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But despite this, the aftermath of Zhongchi's fighting spirit still hit Zhen Jian's chest. Zhen Jian was thrown far away, spitting blood from his mouth, and curled up on the ground unable to get up.
First, he forcefully performed the sixth move and suffered a backlash from his fighting skills, and then received a heavy blow from the aftermath of Zhongchi's fighting spirit. Zhen Jian was extremely seriously injured at this time. Fighting energy was scurrying around in his body like thousands of ants eating his heart, and his internal organs were in turmoil. He was in unbearable pain. .
But what are the injuries on his body compared to his despair?
Although Zhen Jian has not mastered the sixth form of the "Nine Emperor Swords" at all. What he just performed was only the incomplete form of the sixth form. There is still a big gap between it and the real sixth form, but its power is far greater than the fifth form. There were so many moves that Zhen Jian even regained hope of defeating Xiao Yan. But Zhen Jian never expected that he would be defeated by Xiao Yan in one blow!
Zhen Jian's eyes were straightened. He felt that the pride that belonged to him before was simply a joke. At this time, he was completely despairing, and all his unwillingness turned into powerless despair.
Let me ask you, if you can't even defeat the patriarch of a family affiliated to the Zhen family who is also a four-star peak fighting emperor that you don't even want to look at, how can you deserve the glory of a "peerless genius"? How can he have the nerve to become the future successor to the head of the Zhen family? Zhen Jian only felt that his sword heart, which he had practiced hard for many years, was shattered, everything became meaningless, and the colorful picture of life turned into gray at this moment.
"Master, Master, are you...are you okay?"
The guards on Zhen Jian's side ignored all the shock and quickly gathered around. They supported Zhen Jian and stuffed high-level healing elixirs into Zhen Jian's mouth. Their eyes were full of worry.
Zhen Jian, however, was completely ungrateful. He spat out the elixir and struggled to get up. He didn't look at his subordinates or pay attention to Xiao Yan who was standing not far away, and staggered towards the original path. However, due to the serious injury, he only took a few steps and fell heavily to the ground, scattering a little dust.
But he supported his body with both hands and swayed a few times before standing up again and continuing to move forward. His whole body became a lot worse at this moment.
The guards stared blankly at Zhen Jian's back, their eyes even more worried, but they didn't know what to do. After a long time, one of the guards seemed to remember something and shouted to Zhen Jian: "Master, you haven't taken your Hao Jian yet!"
Zhen Jian turned a deaf ear and still staggered forward with empty eyes.
The guard was stunned for a moment, picked up Hao Jian from the ground, chased after him, and handed it to Zhen Jian respectfully - "Master, your sword."
"Hahahaha." Zhen Jian did not reach out to take the sword. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with tears streaming down his face. "I have been immersed in swordsmanship since I was a child, but today I have been defeated again and again. How can I wear this sword again?"
"This..." The guard muttered, but he dared not answer the question, and could only watch Zhen Jian's lost figure gradually go away.
"Put away the Haojian and let's catch up. If something happens to the young master, none of us will survive."
Another guard who seemed to be quite prestigious among the crowd looked back at Xiao Yan with an unusually complicated expression, waved his hand and led the crowd to catch up.
The mountain road became quiet again, and the mountain wind blew up the dust on the ground and dispersed it in the air, adding a touch of depression to the dusk sky.
Xiao Yan had been watching this scene silently with an expressionless face. No one knew what he was thinking at this time.
"The strong murderous aura that erupted from you just now scared me. I thought you would actually kill me!" Jing Wuchen stepped forward and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder, his eyes full of admiration, "You can kill me in this way!" You can control your emotions when you are furious, and you can also take your moves at will in a life-and-death fight. Brother Xiao, I really admire your calmness and exquisite control of fighting skills."
"That Zhen Jian is so ungrateful. He kept pushing me even though he was obviously inferior to others. I did have the urge to kill him just now." Xiao Yan said with a gloomy face, "But you and I both know that unless it is absolutely necessary, this It’s better not to kill Zhen Jian.”
