Fan Zunyang looked directly at Li Sirui, nodded slowly and said: "Then my answer - yes, I do have a private transaction with Pei Yuangu."
Li Sirui was stunned when he heard the words, and Pei Yingke was also surprised. He hesitated to speak while scanning with his wonderful eyes.
Li Sirui managed to calm down and said in a cold voice, "So when Pei Yuangu attacked Chaotian Palace a few days ago, it was really you who colluded with him?"
Fan Zunyang still nodded and said: "Yes."
Li Sirui's delicate body trembled, and as her chest rose and fell sharply, she finally said in a trembling voice: "Okay... Then answer my last question, did Murong Murong die at your hands?"
The unexpected question was loud and clear, and all eyes in the audience were focused on Fan Zunyang. At this time, he looked calm and still answered in one word: "Yes."
He was fully expecting a denial, but in the end it was a denial. When the crowd was filled with emotion, they suddenly heard Li Sirui let out a shrill scream.
Immediately, her delicate body moved suddenly, and she suddenly came closer. Dozens of silver rays of light burst out from her palm like a galaxy, and struck Fan Zunyang in front of him.
The falling plum blossoms attract the snow, and the stars are skillfully weaved in the sky. Knowing that this blow will never turn around, Fan Zunyang is unstoppable and stands there with his hands tied, only sighing.
One ebbs and another ebbs and flows, the victory or defeat is determined, not as fast as a blink of an eye, but there are continuous chichi chichi sounds, and all the sharp and cold light penetrates into Fan Zunyang's body.
Even though he was as strong as a master without any plan, he could not match the power of his ultimate move. His handsome face turned as pale as a sheet of paper in an instant, and he let out a pained groan.
The situation was changing, and everyone in the audience was shocked. Li Sirui gained the upper hand and could not stand up to anyone. With a sharp scolding, his left finger condensed into a sword, and his right palm turned into a knife. With endless flames, he turned into a fire phoenix and slammed into Fan Zunyang's chest.
Fan Zunyang was already at the end of his strength and had no intention of responding. How could he be spared this attack?
Immediately, there was a loud bang, and Fan Zunyang's body suddenly jumped up, and he stepped back seven or eight steps. Although his mouth was splashed with vermilion, he still stood tall.
Li Sirui had already made up his mind that he had to take Fan Zunyang's life, and he was approaching him again like a shadow in the blink of an eye.
At this time, he saw the golden front rising sharply, the evil halberd piercing the air, the majestic ocher shadow entering the situation, and the demon calamity fire striking with a bang. Even if there were thousands of troops, it would be difficult for them to cross the thunder pool even half a step.
How could Li Sirui be able to compete with the world-shaking power of the Xijiang Sword Emperor? He staggered back with a muffled grunt, and even more energy and blood surged in his chest.
Sima Yu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but just stopped the sword sharply and said in a deep voice with cold eyes: "Whoever wants to harm Mr. Wuji should first ask me if I agree."
Although the leader of the Kongtong Sect was covered in blood and could not hide his embarrassment, the name of the Seven Swords of China was unparalleled in the martial arts world. Coupled with the power of the evil halberd in his hand, it even revealed a frightening majesty.
Everyone couldn't help but froze for a moment, looking at each other in silence. There was a dead silence in the field for a moment, and then the big man with the sword slowly stepped forward, clasped his fists in greeting and said: "Mr. Sima, please. This is a grudge between Chaotian Que and Sword Fengjiang. I hope you will not interfere, otherwise Guan will have to excuse me."
Sima Yu snorted coldly and said with clear disdain: "Guan Sandu, although you are known as the 'Guanxi Martial Saint', you are not worthy to be my opponent."
Guan Shandu, a big man with a sword in his arms, was ridiculed, but he did not show any anger at all. He just nodded slightly and said: "The great hero Murong admired Mr. Sima's ability very much during his lifetime, but as the saying goes, 'the place of righteousness, even though tens of thousands of people go there, I ’, so even if it’s difficult, Guan will never back down.”
