Chapter 41

Looking at the roaring Fan Xian, after he finished speaking, Fan You poured him a cup of tea.

Fan You said slowly: "Because you are my younger brother, I can't let you go. The palace is not another place. If we enter the palace late at night, once we are caught, we will surely die."

"Fan Xian, you have a good talent and a good brain. Although you don't have a little mellowness in your life, you are born with agility."

"Your poison and martial arts are very strong, even if you really fight against a ninth-rank master, you can still deal with it."

"But this is breaking into the palace. If you are not careful, not only you, but our entire Fan family will be implicated."

"Uncle Wu Zhu's strength is not inferior to Grandmaster, even if he is exposed, he will not be caught."

"My strength, no one in the ninth rank in the world can beat me. With Uncle Wuzhu around, even if the grand master in the palace makes a move, the two of us can escape."

"What's more, I asked Fan Da to lure all the forbidden soldiers away. The three of us entered the palace, and the chance of success is very high."

Fan Xian fell silent after hearing this, holding the teacup tightly with both hands.

"So, I'm too weak, right?"

Fan You knew that what he said would cause great damage to Fan Xian's self-esteem, but compared to this damage, life was more important.

"Yes, if I let you go, not to mention letting you deal with the ninth rank in the palace, those forbidden soldiers and that gold rank archer alone are enough to kill you!"

After Fan You said this, Fan Xian lowered his head and drank the water in the teacup in one gulp, then stood up and saluted Fan You.

"Brother, rest early."

After finishing speaking, he left without waiting for Fan You to speak.

Fan You looked at Fan Xian's leaving back and couldn't help shaking his head. Although his younger brother looked free and easy on weekdays, he had a lot of things on his mind, and he couldn't hide things in his heart.

Fan Xian is not a troublemaker. To him, life and freedom are the most important. Besides these two, there are also trust and betrayal.

Fan You looked at the direction Fan Xian left for a long time.

The next day, Fan You and Fan Xian received news from the second prince early in the morning, saying that there was some accident in Zuixianju, but the place remained the same, and the second prince had already prepared a new ship for Fan You and Fan Xian to wait for. After arriving, we will swim in the lake together.

After hearing the news, Fan You and Fan Xian set off. Because of what happened last night, Fan You and Fan Xian took two carriages respectively. Fan Xian's carriage was driven by Teng Zijing, and Fan You's carriage was driven by Fan Er in the mansion.

At the same time as the two went to Zuixianju, Fan You spread the news and let Fan Da and others take action.

According to the template of another woman in his memory, Fan You established an identity for Li Lisi in Danzhou, which is also the identity of a wealthy family.

However, it is not enough just to have records in Danzhou. It is also necessary to forge a document in the court for the purpose of recording.

It will take at least one or two days to do these things, and Fan You needs to fight for this one or two days.

The carriage was not moving fast, even a little slow. After half an hour of staggering, it came to the only way to Zuixianju - Niulan Street.

Fan Er: "Young Master, we've arrived at Niulan Street, and if you go further, you'll be at Zuixianju."

Hearing Fan Er's words, Fan You, who was meditating in the carriage, suddenly opened his eyes. Fan You felt several killing intents all around, and the one with the strongest killing intent even reached the ninth rank!

In addition, Fan You also felt three killing intents, and his aura was a little weaker.

Fan You: "Notify Fan Xian that the situation here is not right, let him be more careful."

In the original book, the other party only sent an eighth-rank horizontal training master to cooperate with two disciples of Dongyi City Sigujian, a female swordsman who did not even reach the eighth rank.

But now, what Fan You felt was that there was a ninth rank and at least three eighth ranks, and those three eighth ranks were all extremely strong. Even if Fan You matched up, it would be very difficult, let alone three .

Fan Er heard Fan You's words, stopped the carriage, walked to Teng Zijing behind and whispered.

However, no matter how quiet Fan Er's voice was, it would still be heard by the other party.

Ninth-rank masters are not just Li Horror, the sensitivity of the five senses is also beyond ordinary people. If Fan You can feel the existence of the other party, then naturally the other party can also feel Fan You.

Moreover, at this distance, the other party could hear Fan Er's voice clearly!

After Fan Er finished speaking, in Fan You's perception, those murderous intentions moved!
Fan You: "Fan Xian, be careful!"

Suddenly, two people appeared on the walls on both sides of Niulan Street, standing on the city wall with bows and arrows in hand.

Right in front of Niulan Street, a swordsman wearing a mask appeared.

Fan You's carriage was less than ten meters away from the swordsman.

Fan You: "Who is your Excellency? There are countless ninth-rank swordsmen in the capital, and the strongest one is named Xie Bi'an, who is the assassin next to the second prince. If you kill me here, the second prince's suspicion will be the biggest!"

The swordsman didn't move when he heard Fan You's words, but the two bows and arrows on the city wall moved!

The bows and arrows in the hands of the two were concentrated in the carriage where Fan Xian was, and the carriage where Fan You was was not suffered any attack.