"However, even though I didn't kill him, he was no different from being crippled."
A smile gradually appeared on Xiao Yan's lips.
"What's the meaning?"
Although Zhen Jian was seriously injured, he had many subordinates to protect him. As long as he took the healing elixir and recuperated for a few days, he would definitely not have any sequelae. Why bother talking about it? Jing Wuchen didn't understand it, and Long Yi didn't understand it either.
"I also guessed it from Zhen Jian's Luo Tuo expression just now." Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Zhen Jian is regarded as a peerless genius in the Zhen family because of his excellent talent. He has always set his sights on others and has never experienced any setbacks. Such a person may appear gentle and courteous on the surface, but deep down he must be extremely arrogant and arrogant. It is difficult for him to accept defeat, and even more difficult for him to accept defeat at the hands of a person like me who has a huge disparity in status."
"It can be said that today's defeat is definitely the biggest shame in his life. With his character, this may become a shadow that he will never get rid of in his life. He is proud of his sword all his life, and the heart of the sword is his motivation for continuous improvement. The source of power is the root of his rapid progress in cultivation. Now that he has abandoned his sword and the sword's heart has been broken, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make any further progress in the way of swordsmanship in this life.
"Haha, this is the best. This is better than killing him!" Jing Wuchen gave Xiao Yan a thumbs up, but he soon thought that Xiao Yan might offend the Zhen family because of this, and couldn't help but remind him He said, "But Brother Xiao, Zhen Jian will definitely hold a grudge after receiving this blow. I'm afraid he will target you specifically in the future, so you have to guard against it."
"It doesn't matter." Xiao Yan smiled disapprovingly, "If he can't solve the problem himself, who can blame him? If you are the head of the Zhen family, do you think that the Zhen family is a useless person? Is Zhen Jian more important, or is a subsidiary family more important?"
"It seems I've been worrying too much." Jing Wuchen took out two roll leaves and lit them, gave one to Xiao Yan, and took a nice sip himself.
Xiao Yan took Juan Ye and sighed softly: "Oh, I didn't expect that the halo on a genius' head can go from dazzling to dim. It seems that on the road to fighting the emperor, talent is not the most important, perseverance Perseverance and a character that becomes more courageous despite setbacks are more important."
"Yes." Jing Wuchen nodded as if he had some understanding, and suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think Hun Ying Jue is nearby? Did you also see the scene of the conflict between you and Zhen Jian?"
"I don't know." Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly shrank when he mentioned the troublesome guy Hun Ying Jue. "If I could know the whereabouts of that bastard, I wouldn't have to be careful all the time."
Xiao Yan looked at the scarlet blood moon in the sky, thought for a while and said: "However, I think the possibility of him being close is not very high. After all, he can only block the detection of soul power, and it is still difficult to detect it within the range of vision. Hiding his figure, there were a lot of people here just now. If he was watching the battle at close range, he would be easily noticed, so I think he should not be nearby. If I were Soul Shadow Jue, I would definitely stay away from everyone's sight when I saw Zhen Jian and his group coming. Just wait and see what happens, because the road ahead is cut off, so there is no need to worry about losing us, you can just sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."
"That makes sense." Jing Wuchen and Long Yi nodded at the same time, and Jing Wuchen asked, "According to what you said, Hun Ying Jue won't suddenly launch a sneak attack on us for the time being?"
"Well, I don't think so. He has made several consecutive sneak attacks to no avail. Knowing that we must have heightened our vigilance, plus the fact that I defeated Zhen Jian just now, he will definitely be more cautious due to our strength."
"Then do you think he will give up because he thinks we are too difficult?" Jing Wuchen asked Xiao Yan excitedly.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "You are thinking of good things! He will not give up. Killing me may be his mission to enter the fantasy world. We have made him miss many times before, this is for him who almost never fails. It is definitely a huge shame, so I guess that he will take fewer and fewer shots in the future, but once he takes action, it will definitely be a shocking kill! In other words, once we are attacked again, we will be even more vulnerable than before. Dangerous!"
