Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 138 Bao Yan
He was forced to take a step and leap, while swinging out the chain hammer to hook a suddenly hollow corridor. With a slight shake of his wrist, a force naturally rose up, and with a swing of the chain hammer, he threw the other person to the corridor on the other side. With another shake, the chain hammer quickly retracted and turned into a thunder and fire unicorn hammer.

Fortunately, Zhan Yan had to save his face and ask the Mechanical Hall to come and forge the Thunder and Fire Qilin Hammer together. Otherwise, if he wanted to walk here, even if he had perfected his lightness and speed, he still had to be very careful. If he was not careful, he would fall into the Tiangong City with a drop of 300 meters.

Before he finished speaking, the entire covered bridge that was speeding in front of Xu Yunfan suddenly disintegrated.

Three hundred and sixty bridge planks turned into flying blades, attacking Xu Yunfan like a rainstorm.

Xu Yunfan's expression remained unchanged. He spun around and swung his hammer in a circle. Amidst the wind from the hammer, he caught a glimpse of a flash of heavy black iron armor at the bridge pier. It was none other than the missing leader of Cangfeng Pavilion, Bao Yan!
There was an indescribable fanaticism on the other party's face. When he saw Xu Yunfan easily blocking the flying blade, he knew in his heart that the mechanism here was useless.

"It's a shame you chose to take the Tiangong Corridor Bridge. It wasted the lightning and fire devices I set up in Tiangong City. Even if a Blood Exchange Realm expert went in, he would definitely not be able to get out."

"Dog thief!"

Xu Yunfan's eyes were deep and his expression was cold. He glanced around and let out a breath after making sure that there was no one around.

"Master Bao, I heard that your Qi and blood have passed their peak in recent years, and your strength has dropped to the point where you only have half a step left to renew your blood?"

Bao Yanyang narrowed his eyes slightly, a little surprised: "Do you still think you can beat me? Although you have perfected the second level of muscle and bone training, and no one in the whole Cangzhou can compare to you, but looking at Yanbei Road, there are many people who are better than you, and there are also those who have perfected the third level. Why are you so arrogant here?"

Xu Yunfan chuckled, but was not in a hurry.

"Master Bao has defected to the Xianghuo Sect. Could it be that he also wants to worship the Xianghuo Mingzun like Zhou Yuande and pray for eternal life?"

"I'm not a member of the Incense Religion."

Bao Yan showed a hint of mockery on his face: "He is a member of the Xianghuo Sect, but he is not worthy of my worship."

"Then why did you become a traitor?"

As he spoke, Xu Yunfan put the Thunderfire Kirin Hammer behind his back, and the mechanism moved instantly, firmly locking the hammer weighing nearly 400 pounds.

He touched the fine steel box that he had been carrying on his back. He had not taken it off even in Cuibo City.

"Traitor?"

A ridiculous smile appeared on Bao Yan's face, and his old skin was wrinkled with mockery.

"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people are his subjects. I am loyal to the emperor. I am loyal to the empress of the Great Zhou, who has inherited the mandate of heaven. How can there be any talk of a traitor?"

As he spoke, Bao Yan even cupped his hands towards the northeast, and the black gold thread wrapped around his wrists shone coldly in the twilight.

Xu Yunfan's boot soles rubbed against the floor of the covered bridge. He caught a glimpse of the gears turning under the gap and took a step forward silently.

The Thunder Fire Hammer chain in his hand made a fine metallic friction sound. "To call the massacre of the city a divine will, Master Bao's tongue is probably redder than the branding iron of the Melting Gold Hall."

"I see!"

Xu Yunfan understood and nodded slightly: "You are so brave to say it."

"Now that Cangzhou has been chosen as the site for the blood sacrifice, my mission is now complete and I will be leaving. However, it would be a good thing for the Great Zhou if I could eliminate someone with your aptitude."

When Bao Yan said this, his tone suddenly changed.

"Xu Yunfan, a servant of the Jiang family, was originally exiled to Ningguta by His Majesty. Unexpectedly, he reappeared and actually crossed Wuzhou and came to Qingzhou to become a disciple. It's interesting. Did you choose this name yourself?" Xu Yunfan's heart was slightly shocked, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He really didn't expect that Bao Yan would tell him his origins in one breath.

