"Oh? Who is it?"
Ximen Chuixue's curiosity was piqued.
"Huo Xiu."
"Huo Xiu has something to do with this.”
Lu Xiaofeng said with certainty.
Ximen Chuixue didn't understand. How did Lu Xiaofeng know that this matter was related to Huo Xiu?
Yan Tieshan and Yan Duhe were already dead when the two of them arrived, but how could he be sure that this matter was related to Huo Xiu?
Could it be that he was speculating?
Ximen Chuixue thought about it and felt that it was impossible.
With Lu Xiaofeng's character, he would never say such words casually.
Looking at Ximen Chuixue's puzzled expression, Lu Xiaofeng calmed down and said to Ximen Chuixue,"Aren't you curious about how I concluded that this matter was related to Huo Xiu?”
Ximen Chuixue hugged his sword and leaned against the pillar behind him. He nodded.
"This matter was told to me by Mister Jiang Fan.”
Speaking of Jiang Fan, Lu Xiaofeng's face was full of admiration.
"His divination skills are truly unparalleled in the world.”
Ximen Chuixue was even more curious. He asked,"In other words, your information came from a fortune-teller?”
"You can understand it that way."
Lu Xiaofeng confirmed Ximen Chuixue's words.
"Lu Xiaofeng, although I believe in your character, no matter what, you can't believe the words of a fortune-teller.”
Ximen Chuixue had an air of arrogance about him. After all, he was a martial arts practitioner. What kind of abilities did he have? Could he still know what was happening in the world?
Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng knew that Ximen Chuixue still didn't understand how terrifying Jiang Fan's divination was.
He solemnly said to Ximen Chuixue,"This Mister Jiang is a true expert.”
"Previously, Xu Fengnian, the son of the Prince of Beiliang, had asked Mister Jiang for a divination. At first, no one believed that he would calculate any results. He just said some commonly used Jianghu terms to deceive people.”
"But no one expected that Mr. Jiang's divination would directly expose the Bai Yi Case in the capital.”
"His other divination, however, allowed the elderly God of Swords to return to the realm of land True Immortals.”
"Mr. Jiang is a true top-notch expert.”
When Ximen Chuixue heard Lu Xiaofeng's words, he couldn't help but be moved. It seemed that this fortune-teller had some real skills.
"Alright, Fuuyuki, time is of the essence. We have to hurry to the Qingyi Pavilion. If we're any later, I'm afraid we'll cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.”
After Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, he brought Shangguan Feiyan and Ximen Chuixue to Qingyi House.
On their way to Qingyi House, Lu Xiaofeng also revealed. Jiang Fan actually had a powerful sword technique. If he were to cultivate it one day, he would be filled with sword qi and would definitely be an expert that was not seen in the world.
Ximen Chuixue's interest was piqued!
The group of them rode their horses at full speed and soon arrived at the Qingyi Pavilion.
However, what awaited them was the siege of a large number of experts.
In order to prevent Huo Xiu from escaping, they decided to split up and let Ximen Chuixue hold Huo Xiu back. Lu Xiaofeng and Shangguan Feiyan would deal with the rest.
Soon, Lu Xiaofeng had killed many experts outside the building and met up with Ximen Chuixue.
In the end, the few of them worked together and killed Huo Xiu. He had obtained the Golden Roc Dynasty's national treasure.
"Mr. Jiang is indeed a divine foresight."
"If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid we would have regretted it.”
"I must go to the Fine Cloud Restaurant again after I go back. Thank you, Mr. Jiang.”
At this moment, Shangguan Feiyan also opened her mouth to speak. However, her face had an additional blush.
She couldn't forget that man who was like a banished immortal.
…………
The fifth floor of the Fine Cloud Building
The sky was already dark. Jiang Fan simply tidied up and lay down on the bed, preparing to sleep.
"Hiss, so cold!"
At this moment, Jiang Fan felt a cold aura.
"Logically speaking, even if the temperature drops, it won't come so quickly.”
"Not good!"
Jiang Fan had a bad feeling.
He could feel that every cell in his body was in a state of high tension, and his hair stood on end.
This was killing intent!
It seemed that someone could not help but want to attack him.
If he was not wrong, it must be related to the Li Yang Imperial Family.
Fortunately, Jiang Fan had reached the Half-Step Celestial Realm today and was more sensitive to the changes in the world. This was why he was able to sense the danger early on.
Jiang Fan quickly put on his clothes, picked up the sword on the table, and flew out of the window.
Today's battle was unavoidable. However, if it was in the Fine Cloud Brothel, it would probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Moreover, he did not want those innocent civilians to be hurt.
Moreover, once the battle started, it would definitely cause a commotion and attract everyone's attention. At this moment, he did not want to reveal his methods too early.
The coldness was like a poisonous snake, staring at Jiang Fan.
Finally, after passing through the dense bamboo forest, Jiang Fan stopped by a lake a few miles away from Beiliang City.
There was a pavilion by the lake with three big characters carved on it--
"Sir, you've followed me for so long. Are you still not planning to show yourself?”
Jiang Fan said indifferently.
He also wanted to test his true level.
Suddenly, a figure leaped down from the bamboo forest like a ghost and stopped three feet away from Jiang Fan.
