Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 899: Unexpected

There was such a huge movement as the courtyard wall collapsing, but no one came to check on the entire official residence. Even the steward who had just left not long ago did not come over. Ji Yuan looked around and found that the entire official residence did not seem to have any restrictions, but It seems too quiet.

But Ji Yuan could still feel the auras of everyone in the mansion. It seemed that he had manipulated everyone's five senses, which might not be able to offset the impact of the fight, so Ji Yuan directly took out the " "Sword Intention Post", after shaking for a while, small characters suddenly flew out, flying everywhere without Ji Yuan saying anything.

Zhu Yan didn't seem to see Ji Yuan use the restraint, but looked at Zuo Wuji without blinking. Seeing that Zuo Wuji didn't speak, Zhu Yan immediately rushed forward, preparing to restrain Zuo Wuji.

But when Zhu Yan approached Zuo Wuji and the latter was ready to respond, a sword light flashed across Zhu Yan's forehead, causing him to take two steps back. At this moment, there were two more swords. Light flashed before his eyes, one he turned his head to avoid, and the other he reached out to grab.

"Pfft..."

The light of blood suddenly appeared. Zhu Yan opened his right palm and found that although the sword light had been scratched, a **** had been cut in his right palm. A few drops of blood flew out. After a breath, they flew back to the palm, and the top The wound also healed quickly, but the wound was healed, and there was always a slight itching at the cut site, which slowly disappeared as the hot blood surged like a tide.

Zhu Yan finally turned his head and focused on Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan looked at Zhu Yan with indifferent eyes and slowly retracted his sword finger.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, you are going too far by attacking Zuo Daxia without any reason. Next time, Ji will draw his sword!"

Buzz...

The Ivy Sword revealed its sword shape, and the sound of the sword was echoing with infinite sword intent, making it seem as if there was a terrifying and swaying sword light surrounding Ji Yuan behind him.

"Mr. Ji, you and I don't have to fight each other, we might even become friends."

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhu Yan.

"Listen to Fellow Daoist Zhu, it seems that we can't avoid fighting now?"

"As long as you don't care about Zuo Wuji's affairs, if you dare to stop me, even if you are just seeking fate, I will not hold back!"

Hearing what Zhu Yan said, before Ji Yuan could speak, Zuo Wuji behind him laughed angrily.

"Hahaha, did Zuo kill your parents or dig up your ancestral grave? Are you so hostile to me?"

Zhu Yan looked back at Zuo Wuji and smiled.

"I have no hostility toward you, Master Martial Saint. On the contrary, I admire you very much. Whether you are willing or not, I will teach you the martial arts methods, but you may not like the method."

Ji Yuan had already put one hand on his back and rested it on the hilt of the Ivy Sword.

"I think Mr. Ji won't agree to my proposal? That's fine, you and I can talk about it first!"

Zhu Yan’s words were not loud, but the moment he said these words.

"Bang..."

The ground beneath Zhu Yan's feet instantly shattered, and he rushed towards Ji Yuan in a blur. A pair of fists went straight towards Ji Yuan's face and chest.

"Zheng——"

The Ivy Sword was unsheathed in an instant, and he moved forward instead of retreating due to fate. He moved the sword and twisted forward. In the bright sword light, the sword energy and sword intention turned into a bright sword flower to meet Zhu Yan.

"Dang-dang-dang..." "Hiss...hiss..." "Boom...boom..."

There was no collision of infinite magic, no earth-shattering movement, but Ji Yuan and Zhu Yan seemed to be constantly changing places in this small courtyard, and the fairy sword and Zhu Yan's fist kept colliding, making tearing sounds. And the sound of various metals and metals clashing.

The sound is sometimes harsh and sometimes like thunder from the sky, even if it is heard in Zuo Wuji's ears, it is buzzing and echoing, and the aftermath of the sword light and fist wind sweeps across, and the surrounding buildings are either torn apart and collapsed, or directly turned into powder .

Zhu Yan often wanted to hit Ji Yuan with his fists and claws, but he would either hit the sharp ivy sword or directly hit Ji Yuan's pair of weak sleeves, which made him feel stinging. The pain is like feeling that there is nothing you can do with your strength, and the more you fight, the more angry you become.

"Roar——"

Unable to restrain his anger, Zhu Yan roared, with a pair of fangs exposed at the corners of his mouth. He moved harder and faster with more force.

Don't even mention helping Zuo Wuji on the side. All he can do now is to avoid the aftermath of the fight between Ji Yuan and Zhu Yan. No matter whether it is boxing style or sword energy, he must not force it casually. Able to constantly dodge and maneuver with his own body skills, the entire official residence was completely destroyed, and even the surrounding buildings were not spared.

Zhu Yan's method is to only guard against his eyes and other vital points, but almost never dodge in other areas. He fights directly with Ji Yuan, withstanding the sharp damage of the fairy sword, he has to stick to Ji Yuan life and death, and even steps on Ji Yuan's magic power. On top of the ripples, Ji Yuan was not given enough chance to adapt to the situation and use the sword technique. However, he soon discovered that this seemed to be of no use to Ji Yuan. On the contrary, he was getting more and more sword wounds.

