Chapter 9 (4)

Fan Tai couldn't hold back his anger and said in a muffled voice: "Li Yuanfang, why are you here?"

Li Yuanfang raised his eyebrows: "It sounds like you don't welcome me very much. But..." He slowly glanced at the row of dead soldiers and then said: "You brought such a large group of people, you wouldn't just kill the two unarmed people behind me, right?"

Fan Tai said: "It was just for the sake of the situation, but now it seems to be a very wise decision."

Li Yuanfang smiled and said, "That's good. They were all prepared for me." His eyes fell on Fan Tai's face, with exhausted expressions, and he slowly said, "It seems that you can only slow down your business first. If you want to kill them, unless you can kill me first."

Fan Tai said: "Last time, I underestimated the enemy, so I got you. Today I must avenge this arrow!" He raised his hand and was about to greet his subordinates, but Li Yuanfang suddenly thrust his sword straight into his face. This move was neither powerful nor hidden, and it was like a man who didn't understand kung fu at all. Fan Tai was caught off guard and quickly leaned back and avoided Li Yuanfang's sword force. The two immediately tangled together, which was difficult to separate. Fan Tai's subordinates surrounded him, because Fan Tai had no time to give orders, and he didn't know for a moment.

What should we do? We were just watching the battle. But we saw these two people, Li Yuanfang used their swords and tried their best to fight. The move was fatal. Fan Tai used his two swords and was forced to use all his strength by Li Yuanfang. The two swords were able to fly up and down. At the beginning of this fight, it was already a decisive way. As long as any of the two was relaxed, they would be killed by the other party's weapons. The more they were in circles, the bigger the swords and the sword energy lifted the surrounding soil several inches high. Starting from the front of the Hot Spring Pool, they quickly hit it.

On the clearing ground in the center of Lan Yuguan, the dead soldiers slowly retreated and left the Requan Pool further and further away. Everyone was fully focused on the fight between the two, and there was a large gap in front of Di Jinghui and Lu Yanran. As Li Yuanfang's eyes swept over, the tip of the sword swept directly into Fan Tai's chest. Fan Tai waved his right knife to block the Youlan Sword, and his left knife slashed towards Li Yuanfang's head. Unexpectedly, Li Yuanfang didn't raise his sword to block it, but he stabbed Fan Tai's throat with his backhand. Fan Tai was shocked and looked at him.

As he tilted, the knife in his left hand slashed Li Yuanfang's right shoulder, and blood suddenly emerged, but Li Yuanfang took advantage of Fan Tai's unstable center of gravity and jumped up. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in front of Di Jinghui and Lu Yanran. He shouted: "Run!" He picked up Lu Yanran and rushed towards Laojun Palace. Di Jinghui reacted quickly at this time and ran hard behind him. Before Fan Tai and the others could see clearly what was happening, the three people had already rushed into Laojun Palace and closed the door firmly.

Fan Tai led the dead soldiers to the Laojun Palace, and was so angry that he cursed: "Li Yuanfang! You bastard! Get out!" He had just woken up. Li Yuanfang's desperate fighting style just now was to wait for an opportunity to transfer Di Jinghui and Lu Yanran to the Laojun Palace. "Captain Fan, what should I do now?" A dead soldiers beside him asked. Fan Tai cursed: "What should I do? Go in!" Everyone agreed to attack fiercely. As soon as the door of the hall opened, Li Yuanfang's ghostly figure jumped out of it, raised his sword and fell, and the place where the cold light flashed, attacked the three in the front, and four people screamed and fell to the ground. Everyone was frightened and retreated repeatedly. He turned around and returned to the gate of the Laojun Palace and leaned against the closed one.

Above the hall gate, there was a slight breath, and the murderous aura in his eyes was chilling. Fan Tai looked at the men who were lying on the ground in a frustration. All of them were dead and died very happily. He pointed the number of people secretly, and five dead soldiers had been damaged in a moment. The rest were shocked by Li Yuanfang, and they showed obvious fear in their expressions. Look at Li Yuanfang again, Fan Tai suddenly felt moved, and he whispered to the most capable dead soldiers beside him: "The situation is wrong." "What's wrong? Leader Fan?" The man asked hurriedly. Fan Tai said: "There is a problem with Li Yuanfang's playing style. You think he only has one person now. No matter how capable he is, he has already dealt with so many of us.

