Chapter 33 – Shadow Follows My Body

Thanks to the days spent gossiping with Wang XIII Lang while holding a green streamer, and thanks to the loyal dog in the Plum Garden Sandwich Courtyard that could have died, Fan Xian paused at the most dangerous moment, a split second earlier than theoretically possible, and stepped right on the outside of the circle encircled by a few sword qi.

And his sudden lurch, as soon as he landed on his feet, induced a certain one of those several masters who had been harboring momentum for a long time to finally lose control of the sword intent in his palm and break into the air, breaking into the void and landing in front of his body, revealing his figure.

A sword intent fell into the air, followed by a number of severe sword intent, and then made, although not upgraded to the perfect state, but still like a poisonous snake, from the three directions toward Fan Xian’s body invasion.

Fan Xian’s left temple felt like it had been stabbed by a needle, his right eye blinked and felt a bit sore, and at the same time, he felt the sweaty hairs on his right arm begin to stand up one by one.

He sensed danger, the most recent and coldest danger since the Valley Qin Clan sniping and Yan Xiaoyi’s divine bow and arrow pointing.

Five sword intent, in addition to the most previous chopping plum a mark of that person is slightly weak, the other four are first-class masters, at first just calm plum nursery black night, abruptly, but Lingling through these a few horrible sword intent, vaguely control Fan Xian may escape a few directions.

Just like Fan Xian’s previous sentiment, this weird ghost place of Dongyi City was really full of experts, and actually four Ninth Ranks had actually appeared on such an ordinary dark night!

Such an ambush was truly a bit frightening. However, Fan Xian still had his head lowered, his eyes drooping, feeling the sword intent from the three directions around him, without moving a single inch.

Because the five swords did not move.

The sword intent was initially strong and vigorous, and then quickly returned to neutral and calm, but in this neutral and calm flavor, there was a determined aura, like a few enraged vipers, lifting their slender bodies, slightly tilting them backward, staring at the prey in the arena, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment.

A hissing sound gradually resounded in the air, as if some kind of invisible force was tearing apart the empty space, forming countless lines in the air condensed with sword qi, cutting the space in front of this Plum Nursery into countless pieces of tiny compartments, and if anyone dared to walk into these compartments, they would definitely be cut into countless pieces of blood by these severe sword qi.

It seemed like they were just blocking some people from entering Wang Thirteen Lang’s residence, but Fan Xian didn’t see it that way, he felt a hidden murderous aura.

The reason why these swords had been building up their momentum without firing was because of Fan Xian’s divine step at the very beginning.

This step happened to land on the edge of the encircling circle, inducing a strike of Chopping Plum and at the same time causing this long-prepared sword qi formation to stagnate a little.

These ambushed Sword Lodge Ninth Grade Sword Hands, obviously didn’t know who the visitor was, but could tell from this step, the level of the other party’s realm, and knew that if they were to make a hasty move, they would inevitably leave the other party with a slight opportunity.

Although this loophole or chance wasn’t big, since it was four Ninth Ranks striking at the same time, they didn’t have any intention of letting the visitor go back alive again, because the other party couldn’t possibly be Ye Liuyun of the Southern Celebration or that unfathomable Emperor’s Majesty.

Of the five swords, one slightly weaker one fell into silence, while the remaining four remained hidden in the darkness, slowly switching angles and aiming at any direction Fan Xian might flee.

They wouldn’t move first, because those who moved first would have something to aim for, and with something to aim for, there would be something to lose, and this lost gap was exactly what Fan Xian wanted to wait to capitalize on.

So Fan Xian didn’t move either.

However, the four ninth-grade strongmen surrounded, is really a rare sight in the world, strong as Fan Xian, also felt a trace of cold, his life, I do not know with how many masters against the move, but at the same time to deal with the four ninth-grade, but also did not want to think of the thing, he again how arrogant, also dare not ask for his own to be able to defeat the four ninth-grade at the same time.

Although among these four Ninth Ranks, there were no supreme Ninth Rank powerhouses like Yun Zhilan, Wolf Peach, or Haitang Duo Duo.

