Joy of Life: I'm really not a saint

"Sword Qi Yangtze River!"

This move again?

Damn, I went too far this time!

Fan Xian's face turned bitter. Uncle Wu Zhu's training from childhood to adulthood allowed him to move around among several people. If it was a fight like the one just now, he could still hold on. But the opponent was so angry that he ignored the loss of his true energy and used a big move. This was a collision of true energy, a real fight to accumulate.

It’s bad, there’s no way around it!

Fan Xian caught a glimpse of the movements of the other three people out of the corner of his eye. He moved his ears slightly and realized that the carriage was still motionless. His heart suddenly sank!

Uncle Wuzhu, Uncle Wuzhu, how do you think I can still survive in this situation?

This series of psychological activities only lasted for a moment. Just as Fan Xian was about to risk his life, two short-handled scimitars connected by iron chains flew out and attacked the two eighth-rank assassins!

Fan Xian was shocked. He had just shouted randomly, could it be that there really was help?

The domineering true energy is fully activated!

Fan Xian collided with the water vapor above his head. Even if we consider it as his 'oneness of man and sword', in fact, he relied on the uniqueness of his true Qi and managed to fight on equal terms!

The martial arts offered by Jiangnan Water Stronghold were not top-notch after all, and this two-on-one fight fully revealed the advantages and disadvantages in this aspect.

The leader's sword was about to hit Fan Xian, but was blocked by a stone shot out from the carriage.

But the enemy leader also changed his moves quickly. His sword moves were broken and he could not continue. He simply changed the sword into a palm and hit Fan Xian in the waist and abdomen!

"puff!"

Fan Xian spun on the spot, using the force of the whirlpool to forcibly break through the impact of the true qi and escape!

The domineering true energy expanded and rolled up, the water vapor in the sky turned invisible, condensed into countless water droplets that splashed everywhere, the scene was breathtaking!

As the river water flowed backwards, Fan Xian retreated more than ten steps, his feet floating, and a mouthful of blood mixed with the water vapor appeared red.

Although he broke this set of attacks, he was still seriously injured!

"Tiss!"

"Lord Fan!"

The remaining dozen or so swordsmen from the Supervisory Council endured several knife wounds and came to Fan Xian's side to be on guard, while the motley group of martial artists silently gave up the pursuit and surrounded them instead, gradually leaving no chance of survival.

They did this because they were somewhat intimidated.

Among the three assassins who had just attacked Fan Xian, except for the enemy leader, the other two eighth-grade masters were already dead!

From this we can see the gap between Fan Xian and the top ninth-grade masters.

The two short swords were pulled by the chains and ejected from the bodies of the two men with a clang, then flew into the dense forest and disappeared.

"Northern Qi, Langtao?"

Fan Xian muttered with a gloomy expression.

The remaining three ninth-rank cultivators had gloomy and uncertain expressions on their obscured faces. They tilted their heads to stare at the dense forest, silently waiting for the newcomer to show up.

What came out of the dense forest was not one person, but two figures, a man and a woman, of different heights.

I saw that person, who was as cold as ice, had an ugly but powerful face, and was inexplicably filled with wildness.

The other person was smiling, holding up her shoes, and walking out step by step. She looked like a country girl but full of spirituality.

Who else could it be if not Lang Tao from Northern Qi and the Saint Begonia Duoduo?

"Junior sister, why don't you do your job?"

"Isn't this senior brother here?"

"I have long advised the Imperial Master that I alone can do this!"

"I'm getting anxious waiting in the capital, and I just want to walk around."

After Haitang Duoduo finished speaking, she looked at Fan Xian, who was spitting blood, with a teasing look on her face and asked softly, "I'm sorry, you didn't have to spit blood. You won't blame me, right?"

There was a sound coming from the ground, followed by a vibration!

Chapter 245 Black Knights and Massacre.

The sound came from far away and the vibration became louder and louder.

"This is?"

Several assassins became anxious and guessed that these were reinforcements coming to support Fan Xian. They did not care about the two ninth-rank warriors at their side and shook off the blood on their swords and ran towards Fan Xian again.

"Kill me!"

The enemy leader shouted.

The remaining three hundred to four hundred minions also followed the movements of the three ninth-grade minions and leaped into the encirclement one after another. The scene became extremely chaotic for a moment!

The swordsmen of the Overwatch Council are on full alert. At the last moment, they cannot afford to relax even a little!

