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Chapter 216 The battle of life and death in Kyoto (1)(1/2)

Chapter 216: Life and Death Battle in Kyoto (Part 1)

The next morning, Hu Fei woke up from seclusion and came to the fourth floor of the clinic, but found no trace of Yang Fan.

"Where is your master?"

Hu Fei felt a little wrong.

"Master left just now, just dawn." Cang Yun replied.

"hateful!"

Hu Fei clenched his fists hard.

Yang Fan actually left without saying goodbye!

This made him so angry that as a friend and personal bodyguard, Yang Fan actually went alone to fight Wushuang.

"This guy is so unfaithful!"

Hu Fei looked unrestless, jumped up and down, and roared slightly in the clinic.

Seeing this scene, Cang Yun couldn't help but look strange and said to himself: "Master guessed it is indeed correct..."

"Senior, please calm down. Master asked me to convey a word to you before leaving."

"What did he say?"

Hu Fei immediately calmed down.

"Master, he said, please calm down for your sake. If you haven't returned within a few days, you will meet in Wuliu Town."

Cang Yun said respectfully.

"Misty Liu Town?"

Hu Fei was stunned. Hearing this tone, Yang Fan seemed to be very confident.

But why didn't he let himself watch the battle? Are he afraid that I would intervene or affect his decisive battle?

He was both anxious and itchy in his heart, and he was so angry that he hated Yang Fan's reluctance to leave.

Emerald bamboo forests are famous scenic spots in Kyoto.

At this moment, in a quiet area of ​​the bamboo forest.

"Miss Yuxi, when did you arrive?"

Yang Fan looked at Fairy Yun who was as calm as an immortal in front of him with a look of surprise.

The agreed time yesterday was morning, and Yang Fan had already set off in advance. He thought he would arrive first, but unexpectedly, Yun Yuxi actually arrived first than him.

"Yesterday, the appointment of Hanyuan Mountain was late for Yuxi, so the young master waited for a long time and felt uneasy. Therefore, I came here two hours in advance today to wait for the young master."

Yunyuxi smiled happily, her voice soft and gentle, like a tingling spring water.

When Yang Fan heard this, he was both relieved and moved.

Two hours ago, it was not dawn... It was probably still dark at that time.

"Even though she is so beautiful, elegant as an immortal, and has a transcendent identity, she is not as arrogant as an ordinary cultivator as a top female cultivator..."

Since dating, Yang Fan felt that Fairy Yun was approachable and had a free and intimate atmosphere.

Perhaps, this is also a spiritual bridge formed by the similarity of the two people's martial arts.

According to common sense, when a man and a woman are dating, the woman usually comes here slowly, called "test".

However, Yun Yuxi waited here two hours in advance. Such a quality and character were enough to make Yang Fan feel ashamed.

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly had a strong desire: he must become a dual-cultural partner with Yun Yuxi, no one can stop him!

However, he quickly suppressed this impulse.

Yang Fan understood that the time was not yet right. At the same time, he was still a little nervous, worried that Yun Yuxi would refuse, which would create a gap between the two.

"Why is this Yuxi like this? Yang will be satisfied if you can come here on time."

Yang Fan said with a look of relief, walked to Yun Yuxi and gently held her jade hand.

Yun Yuxi struggled slightly and then obeyed. Her quiet and bright eyes looked at Yang Fan, but she couldn't help laughing.

She smiled playfully: "I was afraid that my senior sister would come out so early because she was afraid that she would know my whereabouts..."

When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but smile, understanding that Yun Yuxi was just a joke.

The two walked hand in hand and walked deep into the bamboo forest, feeling so uncomfortable, like a pair of fairy-loving daughters.

"Young Master Yang, don't you want to see the whole picture of Yuxi?"

Yun Yuxi smiled sweetly, and her bright eyes exuded a natural and lively atmosphere.

"Yes! Why did I forget this? Every time I meet, you wear a veil and get used to it."

Yang Fan was happy and looked at the beauty in front of him with expectation.

"Then I will meet the young master's requirements now...but Yuxi is afraid that the young master will think it is ugly."

Yun Yuxi seemed to be a little worried.

ugly?

How is that possible?

Yang Fan smiled undeniably. Yun Yuxi was a woman who was full of the world. Whether it was her facial contour, skin luster, or her own temperament, she had reached a perfect and impeccable level.

"Young Master really won't be disappointed by Yu Xi's appearance?"

Yun Yuxi was still a little worried and gently pulled Yang Fan's arm, hoping that he would confirm it again and again.

Just as Yang Fan was about to speak, a strong wind suddenly blew over the bamboo forest.

Oh ~

A giant silver eagle flew through the air, dancing wildly.

The two of them quickly looked up and stared into the air.

I saw a man in white carrying a sword standing proudly on the silver giant eagle.

"war!"

A sonorous sound as metal came, and the invisible power and sharp sword intent seemed to be on the heaven and earth, hitting Yang Fan's soul level hard.

He only spit out a "battle", and Wushuang flew away in the silver giant eagle.

However, the pressure in the dark has not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, and suddenly a fighting spirit that wanted to break through the constraints of the world, and said proudly:

"If you want to fight, fight!"

"Young Master..."

Yun Yuxi held his arm tightly, and there was a trace of reluctance and worry in his eyes.

"Miss Yuxi, let's part here today. I am destined to have this battle with him."

Yang Fan looked at the beauty who was so close to him. The faint fragrance of flowers and plants made him feel excited and his fighting will increase a little, and immediately turned away the pressure from Wushuang.

"Young Master, Master has sent me a message. Yuxi must return to the 'Pharmacie Valley' tomorrow..."

Yun Yuxi's eyes were filled with a few hazy mist. She let go of Yang Fan's hand and forced a smile: "The future is long, take care of you."

From beginning to end, she did not stop Yang Fan from fighting, nor even asked him who he was fighting with.

"Yuxi also please take care of yourself. I will go to the 'Pharmacopoeia Valley' when I have time in the future." Yang Fan said with a smile: "But next time I meet, don't call me my son."

After saying that, he jumped away, and his fighting spirit soared into the sky, reaching the highest peak of his life.

Yang Fan felt a warm current flowing in his body, igniting his passion and passion for how long he had suppressed it.

Watching Yang Fan leave, a trace of worry flashed in Yun Yuxi's eyes, and she said quietly: "Should I go there? But I am afraid that Mr. Yang will be distracted and affect his battle..."

call out!

Yang Fan walked on the edge of the sword, and the green mist around him rotated and condensed, covering him in a layer of emerald halo.

From a distance, a green light shone across the void, and a harsh whistling sound came.

In front, an arrogant figure stood on a silver giant eagle, carrying a sword, white clothes surpassing snow, and looked like the legendary sword immortal.

"In just two months, your cultivation level has increased greatly and you have entered the foundation-building period. It seems that you may be able to fight me."

Suddenly, Wushuang paused and let the flying eagle leave, but he stood in the void.

Without borrowing any external objects, you can just rely on your own magic power to step on the void.

What a realm this is, it is like a manifestation of the ability of a high-level monk.

The emerald mist on Yang Fan's body rotated rapidly, and his aura rose little by little, and there was a piece of tentacle invisibly squeezing the space around him.

Of course he would not think that Wushuang has entered a high-level monk.

With the opponent's personality, if he enters the high-level rank, he will not bother to fight with himself, a low-level monk.
To be continued...
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