Little Sage Village.
Near the library.
Seeing the situation on the field, Tian Yan knew that she should take action.
Using his body skills, he disappeared in an instant.
…
Zhanri's back was facing the open door of the Library Pavilion, and he was holding the Zhishengjian in one hand. The sword energy on the sword had been weakened a lot, and the other hand was hanging weakly by his side.
Traces of blood trickled down from the edges of his bronze mask.
It dripped onto the bronze armor in front of him, or dripped along the armor and onto the ground.
shocking.
He thrust the Sun-Sealing Sword into the ground with a wave of his hand, and then put his hand on his other shoulder, followed by a painful low growl and a creepy bone-grinding sound.
Zhenri corrected his dislocated shoulder.
The meridians are also misaligned, but that is not something that can be corrected that easily.
"Mr. Wan Zhang, what a trick!" Zhi Ri looked coldly at Wan Zhang, who had a calm face in front of him and said angrily.
If Wan Zhang had retained 10% more of his inner strength just now, he would have died.
"If you don't cultivate your talents through learning, how can you find a way to success?" Wan Zhang shook his head and said, but he didn't seem to be targeting Zhan Ri.
Because there was no shadow covering the sun in his eyes.
He waved his sleeves, turned around, and walked towards the direction of the Confucian crowd.
"You!" Zhan Ri felt a wave of depression in his heart.
Wan Zhang has lost all his inner strength, yet he is still so arrogant!
It's true that the Ni Bodhisattva still has three points of fire energy, let alone a master like Zhenri.
Killing one more Wan Zhang was not part of the plan, but it didn't hurt.
Zhanri held a sword in one hand. The Zhanri sword was parallel to his shoulder. The Yin Qi on the sword was strong. He stabbed Wanzhang's back straight with the sword.
"Master!" Zhang Liang, Fu Nian, and Yan Lu shouted worriedly in unison.
Xunzi's pupils shrank, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.
Wan Zhang was still calm and calm, with one hand behind his back, letting the strong wind behind him blow away the ribbons in his hair and clothes.
He stopped and his figure was like a strong pine tree, standing still.
Wan Zhang closed his eyes slightly, this might be the last moment of his life.
But he remained calm, calm, and even elegant.
The strange blade of the Sun-cloaking Sword approached Wan Zhang's back.
At this critical moment, a wooden sword deflected the sun-shielding sword from a strange angle, which was piercing Wan Zhang's back.
It was Tian Yan.
Tian Yan was dressed in white and holding a wooden sword that he usually used to practice swordsmanship.
He swung his wooden sword and made a beautiful sword flower.
Colorful sword energy wrapped around the wooden sword in Tian Yan's hand.
Wan Zhang let out a long breath and continued to walk towards the Confucian crowd calmly step by step.
At the same time, everyone in Confucianism was relieved.
"Mr. Wei Yan, you came at the right time." Zhan Ri's gloomy falsetto voice was already gritting his teeth.
Damn it, are you still such a bully? ?
"Two senior brothers and nephews, I hope you can forgive me for coming late. Wei Yan is late." Tian Yan did not look at the sun, but said politely to the Confucian people behind him.
"It's not too late at all." Wan Zhang had just strolled up to Xunzi, then turned back to Tian Yan and said with a smile: "As Mr. Zhidian said, it's just the right time!"
"Pfft." Zhan Ri spit out another mouthful of blood, and a lot of blood flowed down from under Qin Jun's bronze mask. There were only mottled blood splatter marks on the outer eye sockets.
"Your Excellency Xinghun, how long will you continue to hide?
Do we have to wait for the CRRC to order Master Zhao Gao to sue the King of Qin again? "Zhan Ri shouted loudly, his voice a bit urgent.
He's anxious, he's anxious.
Xinghun used his movement skills and quickly rushed out from a dark corner.
Soon, the two of them surrounded Tian Yan, one behind the other.
"Why are you so impatient, Mr. Zhanri?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Xinghun's lips, and the blue flame tattoo on his face became more and more vivid.
"Is this the star soul of the Yin Yang family?" Tian Yan asked knowingly, looking at the other person's height of almost 1.56 meters.
At the same time, the four-color Qingyun came to life from above his head, and the strange Qi of the Four Seasons combined with the Qi of Longyou, supported by Tian Yan's surging internal force, protected Tian Yan's whole body.
The Yin Yang family has many weird methods, and you still have to be careful about what you should be careful about.
Even though Tian Yan believed that his strength was far superior to Star Soul.
Didn't Yan Dan also take advantage of Da Siming, whose strength was far below his own? A generation of heroes perished and disappeared.
"Oh? Have you ever heard of my name?" Xinghun looked at Tian Yan in front of him with interest.
Tian Yan feels that Xinghun is not as good as her. Xinghun is also a young genius with a heart as high as the sky. He can regard Zhuang Zhou as a "madman" and is so arrogant that even Gui Gu doesn't look down on him.
Xinghun felt that the fifteen-year-old boy in front of him might not be his opponent.
"Actually, I have never heard of it, and I hope you can forgive me, because your reputation is indeed not that great.
But the visitor is a guest, and you can’t offend the guest, right? Tian Yan lowered his head and looked at the short man with a smile.
The smile on Xinghun's face froze, but before his expression changed, Tian Yan said again:
"Why doesn't your guest grow taller? I almost didn't see you if I didn't lower my head." Tian Yan looked at Xinghun and continued.
"I advise you to be respectful when you speak." Xinghun said every word.
"Why didn't the guest grow taller? If he didn't lower his head, he almost didn't see... you?
Is this the respect that guests want? "Tian Yan continued.
"Ling Teeth, I hope that broken wooden sword in your hand is as sharp as your mouth, otherwise, I will feel very unfulfilled when I tear it apart!" The expression on Xinghun's face was not clear whether he was crying or laughing, he died. Staring at Tian Yandao.
Although he is well-educated, he is also angry... He is not angry, he is not angry!
At the same time, two blue air blades condensed from Star Soul's hands.
This is his unique skill, Qi Gathering Blade.
He flew up and hit Tian Yan's face with one move.
He was also planning to brag about each other in business for a while, because he heard that the other party was superb in swordsmanship, but now, he couldn't bear it anymore.
At this moment, he felt that he and this guy named Wei Yan would have to live together today.
Zhanri had no idea of taking action for the time being. He looked at Xinghun with an expression that looked like he had eaten a fly. After thinking about his arrogant expression before, the corners of his mouth behind the bronze mask curled up in a wide arc.
The injury to his shoulder is unclear and needs to be treated.
But he still made the gesture.
Regardless of whether you fight or not, you can't leave any evidence of betraying your teammates.
On the other side, Tian Yan wielded a wooden sword and easily blocked Xinghun's fierce attack.
The seven-color sword energy gathered on the wooden sword and swept towards the star soul.
The sword was a wooden sword, but the sword aura was not. Feeling the majestic and majestic sword aura, Xinghun did not dare to take a hard blow and took a few steps back.
The strength of the Yin Yang family protector is lower than that of Wei Zhuang, at least she doesn't feel any pressure.
