Chapter 620
From the Emperor's cold and mocking gaze, Si Lili understood many things . Her heart turned cold . She slowly lowered her head . She bit her full lower lip and didn't say anything . The young Northern Qi Emperor looked at her . For some reason, a wave of anger surged through his heart . Gritting out his words from between his teeth, he coldly said, "Is this how you repay me?"
On the last few words, his voice rose in pitch . The eunuchs were all outside the little garden . The Sword Hut and Northern Qi aces had surrounded the room . The Northern Qi Emperor was not worried that Fan Xian would be able to get close to him .
Si Lili raised her head and calmly replied, "I have done nothing wrong by you . "
The Northern Qi Emperor's face gradually grew dark . Pointing at her face, he said each word clearly, "How much more wrong can you do by me? Does he have to kill me for you to have done right by me?"
Without waiting for Si Lili to reply, he narrowed his eyes and said, "It's a pity that he is about to die . "
Si Lili heard these words, but she had long woken from the earlier shock . She knew what kind of person Fan Xian was . Even if Sir Lang Tiao took a group of aces from the Sword Hut to subdue him, he knew the truth about too many things .
She looked pitifully at the Northern Qi Emperor and said in a quiet voice, "Your Majesty, if I were you, I would let Fan Xian leave . If you capture him or try to kill him, who knows if he will cause some world-shattering catastrophe before he dies . "
The Northern Qi Emperor did not understand Si Lili's meaning . Suddenly, a strong wind picked up in the little garden in the mountain residence . Sand whipped up . A human shadow between black and red came crashing down like rocks caught up in the wind . Unstoppable, it crashed directly toward the Emperor's weak body .
The young Emperor's pupils constricted . In this brief instant, he saw clearly who the shadow was . Boundless shocked crashed down in his heart . Could his clever plan and the combined attacks of Master Lang Tiao, Friar He, and the warriors of the Sword Hut, still not hold back this person?
He was a ruling figure . Faced with imminent danger, he didn't panic . Before anyone knew it, he gave a roar and pulled out a sword by his waist . He sliced down toward the human shadow .
With a crash, the blades clashed together . The black dagger easily pushed aside the Northern Qi Emperor's sword . The human shadow move closer into the Emperor's arms . It was like a gust of wind entering the embrace of the forest or a rock landing in the calm lake and rattling a patch of pine trees or setting off waves of ripples .
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Fan Xian spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto the young Emperor, covering his entire body in blood . Although the black dagger had easily broken the Emperor's sword, the gentle contact had caused great damage to his heart meridian . As he had reached the end of this strength, it made him spray out a fountain of blood .
Fan Xian was able to escape the combined forces of five ninth-level aces because he had spotted a small issue when the eunuch had come to the room to summon Si Lili .
Although he didn't know how the Northern Qi Emperor had guessed that there was someone in the room, he didn't have much time to think about it . Just after Si Lili had left the room, he had ruthlessly broken out and forcefully shaken off Friar He's sinister attack . He also had avoided the cold sword light of the Sword Hut's disciples .
He was only half a moment early, but it was a vital half moment . As he escaped, he ran into Lang Tiao . If Lang Tiao had been able to attack from outside the room, Fan Xian probably would not have had any chance to escape .
He exchanged blows with Lang Tiao under the eaves . Fan Xian's body flew outward . Lang Tiao's zhenqi had been irritated . His legs became heavy, rendering unable to move for a moment .
At that time, two paths lay in front of Fan Xian . One was to go up the mountain . The other was to go toward the grass huts . The second path led unquestionably to danger . Yun Zhilan and the second disciple of the Sword Hut were still standing guard at the bottom of the mountain . If he sank into such an extreme situation, even if Fan Xian had exceptional powers, it would still be difficult for him to survive .
Out of the expectations of the Northern Qi and Sword Hut aces, Fan Xian made an abrupt turn in midair like a sparrow hawk . Drawing an arc through the air, he charged straight toward the precipice outside the mountain residence . Below the precipice was one of the holy lands of martial arts, the Sword Hut .
The reason Fan Xian had made such a dangerous choice was because he was not satisfied . He was not satisfied by the fact that he had taken such a risk, yet he had not seen Sigu Jian's face or touched the Northern Qi Emperor's side .
The heavens were looking out for him, allowing him to run into the little garden during his escape and see the young Emperor dressed up as a noble standing by the mountain gate .
Fresh blood sprayed wildly over the Northern Qi Emperor's head and face . Fan Xian was close to his body, but he was completely unable to halt his steps . Because of his forceful escape and the exchange of blows with Lang Tiao on the way, he had already reached his limit . He wanted to stop himself but was wholly unable to .
In front of Si Lili's shocked and terrified gaze, Fan Xian held on to the Emperor like two men sacrificing themselves for love as they resolutely and decisively fell toward the bottom of the precipice .
