His purple hair fluttered in the wind, each strand like an unsheathed sword, all showing off its edge.
That chuckle was irritating, but there was a devilish beauty to it. Even though people were irritated, they did not have the heart to break it.
Every move of the black saber was coherent, and the remaining saber light could form a beautiful pattern.
This was the person that Duan Soundless had seen whose spirit was the most unified with the real world. He was like the most transparent and flawless jade, appearing in the eyes of the world. Whether it was inside or outside, he was in the most perfect state, and no one could find a single flaw. The aesthetics of the Yan Family were displayed to the extreme: from words and actions, from true energy to Divine State, even every look, every step had its own unique rhythm.
All of them were displayed in Soundless.
Nothing was taboo, and arrogance was a matter of course.
Duan Soundless could not help but think that this was impossible to exist in the world.
However, this was not what shocked him the most. What shocked him the most was that the opponent had used a total of three hundred moves to make him fall into a trap.
He lost his cool because of the death of his subordinates, and launched a frenzied attack on Yan Shiyi, but his defense was so tight that not even a drop of water could escape. It was only in the latter half of the battle that he gradually revealed himself. He thought that both of them had lost their cool, but he did not expect that the opponent had secretly weaved a net to completely trap him while he was losing his cool.
Now, within a radius of a few hundred feet, half of it was the world of the purple flower. He and his Divine State had almost lost the ability to fight, and could only barely resist.
"You knew the difference between true energy and true energy from the beginning, and you also knew that if Yanshan Robber fought with my subordinates, he would definitely die of exhaustion. You even knew that I was the biggest threat, so you deliberately killed my subordinates. You made me think that you were provoked by something, and because of hatred, I was dragged here by you, so that I could not find another Yanshan Robber!"
He retreated to a tall building and stood there, panting. "After that, you calculated bit by bit, and infiltrated your Divine State into this world, so that I could not use it, and the Divine State began to wither because of the huge consumption …"
"Who knows." Yan Shiyi landed lightly on the opposite side of Duan Soundless. After fighting for three hundred moves, even he was covered in sweat, but it also added a bit of elegance.
"Good, in terms of scheming, this Duan only admires one person, and now I have no choice but to concede defeat to you!" Duan Sounisong said through clenched teeth.
Yan Shiyi laughed softly and said, "It's really not beautiful. You can only accuse me of scheming to defeat you. Although I don't need to prove anything, I can give you a chance. "
The purple flower floating in the air suddenly disappeared.
Duan Sisheng's pupils suddenly shrank as he took a step back in shock. Then, he began to doubt his previous judgment of Yan Shiyi. Because he had taken the Divine Land. At this moment, it was like a game of chess. He had spent a lot of effort to occupy most of the opponent's territory, but he suddenly gave up all of it. Wasn't this not a fool?
However, was Yan Shiyi a fool?
No, definitely not!
What other schemes did he have?
However, his Divine Realm once again ruled this world, and there was nothing unusual. In an instant, his confidence returned to him, as if he could do anything. But under the pressure of the Divine Realm, there was still an arrogant soul standing there, lightly laughing, and did not run away.
His mind began to waver, he felt that the opponent had a scheme, but he could not detect it. This made him extremely uncomfortable, as if there was a fishbone stuck in his throat.
Suddenly, their eyes met, but the opponent's was empty. He suddenly felt a wave of humiliation, after fighting for three hundred moves, the opponent still did not put him in his eyes, who was the real deal?
Perhaps there was no one?
Was he saying that in this world, no one was worthy to be his opponent?
But looking closely, he could clearly see a trace of flame, just a trace, but it was majestic, that was the pursuit of some kind of truth. What was it?
He tried his best to think, what was it that he was pursuing? Only when Yan Shiyi raised the black blade towards him, did he finally realize, breaking through.
He wanted to use me to break through!
This lunatic!
"Haha, you, you want to use me to break through!" He could not help but laugh, "Break through, break through, you actually want to break through in a battle of life and death, do you really think you are some Son of Heaven, that you will not die no matter what? Yan Shiyi, I will not let you have your way, hahaha, let's see what you can do to me! "
As he spoke, he actually turned around and ran away. On the other hand, he laughed loudly, "Hahaha, you actually want to break through!" His expression was as if he was crazy, as if he was crazy.
Yan Shiyi stood silently for a long time, the black blade turned around, and slowly returned to the scabbard on his back. At this time, deep exhaustion appeared between his brows.
If a person was tired, it was very difficult to conceal it.
Zhao Ting saw and heard clearly from below, after killing these troops, he also fought with Duan Wuyue for more than three hundred moves, it was simply terrifying to the point of insanity.
He took the opportunity to say to Ji Wuhui, "Thirteenth Prince, this Yan Shiyi must have no True Qi in his body, otherwise, why would he let Duan Wuyue go? Why don't we make a move now?"
He thought it was in the bag, but unexpectedly, Ji Wuhui put on a shrewd face and said, "Don't rush."