Seeing Xu Yunfan silent, a smile appeared on Bao Yan's face.

"You thought you were hiding well, but nothing can be hidden in the Great Zhou. The Black Armor Guard's hawks and dogs have been smelling you since the day you settled in Qingzhou.

You have good talent, and I cherish talent. I will give you a chance to redeem yourself. Today, Tiangong Cave is about to be destroyed, and the other seven sects in Cangzhou all have our people. With the help of our forces, sects like these will face a fate of life and death."

Xu Yunfan lowered his eyelids, making it impossible to tell what he was feeling. "I wonder if Master Bao has any way to atone for his sins?"

"Killing Zhan Yan and destroying Tiangong City is a great achievement. Perhaps you can even be rewarded by His Majesty, freeing you from your lowly status and granting you an official position."

"Then I really am..."

Before he finished speaking, the force from Xu Yunfan's arch of his foot shattered the tiles a few feet away.

The fine steel box on his back deformed and cracked during the rush, revealing half of the dragon's mouth of the gilded mace. The power brought by his feet made him move like an arrow from a bow, and his body tore through the wind.

"Thank you, Master Bao!"

Bao Yan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and the black gold threads on his ten fingers suddenly tightened. The air within a radius of ten feet began to ripple. It was the net laid by the Hundred Refinements Silk Strength!

Facing Bao Yan's angry face that was rapidly enlarging in his sight, Xu Yunfan was about to grab the gilded mace handle on his back with his backhand, but his eyes suddenly moved, and he stopped his charge and turned his head to look at Mo Shisan who was rushing towards him from below.

"Be careful of that old dog's stalking power! Stop!"

As Mo Shisan's roar came from below, thirty-six silver rays suddenly exploded from the ground.

As he leaped, the mechanical armor on his body disintegrated with a loud bang, and three hundred and sixty pieces of black iron armor leaves slashed towards the void, trying to cut off the Tiancan silk in front of Bao Yan.

Bao Yan looked at Xu Yunfan who had stopped with some regret. The Tiancan silk was almost invisible to the naked eye, but it was as tough as steel wire. If Xu Yunfan rushed over at the same speed, he would surely be able to break his flesh and blood into countless pieces.

How could Bao Yan let Mo Shisan get what he wanted? His fingers trembled slightly, and he pulled the black gold silk in his hand. The sharp sword on his back was unsheathed and flew towards Mo Shisan's flying blade.

Amid the sound of metal clashing, Xu Yunfan's mouth twitched slightly, and he took another step forward, but his momentum suddenly accelerated. Wind and thunder were on his body, and veins on his neck bulged like a boa constrictor wrapped around a tree.

The next second, Mo Shisan's facial expression turned to horror, and Bao Yan's eyes almost popped out.

Xu Yunfan's muscles were trembling at a strange frequency, and he actually used his horizontal training skills to break the Tiancan silk thread head-on.

At the same time, he gripped the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer with his backhand. As his blood and energy surged, the lava lines on the hammer handle lit up, and arcs of electricity flashed around the hammer head from time to time.

The air roared, torn and rolled back. While breaking through the air with a hissing sound, the heavy hammer used thirty-six cloak hammer killing moves, rolling back the sky and falling heavily on Bao Yan's head.

Bao Yan had no time to retreat, his eyes were bloodshot, and he used his pair of iron hands covered in black armor to catch the falling hammer head.

Bang!
Accompanied by a tooth-grinding bone-shaking tremor, the ground beneath Bao Yan's feet shattered with a loud bang. This section of the Tiangong Bridge corridor couldn't help but shake, and from time to time a gear corridor bridge ejected, causing Mo Shisan, who was not far away, to twitch his eyes slightly.

He personally participated in the construction of the Tiangong Corridor Bridge.

(10,000 entries will be completed in a day. Thank you for your support. The recent plot is very coherent, starting from the purple-robed old man in Wuzhou at the beginning to the current crisis in Tiangong Cave. Because it was coded word by word, it takes time to present. Some readers feel uncomfortable and feel uncomfortable reading it for no reason. I will try my best to avoid this narrative method in the future. Thank you.)
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