In Handan City, the moonlight tonight is particularly charming. The originally hazy and deserted light and shadow have become lively and popular due to the commotion in various parts of the city.
A high-rise building stands hundreds of feet high, catching the moonlight and reflecting the chilly desolation. This building is called Mu Xing, which is the place agreed upon by Han Fei and Wei Zhuang.
The three of them arrived at Mu Xing Tower on time. It was quiet everywhere, and there seemed to be distant sounds coming from the horizon.
"Junior brother hasn't arrived yet. Could it be that he didn't see through this attack from east to west?"
Han Fei looked around and found that there was indeed no sign of anyone, which made him doubtful. At the same time, the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became even stronger.
Wei Zhuang jumped up to the eaves of the high-rise building with his feet and stared at the dark clouds floating in the night sky, gradually covering the moon, "They..."
The time became long while waiting, and the noise in the distance gradually became inaudible. The corners of Han Fei's mouth twitched, showing his trembling teeth, "As long as he sees the signal, junior brother will definitely expect that I will escape from the air here. He has no reason."
Delay this for a long time unless..."
Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath to move his face slightly downward. He spoke in a hoarse voice, "Unless he bumps into a valuable enemy."
"Huh?" He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a strong wind coming from ahead, and a figure falling from the sky.
Hei Xuan immediately held his sword and stood ready.
Bai Feng appeared on the roof with Zi Nu in his arms, staring at the two of them with ice-blue eyes, his meaning unclear.
"Purple Girl?!"
Han Fei screamed and subconsciously took a step forward. After one step, his body trembled and he took another step back.
The Nilin Sword gathered in his hand, and the black and white sword energy was released. He stared at the figure who was gradually revealed in front of him and asked: "Where is Honglian?"
Lu Yan walked out step by step, stepping firmly on his feet. The "tapping" footsteps made the two of them breathe heavier and heavier.
"Dead." He replied simply.
When these two words fell to the ground, they belonged to Han Fei. Wei Zhuang's sword immediately rose from the ground and slashed towards the sky.
"Lu Yan~ah~" Han Fei pointed out with a sword, thousands of fragments scattered and shot out;
"You deserve to die." Wei Zhuang's sword was wrapped in scarlet energy and fell from the sky.
Hei Xuan was self-aware and did not dare to take part in killing Lu Yan. His target was Bai Feng.
Lu Yan waved out an ice wall with one hand to block Ni Lin, and slashed towards Wei Zhuang with a sword like a rainbow piercing the sun with the other hand.
The battlefield was filled with the sound of shattering, and the roar of swords intersecting caused twisted waves. Lu Yan fought one against two, and defended everything.
"Even after being exposed, you still devised a temporary plan to trap and kill me. Now that I'm here, is this the only ability you two have?"
Lu Yan's left palm and right sword are frozen thousands of miles away and the romantic sky is burning.
"Wanting to kill me means you admit that I am right. Since you admit that I am right, why do you have to take this step!"
Han Fei fought back, the fragments solidified, and he came out with his sword, "What is right and what is wrong? You are a foreigner and a person from your own country. You don't know anything at all!"
"you!"
The Changhong Sword blocked Ni Lin's path forward, and amid the splash of fire, the two brothers looked at each other.
"I know that you are patriotic and love your family, and you still have love for the whole world in your heart. That's why I always hope that you -"
"Boom~"
Han Fei flew upside down from the place of explosion, flicked the hilt of his sword, and shattered the sword into billions, "What do you expect?! That five-year agreement made me forget my mother country and work with you to create the unification of Qin."
A slave of a subjugated country, bearing a surname of destruction, wants me to serve the Qin State, and Honglian..."
There were traces of blood from his clenched teeth, and he activated his sword energy with all his strength, "Honglian... Honglian is dead, and we will never live together!"
Lu Yan had just repelled Han Fei, but the changing sword energy across all directions had reached his back;
"Ding ding ding ding dong~"
In an instant, slashes and destruction spread across all directions, the Changhong Sword got stuck on the serrated teeth of the Shark Tooth Sword, and fire flew between Lu Yan and Wei Zhuang.
The shattered sword struck behind him, while the rainbow sword in front was stuck by the shark's teeth. At the moment of life and death, Lu Yan did not have any fluctuations.
"Not even a sarcastic word, unlike the Wei Zhuang I know."