"Oh?" Zhao Ting was startled, and he hurriedly said, "Your Highness, if we don't make a move now, what if your royal brothers get there first?"
"Let them try first …"
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud roar of "kill", and people in ambush ran out from all directions.
"Whoever gets Yan Shiyi's head will be rewarded with Heaven Mystic Stones … No, five hundred soul stones!" a prince shouted loudly.
Another prince sneered and said, "Sixth brother, you can actually take out five hundred soul stones? I am the Fourteenth Prince, whoever brings me Yan Shiyi's head will be rewarded with five thousand soul stones! "
Zhao Ting's eyes turned, he also wanted to see if Yan Shiyi had really lost his strength.
He was not in a hurry, but he did not expect Ji Wuhui to be. He glared at Zhao Ting, "You, you, you, why are you still here?"
"Wha, what, didn't you tell me not to rush?" Zhao Ting said helplessly.
"Nonsense, don't you see that they're all charging up? Hurry up and charge," Ji Wuhui roared, "Whoever causes this prince to miss an opportunity, I will skin him alive!"
"Yes, yes, yes … Guys, what are you waiting for, charge." Zhao Ting appeared respectful, but he became more disdainful inside. How many people would dare to swear loyalty to such a human lord?
The response was sparse, and they all charged forward listlessly.
When Zhao Ting was halfway there, he heard that strange laughter again. His heart shivered, and he stopped on a lower roof, his eyes reflecting the beautiful blood flower. It was the first wave of trouble, all of them exploded into blood powder by an inexplicable force, splashing in all directions.
He was drenched a little, but not much. As an experienced martial artist, this bit of blood powder was nothing, he would only be happy if it was poured on his head in buckets. However, when he looked up, he saw a huge purple flower above his head, and he could not help but feel his hair stand on end.
At this time, Yan Shiyi slowly turned around, and for some reason, he stared at him alone.
All the hair on his body stood up, and his scalp felt like it was going to explode. He suddenly turned to his companions, "Brothers, now that things have come to this, there is no need to hide our identities anymore. We are the direct subordinates of Boss Eleven, undercover in Tianjing, waiting for this day!"
Those guards did not have the ability to come and go as they did, so the people following him were all martial artists.
A few of them were his subordinates, and they understood his plan as soon as they heard it, but most of the others were confused and did not understand.
"Follow me if you want to live!" He shouted in a low voice, turned around, and jumped off the roof, heading to where Ji Wuhui was hiding. These martial artists, who could sneak into the Prince of Nanyang's Mansion to be vermin, were all extremely shrewd people. At this time, they all came to their senses and chased after him.
Ji Wuhui saw a group of people "aggressively" rushing back, and cursed in exasperation, "You idiots, where is Yan Shiyi, where is he, why are you coming back to me? You ruined my plan, see if I don't peel your skin, pull out your tendons, and throw you into the latrine pit to feed the worms! "
He raised his hand, as if he was going to hit him as usual, but was grabbed by Zhao Ting.
"Thirteenth Prince, your doomsday is here!" Zhao Ting said loudly, "In the past, you either beat or scolded us, but you endured it all for today. Our eleventh boss has come to the capital, and the imperial court dares to instigate the prince to make things difficult for you. Go to the eleventh boss and confess your crimes!"
"Zhao Ting, you traitor, how dare you rebel?" Ji Wuhui screamed.
"I, Zhao Ting, have always been Yanshan Robber's man. How can I rebel?" Zhao Ting said calmly, but still very loudly, so that many people, especially Yan Shiyi, could hear him. Because with every word he said, the coldness that stared at him weakened a little, and he knew he had made the right bet.
As he said this, he personally twisted Ji Wuhui, dragged him to where Yan Shiyi was, pressed him to the ground, and showed a flattering smile to Yan Shiyi, "That, that, eleventh boss, I brought this lowly bastard who dared to offend you. How do you want to deal with him?"
"Zhao Ting, you traitor, I will not let you go!" Ji Wuhui shouted loudly.
Yan Shiyi looked down with a faint smile, "If you dare to say that you are Yanshan Robber's man again, I will kill you."
Zhao Ting skillfully changed his words, "Yes, yes, yes … I … I have long admired the reputation of Yanshan Robber, and I have always wanted to join you. Today, I have come with a certificate of allegiance, and I ask for a chance to serve tea to you, eleventh boss."
"Capture Ji Wuhui alive, and spare no one else," Yan Shiyi said.
"Yes, sir!" Zhao Ting clenched his fists, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and shouted at the people who were still in a daze, "What are you waiting for? Eleventh boss has given the order. One of you stay to watch this little bastard, and the others follow me!"
Not long after, including Ji Wuhui, they had captured a total of seven princes. None of the guards and guests they brought with them survived. All of them were killed, leaving only Zhao Ting.
Zhao Ting finally understood why Yan Shiyi took a fancy to him. He knew that he had been tied to Yanshan Robber's pirate ship, and he had no choice but to follow orders.
In the end, under Yan Shiyi's order, a group of people escorted the seven princes to the next battlefield.
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