Fan Xian’s eyes stared at the broken branch of plum in front of his feet, his curtains slightly drooping, seemingly calm, but in reality, he had already been oppressed by the pervasive sword qi between the field, as well as the ubiquitous pressure, and his entire spiritual qi had already been pressed and touched to the critical point of bouncing or collapsing, and his body began to slowly perspire outwards.

Countless cold sweats slid down his back, while the sweat on his forehead followed the angle of his body’s tilt and slid down towards the bridge of his nose between his eyebrows.

A drop of sweat seeped into his eyes, a little astringent and stinging, causing him to blink.

The few powerhouses around him, on the other hand, still didn’t move, because they knew that this expert they had surrounded could no longer support himself, and would soon move first.

Right after Fan Xian landed that step, it became clear to him that he had been given a chance to get out of the way, only that he didn’t know how Wang Thirteen Lang was doing in the entrapped courtyard, so he stopped and didn’t take the risk of forcing a breakout backward.

However, he did not expect that the experts ambushed outside the Plum Garden’s Clip Courtyard were so powerful, and that the number of Sword Lodge disciples Yun Zhilan was able to make use of was so great, so he stealthily entered into a bitter ordeal.

When the drops of sweat entered his eyes, he gave up the idea of entering the clip courtyard, closed his eyes and let out a clear whistle, the turbid Qi in his body was spat out, the size of the two circumferences ran wildly, and by virtue of the purest mouthful of overbearing true qi in his body, he fiercely slammed backward!

In the darkness of the night, there was a great deal of dust, and with a fluffy sound, Fan Xian disappeared, turning into a wind that swept rapidly toward the rear.

If today’s assassins were anyone else, they wouldn’t have been able to react to Fan Xian’s extremely overbearing true qi speed, and could only watch as he rampaged away.

However, today’s assassins were all ninth grades, goddamned ninth grades.

So when Fan Xian closed his eyes, a sword aura was already coming from his right side in a light manner, the tip of the sword flaring with a cold aura and stabbing right through his weak eyes.

Fan Xian exhaled a breath, spitting on top of the sword qi, which shifted slightly and without pause, zipping downwards, stabbing at his fragile throat, the sword going but not going, going forward, the very essence of the Four Gu Sword’s sword intent!

Fan Xian’s body shook violently, turning into a puff of smoke, and with his strong speed, he was able to forcibly break away from the damage of this sword intent, however, almost at the same time, an ordinary steel sword appeared in his retreating route in a mysterious manner!

Because Fan Xian retreated quickly, this Sword Lodge expert was unable to stop his form, but the sword was able to! The ordinary steel sword flew out of his hand and flew right underneath the thunderous figure, cutting across Fan Xian’s left calf.

Fan Xian’s speed could not be reduced, once his speed slowed down in the slightest, he would be surrounded by these four Ninth Grade powerhouses, and would no longer be able to get a chance to break out single-handedly.

However, the sword skills of the disciples of the Dongyi City Sword Lodge were truly marvelous, and in such a high-speed sparring situation, the sword that came out of his hand managed to slice into his calf so accurately, so viciously, that it looked as if Fan Xian was very foolishly slamming his own calf into the other party’s sword body.

Fan Xian didn’t slow down, nor could he, and to everyone’s surprise, his body forcefully twisted in midair, only the angle of the twist was too small to affect anything at all. In a flash of lightning, his calf then struck the sharp sword hard!

When there was a crunching sound, no one could describe the emotions they felt when they saw this scene, because Fan Xian s leg …… did not break!

Instead, that godforsaken blocking sword seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer and dismally landed on the ground, tumbling over and over.

And as Fan Xian’s calf was struck by a blow, his entire body tumbled through the air as well, switching to face the darkness of the plum garden head-on, hidden in the darkness of the only gaping hole in his escape.

Right in front of the gap was an old plum tree, with no flowers on it, just old, gnarled branches, twisted and trembling.

Fan Xian was using his fastest speed to crash into this old plum tree, as long as he could get through this gap, he could safely enter the darkness.

However, in the end, he still underestimated the means of the strongest person in the Sword Lodge, two of the four ninth-grade swords were already out, and the other two swords had already silently calculated Fan Xian’s retreat, and came into the darkness after the old plum tree.