It is very difficult. Now he has to save Di Jinghui and Lu Yanran. What is his best way?" The man rolled his eyes and said, "I think the best way is to deal with us and then wait for reinforcements. After all, it is almost impossible to save two ordinary people from so many of us with his own strength. So he must wait for help." Fan Tai nodded: "He has brought those two people to Laojun Palace to protect them. It is an opportunity, but he himself was injured. Why do he still fight us so hard?" The man's eyes lit up and said, "Could he have no reinforcements?!" Fan Tai nodded with a sneer: "I guess he followed him alone, and he didn't have time.

Notify others. So, he is fighting a trapped beast! And I see his appearance, it seems that he is not strong enough. So he just wants to kill him and kill the enemy quickly, and hopes to scare us away. Humph, but unfortunately he made the wrong plan. I will not be a dog anymore. Very good. Since he has no reinforcements, let's slowly grind him and see how much he can persist alone!" Fan Tai waved his hand, and everyone arranged the formation. Fan Tai ordered: "Five people in groups, go up and fight Li Yuanfang. Don't fight him. As long as he is stretched out and exhausts his energy. Retreat in ten rounds, and the next group will take over immediately. Let's fight him in a car **!" "Yes!" Everyone responded.

In front of the Laojun Palace gate, Li Yuanfang was silently observing Fan Tai's formation. While trying hard to organize his breathing, he mobilized all his energy and will from his extremely tired body and mind. Hearing the confidence-filled response of the dead men opposite, Li Yuanfang even had a cold smile on his lips. He said softly: "If you are not afraid of death, go there. Today I will have fun with you!"

The first group of dead soldiers waved their weapons and rushed over with shouts, surrounding Li Yuanfang. He still had the same style of fighting, neither dodging nor dodging, but attacking. The Youlan Sword in his hand seemed to be possessed by a demon god, and all pointed to the most fatal key points of the opponent. Although the dead soldiers were determined to avoid his sharp edge, the figure in front of him was as fast as lightning, and his power seemed to be inexhaustible. The five people in the first group were still in Qing.

Two more people were knocked down at once, and the remaining three quickly retreated. The five people in the second group rushed up again, which was still a repetition of the situation in the previous group, followed by the third group and the fourth group... While watching the battle coldly, Fan Tai winked at the several dead soldiers who were standing behind him. The people immediately climbed up to several big trees in front of the Laojun Palace gate, took down the bows and arrows on their backs, and set up strong crossbows, and aimed at the fierce battlefield in front of the door.

The car battle continued, and Fan Tai's dead soldiers were turning into corpses and scattered in front of the Laojun Palace. The remaining people were fearless and formed a new team again and continued to rush forward without hesitation. Li Yuanfang's whole body was covered with blood, and his eyes were already blurred, but his movements were still not slow at all, and he just fought with all his strength!

Fan Tai looked at Li Yuanfang with red eyes and couldn't help but feel very frightened. Finally, he made up his mind and whistled. The archers entrenched on the top of the tree heard the order, and in an instant, the bows and arrows were fired at the battlefield with a sharp roar. The fighters fell to the ground one after another. Li Yuanfang's lightning-like figure shuttled through the rain of arrows and jumped up. When the orchid sword was sent out, the two archers fell from the top of the tree, and Li Yuanfang also fell back to the front of the Laojun Palace.

, but a sharp arrow was nailed to his chest. He shook his body slightly, and his gaze shot at Fan Tai, and said hoarsely: "The hidden arrow hurts people, and he doesn't even let go of his own people. What's the point of!" Fan Tai said grimly: "You are so powerful, so you must sacrifice some. Li Yuanfang, I think how long you can last!" Li Yuanfang gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, waved the Youlan Sword, and cut off the arrow of the arrow inserted in his chest, staring at him without saying a word.
Chapter completed!