The sword pavilion is still the same sword pavilion. It is a five-story pavilion-style building. It is actually only as high as five stories, but from the outside, it looks so towering and majestic.
The exterior wall made of bluestone is covered with glazed tiles that symbolize luxury and glory. The colorful colors of the glazed tiles shine in the sunlight.
No one knows why there is such a gorgeous and everlasting decoration in this windy and sandy ghost dead sea, but the glazed tile walls of the Jiange have always been so gorgeous and have never changed.
At the end of the glazed tiles are mahogany beams. Various gold and silver ornaments are hung on the beams. Each of the four corners of the eaves is connected to a delicate and beautiful wind chime. When the wind blows, those wind chimes sound like songs. Ji heard the master's call, played the drums, danced, and sang, just like the sound of nature spread to the world.
Qiu Ying listened to the sounds of nature, but his heart became heavy. He stood in front of the sword pavilion for a long time, motionless as a mountain.
"You are the one who sat on the throne yesterday?"
The voice came from Zuo Zhan, who was still holding the teacup in his hand as he spoke.
"good."
Qiu Ying's answer was straightforward.
"what's your name?"
"Qiu Ying."
Zuo Zhan frowned slightly and said:
"Is this your real name?"
Qiu Ying said:
"What does it matter to a person who walks around the world with a real name and a false name?"
Zuo Zhan smiled and said:
"That's a good thing, but aren't you curious about who I am and why I want to talk to you?"
Qiu Ying looked at Zuo Zhan, with a subtle emotion in his eyes, and then quickly calmed down, saying:
"I'm not curious, and I don't want to know."
Zuo Zhan has an interesting taste:
"But there is one thing you must know."
"What's up."
"You come to Tang Yan, he is not here, but do you know where he went?"
Qiu Ying shook his head.
Zuo Zhan said:
"You came to find him, but he also came to find you. If you rush back now, it might still be too late."
The wind blows and the sand suddenly rises. The sword pavilion is still the same sword pavilion, but Qiu Ying is no longer outside the door. He walked quickly when he left. He hoped that he could really make it in time.
Dong Zhilin and Murong Xue obviously couldn't understand Zuo Zhan's behavior. Murong Xue was the first to say:
"Do you know that the reminder you just reminded him has offended Tang Yan."
Zuo Zhan nodded and said:
"Know."
Murong Xue said again:
"Then do you know that Taoyuan's status is sensitive, and it is obviously unwise to offend the head of the Tang Sect in Sichuan at this time."
Zuo Zhan nodded again and said:
"Know."
Now Murong Xue was a little uneasy.
"Then why do you look so indifferent?"
Zuo Zhan poured another cup of tea and said calmly:
"I just think he looks like a person, don't you think?"
This was obviously meant for Dong Zhilin and Murong Xue, but both of them remained silent after hearing this and nodded together.
"Yeah, it's a bit like it, but it's impossible."
The crowd started to become noisy at some point. Murong Xue said this very softly and was drowned in the noise as soon as he said it.
The people on the horizon soon arrived. Tang Yan stood in front of Wu Yuanxiu. Wu Yuanxiu looked at Tang Yan and the people behind Tang Yan. There were three people standing behind Tang Yan. The three people were not old, but His eyes were extremely sharp, and he looked like he was definitely not a young boy who had just entered the world.
Wu Yuanxiu knew who they were. He knew that if these four people came here and wanted to do something, he would never be able to stop him. He could only pretend to be calm, saluted Tang Yan and said:
"What is the reason for the Tang leader to come here?"
Tang Yan's face was livid and his eyes were cold. He pointed at Xiao Rong behind Wu Yuanxiu and said in a deep voice:
"I want her life."
As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Yuanxiu was shocked. In his mind, Tang Yan should have come here to find Qiu Ying, but without any hesitation, he pointed his target at Xiao Rong. Could it be that they were originally here to find Xiao Rong? ? But why did Tang Yan care so much about a helpless little beggar?
Just when Wu Yuanxiu was puzzled, Tang Yan had already walked behind him and reached out to Xiao Rong, who was lying on the ground with a painful expression. At this time, Wu Yuanxiu could no longer care about anything else and immediately reached out to stop him.
The boulder palm wrapped with the power of Shan Gen struck directly at Tang Yan's back. Wu Yuanxiu became famous for his horizontal training. His Shan Gen magic power had reached the upper level, and he used more than 80% of his power in this palm. Even if He is an expert at the peak of Bagua, and if he is slapped from behind, he will definitely not be safe.
"I am entrusted by others to do things that are loyal to others. Please don't make mistakes, Master Tang!"
Although the words were high-pitched, they were said after taking action. Wu Yuanxiu knew in his heart that he had gained a huge advantage.
Tang Yan did not turn around, or even move. He did not seem to notice the movement behind him. Wu Yuanxiu's stone palm quickly approached him without any hindrance. The distance became shorter and shorter, and the wind became stronger and stronger. A foot, half a foot, three inches, one inch, half an inch.