"I am Han Diao Temple. Before I die, I will let you die with an explanation.”
The figure coldly said.
"I see, Human-Cat Han Diao Temple.”
When Jiang Fan heard this name, he instantly understood that there was a shadow of the Li Yang Imperial Family behind this.
He snorted and said,"
"In the end, the Li Yang Imperial Family still couldn't hold back and wanted to attack me!”
When Han Diao Temple heard this, a mocking expression appeared on its face.
"Looks like you aren't that stupid."
"Then die with the answer!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Diao Temple waved his left sleeve. Immediately, countless red threads shot towards Jiang Fan with a mighty attack.
"Let me see just how capable this Han Diao Temple, which is known for using its finger to kill the heavens, is!”
Seeing this, Jiang Fan let out an angry roar. He then lightly tapped the tip of his toes and quickly retreated.
The red threads that filled the sky were like countless venomous snakes that attacked Jiang Fan once again.
"What a terrifying attack!"
At this moment, Jiang Fan could feel the air around the red thread burning intensely, emitting waves of heat.
"However, this little trick won't be a problem for me.”
Finally, after retreating several hundred feet, Jiang Fan stopped by the lake.
The two fingers of his right hand were closed together and slightly bent. The sword at his waist trembled rapidly, and its entire body emitted a silver light. In an instant, it was like a stream of light as it charged towards the red threads that filled the sky and fought with them.
"Sword control technique!"
Han Diao Temple was shocked when he saw the silver sword that was fighting with his three thousand red threads.
He didn't expect Jiang Fan to be so troublesome.
However, he immediately regained his composure and sneered,
"So what if you know the sword control technique? I'll kill you today!”
Han Diao Temple's killing intent grew even stronger. They absolutely could not let such a monster live. He actually knew the art of sword control at such a young age.
Immediately, countless red threads shot out from the sleeve of his right hand.
At this moment, Han Diao Temple was like a thousand-armed deep-sea octopus, and those red threads that were emitting terrifying heat were its tentacles.
When Jiang Fan saw the three thousand red threads that carried the power to destroy the world, he instantly leaped up and floated in the middle of the lake in the Snow Gazing Pavilion.
The sword that was emitting silver light was clearly unable to withstand it and was instantly wrapped up by the red silk.
The terrifying heat burned the sword body, making a sizzling sound like a bucket of red coal being poured on the snow.
Soon, the sword melted into molten iron.
"Hahaha…"
"I want to see how you can fight me without this sword!”
Han Diao Temple laughed out loud while controlling the 3,000 red threads to attack Jiang Fan.
"This Han Diao Temple is truly troublesome.”
At this moment, Jiang Fan also felt that Han Diao Temple would not be so easily dealt with.
His face finally revealed a determined look. He was going to be serious!
"Who said I don't have a sword!"
"The lake water in the Snow Gazing Pavilion is my sword!”
A domineering aura was being emitted from Jiang Fan's body.
After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he slowly raised his arms from both sides. As he did this, the lake water below him seemed to be weightless and floated up.
"Lend me your sword!"
" Die!" Jiang Fan shouted angrily. The surrounding lake water quickly condensed and compressed, forming a green sword that floated in front of Jiang Fan.
As for those experts who had sensed the arrival of Han Diao Temple and had long hidden themselves, their jaws dropped in shock.
"Oh my god! Use water as a sword!"
"This is too terrifying!"
When Han Diao Temple saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically.
He couldn't believe that Jiang Fan's realm had reached such a high level.
However, he was a veteran who had been in the martial arts world for many years. He adjusted his mentality in an instant and quickly attacked.
Hesitation would lead to defeat!
The red thread continued to extend, emitting waves of terrifying heat. In the blink of an eye, it attacked Jiang Fan.
At this moment, Jiang Fan felt as if his skin was being burned by a ball of scorching flames. His entire body was aching.
"We can't delay any longer!"
Jiang Fan was thoroughly angered by Han Diao Temple. He had originally wanted to use Han Diao Temple to temper himself, but it seemed like there was no need for that.
Jiang Fan quickly formed a seal with his hands. The green Blue Water Sword in front of him spun rapidly around Jiang Fan and then split into eight swords that emitted green light.
"One sword into eight forms, eight swords flying together!”
"Go!"
Jiang Fan shouted.
Immediately, the eight Blue Water Swords surrounding him attacked Han Marten Temple with Jiang Fan's killing intent at lightning speed.
"Hmph, what power can a sword made of water have!”
Han Diao Temple's face was filled with disdain as he continued to control the 3,000 red threads to attack the eight Blue Water Swords that were flying towards him.
However, the 3,000 red threads that were burning the air and emitting a terrifying high temperature instantly disappeared after encountering the Blue Water Sword.
Moreover, the Blue Water Sword instantly pierced through the red threads as if it was cutting tofu.
"No, this is impossible!"
When Han Diao Temple saw this scene, his face was filled with shock. He hurriedly withdrew the red thread in an attempt to block it.
"Puff!"
The eight Blue Water Swords instantly pierced through Han Diao Temple's forehead.
Only a bloody hole was left.
Han Diao Temple fell to the ground with panic in its eyes.
He never dreamed that he would end up like this.
He was killed in a single strike!
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