Fan Xian, who had crashed into the old plum tree at high speed, narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold aura in his eyes, and looked at the two green-clothed men behind the tree, as well as the swords in the hands of these two green-clothed men that were slowly stabbing at the trunk of the old plum tree.

The slow stabbing was only an illusion of timing, and in the midst of such a high-speed process, it was already extremely difficult for human power to reverse the set momentum.

Those two swords appeared to be stabbing forward, extremely foolishly, into the air behind the old plum tree, but Fan Xian knew that the two swords were extremely powerful, finding that exact point.

That point where the tip of the sword met Fan Xian’s body.

With Fan Xian’s hegemonic gongfu at this point, his trajectory after forcibly increasing his speed, crashing forward into the old plum tree, he would definitely make the most intimate contact with these two sword tips.

After thinking for a long time, in fact, it was only a moment of time when he was riding a white horse across the entrance of the alley.

The hard trunk of the old plum tree stretched out in front of Fan Xian’s body, and when it came into contact, it became soft, like a steel bar that had become soft around his fingers.

Fan Xian’s momentum crashed into the old plum tree, and his body pressed the old plum tree forward, getting closer and closer to the tips of the two swords that seemed to have found the empty door of the plum garden.

No one could change this, and the next moment Fan Xian would have been stabbed in the chest by these two marvelous swords.

However, the old plum tree changed all that.

The plum tree’s trunk slowly deformed, and the bark at the back had already been shattered in pieces by the two sword intentions that were close at hand, but it …… didn’t break, didn’t shatter, and still blocked Fan Xian’s body behind itself, as if it didn’t want Fan Xian to be harmed in any way!

The eyes of the two Sword Lodge green-clothed disciples suddenly lit up, as if they had seen a sight they had never seen before in their lives.

The plum tree bent to the extreme point where wood could bend, yet it still did not break.

Obviously, Fan Xian’s overbearing goading was so violent, so why had this plum not broken?

The tip of the sword gently tapped into the old plum tree’s torso, and with two soft plops, the sword intent traveled up the wood and stabbed straight into Fan Xian’s heart chakra.

However, Fan Xian’s overbearing momentum had long since ceased to exist at this point, and his entire person was like a leaf, attached to the plum tree, or like he himself was a part of this old plum tree!

The plum tree unusually magically bounced back, driving Fan Xian, who was like a leaf, back, just in time to avoid the two swords that had been brewing for a long time by the green-clothed disciple of the Sword Lodge!

There were countless crashes, and the old plum tree turned into a sky full of broken wood under the killing blows of the two green steel swords.

And Fan Xian was already in the midst of the sky of shattered wood, flying back extremely violently in the direction he came from, transforming into a gray dragon that swept past the completely unprepared Sword Lodge masters in the rear like lightning, ruthlessly crashing into the wooden door of the courtyard of the sandwich and running into the houses.

After the old plum tree debris of the two green-clothed sword hut experts looked at each other, calm eyes flashed a strange aura, they know who is coming, in the hidden excitement, actually can not help but give birth to a strong feeling of admiration.

The beginning of the overbearing as crazy thunder, a touch of the old plum, a glimpse of the hidden sword, but soft as a breeze, lightly brushing the trunk of the tree, the trend back, wonderful to the tip of the sword hut to avoid the two swords, borrowing the momentum of the rebound, in an instant the breeze and then into a violent hurricane, unexpectedly everyone, crashed back into the thirteen Wang living in the middle of the sandwich courtyard.

The ambush of the sword lodge powerhouses, who all thought that Fan Xian was trying to escape, no one thought that his long-stored strength of a retreat was actually an ambush for the final breakthrough into the clip courtyard, no one thought that in the face of the ambush of four sword lodge ninth grade powerhouses, Fan Xian actually still had the courage not to retreat.

In such a short period of time, made such a complex calculation, even the old plum on the retreat, as well as the sword hut masters may make the response are calculated, Fan Xian this simple a retreat and an advance, I do not know how many against the enemy life and death experience as well as determination.

And the most let the sword hut masters surprised and admire, is Fan Xian turnover freely, send and receive with the heart of the nature of the true qi change, if Fan Xian does not have such a godlike ability, and the old plum first contact, will be crashed through the plum tree, fall into the two swords have long been in the stabbing.