Fan Xian looked at everything in the field. He had no worry or anxiety, but instead smiled.

He even had enough energy to respond to Haitang Duoduo's previous question. He said loudly: "Thank you Saint Lady and Senior Brother Langtao for saving me. If you two hadn't come here, I wouldn't be injured just like this!"

Haitang Duoduo smiled slightly, showing no uneasiness about not following Li An's orders.

However, Lang Tao's eyes were fixed on the intact carriage, staring at it intently. He gripped the knife with even more strength, and a fierce fighting spirit was revealed in his eyes!

"Brother!"

Haitang Duoduo reminded him softly, then turned to Fan Xian and said with a bright smile, "Brother Fan, you are too kind. I believe that even if the two of us don't come, your life will not be in danger."

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian just shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Fan Xian knew Uncle Wu Zhu's character too well. He would not die, but he would suffer.

To be precise, the damage these assassins inflicted on Fan Xian was not as much as during his training with Uncle Wu Zhu.

While the few of them were talking, Wu Zhu was also paying close attention to the battle situation in the darkness inside the carriage.

Given his concern for Fan Xian, the remaining three people posed less of a threat to Fan Xian than the two who arrived later. In addition, for a ninth-rank master, the distance between the three was enough for them to launch an attack.

By then, even if he wanted to save Fan Xian, it would be too late.

The iron rod was already in Wuzhu's hand, so it was reasonable for him to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

"It's just that my cultivation is not yet perfect, and I still need some practice in actual combat. I can launch my moves but I can't retract them. I don't want you two to see me in such an awkward state."

Fan Xian regained his usual composure and composure, straightened his clothes, looked at the cavalrymen galloping in the distance and the arrows flying past his face, and asked softly, "I remember that Miss Haitang is not a combative person. Although this is the order of your country's national teacher, it doesn't mean you have to come all the way to Qing Kingdom, right?"

Fan Xian thought that the two of them were here to take his life back, so he asked this question.

"Put it back!"

A loud shout rang out again from the cavalry.

Then, the rain of arrows came again.

The screams in their ears came one after another, but did not affect the three people who were looking at each other at all.

The remaining three ninth-grade warriors on the enemy side used all their means, rushing left and right to find a way to break out.

As for the mission of killing Fan Xian, they had already forgotten about it.

They are servants, not warriors. If they can help the water fort, they are naturally willing to step forward, but if they have to sacrifice their lives for it, they will never agree to do it!

Under normal circumstances, the three ninth-grade warriors would have escaped from the encirclement and left in style, but their opponents today were not the navy masters who bullied the weak and feared the strong that they had encountered in the past!

To deal with high-level warriors, the Black Knights naturally had their own methods: dense and rhythmic armor-piercing arrows, concentrating their firepower specifically to deal with the three people.

In the intervals between the attacks, a series of crossbows as thick as arms were fired out in response to the sound of strings, targeting the moment when the three men jumped up and tried to break out of the encirclement!

And those armor-piercing arrows also have the effect of breaking through the true Qi. Because of the rhythm, the three of them had just adapted to it when they saw the command flags in the hands of the Black Cavalry commander change, and what followed was another kind of arrow rain that was sometimes fast and sometimes slow!

Even though the three of them were caught off guard in their panicked attempts to defend themselves, their years of training and deep inner energy meant that they were not seriously injured at this moment.

But if the situation continues to develop like this, they will be worn out to death here!

Not to mention that there are several ninth-rank masters waiting on the sidelines for an opportunity to strike!

Surprisingly, Haitang Duoduo and Langtao had been silent since their previous attack, and with the two restraining them, Fan Xian did not dare to move rashly.

"This battle does not need to continue."

Haitang Duoduo said, while Langtao responded to Fan Xian's question with silence.

"We are not here to kill you, otherwise we would not have saved you just now. But we are here to stop you from returning to Kyoto."

Fan Xian had no intention of returning to Kyoto immediately, but since Haitang Duoduo said so, Fan Xian chuckled and responded, "That's unfortunate. I'm eager to go home now. Thanks to your country's national teacher, whether it's the Fan Mansion or my true identity, the Qing Kingdom is now in turmoil and undercurrents."