Wei Zhuang was unmoved, the shark's teeth still stuck on the edge of the sword, and said coldly: "The dying man."
Lu Yan's eyes narrowed and he shot out his empty palm. Ice crystals spread all the way. Wei Zhuang did not dare to hesitate. He drew his sword and retreated but was stuck;
"Pa~" There was a muffled sound, and the palm hit. Wei Zhuang's lower body was immediately frozen, and Lu Yan took the opportunity to step out and avoid it by drawing his sword.
The billions of blows from the Nilin Sword were about to turn Wei Zhuang into a sieve, but Han Fei stopped in time when he saw this.
The frozen energy could not be trapped for long, Lu Yan drew his sword and came out, Wei Zhuang also dissolved the ice, and the two fought at close range again, the sparks of the sword flashing continuously.
Han Fei saw that it was difficult to control the fight between the two of them with his broken sword, so he decisively switched to a real sword and attacked Lu Yan in close combat.
The three of them were fighting inextricably. Hei Xuan wanted to kill Bai Feng alone, but it was very funny. Bai Feng did not come alone, and was also followed by members of Bai Niao. The sheer number of people directly intimidated Hei Xuan to the point where he wanted to move.
And dare not move.
Bai Feng looked at the sword shadows and human figures in the fierce battle, and felt quite uneasy in his heart.
Sir, what are you thinking about... We will take action together, Han Fei, Wei Zhuang can be captured easily, why are you?
Han Fei was hit by a palm of black ice, his body flew upside down, and countless broken swords were brought out. He communicated with the sword spirit in his heart, "I will give you all my blood. Use your full strength to kill Lu Yan."
Sword Spirit responded: "The opponent's mental power is too strong, so be mentally prepared."
"Come on, I'm already prepared."
"The demon comet makes the handle of the bucket, the spring in the sky soaks the scales. Drinking blood makes the broken sword, and the human soul rises up in the sky and the earth."
The sword spirit took the initiative to swallow Han Fei's energy and blood. The sword suddenly vibrated, and invisible waves spread to all directions. In the black and white world, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
"Huh?" Sword Spirit appeared and found that he had not succeeded in dragging Lu Yan's consciousness from reality into the realm. He couldn't help but said in surprise, "What a terrifying spiritual power, Han Fei, hold on."
The blood on Han Fei's face faded visibly, and his thin lips turned pale. He stared at Wei Zhuang, who was fighting with Lu Yan, and shouted: "Opportunity!"
Changhong penetrates the sun and crosses the eight directions, Lu Yan is obviously better. He is about to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory. The world in front of him suddenly loses its color. Only a blindfolded swordsman is bathing in the white moon, attacking him.
"Han Fei's Sword Spirit. Haha, it really is like that..."
In this colorless realm, Lu Yan stood on the dilapidated street, looking up at the moon. The swordsman in the moon made a move similar to the sword technique of Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, and endless attacks came down from the sky.
In the real world, Lu Yan's consciousness was affected by the sword spirit and he was separated from the battle with Wei Zhuang. How could Wei Zhuang let go of the killing opportunity carefully created by Han Fei?
With a stroke of the sword, the black dragon behind Wei Zhuang roared, and the landscape was filled with lightning and thunder. The sword was locked, the throat was cut with one blade, and the sword flew in a hundred steps!
Time freezes at this moment, the moon in the night sky peeks out half of the dark clouds, illuminating the lingering shadow of Mu Xing Tower.
Han Fei pointed at Lu Yan, his mouth still wide open. It seemed that the shape of his mouth was exactly the ending sound of "chance~".
Wei Zhuang used the vertical sword that he had accumulated over the years to kill with the Hundred Steps Flying Sword, which penetrated Lu Yan's throat.
Bai Feng's eyes widened, he dropped Zi Nu and flew down towards Lu Yan, "Sir!"
In the realm of the Sword Spirit, Lu Yan faced countless killing swords falling from the sky. He did not dodge, block or defend, but lowered his head and let out a weird laugh.
"Hmph, hahaha, it's true. Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, hahaha..."
Raising his head suddenly, Lu Yan's eyes glowed with purple light and he clasped his hands together.
"Sword spirit, right? You're not the first soul I've cut! Gather your energy into a blade and cut it~"
The sword spirit activated billions of sword hairs, which came endlessly from the middle of the moon. And Lu Yan extended his hands to extend the purple sword that reached the sky, and slashed open the world.