After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 423

The directionality of this action is very clear, it is obviously a phantom, but it seems to have self-awareness at this moment.

This glance almost traveled through 200 years of time and space.

The next person fought fiercely against Fang Han, how could He Lingchuan have the time to look up at him, otherwise his eyes would meet, and his hair would stand on end.

King Yuan's eyes were full of meaning.

But the abnormality on the city wall only lasted for a short moment, as fast as a fleeting moment.In the next second, King Yuan still killed himself, and this period of history followed the original path without changing anything.

But in the actual battlefield, Uncle Da retreated quickly as soon as his vision was blocked.

This action was purely a fighting instinct that he had practiced over the years, and it saved his life at a critical moment.Because He Lingchuan raised his saber to shine a light on him, followed by a fierce and sharp slash!
He has been defending for a long time, and this knife has been prepared for a long time, and when he uses it, it is like a galaxy hanging upside down, without any clumsiness.

If Uncle Da doesn't retreat, he will have to try whether his neck is harder or the Fusheng knife is sharper.

However, although it was able to avoid the blade, the one-foot-long blade energy still passed over its chest, tearing open a big hole with a sneer.

That voice was like a broken leather.

Yaozu likes to train their bodies, and Uncle Da has tempered his body into steel skin and iron bones so that he can remain invincible in the attack.

But against Shangfushengdao, it still suffered a disadvantage.

He Lingchuan finally seized an opportunity to use "Swallow Slash", and the offensive continued continuously.

He was so full of aura that he overwhelmed Uncle Da for a moment.

Of course, he also understood that such an offensive would be difficult to continue, and he still had to complete the goal as soon as possible, so he took advantage of the situation and rolled over, changing positions.

The tiger turned its head and followed like a shadow.

However, when it swooped again, it staggered unexpectedly.

Why doesn't the four claws obey?It seems that there are invisible shackles to firmly fix it.

The tiger shook its head and tail, unable to break free for a while.

If it looks under its feet, it will find that its own shadow intersects the shadow of a tree.

How could He Lingchuan miss such a good opportunity, with a stride, the Fusheng knife aimed at its neck and cut it.

Uncle Da raised his head and spit out a mouthful of crushed ice, and saw the wind turned into a blue ice shield with blue runes spinning around it, blocking the knife edge.

With a crisp sound of "Dang", the shield shattered, but the runes were also blasted, and more than a dozen of them seemed to be riding a wave of air and rushed straight into He Lingchuan's face, as fast as an arrow leaving the string.

Fortunately, He Lingchuan was always on guard. After all, he couldn't depend on Fu Shanyue's containment ability for his own safety.

The popping sound kept coming, and the shield seemed to catch a lot of hidden weapons.

How powerful the runes are, you can see the same kind that spread to other places.The ground near He Lingchuan was punched out one after another, and the small tree diagonally behind was cut in half.

The effect is comparable to machine gun fire.

A rune was shot into the shadow of the tree. This was an indiscriminate attack, and it was not easy to predict, so he let out a low cry of "ah".Uncle Da listened to all directions, turned his head to stare at him, and shouted loudly: "Fu Shanyue, it really is you!"

It seemed that he was familiar with Fu Shanyue's shadow control technique, and with a sweep of his long tail, he swept all the dust, mud and grass roots on the ground towards the shadow of the tree.This is not a set of Qi, but a real attack, each strike is attached with Yuanli.

He also gave a mouthful of crushed ice as a gift, each of which was short in shape, with the tip like the tip of an arrow, and it was extremely lethal.

This time, Fu Shanyue took it hard.

He Lingchuan fought so hard against the tiger, not only because Uncle Da's own attack power was too strong, but also because the Yuanli on him had a strong suppressing effect on untrained people like He Lingchuan.

Not to mention anything else, the mirror's mind-confusing technique is almost ineffective against it, and the reflection of the mirror is also reduced.

At this time, the last rune also hit the shield.

I don't know whether it's his bad luck or Uncle Da's luck. This rune is the most powerful and direct:

explosion!

With a loud bang, He Lingchuan and his shield were blown away three feet away.

The small tree where Fu Shanyue was hiding was also blown off, and the top half of the crown was folded back, leaving only half of the trunk connected.

Unfortunately, Uncle Da's shadow intersects with the shadow of the canopy, so if the canopy falls down, it will be free!
What kind of shit luck is this?Fu Shanyue cursed.

With two clicks, the canopy slowly tilted back.

This also means that Uncle Da is only three feet away from the edge of its shadow...

two feet...

a foot...

About to leave.

The tiger struggled frantically and jumped up and down repeatedly. Fu Shan tried his best to hold it still, unable to do anything else.

He couldn't even sustain the Shadow Escape Technique, showing his true body, and he couldn't even move.

This is the precise display of "riding a tiger is hard to get off".

Not far away, He Lingchuan turned over and jumped up. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing: "Just let you do such a thing, and you can't do it well?"

Fu Shanyue squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Are you coming?"

"I'll come if I come." He Lingchuan took out something from the storage ring and threw it at Uncle Da's head, "Give me—change!"

The little tree slapped and finally lay flat.

Its shadow also moves away from Uncle Da.

Uncle Da waited for a long time, then he spotted Fu Shanyue and rushed over.

Not to mention that they are close at hand, the distance between them is less than two zhang, and at most it can jump on tiptoe based on its body position.

