The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

Chapter 141: Learning from the Master at a Glance

"Shh!"

In response to Fang Hao, Yun Zhilan’s brilliant sword light was filled with sword intent.

As the first disciple of Grandmaster Si Gu Jian, Yun Zhilan's cultivation had reached the ninth level at an early stage.

The true energy is strong and the sword moves are sharp!
Apart from the four great masters, the number of people in the world who can block his sword will not exceed two palms.

With this sword, Yun Zhilan's sword light turned back and pierced Fang Hao's wrist.

The angle calculation was accurate to the millimeter, and more importantly, the vague sword intent contained in it was extremely sharp!

"Is this Si Gu Jian?" Fang Hao changed his tone and spoke provocatively.

At the same time, his hands moved quickly. The palm that was filled with the Jie Tian Qi slapped out like a blue dragon and landed on the sword spine of Yun Zhilan.

The other hand came with a palm wind, the palm force was powerful and condensed, the move was simple and clear, returning to nature, it was already the best method in the world.

Yun Zhilan quickly took a step back, with his sword naturally held across his body, skillfully blocking Fang Hao's tentative palm.

"boom!"

When their palms and swords collided, Fang Hao remained motionless, but Yun Zhilan was forced to retreat three steps. He realized that Fang Hao was a strong opponent he had rarely met in his life.

"With such martial arts skills, you are definitely not an unknown person. Why do you have to hide yourself and lose your identity?" Yun Zhilan said.

However, in just a few moments, the two had exchanged more than a hundred moves, and their location was getting farther and farther away from the main force of the delegation.

Fang Hao tried again and again, and used his "Transparent World" to see clearly the "Four-Looking Sword" performed by Yun Zhilan.

Although it is still unclear which move is Gu Zuo and which is Gu You, his enemies just need to know it.

Hearing Yun Zhilan say this, he immediately laughed strangely and made another palm strike, the power of which was far greater than before, obviously showing the level of a grandmaster.

The palm force has not yet arrived, but the palm wind has already come!
Such a fierce, domineering and powerful palm force was something Yun Zhilan had never seen in his life.

With one palm strike, more than ten different changes occurred, and the energy was ever-changing, blocking all of Yun Zhilan's retreat routes.

"Grandmaster!"

Yun Zhilan had only seen such an overwhelming and unreasonable attack from his own master.

Indestructible and unstoppable!
This is the unique power of a martial arts grandmaster!
In front of a grandmaster, even an expert at the upper ninth level might not be much better than a baby. There was an absolute gap in realm that was impossible to resist.

"Crench!"

This was the sound of Yun Zhilan's broken hand bones. Even though he tried his best and used the defensive move "Gu Hou" from Si Gu Jian, he was still hit by Fang Hao's palm.

His body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood from his mouth and falling to the ground.

Fang Hao achieved his goal and did not linger any longer. He turned quickly and disappeared into the woods in the distance like a ghost.

When the Dongyi City delegation arrived, they only saw Yun Zhilan lying on the ground seriously injured.

"Hurry... quickly write a letter and tell my master that the fourth grandmaster... is in Kyoto!" As soon as Yun Zhilan finished speaking, he fainted.

The Dongyi City delegation did not expect that something unexpected would happen when they had already arrived near Kyoto.

The legendary fourth most mysterious grandmaster in the world is actually in Qing Kingdom!
Outside of Kyoto, the Dongyi City delegation was ambushed, and Yun Zhilan, a great swordsman of the ninth rank, was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

When Emperor Qing learned about this, he was furious and ordered Chen Pingping to lead the Supervisory Council to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Unfortunately, Fang Hao's move would leave no loopholes. The experts from the First and Sixth Departments of the Supervisory Council searched the area within a hundred miles of the delegation's residence, but still found nothing. So in the subsequent negotiations, Qing State had to give in to Dongyi City, but pressed Beiqi step by step.

Of course, there were heated arguments at the negotiation table, but there were still smiles and laughter under the table.

On August 15th, Emperor Qing held a grand banquet for his ministers and foreign envoys in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests outside the imperial palace.

For a moment, all the heroes of Kyoto gathered together, creating a magnificent scene.

The Northern Qi envoys and the Dongyi visitors were welcomed by the guests of the Qing Kingdom with smiles on their faces, as if the war and assassination a few days ago had never happened.

At the same time, Fang Haoyuan was in his own residence, toasting to the moon.

He knew that tonight, Zhuang Mohan, a literary master in the Northern Qi delegation, would, at the instigation of the eldest princess, falsely accuse Fan Xian of plagiarism.

Then, in the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, the highlight moment of Fan Xian, the world traveler from Joy of Life, will be staged.

A hundred poems after drinking!
From the "gentleman's pursuit of a beautiful woman" in the Book of Songs to "all the horses are silent" in Gong Zizhen. The bright moonlight in the Tang Dynasty, the spring river water in the Song Dynasty, Du Fu's thatched cottage, Su Dongpo's roasted meat...

Fan Xian closed his eyes, took a sip of wine, and "composed" a poem. After three pots of wine were finished, three hundred poems came out!

"Although we are in different time and space, you, my fellow countryman, Fan Xian, really bring honor to us time travelers."

Fang Hao drank the wine in the glass and said, "But now it's time to get down to business."

After drinking and writing hundreds of poems, Fan Xian pretended to be drunk and broke into the palace at night with Wu Zhu. He found the key left by Ye Qingmei, which was the key to open the black box containing the Barrett sniper rifle.

Wu Zhu came forward and used Si Gu Jian to lead Hong Sixiang away, while Fan Xian successfully found the key in the Queen Mother's Han Guang Hall.

Unfortunately, when he was leaving, he accidentally revealed his identity and was discovered by Yan Xiaoyi, the current commander of the palace guards.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp whistle resounded through the sky above the palace. Arrows came like meteors, making a roaring sound. Fan Xian felt that the air behind him began to tremble!
"What a fast arrow!" This was Fan Xian's first feeling.

In a far corner of the imperial city, Yan Xiaoyi held a bow in one hand and stared at Fan Xian with the other, his expression indifferent. It was obvious that he was very confident in his archery skills.

In fact, he does have the capital to be proud of this. As the world's number one sharpshooter in "Joy of Life", he is a ninth-grade upper-level master who dares to fight against the Barrett sniper rifle at a long distance.

Yan Xiaoyi's archery skills are almost superb. Even if he faces a martial arts grandmaster, he can still defeat him with a longbow in hand.

What’s more, Fan Xian is just a mere mortal, whose cultivation level is not even at the ninth level.

The arrow shot by Yan Xiaoyi was far away in the sky a breath ago, but it was already right in front of Fan Xian a breath later!
What a great Fan Xian! At the critical moment of life and death, the domineering true energy that he had cultivated for sixteen years in the Qi Sea and Snow Mountain in his body burst out at the same time and poured into his palms.

"boom!"

I saw him punching each other with his fists in the air, and they almost hit the arrow shaft.

The violent and domineering true qi collided with the powerful kinetic energy contained in the arrow, and actually shattered the feather arrow into pieces.

"Cough cough!"

Fan Xian only felt a sweetness in his throat and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then barely suppressed the injuries on his body.

Then he let out a low roar, broke into a run, and disappeared into the dense forest outside the palace.

Behind him, Yan Xiaoyi's hawk-like eyes had seen through everything. He said coldly, "He's injured. Go, catch him!"

Watching Yan Xiaoyi and his group walking away, Fang Hao, dressed in black, appeared at the place where Yan Xiaoyi had just stood, with a meaningful smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)