The person who emerged from the ground and attacked Lin Sanmo turned out to be Fang Fan.
Shen Qian ignored his anger and immediately rushed out to support Lin Sanmo, who was looking gloomy, and checked his condition.
When he noticed that the opponent's life was passing away at an alarming speed, Shen Qian took a deep breath, took out a pill from the storage space and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth.
Lin Sanmo's complexion improved slightly, but Shen Qian knew that it was just a superficial phenomenon.
This pill was not enough to save his life.
A hole has been opened in his spiritual core.
The spiritual core is extremely strong, and can even be said to be three points stronger than the ordinary physical body. However, once the spiritual core is damaged, the damage is almost irreversible.
Lin Sanmo seemed to understand something. He pushed Shen Qian away, straightened his body again, and looked at Fang Fan who was standing in the air above the great protector.
"It turns out that the person pretending to be 'Shen Qian' is you."
Lin Sanmo said in a deep voice.
Shen Qian was also stunned.
Before, everyone subconsciously had a misunderstanding, thinking that the person who first attacked Qin Xiaoke and others was the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan.
At this moment, whether it was the terrifying speed that even Shen Qian could not match, or the strange means of attacking the spiritual core, it all proved that Fang Fan was the real culprit of the previous attacks and killings.
"Why?"
Shen Qian also looked at the other party, with deep confusion in his eyes.
Among the ten people on the Nine Heavenly Rankings, Sha Bi has a mysterious origin. After all, he is from overseas, but as long as there are traces to follow, he can eventually find out something.
Not to mention the rest, only Shen Qian was born as a serious civilian, and even Qu Bai was a super genius who had been trained by military warriors since he was a child.
Only Fang Fan has a blank past experience, and he had no reputation before. He just joined a second-rate martial arts college and entered the Nine-Day Contest.
But all of these...are not the reasons for Fang Fan to betray his race.
It was not that Shen Qian had never been suspicious, but what he was certain of was that Fang Fan was definitely a genuine human warrior.
That unique breath of life is unmistakable.
So Shen Qian didn’t think too deeply.
The previous conspiracy was controlled by the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan, so Shen Qian did not get to the bottom of it.
There is no need for too many reasons between ethnic groups. The phrase "natural selection" is enough.
But at this moment, Shen Qian must get an answer.
This is related to what he has been thinking about recently, even his "Tao".
"Why?" Fang Fan chuckled, "That's because you don't know what a divine object the 'Nine Revolutions of Creation Pill' is. When the envoy of the Wu Clan approached me a few years ago, I agreed without even thinking.
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"That's it?" Shen Qian frowned.
"Idiot." Lin Sanmo also spat out two words.
"What do you mean 'that's it'?" Fang Fan's face suddenly turned ferocious, "You, Lin Sanmo, have been hailed as the most promising genius after that person since you were a child. You are attracting all the attention, you shine brightly, you
Who are you to evaluate my choice?"
"And you, Shen Qian!" Fang Fan looked at Shen Qian again and shouted, "You became a disciple of the Marquis of Jingcheng before your reputation was known. Later, you became the number one martial artist in the country and became a lotus. What do you have?
Accuse me of my position!"
"You don't know what it's like to be ridiculed, and you don't know how painful it is to be dependent on others. Even the opportunity to receive compulsory martial arts education was the result of my kneeling for three days and three nights..."
"So, stop pretending to be noble in front of me!"
Shen Qian frowned when he heard Fang Fan's sneer. Everything the other party said seemed reasonable, but Shen Qian always felt that something was not quite right.
"You are talking nonsense. Since you are willing to fall and become a traitor, I will send you to hell!"
Lin Sanmo showed a rare expression of disgust, as if he couldn't feel the passage of life force at all, and completely pulled out the half-drawn long sword.
"Shen Qian, I still have one last sword."
At the same time, Lin Sanmo's voice message rang in Shen Qian's ears.
He turned his head slightly in surprise.
Lin Sanmo did not look at him again, but continued to transmit the message: "I will die after this sword strike, but I will at least take away the great elder of the Spirit Witch Clan. I am not sure about Fang Fan. I can't see through him.
The rest... is up to you."
Shen Qian stared at Lin Sanmo's extremely calm face.
At this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he had suddenly thought through some things that he had not thought through before.
When he discovered that he was in a different world, Lin Sanmo first thought that Shen Qian was attacking and killing everyone and became furious. Later, when the seven of them gathered to face the Heaven and Earth Formation of the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan, when Shen Qian proposed a way to break the formation,
Led by Cao Yi, everyone rushed straight into the sea of fire without hesitation.