Ji Yuan was actually not much better at this moment. He was almost full of energy and concentrated on dealing with Zhu Yan's attack. His swordsmanship was supposed to be an offensive method, but he was forced to use seven points for defense and three points for offense. , almost out of breath.

But even so, Ji Yuan adapted to the rhythm after a period of time, and Zhu Yan attacked wildly but failed to defend. Although Ji Yuan only had three points of initiative, Zhu Yan was bound to be injured every time he changed his moves.

And Zhu Yan thought that he could suppress Ji Yuan and be unable to cast spells, but Ji Yuan had already reached the point where his mind felt the heaven and earth and the law emerged on its own, which was a level higher than the so-called words that follow the law. Like Zhu Yan, Ji Yuan They are also observing each other's abilities.

After the two sides fought hard, half of Xia Yongjing City was destroyed in a dozen breaths, and their figures continued to move in the city.

Every time Zhu Yan stomped on the ground, it wouldn't make any difference when he was close, but the further away he felt, the greater the vibration. After being away from Ji Yuan for more than ten miles, Zuo Wuji felt as if the ground he was in was shaking. The mountains shook, and some of the remaining buildings and buildings in the capital continued to collapse together with the city walls, and those that did not fall were also crumbling.

The earth was torn apart...

The city buildings seemed to be blown directly into dust by the wind...

The already boiling river in the city pours directly into the ground...

The fragmented crust is also rising and falling...

At this moment, Ji Yuan and Zhu Yan were both more and more surprised. Ji Yuan was shocked that Zhu Yan's physical strength was unbelievable. Even now he was just holding the ivy sword and was forced to carry it, but just with this moment His state can actually withstand a direct collision with the fairy sword.

Zhu Yan was also frightened by Ji Yuan's adaptability in swordsmanship, and not to mention the strength of the sword, Ji Yuan's tenacity in magic power and the feeling of being in control made him bottomless.

At a certain moment, Ji Yuan blocked Zhu Yan's fist with a flick of his sleeve. At the same time, the green vine sword flashed and he sent the sword forward, going straight to Zhu Yan's neck. The moment Zhu Yan tried to retreat, Ji Yuan Yuan's left hand shook, and his cuff directly wrapped around one of Zhu Yan's fists, making him unable to retreat.

The moment Zhu Yan raised his other hand, a golden light flashed from Ji Yuan's right sleeve, and the rope that had been prepared for binding the immortal turned into a golden spiritual snake and wrapped around Zhu Yan. The left arm wrapped around Zhu Yan's body and legs, tying up Zhu Yan's raised arm and body together.

"Hiss - **** -"

The green vine sword slashed across Zhu Yan's neck with a roaring tearing sound. At this moment, the blood was like a spring from a cracked vat, and the sword's sharpness seemed to surge ten thousand meters in an instant, and the bright sword light was like a white rainbow that split the sky.

"Pfft——"

The crack in Zhu Yan's neck expanded in an instant with the light of the sword and the white rainbow. Find the book www.zhaoshuyuａ.com Even though the resistance was like a giant mountain overturning, it was still completely torn apart at the same moment, with a shocked expression. His head rose into the sky along with the fountain of blood.

But at this moment, Zhu Yan's head suddenly opened his mouth and burst into an earth-shattering roar.

"Roar——"

The whole space seemed to be distorted by the roar. Even Ji Yuan frowned because of the stinging in his ears. At the same time, he felt a terrible force coming from his sleeves, and even the rope that bound the immortals was tightened. There were bursts of heart-wrenching creaking sounds.

The body of Zhu Yan, who had been beheaded, actually began to grow in size, with endless white hair growing on his body, and the rope that bound the immortals also expanded, and the Ji Yuan wrapped around one of Zhu Yan's hands seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. Ragdolls are always brought up.

As a last resort, Ji Yuan could only let go of Zhu Yan's arm, and this hand instantly grabbed the fairy binding rope on his body and wanted to tear it off. At the same time, the blood on his neck seemed to turn into a cluster. Clusters of hard blood thorns hit Ji Yuan crazily.

Ji Yuan's feet point a little, and the point is in the air but seems to be on solid ground. He jumps up to a hundred feet, lowers his head and spits out a line of red and gray fire. As soon as this line of fire exits, there seems to be an endless shadow of real fire behind Ji Yuan.

Wow...

The true fire of Samadhi is like pouring out of Ji Yuan’s alchemy furnace...

"Ji Yuan, how can you eat it if it's burned!"

Haizhi's expressive voice was so urgent that Ji Yuan didn't care about taking care of Haezhi's feelings at this moment and responded expressively.

"Then you can eat roasted monkey!"

At this moment, the monstrous fire of Samadhi True Fire was like an overturning sea, rolling back towards Zhu Yan who was getting bigger but was still entangled in the immortal rope. The latter's head quickly flew back and let out a roar that tore the sky.

"Roar——"

This battle has actually been very dangerous from the beginning to the present, and the rapid changes can be said to be unexpected by both Ji Yuan and Zhu Yan.