Chapter 270: Fight, the sword spear appears! 【2 updates】


    Of course, if the Penglai Mountain and Beiming Sect, which represent the peak of Taoism, were left behind, he would not have come to China rashly.


    But today is different from the past.


    Both Penglai Mountain and Beiming Sect have been destroyed, and no successor has appeared so far.


    Under such circumstances, if he enters China, he will be invincible.


    "You have a lot of knowledge to know Penglai magic." Ye Wanlan finally raised his head and looked faint, "As for the current Penglai magic, it is enough to try it."


    "It''s not that I belittle you, it''s that your Shenzhou is really not good now." The voice still came from all directions, with a contemptuous smile, "You guys are glad that there was a Yongning princess in history, and signed a peace treaty with our Beilu."


    At this point, the man smiled and sighed, "What a pity, what''s the use? I died so early. Your idioms in China are quite interesting. It''s just right for God to jealously put them here."


    "Is that right?" Ye Wanlan was still calm, "What did the Queen of Beilu tell you?"


    In this sentence, she said in Belarus.


    Obviously, Ye Wanlan met Beiluyu and surprised the owner of the voice.


    It was also at this moment that he exposed his position.


    Found it!


    Ye Wanlan''s eyes turned cold, and she turned her wrist and the dagger broke through the air.


    "Swish-sharp!"


    Something was pierced, followed by a slurred rolling sound.


    The dagger circled around and returned to Ye Wanlan''s hand.


    She looked down and saw that there was no blood on the cold blade, only a piece of torn fabric.


    "I can''t beat you head-on, but you even use this secret method of slandering people. This is the only way for you, the people of China." The man laughed without being angry, "Then today, I will use you to do a good job!"


    With a "boom", something exploded in an instant.


    "Bang!"


    Ye Wanlan resisted in time, but was still shocked by the shock wave and took dozens of steps back.


    It was also the moment of the fight that she realized that the psychic she was facing was at the middle and upper level even if she was in the Beilu.


    At least you need to practice Penglai magic until the seventh level before you can defeat it.


    But she has just entered the fourth level now.


    The gap in strength is indeed huge.


    Ye Wanlan wiped off the blood that was overflowing from his lips and slowly let out a breath.


    "The lower-level magician wants to be a savior to save the people." The man was condescending, "Today, let you die first!"


    **


    At this moment, on the other side of Fengyuan City.


    Rong Yu suddenly stopped when he saw Yan Tingfeng, and there was a pale white between his eyebrows and eyes: "Brother, what''s wrong with you? Are you sick? Sit down quickly. Classmate Ye is not here, I''ll give you an injection first."


    Rong Qi also stopped, looking worried.


    Unlike Rongyu, he knew the cause of Yan Tingfeng''s illness.


    The sequelae left three hundred years ago will have abnormalities every month.


    "No." Yan Tingfeng murmured, "I don''t know why, but I suddenly felt a little uneasy."


    He raised his hand and stroked his atrium where he was, and felt his heart beating abnormally.


    This feeling only happened when China was invaded by foreign enemies.


    "What''s upset?" Rong Yu waved his hand, "If you ask my elder brother to calculate a fortune for you, you won''t be upset."


    Rong Qi glanced at Rong Yu and said nothing.


    In the past, Rong Shi, the head of Taisu Sect, could not calculate the future of the Shenxiao Tower.


    Even though he was called the first genius after Rong Shi, he still could not be compared with Rong Shi.


    If you do fortune-telling, you will damage yourself by spying on the secrets of heaven. If you do it hard, you will not only not be able to calculate anything, but you will also give your life.


    Tell Yan Tingfeng fortune-telling, he doesn’t want to die?


    However, Rong Qi did not scold Rong Yu as usual. After all, the family of four always had to produce a low-IQ stupid egg to balance it.


    "You guys deal with the matter first, I''ll go to the palace ruins." Yan Tingfeng suddenly said.


    "No, brother, what danger can I encounter when I am so powerful?" Rong Yu was careless. "Even if dozens of burly men suddenly rushed out, it was not enough for her to have one hand, let alone where are these people in Fengyuan City?"


    Yan Tingfeng turned around without saying a word.


    Just then, the phone ringtone rang.


    "Mr. Yan is it?" the director''s voice was anxious, "Just just now, when we were recording the show, we were suddenly taken to a completely dark place."


    Yan Tingfeng''s eyes changed slightly: "A place that is completely dark, or is it suddenly?"


    "That''s right!" said the director, "As I walked, the sky suddenly changed. There was a person in that dark place. I don''t know what he was from. Later, Miss Ye suddenly appeared and sent us out, but Miss Ye disappeared!"


    With Rong Qi''s ears, he could naturally hear the sound on the phone, and his expression also changed: "Story?"


    "I''m almost inseparable." Yan Tingfeng speeded up and used his light skills directly, "I''ll go there first."


    "I''ll go with you." Rong Qi''s face was cold. "The magician was not banned from the 723rd Bureau, but was banned from attacking ordinary people."


    Yan Tingfeng said lightly: "You have ignored another possibility, that is, this so-called magician, not from Shenzhou."