Sima Yu smiled coldly, and saw the thin old man walking forward, frowning and saying: "There was a conflict between the Gui and I factions a few days ago. It can be said that the Gui faction was instigated by Pei Yuangu, but today the leader of Sima has To protect the murderer, could it be that your faction has formed an alliance with Sword Fengjiang?"
Sima Yu smacked his nose and said: "Qian Liben, you don't have to make any assumptions. If you want to take action, I will accompany you. If you don't have the courage, just retreat."
These words were so arrogant that even Guan Shandu couldn't help frowning. He raised his hand and took out the nine-eared and eight-ringed purple gold knife from his back. He took a step forward and said solemnly: "Mr. Sima is determined to have his own way, so Guan will teach him a clever trick."
After he finished speaking, he pointed the blade at Sima Yu's throat, which was the perfect way to destroy the enemy's head among all the troops.
Seeing that a fight between dragons and tigers was about to take place, Fan Zunyang said in a hoarse voice: "You two, wait a moment and listen to what Fan has to say first."
Guan Shandu glanced coldly and said sternly: "No need, Your Excellency personally admitted to killing Murong Murong. Even if we are shattered to pieces today, we will make you pay with your life."
Fan Zunyang gave a wry smile, shook his head and said: "Although it is not a pity to die for Fan, for the sake of the overall situation of Chaotian Que, I hope Brother Guan will not be impatient and will not cause pain to his relatives and happiness to his enemies."
Guan Shandu was stunned, and at this moment he heard Li Sirui's sad voice: "What hurts the relatives but makes the enemies happy? If you kill Hero Murong, you are our biggest enemy!"
Fan Zunyang covered his mouth and coughed twice, then raised his sleeves to cover the blood foam at the corner of his mouth, and then said sadly: "Fan should bear your anger, but the truth must be made public, otherwise Fan will die in peace."
Li Sirui couldn't help but secretly feel sad when she saw Fan Zunyang being so severely injured by her.
Fan Zunyang took a breath, placed his hands in a seal flat on his chest, and said in a low voice: "It's as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, as motionless as a mountain, as unpredictable as the dark, and as moving as thunder."
This passage is familiar to everyone. It is the original text of "Sun Tzu's Art of War: Military Struggle". Li Sirui was confused and had no idea what Fan Zunyang was up to.
After hearing this, Guan Sandu and Qian Liben's expressions suddenly changed, and they looked at each other with shock in their eyes. Finally, Guan Sandu said in a deep voice: "A tower rising up to the sky, like thunder in the sky."
Fan Zunyang nodded and said slowly: "Feng Linhuo, emerges from the secluded world and enters the bright light. On that day, I married Jinlan with Brother Guan and others in front of the Chongsheng Monument, and jointly created the great cause of Chaotian Tower in Chang'an. It's really... ahem... it's really... It’s Fan’s luck.”
When these words were spoken, they were no less than a thunderbolt from the clear sky. Everyone was stunned and even Sima Yu couldn't help but change his expression.
But what was even more shocking was Guan Shandu and Qian Liben. Qian Liben stepped forward and said with excitement: "Only the people of Siliang and Murong knew about what happened back then. You...could it be that you are——" Forest'?"
Fan Zunyang cupped his hands in courtesy and said, "In the past, I was worried that you would despise Fan because he was young and ignorant, so he deliberately concealed his appearance. As the saying goes, 'the trees are as beautiful as the trees, the wind will destroy them.' Not strong', but it is really difficult for Fan to achieve 'no damage to the five aggregates and no movement to the eight winds'."
Qian Liben's eyes widened even more when he heard this, and he was speechless for a moment.
Guan Shanduqiang calmed himself down, stared at Fan Zunyang and said: "Since you are 'Lin', why did you form a clique and conspire with the Pei family, and today you even more disregarded your faith and killed the hero Murong?"
Fan Zunyang's expression darkened, and he said faintly: "A month ago, a powerful enemy invaded Shenque, easily broke the protective formation, and severely damaged Murong Murong while he was doing his best. Everyone must know about this."
Guan Shandu raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't this powerful enemy someone who conquers borders with swords?"
