"teacher!"
"Kill her!"
"And Fan Li!"
"Kill them all!"
The sound coming from Prince Wanli's throat was worse than an old bellows.
He cursed angrily, his whole body shaking with pain.
"But..." Zhang Juzheng looked around. "Your Highness, Fan Li has disappeared."
"What!?"
Prince Wanli was shocked and angry.
He also discovered that there was no sign of Fan Li on the top of Gushan Mountain. There was only Lu Fubao who was unconscious but still standing strong on the opposite side.
Could it be that Fan Li jumped off the mountain and escaped?
This is impossible!
When the formation was activated, with the top of the mountain as the center, a radius of several hundred feet was swallowed up by the Yin Fire.
Based on Fan Li's meager cultivation, even if he escaped to the foot of the mountain, he would definitely be burned to ashes.
"teacher!"
"At least kill this woman! Cut her into pieces!"
Zhang Juzheng sighed after hearing this.
After all, he is a famous scholar and cabinet bachelor, but he wants to attack a woman who has no power to resist?
However, he could never disobey the prince's orders.
"yes."
Zhang Juzheng raised his hand and pointed at Lu Fubao.
The loss of a hundred years of life allowed him to make great progress in cultivation and reach the ninth level of Hedao Realm in one go!
The price is also very heavy.
Zhang Juzheng's remaining longevity was only ten or twenty years longer than that of his first assistant, Yan Song, and his second assistant, Xu Jie, who were buried up to their necks in loess.
In theory, there was no hope of his ascension.
Unless Emperor Jiajing or Wanli could rise to power before Zhang Juzheng's longevity expired.
"Your Majesty... I'm counting on you..." Zhang Juzheng said sadly in his heart.
A majestic and simple aura condensed at Zhang Juzheng's fingertips.
The energy is ready to go.
This air arrow can penetrate even the body-protecting spiritual energy of Taoist masters, let alone the Nascent Soul realm.
The next second!
A sudden change occurred!
A strong wind fell in the sky, accompanied by an afterimage.
Something grabbed Lu Fubao like an eagle pounces on a rabbit, and took her flying high into the sky!
"It's him!?"
Zhang Juzheng saw the other person clearly and saw that it was Fan Li who was controlling a strange device that could soar in the sky without even using any spiritual power.
He remembered!
Before the formation was activated, Fan Li was tinkering with a strange object made of huanghuali wood as a bone and colorful spirit deer skin as an umbrella.
"Fan...Fan Li?" Lu Fubao woke up leisurely.
She first realized that she was being hugged tightly by Fan Li with one arm, and then there was a strong wind blowing against her face, and she was actually in the air.
Fan Li is flying with him?
"Is this... a mechanism technique?"
She clearly saw the props behind Fan Li, which were triangular and spread out to the left and right, and seemed to function like the wings of a bird.
Fan Li shook his head: "This is called paragliding. My cultivation level is too low and I can't fly. I used to do it on a whim. I can use the wind to glide and fly."
He is not a professional paraglider and has only been seen on TV before.
However, with the financial resources of the Fan family, manufacturing a paraglider is extremely simple.
No matter the price, just use the lightest and strongest materials and it will be done.
For example, this colorful deerskin is lighter than ordinary silk and satin, yet tougher and more reliable than chemical materials before time travel.
"You have this thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?" Lu Fubao asked strangely.
Fan Li smiled bitterly: "If you use this thing in front of thousands of pursuing soldiers, it will be a target even if it flies into the sky. What's more, the wind on the ground is weak. I can only fly because of the strong wind and high drop on the top of the mountain."
Fan Li didn't expect that his words would turn into a crow's mouth!
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong wind blowing from behind him.
It was inconvenient for Fan Li to look back, but Lu Fubao could see clearly.
"Hide quickly!"
"Zhang Juzheng takes action!"
A green light was only as thick as an index finger, but it carried the terrifying power of penetrating everything!
Such a height!
Such a distance!
In front of the Great Perfection of the ninth level of Hedao Realm, he is still a living target!
puff!
There was a muffled sound.
The green energy hit Fan Li's right waist, penetrated the entire upper body, and finally passed out from the left shoulder.
