Chapter 431 Lifting of Restraint
Tsk, Li Zhan's true form should really see what he looks like now.
"Large" Li Zhan quickly located the clone's position.
From afar, he looked toward a corner of the lobby on the first floor, where a woman wearing a light purple fox fur cloak was drinking alone, with a blue sword beside her.
Li Zhan hesitated for a moment, holding a golden halo in his hand. The halo flickered, shining brightly when it was pointed towards the corner.
Finally, he lifted his foot and walked towards Yu Yan.
Li Jianling Zhan jumped up: "He's here! He's here!"
Yu Yan glanced down at the Azure Feather Sword.
"Let me make this clear from the start: I can't beat him, so you'll have to handle this yourself."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Yan's eyes trembled, and with a clatter, her wine glass fell to the table. Her other hand almost imperceptibly stroked her dantian.
It seems... her confinement has been lifted.
A surge of immortal power erupted from her dantian, washing over her meridians, and Yu Yan felt wave after wave of dizziness.
Damn it! This is the worst time!
As the "larger" Li Zhan drew closer, Yu Yan's vision grew increasingly blurry.
Before she lost consciousness, she only heard her sword spirit suddenly call out to her.
"Yu Yan, what's wrong with you!"
The Azure Feather Sword and the Feathered Beauty were bound by a natal contract. Now that its master had fainted, the sword spirit noticed it immediately.
Buzz!
The Azure Feather Sword was surrounded by azure light, and "Big" Li Zhan's gaze was fixed on the Azure Feather Sword.
Right here!
Thinking of a certain possibility, the man's eyes sharpened, and he looked at Yu Yan with murderous intent.
But is the other person drunk?
The man in white was taken aback.
The murderous intent that had flashed through my mind just now was inexplicably calmed down when I saw the person.
The woman was lying face down on the table, with a bright red hairpin in her hair that stood out prominently.
The eyes of the "larger" Li Zhan flickered, and the aura of the clone was already extremely strong, but it was mixed with some other things that did not belong to him.
contract?
Ha, even his true form was affected, and he couldn't bring himself to kill her!
The man in white stood in front of the table, his gaze shifting between Yu Yan and Qing Yu Sword.
"Where is the Tower of Babel?" he transmitted to his clone.
Unexpectedly, what he cared about most when he came up was the Tower of Babel.
The sword spirit thought about it and realized that this was indeed his style.
The sword spirit then fell silent.
"Not going to say anything?"
The Blade Spirit remained silent.
The man in white frowned, about to grab the Azure Feather Sword with one hand to threaten the other party, but his large hand changed direction when it touched the hilt.
Then he watched helplessly as he bent down and helped the woman up.
Li, the sword spirit, carefully transmitted his consciousness. So what if he was just an avatar? He was only slightly weaker than the main body's soul. It wasn't impossible for him to unexpectedly invade the main body's consciousness.
After all, Yu Yan's Azure Feather Sword is a divine artifact. He has been fused with it as a sword spirit for so long that he has some ability to contend with the original body.
Of course, this is under the premise that the other party is careless.
Only after leading the person to his room upstairs in the inn did the veins on the white-clad man bulge on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with extreme anger.
"Aren't you going to say anything?"
Li Zhan's voice seemed to contain icicles, or rather, the kind that were wrapped in fireballs.
The sword spirit's heart trembled.
The Azure Feather Sword flashed again, and a figure identical to the opponent was projected out.
However, the clothes he is wearing now are light blue.
"You're looking for me?" Qingyi decided to strike first, and said with a slight, mocking smile.
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