Their style of more than twenty years, their talents that once shone for a while, the rich family background behind them, and the concerns and expectations of countless relatives and friends...
As they moved forward freely and freely, they all turned into ashes.
Qu Bai is a military warrior, but what about the others?
Morality and morality, is it really just these two simple words that can make them so unhesitating that they can't even see a trace of hesitation?
At this time, Shen Qian saw the trace of vicissitudes behind Lin Sanmo's indifferent face, which seemed to contain something that Shen Qian had never experienced before.
He suddenly realized that among the nine people who excluded Fang Fan, he was the only student who had just entered the martial arts college, and the others were all on the verge of graduation or a few years older than him.
In short, Shen Qian is a generation behind them.
Lin Sanmo, Bai Fei, Cao Yi...this group of people must have experienced things that Shen Qian has never experienced before.
While Shen Qian was thinking a lot, Lin Sanmo had already drawn his sword.
The swordsman is the king of a hundred soldiers.
If you make a nationwide statistics among warriors, at least 60% of warriors will tell you that their favorite weapon is the sword.
Even among the warriors of the mountains and seas, there are more than a hundred known written records about "swords", large and small.
But no one's swordsmanship has ever given Shen Qian such a simple and clear feeling.
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Yes, it’s simple and clear.
The sword that Lin Sanmo used to seriously injure the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan was not a magical power, but a martial arts skill that was fused with Tao Yun.
If Shen Qian saw it correctly, it should still be Lin Sanmo's own martial arts.
He doesn't cultivate magical powers, and he doesn't see what kind of body he has awakened. All he has is that sword.
Bai Fei also only practiced one sword, but he was far less pure than Lin Sanmo.
So Shen Qian saw such a sword again.
Lin Sanmo's body and sword were integrated into one, and he could hardly feel any fluctuations in his energy. He was like a lonely boat between heaven and earth, just floating away. At first, he was in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached Fang Fan, who looked solemn.
And in front of the Great Protector.
This sword was unremarkable, but behind Lin Sanmo, there was a space crack spreading hundreds of meters like a spider web.
If you look carefully, you will be shocked to find that those space cracks vaguely form the shape of a sword.
A sword that rages toward heaven and earth!
"I'll do it."
The Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan shouted anxiously, and then he rose from the ground and headed towards Lin Sanmo.
Boom!
The ground collapsed, and the broken ancient tree, which was a thousand meters high, fully revealed its huge body at this moment. Compared with it, Lin Sanmo, whose body and sword were integrated into one, seemed so small.
However, just the moment the two sides came into contact, the tree fell apart in an instant.
Vaguely, the crazy roar of the Great Protector came from the sky and the earth, and the big tree burst out with its last bright light.
It can be seen that the Great Protector is going to fight for his life.
But at this moment, Fang Fan, who was standing quietly in the air, said something quickly.
The Great Protector was startled at first, and then his face showed relief. All the brilliance on the tree's body disappeared again, and he seemed to have given up resistance.
Wow!
Lin Sanmo penetrated the entire kilometer-long tree without any hindrance, and countless vine debris flew up, as if there was a black-green rainstorm in the sky.
The Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan perished without a sound.
Even though he didn't give his all in the end, he was still a strong man who was close to the eighth level of mountains and seas.
Lin Sanmo, with the realm of the fourth heaven of mountains and seas, wiped out the vitality of a strong man of the eighth heaven of mountains and seas in one fell swoop, which is called defying the heavens.
Immediately, everything came to a standstill.
Because Lin Sanmo has already arrived in front of Fang Fan.
Fang Fan frowned, but he didn't seem to be panicking. He just shouted low, raised his hands, and a thick wall composed entirely of Yuanli appeared in front of him.
His momentum also reached its peak in an instant.
Shen Qiantong, who was getting ready, shrank.
Mountains and seas...seventh heaven!
He never expected that among the ten people, Fang Fan was the one with the highest level.
Compared with this, even Qu Bai's realm of the Sixth Heaven of Mountains and Seas, which is already considered astonishing, is nothing.
The sword and the wall collided with each other.
Katcha!
In the blink of an eye, the bright yellow wall was broken in half.
Fang Fan's frown deepened, and when he saw that the wall was about to completely collapse, his eyes instantly turned into a dark color. At the same time, the unstoppable Lin Sanmo froze up.
His sword power began to weaken, and finally stopped when the wall completely collapsed.