"This Soul Shadow Jue is really annoying!"
Long Yi had no way to vent his pent-up anger, and angrily thrust his thunder spear into the mountain road.
Jing Wuchen also threw Juan Ye to the ground and said bitterly: "That's right, I know he is hiding in a dark place nearby, but I can't find him. It's so damn frustrating."
Seeing the depressed looks of his two companions, Xiao Yan calmed down and encouraged his morale: "Don't worry, there will always be a way to deal with him when we get to the inner circle. Do you have so little confidence in me? I'm still thinking about it. What about the treasure on his body that can shield the detection of soul power?"
Xiao Yan's teasing made Jing Wuchen and Long Yi feel a lot better. Jing Wuchen said angrily: "But we don't even know how to get into the inner circle!"
"You don't have to worry about this." Xiao Yan leaned against the cliff lazily and blew out a few beautiful smoke rings. He waited until the smoke rings slowly dispersed before he said, "So many people have gone in. Let's be careful." Keep an eye out and you'll definitely find the entrance. Let's go."
When we came to the end of the mountain road again, there was still mist and mist below, and greenery loomed. Xiao Yan and the other three quietly observed.
Gradually, night fell, and the blood moon in the sky looked even colder. Long Yi's eyes, which occasionally flashed with golden lightning, began to feel a little irritated. Jing Wuchen couldn't help but mutter: "I've been looking for it for a long time. , why can’t you still find the entrance?”
"Haha, you have become impatient after just a moment?" Xiao Yan looked down and said, "We have to learn the strengths of our opponents. You see, Hun Ying Jue, in order to kill me, has been patiently tracking us for so long. Just because you don’t show up, you haven’t made any progress in terms of patience?”
"When I think of Hun Ying Jue, I feel like a thorn in my side. How can I have the energy to learn patience?" Jing Wuchen played with the flying knife and curled his lips, disapprovingly.
Xiao Yan smiled and said nothing more.
The night is getting darker, the cool breeze is blowing, and the mountain road is even more lonely.
Just when the patience of Jing Wuchen and Long Yi was about to run out, the white mist covering the shield under the mountain road suddenly billowed and slowly dispersed to both sides, revealing the translucent shield. At the same time, the blood moon in the sky suddenly became brighter, and a beam of light was projected from the blood moon and landed just on the shield.
When illuminated by the light beam, the shield quickly melted like ice and snow meeting an open flame, forming a round hole about five meters in diameter, with a faint light shining through it.
"Look, look!" Jing Wuchen jumped up happily, pointing at the round hole and shouting wildly, "This must be the entrance to the inner circle, it must be! Let's go in quickly!"
"Don't worry." Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to stop Jing Wuchen's impatient steps. He sucked a round shield on the mountain road into his hand with a breath, then flicked his wrist, and the round shield drew an arc through the blood moon. The beam of light falls into the round hole.
This time, the round shield did not break into pieces like the previous spear, but fell into the round hole without any damage and fell downwards.
Jing Wuchen and Long Yi listened for a long time, but did not hear any sound. It seemed that there was a bottomless pit under the round hole.
"Should we be able to go in?" Jing Wuchen asked Xiao Yan.
"Well, I just attached the power of my soul to the round shield and sensed that there was a huge space below. Now the round shield is still in the air and has not yet reached the ground."
Xiao Yan smiled, then stepped out, stood in the light pillar of the blood moon, and fell towards the round hole.
"This beam of light will not harm anyone. You can come down now." Xiao Yan greeted Long Yi and Jing Wuchen in mid-air.
The two of them immediately jumped into the light pillar.
As soon as the three people's figures landed at the round hole of the shield, the space around them became distorted, and a mysterious force enveloped the three people and fell into the round hole...
........ (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.
