Yan Li bid farewell to Li Xiangjun and headed for the Imperial Palace.
But he was stopped on a street.
He walked along the street of Jingfeng Gate, where the Secretariat was located, and made a detour to the Vermilion Bird Gate, which was the main gate of the Holy World Palace. Suddenly, a person descended from the sky and blocked his way.
"It's you!"
Yan Li frowned deeply.
This person was not in his calculations. Or rather, he, who was only thinking about revenge, did not expect such a person to exist.
However, this was a fatal mistake.
"You're so calculative, but you didn't expect me to come looking for you?" The person had always been hot-tempered, but at this moment, his voice was unusually deep.
Yan Li said indifferently, "How did you know I would be here?"
"With your intelligence, you saw me appear, and you still couldn't figure out the crux of the matter?" The person sneered.
Yan Li thought for a moment and said, "Indeed, after all, it's you, the third on the Asura List. I couldn't think straight."
The third on the Asura List used to be the Fa Xiang Zen Master. After his death, the person behind him automatically replaced him, which was the Mountain Master of the Academy, Zhang Dashan.
Zhang Dashan said coldly, "You've always been bold. Otherwise, how would you have dared to kill my disciple in front of me?"
Yan Li smiled and said, "So you're here for Qu Youfeng."
Zhang Dashan laughed loudly and said, "You're wrong. I'm here because of someone's order."
"Who?" Yan Li's expression changed slightly.
Zhang Dashan sneered and said, "You still can't figure out who it is? I can only say that you're a little clever. "
"It's the Divine Doctor," Yan Li said.
Zhang Dashan said, "You finally figured it out. Your conspiracy has long been exposed. "
Yan Li said, "Are you confident that you can kill me?"
Zhang Dashan said, "The arrogance of an ant is really ugly."
"Haha …" At this moment, a laugh came from around the corner. "Maybe you're short-sighted."
Zhang Dashan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a person walking out from behind Yan Li. It was Yan Wushuang.
"Why are you still here?" Yan Li frowned.
"I don't want to be labeled as incompetent by Eleven." Yan Wu Shuang shrugged. "Besides, if the main character isn't here, how are we supposed to continue the show? You go, I'll stop him. "
"But you just …"
Yan Wu Shuang raised her hand to interrupt Yan Li's words, and said with a faint smile, "You underestimate me too much, it's just Chen Ping. Besides, if I can't beat him, can't I just run? In short, he's my prey tonight. You don't have to worry about him. "
Yan Li hesitated for a moment and said, "Be careful …" Then he turned around and left.
Yan Wushuang was looking at Zhang Dashan, and Zhang Dashan was also looking at her.
"What are you waiting for?" Yan Wu Shuang said with a smile, "If you wait any longer, you won't be able to catch up."
"You're bluffing," Zhang Dashan sneered. "You can fool that little b * stard, but you can't fool me. Are you seriously injured? "
Yan Wushuang placed her hand on the hilt of her sword and said indifferently, "He's not a little bastard, he's my little brother. Draw your sword, or you won't have another chance. "
"How pathetic." Zhang Dashan shook his head and unsheathed his sword.
The sword light was so deep, it was as if a hole had been opened in the abyss, and a terrifying demon was peeping into the human world. It was also as if the door to the Infernal Inferno had been opened, and waves of heat rolled out.
The waves of heat were like dragons, but it was not the manifestation of the sword technique itself.
That was Zhang Dashan's unique characteristic. His fiery temper had ignited his swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship was him. He had completely integrated himself into his swordsmanship, and he was the swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship was him.
In fact, the sword technique he cultivated was called the Mountain Sea Sword Technique, and it was similar to the Martial God's self-created technique, the Great River Heart Technique.
However, in his eyes, Yan Wu Shuang was like an arrow at the end of its flight, and he didn't even need to use the sword technique.
He just activated his True Qi and overturned everything.
The huge aura turned into a violent storm, and the waves of heat covered the earth and sky. Yan Wu Shuang's face immediately turned pale, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I'm here! I'm alive! My sword! "
He had drawn his sword!
He never killed without a second strike, and now he had drawn his sword.
"If you were at your peak, I would be a little more serious," Zhang Dashan said coldly, pronouncing his death sentence.
Crack!
The sword that had been drawn halfway broke.
Yan Wu Shuang was sent flying by the violent force, and he flew backward for more than a hundred feet before landing on the ground. He rolled a few more feet before coming to a stop, blood spilling out of his mouth. The broken swords were stabbed into the ground on either side of him, forming a grave.
Zhang Dashan walked over slowly and looked down at him coldly. "You were supposed to be a dazzling star among the cultivators, but unfortunately, you became a bandit. What's more, you gave up your life for that ingrate. I really feel sorry for you."
Yan Wu Shuang endured the intense pain and struggled to sit up. "What do you know … What do you … know …"
Zhang Dashan said coldly, "Of course I don't know about your relationship. I only know that he left you alone to face a strong enemy after you were on the brink of death. Does he really think that a first-grade martial artist doesn't have to pay a price for killing a cultivator? "
Yan Wu Shuang kept vomiting blood, but he still wanted to say something. "I stayed … I never wanted to live …"
Zhang Dashan said coldly, "That's even more pathetic. He knew that you were courting death, but not only did he not stop you, he even helped you. It seems like the brotherhood between you two is as thin as a piece of paper. Did he think that since the dynasty has changed, useless chess pieces can be thrown away to avoid the division of power? "
"Then I'm sorry to disappoint you."
What answered him was a shrill sound that cut through the air.
He looked up abruptly and saw a sword cutting through the air toward him, carrying with it an unstoppable momentum. He didn't have enough time to circulate his Qi, so he didn't dare to meet the attack head-on. He retreated a dozen steps before stopping.
The sword made a muffled sound and sank deep into the spot where he had been standing.
Yan Li walked out of the shadows and squatted down beside Yan Wu Shuang. He had been as calm as a mirror a moment ago, but in the next moment, he was trembling like the surface of the sea. "You …"
"I lost …" Yan Wu Shuang forced a smile. "In our … world … you can only live if you win … and if you lose … you can only die …"
Yan Li gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know … I can't accept anything else …"
Yan Wu Shuang said, "I know … Don't blame yourself … You've done … enough for us. Ever since I came back, I've been in pain … I'm in pain because of my wavering heart … Sometimes I hate you for making me kill Instructor with my own hands … Before Instructor died, he said, 'Don't blame him' … How can someone like me be forgiven … Sometimes, when I think of the blood feud at Swallow Dock, I feel deeply grateful to you … You're carrying a burden that doesn't belong to you. You're our younger brother, but you're playing the role of an older brother … I stand in the middle, feeling that my thoughts are ugly … There's no cure … Now I'm very relaxed … "
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