But at this time, the things thrown by He Lingchuan also fell on its head, following the master's order, "bang"!
got bigger.

The golden-armored bronze man who had been lying in the storage ring eating ashes for a long time finally saw the light of day again.

With the force of Mount Tai, it smashed hard on the tiger.

The whole ground shook suddenly, sending countless ashes.

Fu Shan couldn't help but cover his face and turn his head to avoid the oncoming dust.

After all, Uncle Da was a step too late, unable to escape from its clutches.

The golden-armored bronze man didn't finish riding on its back, stretched out his palms, strangled its neck from above, and pressed down.It is the same posture as Wu Song used to fight the tiger.

Uncle Da scratched frantically, his sharp claws scratched the dirt and grass roots on the ground, but he just couldn't reach the enemy on his back.

The golden-armored bronze man was extremely heavy, and he suppressed it with all his strength. Uncle Da only felt that there was a huge mountain on his back, and he couldn't move at all below the waist.

The spine seems to be cracked!

In the past, He Lingchuan used the walnut boat/mustard boat to suppress ghosts and apes, but now it is just repeating the old trick.

Although the weight of the Golden Armored Bronze Man is not as heavy as the Walnut Boat, but Uncle Da's strength is also not as strong as the Ghost Ape, right?
Uncle Da was furious: "Stop, stop!"

Why is it still shouting to stop when it is about to die?He Lingchuan was startled, followed its gaze, only seeing the back of Fushan going away faster and faster.

This person also dropped an irresponsible sentence: "Leave it to you!"

"..."

He Lingchuan saw that he was going straight to the camp.

Uncle Da is here, and the Chiyan people come out to harvest the lives of the caravan, so the camp defense must be empty.

For Fu Shane, this is a fleeting opportunity to make up the knife!

Seeing that the eldest son disappeared in a flash, Uncle Da let out a long roar, summoning all his subordinates to rush back to the savior of the camp, but he reluctantly turned his head half a circle, and hurriedly said to He Lingchuan: "How much reward does he promise you? Double pay!"

"It's not about money." If he let the tiger go back to the mountain, what would he do to catch Uncle Da?

"You save my young master, you are the benefactor of Chiyan Kingdom, and you can fulfill any wish from now on!"

"Isn't it the same when Fu Shanyue becomes the king?" No matter whether Fu Shanyue or Fu Shanji is on the throne, if He Lingchuan dares to open his mouth like a lion, no one will give it to him.

Power is truth, promise is not.

So he was completely indifferent to Uncle Da's promise.

But Uncle Da got it wrong, and shouted: "It's different, it's different! The more arrogant and warlike you are, the king doesn't like it!"

"There is a son who is good at fighting, isn't his father happy?" He Lingchuan shook his head and walked over, ready to cut off the tiger's head with one knife, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Uncle Da probably thought that he didn't see the solid ice quietly extending on the ground.

The ice almost spread to the feet of the golden armored bronze man.

The tiger might still be able to escape if it restrained the golden-armored bronze man, but He Lingchuan would not give it this chance.

But before he walked over, a long howl suddenly came from the direction of the camp, reaching into the sky, the voice was full of ecstasy!
He could hear that this was Fu Shanyue's whistling sound, and at the same time it was also an extremely rampant laughter:
"Hahahahaha! Fu Shanji is dead, let me see who dares to stop me!"

This guy moves so fast!He Lingchuan breathed a sigh of relief, but Uncle Da was stunned, like a deflated ball, and stopped struggling.

The young master is dead, so what's the point of trying his best?
After about ten breaths, Fu Shanyue's figure reappeared.

He hurried over, seeing that He Lingchuan hadn't attacked Uncle Da, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay. Let it go, it won't attack us again."

"Are you sure?" He Lingchuan expressed caution as it was easier to let go of a tiger than to catch it.

"Of course." Fu Shanyue grabbed a bloody head from behind, shook it at Uncle Da twice, and laughed so wickedly, "Now, I am its only young master!"

In Uncle Da's view, he smiled like a wolf, the wolf that ate the fat sheep.

This head belonged to a teenager, not only about the same age as Fu Shanyue, but also three or four points similar in appearance.

It closed its eyes and looked peaceful, but it was pale from blood loss.

It was also the first time He Lingchuan saw a person who could smile so happily and without burden after beheading his own brother.

After Uncle Da saw it, he finally gave up.

Time has passed, and there is only one single seedling left in the blood of the Lord Chiyan. What reason does it have to attack Fu Shanyue again?

He Lingchuan felt that its aura and demeanor had become negative, so he took back the golden armored bronze figure.

Uncle Da changed direction and slowly faced Fu Shanyue.

"Do you want to avenge Fu Shanji? With you, you are not qualified!" Fu Shanyue looked at it condescendingly, and sneered, "A mere royal attendant, dare to play tricks on me? The mission to protect Fu Shan Ji failed. If you don't vote for me, If you go back, you will be bestowed to death by your father!"

Uncle Da's ears drooped back, almost touching his scalp, but he still slowly prostrated himself on the ground, and said in a low voice, "I have seen the young master."

The tide is gone.

He Lingchuan looked at the head in Fu Shanyue's hands, and lamented that he was so lucky: "It was so smooth that he beheaded him."

(End of this chapter)