A few streaks of light flash by . With Lang Tiao in the led, a number of aces went by Si Lili's side . With shock, they watched as Fan Xian held onto the Emperor desperately as he charged down the precipice . Without even thinking, they followed them down .
Fan Xian was not committing suicide . Although he was not lightly injured and held an important person in his arms, he still accurately found places to land his feet, whether it was a protruding rock or a sunk grass pit . Like a wooden figure installed with a spring, he bounded down the precipitous cliff side . In a moment, he landed on the flat ground at the bottom of the precipice .
They came down quickly . The rebound shock was powerful . Blood seeped out again from the corner of Fan Xian's mouth . The Northern Qi Emperor, who had been forcefully subdued, was shaken to his core . His face was deathly pale . Even so, there was still not a glimmer of fear in his eyes . He only stared coldly into Fan Xian's eyes with some confusion . It was as if he didn't think Fan Xian would not be able to escape or subdue him .
The flat ground at the bottom of the precipice was right in front of the Sword Hut . Things changed quickly . The disciples of the Sword Hut, who had been forcefully preventing Thirteenth Wang from entering the Hut, pulled out their swords and quickly formed an array of swords, surrounding Fan Xian in the center .
Not far away, Yun Zhilan, who had been hiding in the darkness, finally walked out . The sword intent on his body shot into the sky . He charged toward Fan Xian .
A number of gray shadows flashed past the precipice . With Lang Tiao in the lead, a number of aces were only a moment behind Fan Xian . Landing on the rock, they quickly caught up .
The scene immediately plunged into silence with endless tension .
Fan Xian had one hand clamped over the Northern Qi Emperor's meridian, and one hand tightly holding the black dagger . His eyes cautiously watched all around him . With just a light glance, he knew all of the ninth-level aces in the world, particularly the ones from Northern Qi and Dongyi, were pretty much gathered here . After the Dong Mountain incident, only the Sword Hut today would be able to gather together so many powerful warriors .
These people's goals were identical and simple . They wanted to keep Fan Xian where he was .
Unfortunately for them, Fan Xian was holding the Northern Qi Emperor's hand . Although he held it gently, everyone knew that if he wanted to, he could send through his strange Tyrannical zhenqi and the Emperor would immediately become countless balls of blood and flesh .
"To still be able to subdue the Emperor despite being surrounded by so many aces, no wonder you are the Qing Kingdom's Fan Xian . "
One person watching these scene sighed quietly in admiration . The person who spoke was the second disciple of the Sword Hut . Everyone currently had a tense mood . Only the second disciple, who belonged to neither side, was able to express himself naturally and speak the words he thought everyone was thinking .
Although everyone in the world knew Commissioner Fan was a superior ninth-level warrior, it had clearly been the Northern Qi Emperor who had discovered his tracks in the mountain residence and arranged people for an ambush . Unexpectedly, Fan Xian had escaped and taken the Emperor hostage .
Regardless of whether it was Friar He or the aces of the Sword Hut, in a one-on-one situation, they were not a match for Fan Xian . They could still bring him a great deal of trouble . They also had Sir Lang Tiao, whose abilities were not below that of Fan Xian . Even in these circumstances, they still didn't manage to hold down Fan Xian . The heart of everyone present grew slightly cold . They all wondered if Fan Xian had had any other strange encounters these two years to have become so powerful .
Fan Xian lowered his head slightly and coughed . Holding tightly to the young Emperor's hand, he looked around and said in a raspy voice, "So, everyone is here . Now we can finally have a proper talk, right?"
The Sword Hut was on the outskirts of Dongyi . The dome-shaped grass hut was built against a mountain and took up a large piece of land . The door to the grass hut was below the precipice . Sigu Jian and some of his disciples were secluded for refinement in the depths of the grass hut while a dozen of the world's most powerful warriors gathered outside it .
Fan Xian knew he wasn't that powerful . Lang Tiao was enough to delay him . Additionally, Yun Zhilan was staring at him with sword intent from outside the group . These two were superior ninth-level warriors who had made their names long ago .
He was able to escape from the mountain residence earlier because of his beast-like sense of danger, which he had from birth, as well as his decisive decision-making ability . As for later capturing the Northern Qi Emperor, that could be credited to his luck . If he hadn't done the unexpected and bravely charged toward the Sword Hut at the bottom of the precipice, he would not have run into the Northern Qi Emperor .
Thus, the ingredients to successes were: strength, decisive decision making, luck, and, what Fan Xian lacked the most in the past, courage .
Although he already controlled the Northern Qi Emperor, the situation was still dangerous . Regardless of who it was, no one would be able to escape from these warriors . It was still too early to tell if it was a success . He had just stepped onto this dangerous path filled with thistles and little flowers dyed red with blood .
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