Chapter 187 The Terrible Opponent

Yang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Xin'er is right. The assassination of the Dark Blood Dynasty has just come to an end, and I met another more abnormal..."

"It's Xin'er, you have changed a lot after taking the 'marrow-cleaning pill'," Yang Fan's face turned solemn: "Have you predicted my good fortune?"

"Foresight is one of Xin'er's instincts. After taking the 'marrow-cleaning pill', I can already vaguely use the mysterious power in my body, and my foresight ability is several times better than before. However, if I want to foresee Brother Yang's future, I still seem very powerless..." Yuwen Xin had a little surprise in her pretty eyes.

"It seems that the power of Xin'er's 'Nine Sutras' is mostly related to divination and deduction... Divination is the most mysterious existence among immortal cultivators."

Yang Fan was very surprised. He didn't expect that Yuwen Xin's ability would be related to such a mysterious lineage.

"It's all thanks to Brother Yang's help. After taking the 'marrow-cleaning pill', Xin'er not only awakened her bloodline power, but now her physique has also increased a lot. Even a few big men can't get close to me."

Yuwen Xin smiled with a pursed lips, and in the sacred and mysterious, there was a little more tenderness and sweetness, and a unique beauty.

"I'm just a guide." Yang Fan said undeniably: "I'm completely unfamiliar with the path Xin'er takes. How far can I go depends on yourself."

"Thank you, Brother Yang for your teachings, Xin'er remembers it."

Yuwen Xin bowed and smiled like a flower, which made Yang Fan feel moved and almost attracted by the mysterious aura of this woman.

"You and I are both immortal cultivators now, and there is no need to be bound by these secular etiquettes."

Yang Fan raised his hand and asked her to get up.

"Xin'er has often had that strange 'dream' recently..." Yuwen Xin fell into confusion and memories: "The 'I' in the dream stands on the starry sky, echoing the glory of the stars in the sky, and seems to have become a part of them. The woman in the dream is very beautiful, very beautiful, just like a goddess..."

When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but look strange and said to himself: "Is it a sign of reincarnation or a unique sign of the 'Nine Sutras's Mysterious Vein'."

Reincarnation is just a legend, and the latter is even more mysterious.

"Xin'er has such ability. Can you try to divine my good fortune in the next two months, even some vague information."

Yang Fan suddenly wanted to verify Yuwen Xin's ability.

"Yes, Brother Yang, Xin'er try her best." Yuwen Xin nodded: "But it's better to wait until the evening..."

"Okay, I happened to have something to talk to King Yan, so I'll have a meal in the palace tonight."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

That night, Yang Fan and the King of Yan's family had dinner together and also met the princess of the King of Yan's mansion.

The princess is the biological mother of Yuwen Xin and the little princess. Although she is not young and has crow's feet on her face, she can still see her stunning charm back then.

During the meal, Yang Fan found that the princess was looking at him from time to time, and his eyes seemed to be looking at his future son-in-law, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After the dinner, the princess, princess and others retreated, and Yang Fan talked with the King of Yan.

"Yang Yaoshi is really extraordinary. He actually killed the silver medal killer of the 'Dark Blood Dynasty'. This incident is enough to shock all the dark organizations in Kyoto. I think no organization dares to release your mission in the future."

The King of Yan said with a smile.

"The prince misunderstood. In fact, there is someone else who solves the silver medal killer." Yang Fan said with a little bitterness: "That person is Wushuang."

"Wu Shuang?" King Yan was stunned.

"Yes, he will probably leave Kyoto in about two months." Yang Fan said calmly.

"What! He is leaving Kyoto?" King Yan said in disbelief.

"He is going to challenge someone." Yang Fan stated.

"It must be my master's Martial Saint." King Yan said in horror: "Does he think that there is no opponent in Kyoto anymore and dares to challenge my master?"

"No, he is very strong now. It's simply an understatement to kill the silver medal killer, although this has also relieved me of a crisis." Yang Fan shook his head and said, "But in two months, I will also face his challenge..."

"What are your plans?" King Yan returned to his calmness. "Wu Shuang usually shows mercy when fighting with others. With his current strength, the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage are not his opponents."

"I will go and see him fight Hu Fei tomorrow. Is the prince interested?"

Yang Fan's expression was very calm.

"I am of course interested in the unparalleled decisive battle." A hint of spirit appeared in King Yan's eyes, and Yang Fan saw the spark of excitement and expectation.

Farewell to Queen Yan, Yang Fan came to Xining House.

At this moment, the stars are flying all over the sky, and the night is seductive. Yuwen Xin is actually standing pretty on the top of the attic. Her quiet and beautiful face seems to be blooming with a faint mysterious brilliance. She is wearing a gorgeous palace outfit, with white skin, faintly shining with light, holy and flawless, like a goddess.

She raised her white head slightly, slowly raised her elegant and slender arms, looking up at the starry sky that seemed to exist forever.

Yang Fan stood not far away, his eyes stunned for a moment, and was attracted by the mysterious and stunning scene.

rub!