Wu Yuanxiu couldn't believe that he could succeed so easily. Tang Yan was the head of the Tang clan in Sichuan. He had been famous in the world for more than thirty years. It was said that his strength was unfathomable. Such a person should not be able to hide from him. Regarding this palm, in fact, Wu Yuanxiu had a good idea. Tang Yan really shouldn't be able to dodge this palm. He didn't dodge because he didn't need to dodge at all.
·The moment the stone palm touched Tang Yan's sleeves, Wu Yuanxiu suddenly felt a strong resistance. The resistance was very strange, the force was very strong, but the force was only at one point. Wu Yuanxiu immediately thought of the details. Yu Yousi Needle, but just now Tang Yan didn't even move at all. When did he take action?
Wu Yuanxiu was not mistaken. Tang Yan did not move. He did not move because he did not need to move at all. When the needle was released, Wu Yuanxiu's stone palm was forcibly pushed into the air by two slender needles. He couldn't move forward even a little bit. At this moment, the distance between Shizhang and Tang Yan was only a few centimeters. Wu Yuanxiu suddenly had a thought in his heart. Could it be that the limit of distance control was intentional? At this moment, Tang Yan still didn't. Looking back, still motionless, Wu Yuanxiu discovered that the livid-faced middle-aged man in front of him was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
However, Wu Yuanxiu was not worried. The strength of Shan Gen magic power was defense. How could the stone palm he sent out with eight power be blocked by this small silver needle? He suddenly felt confident for some reason. He felt that the power of the silver needle was not very strong. With his own strength and the strongest defense of the Shangen system, he could completely ignore it. After thinking about it, Wu Yuanxiu increased his strength.
He looked like he was going to win.
The wind blew and the sand rose and fell. The next moment, Wu Yuanxiu did not fall. He was still standing, but his stone palm had disappeared. He stood there with a shocked expression. He could not believe that he was relying on The famous stunt was actually broken by two thin needles. The slender silk needles effortlessly shattered the rock in his palm and penetrated into the acupuncture point on Wu Yuanxiu's hand. At the same time, the other seven needles The silver needle had been shot at some point, and before Wu Yuanxiu could react, several large points on his body had been stabbed. At this moment, Wu Yuanxiu's method was sealed, and he could not use his magic power or even move. The victory or defeat could be decided in just an instant. Reversal, Tang Yan chose this last moment, the moment when his nerves were the most relaxed. Such thoughts and character were so meticulous and terrifying.
What kind of strength and experience do you have to be able to remain so calm even in the slightest moment between life and death?
"Is this the Tang Sect's secret acupoint-sealing technique - the Hundred Solutions to Fixed Acupoints?"
Although Wu Yuanxiu cannot move, he can still speak.
Tang Yan said:
"With a hundred needles, it doesn't matter whether it's a human being or a god. For you, it only takes nine needles."
Wu Yuanxiu understood what he meant. This acupoint-fixing Baijie technique was secretly taught by the Tang sect. According to legend, as long as one hundred injections were received, even a god would be unable to move. However, he had just received nine injections and was already at his wits' end. There was a gap in strength. It can be seen.
However, Wu Yuanxiu still didn't understand something.
"The drizzle hairspring needle shouldn't be able to block my palm."
Tang Yan didn't answer and asked:
"How can you be so sure that it's not a drizzle hairspring?"
"Sure enough, it's not a drizzle hairspring, so what kind of needle is this?"
Tang Yan didn't speak anymore. It was obvious that he wasn't going to let Wu Yuanxiu delay any longer. He waved back, and a handsome young man among the three people behind him walked over.
"Lian'er, take her with you, let's go."
"Yes, Dad."
The handsome young man's voice was deep and full of energy. Wu Yuanxiu knew that he was Tang Yan's second son Tang Lian, and the two at the back must be the other two of Tang Yan's three sons, the eldest son Tang Yin and the third son Tang Lin.
Tang Yan and his three sons are all heroes of the world. Needless to say, Tang Yan, his three sons are also young and promising, and the world calls them the Third Young Master of the Tang Clan. The four father and son were well-known in Shu, and they could easily possess all the treasures and beauties in the world. Wu Yuanxiu really couldn't figure out what purpose they had in coming here to catch a dying beggar.
Tang Lian put Xiao Rong on his back, glanced at Wu Yuanxiu who was standing aside, and said:
"Dad, he..."
Tang Yan glanced at Wu Yuanxiu with complicated eyes and said:
"You have nothing to do with this matter. I won't kill you. When the one-eyed boy comes back, please help me tell him that if he stops interfering in this matter, our Tang Sect will never make things difficult for him."
After that, he left slowly.
Not far away, Tang Yan suddenly stopped. An ominous breath came from him. A few black butterflies appeared in front of him. The wings of those butterflies were pitch black, and the texture on them exuded a dark purple light. That light is mysterious and eerie, even in broad daylight, it can make people shudder, just like the sudden rise of phosphorus fire in a cemetery.
Tang Yan's needle has reached the palm of his hand.