The radiance continued upward, shooting a hole through the deerskin of the paraglider.
On the top of the mountain, Zhang Juzheng could see clearly.
"Your Highness, Fan Li's internal organs have been damaged. In this state, he should be close to death."
"Why don't you pursue me, teacher? I want Fan Li's body." Prince Wanli said dissatisfied.
In the sky, Fan Li had flown so far away that he could only vaguely see a small dot.
But with the flight speed of the ninth level of the Hedao Realm, he can easily catch up.
"I need to rest, and the prince also needs someone to protect him."
After Zhang Juzheng finished speaking, his head was covered with white hair and sweat.
He sat cross-legged on the spot and began to meditate and tease.
Only then did Prince Wanli remember that all the five thousand prince's troops were killed in the battle, leaving only a weak Zhang Juzheng beside him.
He swallowed, the desire to survive finally defeated greed.
"Teacher, please adjust your breath quickly, don't let yourself be in danger."
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"Fan Li!"
"Fan Li! Wake up! I don't know how to use a paraglider!"
The deerskin of the paraglider was damaged and the holes continued to expand. It could no longer withstand the wind and fell all the way down.
Fan Li, who was in charge of the control, had already passed out.
From his wound, blood spurted out continuously, scattering into blood flowers in mid-air.
Lu Fubao was so anxious that he almost shed tears!
She tried hard to transfer her remaining spiritual energy to Fan Li, but with little success.
After a frantic search, they were shocked to realize that Fan Li's internal organs were riddled with holes!
This is an injury serious enough to lead to death!
"Fan Li, hold on, I will save you!"
Lu Fubao tried his best to calm down in the panic, recalling Fan Li's actions in controlling the paraglider, and barely maintained the stability during the fall.
What a blessing in misfortune!
Not far below, there is a mirror lake.
Lu Fubao gritted his teeth and tried his best to let the paraglider fall towards the lake.
Plop!
The water splashed everywhere, and it fell into the lake at least, preventing Fan Li from falling to his death.
She struggled to drag Fan Li ashore, fearing that the water would aggravate Fan Li's injuries.
Lu Fubao didn't notice that there was a figure approaching him on the shore.
"Who are you!"
"Why did you break into the realm of my Qingyun Sect?"
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"Owner?"
Wu Zhui transformed into a black dragon and flew quickly in a certain direction carrying Fan Li.
One person and one dragon share the same mind.
There was something strange about Fan Li, and Wu Zhui immediately noticed it.
"One of my clones may die." Fan Li said slowly.
Wu Hao's pupils were shocked!
She knows best the importance of the clone to Fan Li!
"Master, go rescue the clone first?!" Wu Zhui said anxiously.
She personally took action to aid Lu Bu and Yan Yuan.
Fan Li also went out as a clone, protected by Wu Zui. He could observe the identity and methods of the archery attacker at close range.
"No need." Fan Lihan said: "The clone is seriously injured. Even if you rush over as quickly as possible, it will be too late."
He paused briefly, then said with a strange expression: "The clone is still in a coma, but I obviously feel that the injury has become less severe. It seems that an external force is healing me."
When Wu Zhui heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fan Li did not inform anyone about this trip to Yunmeng Mountain at first. He only sent a clone.
The fight for Guiguzi, once successful, may become a target of public criticism.
Originally, Lu Chunqiu was in charge, so he could keep the clone safe.
But it was Lu Fubao who came, so Fan Li could only take a gamble.
He didn't expect that he was so unlucky. After conquering Gui Guzi, he fell into a dangerous situation where many parties were ambushing him. It was really no surprise at all.
"Owner!"
Wu Zhui exclaimed, awakening Fan Li from deep thought.
Finally found the battlefield between Lu Bu, Yan Yuan and the mysterious master of the Mahayana realm of archery.
However, the battle is clearly over.
A vast plain with countless cracks torn apart.
Occasionally, a few hills are also riddled with holes and dilapidated.
At a cliff, Wu Zhui and Fan Li saw familiar faces.
Confucian scholar, Yan Yuan.
His hands and feet were severed, and he was nailed to the cliff by Fang Tian's painted halberd...
(End of chapter)
