The emperor's eyes flashed, giving people the feeling of dark clouds covering the city and destroying the city.

I dare not breathe for a moment.

Fan Zhongxuan still looked at the emperor calmly and calmly.

The supreme on the throne just snorted.

If he received the order, Wei Lingyun spread his robe sleeves, and was as straight as a big knife, and slashed at Fan Zhongxuan.

The offensive was fierce and fierce, and neither gave Fan Zhongxuan any room nor gave himself a way out.

The sword is cruel and ruthless, and it is a way of fighting to fight for life.

Fan Zhongxuan's martial arts skills are already the best in the world, but in the face of Wei Lingyun's desperate fighting style, he has no good way, so he can only deal with it according to his moves.

In a flash, dozens of moves had passed, Fan Zhongxuan was as stable as a rock, and the eight winds remained motionless, while Wei Lingyun's offensive gradually slowed down.

Grasping this gap, Fan Zhongxuan suddenly pointed a finger, as hard as a Vajra, and even pierced Wei Lingyun's sleeve.

Wei Lingyun's face was covered in blood.

Fan Zhongxuan took a little to the point of his foot and did not escape, but took advantage of the opportunity to injure Wei Lingyun. But when he couldn't find a way, a thin blade was less than half an inch from Fan Zhongxuan's heart.

It turned out that Zhao Zixing had adjusted his breath well.

Fan Zhongxuan's fingers appeared next to the blade in an instant.

Accompanied by a harsh sound of gold and iron, the blade was swept away by Fan Zhongxuan with his fingers.

But a gap had been cut on Fan Zhongxuan's chest, which was caused by the sword light.

If he hadn't swung the blade open, the sword light had already pierced his heart.

Fan Zhongxuan then retreated, like a waterfall falling from the sky, with amazing momentum.

He knocked away more than a dozen imperial guards with great martial arts.

But he stopped.

A sword that was as clear as autumn water pointed at him from afar, and the person holding the sword was Su Ji.

He said calmly: "Mr. Fan, please surrender."

Although Su Ji saved the princess and has become quite famous recently, he is a little-known figure compared to Fan Zhongxuan. It is ridiculous that he said this to Fan Zhongxuan, but Fan Zhongxuan did not mean to underestimate Su Ji at all.

He said, "My friend Shen, is it no longer possible for me to retreat bravely now?"

Su Ji shook his head and said, "Mr. Fan knows that he is asking, you know that you can't escape."

Not to mention that the three of them join forces, the number of people in the world that can win is probably less than two-handed, and there should be people around them in the fairyland. Unless Fan Zhongxuan is like an old man, there is no reason to escape today.

Fan Zhongxuan sighed and said, "Although you know you are attacking me, it is indeed the truth. Well, this unparalleled contribution will be yours."

As soon as he finished speaking, his long sleeves were thrown out, like two rivers of heaven rolling in, with a terrifying momentum.

The long sleeves came into contact with Feijing Jian, one by one behind.

The sound of the sword was whimpering, like crying and complaining.

Su Ji only felt an irresistible force coming from the tiger's mouth.

His spinal fluid was shaken, and his body felt a momentary sense of powerlessness.

Fei Jingjian almost lost his hand.

The two flying sleeves in front of him turned into thousands of rivers after stimulating the Feijing Sword. The change of strength in this instant is not only a transformation of hardness and softness, but also a proof that Fan Zhongxuan's incredibly pure skills.

His skills are already a whole, such as tungsten steel that has been tempered for thousands of times, with both hardness and toughness, which is simply difficult to defeat.

Even the Five Sons of Qingwei may not be the case.

Su Ji felt emotion, and first laid out the layers of the weather, and tried his best to delay Fan Zhongxuan's offensive.

But it's like using sheets of thin paper to block the penetration of sharp swords.

From the outside, Fan Zhongxuan seemed to be like Wei Lingyun before, with a very fast offensive, but there was always a decline, while Su Ji seemed to be defending well, at least without any flaws.

In fact, Su Ji knew in his heart that Fan Zhongxuan's martial arts skills were far better than Wei Lingyun.

His move seemed to be natural, and even if the offensive slowed down, it could rise again in an instant. It was like a rapids suddenly slowing down, and then rushed forward, but it was a cliff again.

What's even more terrifying is that Su Ji could not predict when Fan Zhongxuan's offensive would become a cliff.

This is completely controlled by Fan Zhongxuan.

Hesitate!

Wei Lingyun and Zhao Zixing attacked Fan Zhongxuan again.

One is Zhilan from Qingwei Daoting, and the other is a proud daughter of heaven who has received the true teachings of Duke Wei and Tianshan Sect. Both of them are both talented and the timing of the attack is just right, forcing Fan Zhongxuan to divert his attention and focus on them.

Su Ji was able to breathe.

He knew that with the three of them joining forces, Fan Zhongxuan would eventually be at a disadvantage.

Without any hesitation, Su Ji repeatedly set out his swords.

Like a lotus in clear water, there is no carving.

The clean sword pose has no unnecessary changes, and the moves are deadly.

Qingti was fascinated by the fact that he had been practicing this sword technique for a long time, so he could clearly understand the wonders of Su Ji's sword technique.

This is not simply simplifying the complex, but removing redundant movements. Each subtle movement becomes extremely simple. In a sword stance, dozens of power are completely superimposed without any dissipation.

At the moment of fighting for life, the sword can still be like the water falling from the sky, surging endlessly, and more and more surging.

Su Ji's swordsmanship is simply a one-stop article, without word-by-word nonsense, fluent and clear.

Even the nobles who are used to big scenes can only be praised and cannot say anything else.

Su Ji naturally became the backbone of the three, and with one person leading the other two, it forced Fan Zhongxuan to move less and less.

But Su Ji understood that Fan Zhongxuan always had the strength to fight back.

When Fan Zhongxuan began to fight back, the result was still unpredictable.

Perhaps both sides are at a loss.

The thin and sharp sword edge was once again swept away by Fan Zhongxuan, and a hint of astonishment appeared on Su Ji's face, because when he wanted to attack Fan Zhongxuan's vital points again, he found that the other party was already in his sleeves with both hands.

Su Ji hesitated, and Zhao Zixing and Wei Lingyun each took the opportunity to shoot Fan Zhongxuan's key points.

But the invisible force shocked, and both of them trembled.

Fan Zhongxuan coughed lightly, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

He wiped his robe and said to Su Ji: "Hold me with a sword."

Su Ji hesitated a little, but he still put his sword on Fan Zhongxuan's neck.

At this moment, Fan Zhongxuan has suffered internal injuries. If he doesn't take action, Fan Zhongxuan will be taken down by Zhao Zixing and Wei Lingyun who have recovered.

"So, take Fan Zhongxuan into the imperial prison and interrogate his accomplices."

The sharp voice of the eunuchs beside the emperor came.

Immediately afterwards, someone brought shackles and handed down Fan Zhongxuan.

In an instant, this important official in Taichung, a Shizhong, who was more than tens of thousands of people, became a prisoner.

Fan Zhongxuan seemed not very depressed, but smiled at Su Ji and said, "I remember I came to see me after I got the imperial prison."

Su Ji said: "You should worry about yourself first."

Fan Zhongxuan laughed loudly, obviously not caring about the current situation of prisoners.

He was then taken away.

Zhao Zixing came over and patted Su Ji on the shoulder.

But Su Ji looked into the distance. He knew that he had no contribution and Fan Zhongxuan could not escape no matter what.

And can I really escape Qingwei's wanted?
Chapter completed!