With his toes gently tapping the ground, Yang Fan floated up and landed beside Yuwen Xin, smelling the strange scent of orchids. The beauty beside him, Jing like an angel, saw him coming, and a little bit of light burst out from his pretty face, nodding to Yang Fan without saying anything.

Yang Fan felt the atmosphere a little strange. At this moment, an unpredictable force rippled out from Yuwen Xin's body. The mysterious fluctuations were centered on her, transmitting the world, and the stars in the sky seemed to be brighter.

Yuwen Xin's wise and quiet eyes were hidden in the stars in the sky, and there was nothing else except that.

During this period, Yang Fan felt the rapid loss of power in Yuwen Xin's body, and a trace of bright red first appeared on his pretty face, and then gradually became pale.

At one moment, a faint starlight swayed around her body, and the light in her bright eyes condensed into a point, and her jade hand gently drew a wonderful track around her.

Yang Fan entered the omniscient mode, and with the mysterious fluctuations blooming from her body, he faintly touched the mysterious existence in the movement of heaven and earth.

However, it feels very vague and mysterious, and has similarities with my own celestial and human pattern.

call!

Suddenly, Yuwen Xin let out a breath of orchid aura, and the mysterious waves between heaven and earth disappeared, and his bright eyes returned to their original color, and they were quiet.

"What's the result?" Yang Fan saw that Yuwen Xin was a little weak, put his hand on her shoulder and injected a steady stream of sick mist.

Yuwen Xin's little face was pale, her delicate body softened, and she fell into Yang Fan's arms.

"Xin'er, are you okay?" Yang Fan's soft jade and warm fragrance were all over his arms, and quickly investigated the situation in the woman's body, and found that Yuwen Xin had suffered some slight soul trauma.

"Brother Yang... Xin'er has tried her best."

With the help of Yang Fan, Yuwen Xin's complexion has recovered a lot. At this moment, her pretty face is bright red, so beautiful that it is as breath as orchid, and the fragrance is refreshing. Her soft and slender body is slightly stiff.

Looking at the self-blame and ashamed that Yuwen Xin showed in his expression, Yang Fan couldn't bear it: "It's fine if you can't succeed, how complicated is a human destiny? How can you control it as a girl, who has just entered the path of immortality?"

"Brother Yang, although I can't predict your good or bad luck in the past or two months, I have also vaguely captured some clues..."

There was a hint of shock in Yuwen Xin's beautiful eyes.

"I feel that Brother Yang, your fate seems to be entangled with the existence of some taboo. Xin'er will suffer a little force. Maybe my ability is not enough." Yuwen Xin said quietly, staring at the confused man in front of her.

"Did you ever expect other people's good fortune? For example, your father." Yang Fan asked curiously with a strange look on his face.

"Yes, but the stronger the person, the more difficult it is to foresee. Like my father, I can succeed occasionally. But when facing Brother Yang, it is more than ten times more difficult than my father's, and I can only capture some vague feelings." Yuwen Xin replied.

When Yang Fan heard this, he was secretly shocked. If he was in terms of strength, he was about the same level as King Yan. However, in terms of prediction difficulty, he was more than ten times more difficult than King Yan.

Invisibly, there seems to be a layer of invisible and intangible taboo, which makes the foresight more difficult.

"Is it because of the "Xianhong Jue" against the will of heaven?"

Yang Fan guessed in his heart.

That night, he did not stay in the palace, and said goodbye to Yuwen Xin, and Yang Fan returned to Xianhong Medical Center.

This time, he did not meditate immediately, but entered the "Xianhong Space".

With the progress of cultivation, the area of ​​the Xianhong Space Green Land has expanded a lot, from the original three meter to the current five meter.

Yang Fan felt that his "territory" had expanded again, and the feeling was very strange, as if wherever this green land reached was his territory and his own territory.

The puppy lay lazily in front of the warehouse. When he saw Yang Fan coming in, he was excited: "Master, you haven't been in for a long time."

"You will also feel bored?" Yang Fan walked into the warehouse with a strange look on his face.

The warehouse is not as big as the surface, and the interior space is extremely large, and even a giant like "Skyhangzhou" can accommodate it.

"Since I have a master, I feel bored. In the past, I don't know how many years it will take..."

The puppy's confused way.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, but he didn't expect that the puppy, who existed as the Immortal Ring Artifact Spirit, had such a side.

Stepping on the green earth, infinite vitality is injected into the body, flowing through all limbs and bones, cool and refreshing the heart, and even cleansing the soul.

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and said to himself: "As long as I leave half of my mind in the Xianhong space, even if my body is destroyed in an instant, I can still save my life."

However, this also requires skills. If the reaction is slow and the mind does not penetrate the Immortal Hong Ring or the Immortal Hong Space, the body will be destroyed, and the low-level monks will have no chance to survive.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan had already had a plan to fight Wushuang in two months. If this guy is merciless, then he can only save his life through this method.

Of course, this is also a strategy that will only be implemented if it is absolutely necessary.

If there is a major breakthrough in the past two months, Yang Fan will have the strength to fight in his heart. At worst, he will show off a killer weapon like the Netherworld Demon Flame.
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