    Feng Yuan is closest to Beilu, so it is very likely that he was a psychic smuggled from Beilu.


    It seems that he is still a psychic who is accustomed to hiding.


    "If you are not from Shenzhou, you will not be forgiven." Rong Qi said coldly, "The pain of three hundred years ago cannot appear again." Yan Tingfeng nodded, his eyebrows and eyes were cold.


    The two of them did not take the bus, heading along the eaves and heading towards the palace.


    Rongyu is still staying in place, stupid.


    He...did he just saw the legendary light skills?


    It’s like flying over the eaves and walking around the walls!


    But why does his elder brother do it, and he doesn’t?


    Rongyu became autistic and squatted down to draw circles.


    Here, Yan Tingfeng and Rong Qi rushed to the ruins of the palace.


    Because of a temporary problem, the palace ruins have been blocked and there is no one inside.


    Yan Tingfeng turned his head: "Can you find the location of Xiaolang?"


    "No." Rong Qi smiled bitterly, "I thought I just couldn''t calculate your past and future, but now I find that this Miss Ye is also among them, and I am worthy of being the one who was prophesied by my Rong family."


    The Rong family predicts that some people will trigger major changes in China that have not been seen in a thousand years. Countless new stars are rising, heroes emerge in the emergence of culture, and cultural heritage shines brightly in the long river of human civilization.


    The strength of this prophecy is no less than the cross prophecy written by the Supreme Elder of Taisu Sect three hundred years ago—


    Princess Yongning is immortal, and Daning is immortal!


    This means that Ye Wanlan has a very strong fate and is not controlled by heaven and earth at all. Even the Taisu God''s appearance cannot be spy on it.


    Yan Tingfeng stopped talking. He looked up at the surroundings and looked at the abnormalities.


    But suddenly, a thread of blood overflowed along the corner of his lips.


    Rong Qi couldn''t help but be slightly shocked and hurriedly supported him: "Are you yesterday?"


    "Well, yesterday happened to be the time of illness." Yan Tingfeng shook his head slightly, "But it''s much better than before, thanks to Xiao Wan''s conditioning my body."


    Even though martial arts and magic can develop and improve the human body, as long as it is a human, it has certain limits.


    He was able to survive until now, in addition to Beiming''s magic and protecting his body, he also fed the Devouring Gu with flesh and blood before he fell asleep.


    When the disease occurs, the sacrificial Gu will also become active and devour his flesh and blood.


    This causes others to be unable to get close to him when he is sick, but after mania, there will be a period of weakness.


    Seeing that Yan Tingfeng was still using his internal force to find Ye Wanlan''s position, the blood on his lips was flowing more and more, Rong Qi couldn''t help but roar: "You don''t want to live!"


    Yan Tingfeng said Feng Qingyun: "There are many things that are worthless, and this one is not bad."


    Anyway, his body is already full of holes.


    But he knew that if Ye Wanlan could not be found in the fastest time, someone would be killed.


    "Don''t persuade me." Yan Tingfeng''s voice was slightly cold, "If you advise me, leave now."


    "The poster is really..." Rong Qi fell silent.


    Stubborn.


    **


    At this moment, in the darkness, Ye Wanlan''s breathing became louder and louder.


    There were many scars on her arms and legs, and blood dripped, dyeing the dagger red.


    "Don''t you say it or not. Although you have become much weaker three hundred years later, you Chinese people are really as hard as ever." The man looked at Ye Wanlan''s miserable appearance and shook his head pity, "Tell me, what can you change if you keep holding on?"


    Ye Wanlan didn''t say anything, she just stood up again, her eyebrows calmly.


    "It seems that you still have to break your bones completely!" The man held his palm and said in a cold tone, "Sleep completely in the burial place I left for you!"


    “Buzz!”


    The space vibrated unprecedentedly violently and began to squeeze into the middle.


    "Puff-"


    Another mouthful of blood was spit out, but Ye Wanlan still did not fall down: "Leave me a grave, you are not qualified."


    "Your Highness, Princess!"


    "Be careful, Your Highness, Princess!"


    The sounds of Qingyun Pei and Yuluan Hair changed tone, and they were obviously extremely panicked.


    Is it today...


    “Swish!”


    Suddenly, a new light appeared in the darkness.


    "who?"


    The man raised his head suddenly, but found that it was not someone, but some kind of decoration.


    Ye Wanlan looked up and was shocked.


    This is the sword spike of the sword saint? !


    She was trapped in this black void space by the psychic, so how could the sword spike appear here?


    "Swoosh swish swish-"


    There were three more sounds, and the black space was torn apart.


    Sword tip, blade, hilt!


    Yuluan Hair was stunned: "How could Lin, Lin Yuan''s broken sword..."


    At this moment, the tip, blade, hilt and sword spear were all gathered.


    "What kind of magic is this?" The man''s expression suddenly became gloomy, "Pretending to be a ghost! Look at me breaking it!"


    "What?" A lazy voice sounded, "No one told you that in the face of absolute martial arts, all magic is false?"


    ?Senior brother, come on!


    ??It just happened to double the monthly ticket, so I would like to ask my senior brother for a ticket~~


    Thank you for your support!


    See you tomorrow~


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    (This chapter ends)