"The eyes of the whole country are focused on me right now." Fan Xian stepped on the dead branches on the ground with one foot, making a crackling sound. He stroked the wound on his wrist with one hand, grinning in pain. He squinted his eyes slightly and adapted to the brief pain. Fan Xian looked at the chaotic scene, the corpses of the Supervisory Council personnel on the ground, and listened to the screams. He felt a surge of anger in his heart, and couldn't help laughing: "You who caused all this are now trying to stop me from returning to Kyoto. Let me ask you, I am not a puppet who can be manipulated by others, right?"

The black knights rushed into the field and broke the formation of the remaining people.

The sounds of hacking and screaming mixed together like funeral music.

Some people find it beautiful, while others find it upsetting!

Fan Xian stepped back to avoid a flying corpse. He paused while stroking the wound, and the arrows hidden in his sleeve flew out. He shot three arrows in succession at the two men from Northern Qi!

Lang Tao withdrew his gaze from the carriage and snorted coldly. He shook his wrists and knocked away the sleeve arrows with the double swords connected by iron chains. Haitang Duoduo on the side did not move at all, but gently pounded her thighs to relax.

"This is truly a disgrace to the Ninth Rank! Such a petty trick only makes people laugh!"

Faced with the provocation, Lang Tao was about to draw his knife to attack Fan Xian but was stopped by Haitang Duoduo.

"Wait a minute!" Haitang Duoduo took out a brocade bag from her sleeve and began to examine it. After a moment, she nodded thoughtfully and said loudly, "This is a collaboration!"

"cooperate?"

Fan Xian rolled up his sleeves, picked up someone's iron knife on the ground, and stabbed a member of the Water Village gang who had his back to him, and asked, "I really don't know what to cooperate with Li An now!"

The previous cooperation was indeed pleasant. Although it was short, it allowed Fan Xian to accumulate a large amount of wealth.

After all, it was a no-cost business, and it also made it convenient for Fan Xian to carry out his subsequent unknown plans.

But after the Hanging Mountain, the Ye family in Kyoto suffered. Although the outcome was favorable to Fan Xian, the Kyoto of Qing Kingdom underwent a major reshuffle, which could be considered a blow to its vitality.

From then on, the two sides were like water and fire, and there was no possibility of cooperation!

Not to mention the Northern Qi's subsequent attack on Fan Jian and the revelation of his true identity.

"To be precise, the main target of this cooperation is the one behind you!" Haitang Duoduo smiled and pointed at the carriage beside Fan Xian. "Of course, there are also benefits for you."

Seeing that the two were still arguing, Lang Tao could no longer bear it and rushed towards the chaotic crowd with his knife, killing everyone he saw!

Because of the cooperative relationship and Li An's instructions, he deliberately avoided the Black Knight.

As a result, the people in Jiangnan Water Village suffered.

Chapter 246 A bargaining chip that cannot be refused!

Anyway, they are all people from Qing Kingdom, so it doesn't matter who they are killed.

Lang Tao vented his anger with his powerful moves, and this one-sided massacre was actually more efficient and faster than that of the Black Knights!

The three ninth-rank swordsmen had already left, leaving behind only the left arm of one of them.

The other two grabbed a gang member to block the arrows and swords and broke through the formation.

If a ninth-rank master wanted to escape, it would be difficult for him to survive without another ninth-rank master to hold him back, or someone with archery skills like Yan Xiaoyi.

Langtao and Haitang Duoduo were neither trying to save Fan Xian nor were they Fan Xian's subordinates, so they naturally would not stop these three people.

As for what Fan Xian called confrontation, in fact, he was willing but unable. He had a slight interest in the cooperation mentioned by the two Beiqi people, but why was this cooperation based on preventing him from returning to Kyoto?

Wu Zhu in the carriage tightly grasped the iron rod, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the inner wall of the specially made carriage, "watching" the three people fleeing far away.

Since these people dared to assassinate Fan Xian, as usual, he would naturally not leave any of them alive.

But now that Fan Xian is facing a powerful enemy, he cannot leave at will.

Since Fan Xian said before that it was the Jiangnan Water Fort, I'll go there again later!

No matter what, the combat power of the princess's men has been greatly weakened, right? Fan Xian thought.

"Tell me in detail. As for whether this cooperation will be successful or not, we still have to see how the cooperation works!" Fan Xian casually chopped down another person and smiled harmlessly.

He looked at the three ninth-rank assassins who had disappeared and sighed slightly. Without them, Fan Xian would naturally not ask to leave any alive.

The rest of the people are just pawns, just following orders, and nothing can be asked of them.