In this world, no one had ever been able to simultaneously cultivate two true qi techniques that were very different in nature, yet each was at the top of their respective spheres, not to mention being able to switch between overbearing feats and natural techniques so naturally and with such ease, as Fan Xian did.

That was why those two green-clothed experts looked at each other, looking at the fear and admiration in each other’s eyes; in this world, only that little Lord Fan had practiced both the hegemonic true qi techniques of Emperor Qing’s lineage as well as the natural dharma sects of Northern Qi’s Heavenly Dao.

The experts on the side of Dong Yi City had of course studied this information for a long time, but even they hadn’t imagined that Fan Xian would actually be able to perform these two true qi techniques at the same time in the blink of an eye, thus surpassing all the strongest people’s expectations, and finding the gap in a brilliant way.

The only person in this world who possessed two circumferences, large and small, was Fan Xian, a freak.

Fan Xian crashed into the courtyard, rushed into the back room, and then saw Wang X3 Lang sitting cross-legged on the bed, his face waxy and his eyes deep-set and lifeless. It was obvious that Wang XIII Lang was poisoned. For some reason, seeing this scene, Fan Xian’s heart was furious.

Like a wind, he rushed to the side of the bed, and with a flick of his right finger, he stabbed at the woman beside Wang XIII Lang, who was holding her sword against his throat.

Fan Xian rushed in too fast, that woman obviously did not think that his five uncles at the same time, but did not kill the enemy, but let the other party rushed into the inner courtyard, full of shock and incomprehension, simply could not react, watched as Fan Xian that a powerful to the extreme point of the finger wind, stabbing his own vitals, immediately to die.

However, just at this moment, Wang Xulang’s eyes flashed with a color of pain.

Fan Xian’s face did not change, but his heart was slightly dark, his knuckles slightly contracted, and a finger of strong wind deflected a little, striking the left chest of that female disciple of the Sword Lodge.

That female disciple let out a muffled grunt, fell on the bed, fell into a coma.

At this point, it was too late to say anything, there were four other ninth grade powerhouses from the Sword Lodge outside who were chasing after him, Fan Xian didn’t ask Wang Thirteen Lang why he was poisoned, he just carried him up in silence and stomped his toes on the bed fiercely.

With a clattering sound, the large carved wooden bed collapsed in this way, while Fan Xian’s figure again rushed in the direction from which it had come, towards the outside of the mezzanine courtyard! A retreat, an advance and a retreat, Fan Xian’s choice of direction of travel three times in a row was very strange, completely inconsistent with common sense, and completely out of the Sword Lodge experts’ expectations.

The four ninth grade sword hut masters, saw Fan Xian enter the courtyard, inwardly fearful admiration anger complex, immediately calculated that the other party will definitely bring the little brother, directly break open the rear wall of the courtyard to break out, they did not think that Fan Xian will be stupidly carrying Wang Xii Lang, and from the direction of the gate rushed out again!

At this moment, the three Ninth Grade powerhouses and the Eighth Grade disciple had already swept up like large birds, chasing after the direction of the courtyard, making sure to hopefully intercept Fan Xian’s path in the shortest possible time.

However, while they were in mid-air, they were exceptionally shocked to find that Fan Xian had passed him on the ground, rushing towards the Plum Garden.

The extremely powerful sword technique of the green-clothed swordsman was shocked by the situation, and with a clear whistling, relying on his extremely high level of cultivation to forcefully reverse in the night sky, kicking the bright moon in the sky, the whole person drew an arc in the air, stabbing straight at Fan Xian’s back, only concerned about the fact that it was Wang XIII Lang that Fan Xian was carrying on his back, so the tip of the sword pointed at the back of Fan Xian’s head.

Kicking the moon and stabbing, arriving in the air, this sword was so dashing and casual!

Outside the main gate of the courtyard, there was another green-clothed swordsman, holding his sword with both hands, his face extremely cautious, his elbows slightly bent, stabbing at Fan Xian’s face with the momentum of a square sword.

It was still these two green-clothed swordsmen, and it was still Fan Xian, but at this moment, it had turned into two green-clothed swordsmen attacking Fan Xian one after the other.

