully, if it weren't for the name of poetry, how could he possibly have obtained an eight million gold loan from Delong Bank, and how could he have obtained the crazy support of the Marquis of Anqing.
The benefits of poetry are so great. It's indeed enough to kill people.
"You know enough, then accept your fate!"
Chen Tianfang let out a long roar and got out of the boat. Suddenly, there was a pure purple sword in his hand. The sword flower was drawn quickly, and the eight sword lights bloomed like an orchid.
Xu Yi sneered. He was about to escape into the water.
I heard a cold shout from the blind Taoist, "Banned!"
A silver light flashed on the surface of the water. When Xu Yi stepped on it, the water surface turned into soft plasticine, which could be stepped into deep pits, but it was difficult to penetrate at all.
Xu Yi stepped on the "plasticine" with his feet, and Chen Tianfang slashed down with his purple sword. Eight rays of sword light split the world. The sword light fell on Xu Yi in an instant, and a bright orchid bloomed on his chest.
The green shirt was torn like paper. Paradoxically, the sword light shot down. It didn't penetrate the flesh, but it seemed to hit fine iron.
Chen Tianfang was shocked. With the power of Jinghong Sword and the power of Eight Points Technique, even real fine iron was chopped into pieces. This man was not even injured at all.
Just when he was shocked, Xu Yi stepped into the void and shot out like lightning.
"I really underestimated you. You gave me too many surprises."
Chen Tianfang narrowed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands, and a dense storm emerged from his palms. With a bang, countless evil needles as thick as human hairs shot out from the storm.
clang clang clang clang...
After a burst of intensive noise, Xu Yi, who had rushed forward, had numerous blood holes all over his body.
Chen Tianfang was really shocked. Xu Yi's ability to withstand the Jinghong Sword was beyond his expectations. His ability to withstand his evil needle with his body was beyond his imagination.
Is this an ability possessed by the Qi Sea Realm?
"Well, even if I want to be a monster again, that's the end of it."
Chen Tianfang was very relaxed, with a cruel smile on his face. He faced the rushing Xu Yi and said softly, "Old Ghost, close the Internet cafe. Don't let me swallow your ghost."
The blind Taoist nodded, and the black soul-calling flag swayed in his palm. Deep in the Xu Yi Ling Platform, there was a sudden pain. It seemed that the little man deep in the ghost soul was caught in the neck by a black and white hook, and was pulled out desperately.
Chen Tianfang's eyes widened, and he was extremely shocked. Others didn't know how powerful Blind Old Taoist was, but he knew that although this person was only in the late stage of Qihai, he was possessed of ghost arts and was extremely evil. When he cooperated with him, the condensate state was almost resistant to hand.
Whenever he needs to break through the enemy's defense, even if it is to tear a little bit of skin, the blind old man can easily solve the battle with the soul-calling flag in his palm. This has been verified countless times.
But this time, his evil needles had pricked Xu Yi with holes, and the blind Taoist's soul-calling flag shook like a lotus leaf in the wind, but no drop of blood could be seen coming out of the little thief's wounds, let alone his ghost. and pull it out.
Compared to Chen Tianfang, the blind Taoist was not only shocked, but also horrified. He succeeded in self-sacrifice with the soul-calling flag, which can be said to be unfavorable. Even if the liquid condensation monk cannot suck out the ghost for a while, he can still draw out the blood to restore its vitality. Serious injury.
But at this moment, when facing this kid who only had the Qi Sea realm, Man said that he could draw out his ghost, but he didn't even draw his blood.
This is the first time such a weird situation has occurred since the blind Taoist sacrificed himself to make a soul-calling flag.
To be continued.