At this time, the distance between Lin Sanmo and Fang Fan was only one meter.
But it seems that Lin Sanmo can no longer move forward, and his sword intent has almost disappeared.
When Fang Fan saw this, his expression relaxed slightly.
At this time, Lin Sanmo raised his head and looked at him, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.
This is the first time Shen Qian has seen the other person smile since they met.
Probably, this is also the last time.
"Dog thief."
Lin Sanmo spit out two words.
Then, when Fang Fan's eyes suddenly changed color, Lin Sanmo's whole body turned into a colorful halo and melted into the broken sword in front of him.
"This is...my last sword."
In Lin Sanmo's low words, the sword turned into a colorful giant sword, and penetrated Fang Fan's body before he could react.
Fang Fan's body instantly shattered into hundreds of fragments.
And in the sky behind him, a deep and invisible space crack penetrated the clouds and extended for hundreds of feet.
Shen Qian's figure, which had already rushed out, stagnated.
"Is it over... No, that's not right!"
Shen Qian's expression changed.
In his solemn eyes, the thousands of fragments from Fang Fan suddenly seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and they actually condensed back together. Soon, they re-formed into an intact, but pale face.
Seven points of Fang Fan.
Vaguely, Shen Qian seemed to see a fleeting shadow.
Lin Sanmo's figure has completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and there is no trace anymore. Only Shen Qian and Fang Fan are left standing opposite each other in this lonely and broken space.
"Who are you?"
Shen Qian stared at the other person closely, "You are definitely not Fang Fan."
"Why?" Although Fang Fan's breath was extremely unstable, he smiled indifferently.
"I was wrong. Your body is Fang Fan. There must be such a genius named Fang Fan. There is no problem with his past and growth. Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to enter the Nine Heavens War!" p>
Shen Qian said firmly.
With so many princes, as well as powerful people from the Ministry of Martial Arts, Ministry of Education and the Military Ministry watching, if there were problems with Fang Fan's origins from the beginning, it would never be possible for him to be on the Nine Heavenly Rankings openly.
"But you must not be Fang Fan, because there is no way that Fang Fan can withstand Lin Sanmo's sword. Even I am not very sure, let alone you!"
"Also, the Great Protector gave up his last resistance just because of you. Otherwise, if he had tried his best, you would not have been under such great pressure. This only shows that you are extremely confident, but why do you dare to face Lin
Sanmo’s sword?"
"It only shows that your confidence far exceeds Fang Fan's own strength."
At the end of the sentence, Shen Qian slowly raised his head, "Am I right... No. 56? Or should I call you the envoy of the Wu clan?"
The atmosphere became strangely quiet, and Fang Fan narrowed his eyes.
After a long time, he applauded and said: "What a great Shen Qian, you have indeed made a lot of progress compared to the immature state during the college entrance examination."
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"But I still don't understand a little bit, how did you enter the Hall of Hundred Kings?"
Shen Qian frowned.
The reason why he could infer that the other party was No. 56 was because he thought carefully and realized that all the "doors" had been closed after the world was destroyed, but the formation flags he had found on the ruins had clearly been laid out for some time.
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And those formation flags are only for the human race.
When the foursome first entered the world of spirit witches, apart from Shen Qian, only No. 56 had acted alone, and they lagged behind the others.
The time, place, means... everything may be right, and the human race must have an internal response, so that it is possible to hide the truth in the Nine Heavens War.
Therefore, excluding other illusory possibilities, Shen Qian can only focus on No. 56.
Shen Qian even guessed that No. 56 may not be the biggest boss. There may be others above him.
"It doesn't matter how I entered the Hall of Hundred Kings, but there is one thing you have thought about?" Fang Fan chuckled, "Since you have guessed this, I will not let you leave alive today no matter what."
Shen Qian tried to communicate with the golden ball. When he found that there was no response, he looked up calmly and asked, "Do you have the ability?"
"I know you have some kind of secret, and I also know that you are the most talented among the ten, otherwise they would not be willing to die first."
Fang Fan smiled and said, "But I still don't think you are my opponent, but for the sake of fighting side by side, I will let you watch my masterpiece for free."
After finishing his words, Fang Fan waved his hand fiercely.
Boom!
The originally silent green fire between heaven and earth suddenly rose up again, and became orderly again at a dizzying speed.
Shen Qian's heart sank.
Sure enough, judging from the vague confidence that the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan had before, he knew that the other party must have a back-up plan.
And Fang Fan, or No. 56, is the real person in charge!