Fan Xian lowered his head and sprinted forward, seemingly not caring at all about the Kick Moon sword that was stabbing at the back of his head, his eyes staring upward at the green-clothed swordsman in the doorway, seemingly wanting to stab the other party to death with his gaze.

Just then, a strange change occurred.

Fan Xian’s footsteps hit the ground like hammers, and with each step, smoke and dust rose up, and in just a moment, smoke filled the courtyard in front of the plum garden, enveloping his own figure and the body of the green-clothed swordsman in front of the door.

The green-clothed swordsman flying in the air behind him suddenly realized that Fan Xian’s body had become somewhat shadowy, but his mind was not in the least unruffled, and he was still stabbing away with his flying sword, but he suddenly felt his left eye curtains jumping in an extremely strange way, as if he felt some sort of extremely fearful flavor.

There was an additional shadow in the moonlight, was it his own shadow?

Fan Xian rushed into the smoke, the black dagger already in his hand. The sword light scattered several times, and the green-clothed swordsman’s sword in the smoke was also in his hand. The sword light scattered several times, and each of them cared about the front, bringing each other’s sword intent to the extreme. The green-clothed swordsman’s eyes suddenly flashed a flash of panic and confusion, the empty door under his left armpit was cut with a deep bloody slit, this person did not know why his mind was confused, and even allowed Fan Xian to rush over!

And the sky a touch of shadow floated past, another green-clothed swordsman whistled, forcibly withdrew the kicking moon momentum, cross sword a cut, but completely cut in the empty space, immediately after that, felt a shock at the left chest, the true qi immediately for one of the leakage, severe pain suddenly born, fell to the ground!

Smoke disperses, the sword hut four nine disciples will be in the plum nursery before, two people injured, two people stood in a daze, looking at the empty yard in front of the flat land, long time do not know how to say.

Who did not expect, the sword hut in the most proud of the two ninth grade swordsmen, actually will be in a move, injured in each other’s sword. They believed that even if Eldest Senior Brother Yun Zhilan had personally made a move, or if Junior Brother had not been poisoned, it would be impossible for him to injure himself with just a single sword.

“What’s going on?” A Sword Lodge Ninth Grade was filled with shock as he looked at the Third and Fourth Senior Brothers who had fallen to the ground.

Those two green-clothed swordsmen were none other than the third and fourth senior brothers with the deepest cultivation in the Sword Lodge. The Sword Lodge had a total of thirteen disciples, yet there were twelve Ninth Grade, of which the Third and Fourth Senior Brothers were the best among them, how could they not believe the scene they were seeing.

The Third Disciple of the Sword Lodge’s left armpit was cut by Fan Xian’s black dagger with a small bloody slash, and was not seriously injured, only that his mind had been dispersed, and only then did he allow Fan Xian to carry Thirteen Lang on his back and come out lightly. The fourth disciple was even more seriously injured, having been stabbed raw into his chest by a sword, which fortunately didn’t hit his heart, but the blood flowed horribly across his body and looked horrible.

The two green-clothed swordsmen looked at each other again, and at this time, there was no longer admiration for Fan Xian’s strength in their eyes, but actual fear.

“The smoke is poisonous.”

They still had a big secret they hadn’t told. Little Lord Fan of the Southern Dynasty was a great expert in using poison, and the lineage of Dongyi City knew it all too well, and even if Fan Xian’s borrowing of the Ton-Footed Poisoning Cloth earlier had been a miraculous technique, the three disciples of the Sword Lodge would not have been able to defeat the other side in a single move. And that kicking the moon and stabbing, hidden realization of the essence of the four Gu sword sword sword hut four disciples, although hidden in the shadows of the assassin next to the door of the courtyard of the sudden attack, but also not to be injured into this look.

The two green-clothed swordsmen slowly lowered their heads, digesting the shock in their hearts, knowing that this matter was really too big and had to be reported to the master-admiral. The earlier defeat in a single move was actually not entirely in strength, but in the shock to their hearts and minds brought about by that sword, that flash of shadow!

Nan Chao Fan Xian actually knew where the empty door was where the Four Guards Sword had swiftly passed! That assassin hidden in the darkness was actually using the most authentic Four Gu Sword, and the sword intent was even more severe and blood-curdling!