Chapter 24 Injured
In the Fan Mansion where a war was about to break out, Jiang Tan was stunned by Lu Fei's question.
Of course, she also noticed the bone flute in Jian An Ning's hand. It didn't look like a good thing, but her master had a lot of unconventional things, so she didn't take it seriously.
But what did Lu Fei mean by that?
But the battle situation did not allow Jiang Tan to think too much.
Between Murong Jing's orders and Jian An Ning's flute playing, the monsters seemed to be being pulled repeatedly. Some of them were unable to bear the burden and even banged their heads against the thick rockery walls to seek relief.
Murong Jing became very angry when he saw that the monsters had lost their effectiveness.
It is not easy for him to collect these animals, and he must not let them all be lost here.
He put his hands together and formed a seal to summon his life-saving magic weapon, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. This treasure was eerie and terrifying, and one could faintly hear the wailing of countless ghosts.
Murong Jing cast a spell with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and saw the magic weapon glowing red light. Countless ghosts swarmed out in an instant, not only attacking Fan Guanfu, but also heading towards Jian An Ning.
He wanted to interrupt Jane Anning's flute playing.
Although Murong Jing didn't know why Jian An Ning could use his bone flute, as long as the sound of the flute disappeared, the monsters around him would become his best helpers.
However, Jane Anning didn't even look at him for a second.
There was a "swish" sound of breaking through the air, Jiang Tan bent his bow and drew his arrow, the arrow shone with moonlight, shattering Murong Jing's attack and his intention.
At the same time, a young girl's clear voice suddenly came from outside the Fan Mansion. She did not speak, but made a wonderful rhythm.
In this rhythmic sound, the monsters completely stopped attacking themselves, and the red light in their eyes gradually dissipated.
Seeing this, Jian An Ning put away the bone flute, walked towards Murong Jing, and said softly, "It seems that none of your attempts will succeed."
Murong Jing was so angry that his whole body was shaking.
Jian Anning didn't care. Instead, she turned to Fan Guanfu and said, "You've always wanted the Fan family to be passed down for generations. Now this man has destroyed the foundation you worked so hard to build, and you're just going to let him go?"
Just a few words aroused Fan Guanfu's anger.
There was a roar of wind and thunder, and the two were fighting fiercely.
However, Fan Guanfu ultimately lost out, as he had just woken up from his coma not long ago and was still treating Fan Zhengyu's injuries.
Seeing this, Jian An Ning made a "tsk" sound and raised her hand to cast a spell to restrict movement to assist Fan Guanfu's actions.
Murong Jing's anger was unbearable. He had never fought such a frustrating fight before. It seemed as if he was being led by Jian An Ning all the way.
He sneered and said, "You are the only one with more people? I have helpers too."
"Kill them! Kill as many as you can!"
Jian An Ning was startled and subconsciously turned around to look.
The girl hiding beside Fan Mao suddenly had a long knife flashing with cold light in her hand, and stabbed Fan Mao through before he could react.
At the last moment, Fan Maodu looked at his sister, Fan Shiliu, in disbelief.
"What are you doing!"
Fan Qingyue never expected that things would develop in this direction.
However, Fan Shiliu did not look like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl at this moment. Instead, she looked more like a well-trained killer. Before anyone could react, she stabbed Fan Zhengyu in the heart, who had no power to resist.
Fan Qingyue held a long sword, and Jiang Tan bent his bow and drew his arrow, both aiming at Fan Shiliu who had suddenly attacked.
But Fan Shiliu just walked towards them step by step, as if even being pierced by thousands of arrows could not stop her determination.
"Get out of the way,"
The calm-looking girl whispered, "I will kill him and avenge my mother."
Both Fan Qingyue and Jiang Tan paused for a moment because of her words.
They all knew very well what kind of resentment could be bred by living in a family with overly complicated relationships, so they were stunned for a moment.
And Fan Shiliu wanted this very moment.
Her figure was as fast as lightning, and it was even difficult to see her movements clearly. Only a flash of cold light showed that the long-planned full-strength attack was coming straight towards Lu Fei.
Murong Jing's eyes widened on the other end, and he quickly reminded them, "It's true that everyone from the Qingyun Sect must die, but that one is an exception!"
However, his reminder was too late.
Fan Shiliu's moves were all killing moves, simple and unpretentious, with only the blood-red light slightly revealing a hint of danger.
In this split second, only one person reacted.
She pushed Lu Fei away, but she didn't have time to defend against Fan Shiliu's moves and could only take Fan Shiliu's attack.
Jian An Ning spat out a mouthful of bright red blood and knelt on one knee on the ground.
“Master!”
She heard her disciples' concerns.
But Jian Anning herself didn't care. She could feel the pain spreading all the way, but she just reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, as if nothing had happened. She said to those who were worried about her, "We're just at the beginning."