After dodging the arrows shot by the archers, Fan Er immediately hid in a blind corner by the wall and shouted. : "Second young master be careful! Eighth grade archer! Rare in the world!"

Teng Zijing also dodged the arrow and hid in the corner with Fan Er.

"Fan Xian! Get out of the car!"

Teng Zijing's martial arts is only at the lower eighth rank, and most of his martial arts are hidden weapons, and his fist and foot weapons are only average.

At this distance, his hidden weapons are far inferior to the power of bows and arrows.

After dodging the arrows, Fan Xian in the carriage also crouched to the corner of the wall.

The two archers were constantly moving on the city wall, looking for the right time to attack.

Ahead, Fan You and the swordsman were still in a confrontation, and neither of them made the first move.

Fan Xian and the three in the rear were forced by the opponent's two eighth-rank archers, scurrying around like mice, avoiding the arrows shot by the archers above.

Slowly, the three were separated, and the two archers were forcing Fan Xian to reach a certain place.

Fan You: "Oh, it's still a trick!"

In Fan You's perception, Fan Xian headed for the last killing intent bit by bit.

"Boom!"

"what!!!"

After the archer shot his last arrow, Fan Xian was forced to the designated place.

Just when Fan Xian thought he could take a breath, the wall behind him suddenly exploded!
Suddenly, a strong man with ugly appearance and tall height appeared behind Fan Xian, and grabbed Fan Xian.

"Boom!"

The entire wall collapsed in an instant, and Fan Xian was grabbed tightly in the courtyard.

Seeing this scene, Teng Zijing and Fan Er immediately rushed forward, trying to rescue Fan Xian.

It's just that the speed of the two archers was faster, and the four of them stood side by side, leaving Fan Xian alone to face the monster.

Fan You clearly felt all of this, and felt helpless, as his subordinates were still too few, only a rank nine.

Standing up and getting out of the carriage, Fan You first looked at Fan Er and the others who were stuck behind him, then turned to look at the swordsman.

The swordsman was dressed in black, with no skin exposed except his hands and eyes.

In his left hand is a long sword, which has not been drawn yet.

Fan You performed lightness kung fu, and suddenly rushed forward.

While rushing forward, his figure fluctuated from left to right, and counting phantoms appeared.

The swordsman was also rank nine, and he didn't panic at all when facing the phantom, he just stayed quietly.

Just when Fan You arrived in front of him, suddenly a sword came out from his right hand!

Swordsmanship!
A white light flashed, the phantom disappeared, and Fan You took a few steps back.

Fan You: "Good swordsmanship, much better than that Xie Bi'an who can break time with one sword!"

Fan You and Xie Bi'an have fought against each other, although Xie Bi'an claims to be the strongest swordsman in Kyoto, and also has the title of breaking time with this sword.

However, as far as the sword just now is concerned, Xie Bi'an is much worse than the ninth rank swordsman in front of him.

The swordsman didn't say a word, but just stared at Fan You.

The long sword in his hand has been pulled out, and the scabbard is tightly held in his left hand. For a swordsman, both the sword and the scabbard are weapons!

Fan You didn't take the sword force just now, but backed away in time.

Although Fan You's zhenqi was strong, facing such a swordsman, he didn't dare to use his zhenqi to take it hard.

Seeing that the swordsman didn't intend to speak at all, Fan You smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared again.

Fan You performed Lingbo microsteps, and his legs swung quickly, creating afterimages.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the swordsman again, and the two began to fight.

Small courtyard

Fan Xian was picked up by the strong man like a chicken, and thrown into the yard with one hand, before falling to the ground.

Fortunately, when he was a child, Fan Xian was often honed by Fan Da and others, and his physical fitness was much stronger. When he fell, he only felt a little pain, and did not cause any injuries.

Fan Xian looked at the strong man who threw him in, and couldn't help but think to himself: Huo!This guy is at a loss if he doesn't play basketball!

While Fan Xian was in a daze, the strong man rushed over again!
Teng Zijing, who was fighting with the archers outside, saw the strong man's face, and his face changed suddenly.

"Fan Xian, be careful! This is Cheng Jushu, the top eighth-rank master of the Northern Qi Dynasty! He is extremely overbearing!"

Fan Xian: "What?!"

After saying this, Cheng Jushu had already rushed to him.

Fan Xian turned around and avoided Cheng Jushu's attack. Only then did Fan Xian see that when Cheng Jushu rushed over, every step he took would leave a half-thick footprint on the ground.

Seeing this, Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat. Although his true qi was domineering, if he couldn't deal with this kind of full-body horizontal training master quickly, once it became a protracted battle, he would definitely die!

If it was the past, Fan Xian might have thought that Fan You was outside, and he just couldn't beat him.

But after last night, Fan Xian understood a truth, people who are not strong enough deserve what they deserve when they die.
"Eighth-rank horizontal training? Okay, I'm playing eighth-rank horizontal training of yours!"

Fan Xian felt ruthless, this time he was beaten to death here!She will never ask Fan You for help!
"what!"

"Roar!"

The strong man and Fan Xian roared together, and they rushed together.

(End of this chapter)

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