However, after just saying this, Jane Anning's body became even more hunched.
She gave a faint wry smile and added, "But it's true that I haven't been injured this badly in a long time."
Murong Jing was delighted.
He thought that although there were not many cultivators from the Qingyun Sect here, if he could kill a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, the effect would be far better than his previous secret killing of several Qingyun Sect cultivators who were in the Qi training and foundation building stages.
He will be able to do his job better.
Thinking of this, Murong Jing's Wanhun Banner's target changed immediately and attacked Jian An Ning.
Fan Guanfu was not so kind. He had no intention of helping Jian An Ning. He just waited for the right moment and attacked Murong Jing directly.
Fan Qingyue held a knife to stop Fan Shiliu, and only Jiang Tan could use arrows to stop Murong Jing's attack for a moment, but only for a moment.
Lu Fei could feel that there was a voice in his heart that was madly shouting about danger and urging him to stay away, just like the most basic survival instinct of any living thing.
But he didn't know what was wrong with him. He just wanted to go against his instinct for survival. He stood in front of Jane An Ning, trying to shield her a little.
"Get out of the way!"
Jian An Ning was clearly injured, but she still managed to push Lu Fei away. She even raised her chin and said to him, "I am the Master. How could I need my disciple to save me?"
She formed seals with one hand and cast a defensive spell that eventually managed to block the attack to some extent. However, whether it was because she cast the spell too hastily or for some other reason, she spat out blood again.
Murong Jing wanted to press on, but Fan Shiliu, in the middle of his fight with Fan Qingyue, suddenly spoke up, saying, "Fan Zhengyu is dead. The Fan family's inheritance should all be passed on to Fan Guanfu."
"I want to see what his real purpose is. He wiped out my mother's entire family and then killed my mother. This is the condition I promised you. Heaven is my witness."
Dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, as if even the heavens were responding to Fan Shiliu's words.
Murong Jing reluctantly shifted his focus to Fan Guanfu, and said helplessly, "Don't blame me. I originally wanted to kill the Qingyun Sect's people first."
"What on earth have you done to make your own daughter want to kill you so badly?"
Murong Jing's words directly touched Fan Guanfu's sore spot.
None of his children are capable of shouldering important responsibilities. They are all useless and only know how to scheme against each other. This has always been a concern for him.
Originally, he was very optimistic about Fan Qingyue, but Fan Qingyue was too weak to accept the true inheritance of the Fan family.
Fan Guanfu was so angry that even his moves became more fierce.
Murong Jing was forced to fulfill Fan Shiliu's oath, so he had to show some real skills.
He formed seals with his hands, and the Yin energy condensed with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was instantly stained with a few traces of blood. He said with a strange smile, "Someone told me how to kill someone like you."
Fan Guanfu was stunned and thought: What kind of person is he?
At least in the eyes of ordinary people, he is just a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
What else does this demon cultivator know?
Fan Guanfu was not afraid of those evil spirits that were howling like ghosts and wolves, but this time Murong Jing's attack was different from before.
Even if he defeated those ghosts, the remaining blood would still move forward.
In an instant, Fan Guanfu was enlightened and suddenly asked, "How could you wield the demonic energy so skillfully?"
It is impossible for ordinary demon cultivators to do such a thing, and ordinary cultivators are simply unable to stop the attack of demonic energy.
And it just so happened that Fan Guanfu was a little bit unusual.
He watched the bloody demonic energy attacking his eyes. He formed seals with his hands and condensed a golden light. The light was like the sharpest sword in the world, which could cut through everything, and even the tiny demonic energy.
Murong Jing looked at the golden light wandering on Fan Guanfu's fingertips, unconsciously revealing a greedy look, and said directly: "The gold master is killing, and the Fan family's inheritance is the most valuable among all the aristocratic families."
The moment the golden light appeared, Fan Qingyue paused.
Even though a hundred years have passed, everything that happened at that time still seems to be right before his eyes.
He seemed to still hear the crying, see the blood, and feel Fan Guanfu's disgusted gaze and the deep disappointment after he said that.
"The lord of gold is a murderer. Those who are soft-hearted and merciful will never be recognized by the inheritance."
That day, before the dead bodies of all the Buyeo noble families, his father gave him the final verdict.
Since then, Fan Qingyue voluntarily and consciously distanced himself from the core circle of the Fan family, and even finally left Fuyu and went to Zhongzhou.
"After all, it is the inheritance of the origin of gold."
Jian An Ning was half-kneeling in a pool of blood, but she was talking to Murong Jing calmly.
Then, she turned directly to Fan Guanfu and said, "Speaking of which, when you looked in my mirror, you also looked like you were infected by the demonic energy, right?"
Fan Guanfu was suddenly stunned, and his fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.
"The Gold Master is known for his murderous nature, but he is also an upright and incorruptible being. Can you still gain the recognition of the Origin?"
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