Chapter 68: Wild geese fly over the flat sand.

Emperor Qing's edict has been sent to Dongyi City, but the City Lord's Mansion of Dongyi City only replied in a sincere and humble tone, saying that the recent assassination on Niulan Street and the tragedy in the manor had nothing to do with them, and they didn't even know who Fan Xian and Lin Gong were, so why should they kill them?

The City Lord's Mansion replied to the letter, and along with it came a large amount of compensation. All they wanted was to shut up the Qing court.

However, Si Gu Jian in Jian Lu was unusually silent.

He neither admitted nor denied it. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that he did this for the Dongyi City behind him and for the people in it.

As for the Qi State in the north, even though it was completely defeated this time, it did not say anything harsh.

It was just that they were causing chaos in the government of Qing State and there was too much evidence to assassinate important figures. What was strange was that after the defeat of Northern Qi, the envoys to Qing State actually included the literary master Zhuang Mohan. I don't know what his intention was.

There is a farm outside the city, which is crowded with people coming and going in an endless stream.

A large number of people gathered in this farm. In addition to some farmers who originally lived here, many people came to settle here during this period. Some were poor families nearby, some were blacksmiths, and even some knights wandered among them.

A convoy of several horse-drawn carriages drove into the farm. When people saw this scene, they just looked up and ignored it, and continued to busy themselves with their own affairs.

Fan Xian and the others got off the carriage and walked straight to the adobe house without any hesitation, asking as they walked inside, "Is Brother Li here?"

Hearing the sound, Wang Shisanlang, who was sitting quietly under the eaves in the courtyard, opened his eyes.

"The master is not in the house. He is digging in the fields with his disciples. He will be back soon." After saying that, Shisan Wang got up and went into the house, brought out a few earthen bowls and a kettle, poured water into them and handed them to Fan Xian and others.

"I heard that you are a ninth-grade master?" Wang Shisanlang asked Fan Xian curiously.

Taking the water, Fan Xian passed it to the people behind him, and he also picked up a bowl and drank it all. Looking around the yard, besides a lot of wood, there were some jars. After a careful feeling, it was indeed very quiet.

"It's barely enough to make it to the ninth rank." After Fan Xian answered Wang Shisanlang's words, he turned to the people behind him and said, "Ruoruo, Wan'er, Miss Ye, take Dabao and Sizhe to sit down and rest for a while. Judging from the situation, it will take some time for Brother Li to come back."

Seeing the servants either entering the house or bringing in chairs and tables from the carriage outside the yard, Fan Xian and the others sat down.

"It's hard to find a master, why don't we have a competition?" Wang Shisanlang said with interest.

"Eh?" Fan Xian looked embarrassed, but he was also somewhat moved: "Didn't you see that there are women following me? This is not appropriate at this time, right?"

Wang Shisanlang thought: "It's okay, let's go out and fight!"

"What do you mean? I'm not a master anymore?" Ye Ling'er was not happy after hearing what Wang Shisanlang said. She stood up quickly and asked loudly.

Shisan Wang was stunned for a moment, thinking that he didn't want to fight with a woman. He gave Fan Xian a look, and the two of them walked out the door.

Outside the courtyard, Shisan Wang kicked a wooden stick towards Fan Xian, and he also raised his leg and grabbed a stick. He attacked Fan Xian with a somewhat deformed Four-Gu Sword Technique.

Fan Xian used his left foot to tap the flying wooden stick, turned around, caught the stick and started to block it.

"You're serious!"

While blocking, Fan Xian still had time to reply to Wang Shisanlang. Seeing this, Wang Shisanlang sped up his movements and gradually used his true energy.

When the two fought, Ye Ling'er and others came out of the yard to watch. Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er nervously held each other's hands, while Lin Dabao and Fan Sizhe were excited and shouted loudly to cheer for Fan Xian. Only Ye Ling'er was sulking and staring at the two figures intently.

Although Ye Ling'er has a slim waist and a female body, she comes from a family with a profound learning background and is a master of the seventh rank. On weekdays, relying on her skills and family background, she is a tyrant in Kyoto. Most of the playboys avoid her and dare not provoke her. However, after being married to the second prince by His Majesty recently, she has gradually restrained herself.

But where had she ever seen two ninth-rank masters fighting each other? She immediately became excited.

The fight between Fan Xian and Wang Shisanlang seemed very strange!
Both of them were straightforward, their movements seemed quick and accurate, giving people a very simple feeling.

It would be fine if Fan Xian was like this, but it is strange that Wang Shisanlang, as Si Gu Jian's last disciple, is also like this.

Only Wang Shisanlang himself knew that since he had met Li An, he had already abandoned those overly complicated sword moves. To be more precise, he had abandoned all the detours in swordsmanship. After all, the shortest distance between two points is a straight line!
Fan Xian didn't have any tricks at all, he was just fast! This was the speed he had been trained to have by Wu Zhu since he was a child!

Dozens of moves passed by, and Fan Xian was at a disadvantage. After all, there was a gap between the two in terms of cultivation. Although Fan Xian's domineering Qi made up for it, Wang Shisanlang's skills were not ordinary. Moreover, Fan Xian's Qi control was still a little insufficient.

But what made the two opponents excited was that Fan Xian was actually growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Ling'er, who had been watching the battle for a long time, was in a very strange state. She gradually became irritable. Her eyes became firm and sharp. Seeing that the stick in Fan Xian's hand was broken and he was about to lose, she shouted angrily, reminding Wang Shisanlang, and then her figure flashed and joined the battle.

Ye Ling'er came behind Wang Shisanlang and threw a straight punch, with the sound of bursting wind hitting his back. At the same time, Fan Xian saw that the opportunity was rare, so he adjusted his state and swept out with a whip kick. Wang Shisanlang used a move to look back and blocked Ye Ling'er's straight punch, then raised his left leg without even looking, and hit Fan Xian.

Wang Shisanlang became excited.

Fan Xian had not put too much pressure on him just now. After all, they were just exchanging moves, not fighting to the death, so naturally whoever had a higher cultivation level and better control of true qi would win. Now with the addition of Ye Ling'er, who was at the seventh rank, attacking Wang Shisanlang together, the pressure seemed just right.

Although Ye Ling'er was only a seventh-rank warrior, her moves were exquisite and were taught by Ye Liuyun himself. Together with Fan Xian, who was the main attacker, the three of them fought back and forth.

The excited Wang Shisanlang's speed was getting faster and faster, and his moves were getting more and more cold! He remembered the space-related question he asked Li An that day, and with a thought, he got the answer. He moved his toes two inches on the ground and turned to the right nimbly, letting the punches and palms hit him in the air and pass by his waist.

'Piercing the sky and the earth'!
The wooden stick in his right hand stabbed out and hit Fan Xian's waist, causing him to fall to the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

With his left hand, he threw a punch with a rotating force, hitting Ye Ling'er's nose. Although Wang Shisanlang withdrew the force in his hand at the last moment, two streams of blood still flowed from her nose.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

A roar was heard, and before Wang Shisanlang could react, he was kicked away. He fell to the ground with a Pingsha Luoyan style and slid several meters before stopping.

The person who came was Li An who had returned with his disciples.

"Do you know how hard you've hit me? Why are you still fighting?" Li An glanced at Ye Ling'er, who was still bleeding from her nose, and Fan Xian, who hadn't gotten up for a long time. He turned to look at Shisan Wang, whose eyes were slowly calming down, and shouted, "Are you dissatisfied?"

Seeing that Li An was angry, Shisan Wang quickly said:
"I'm very impressed! I'm sorry!"

(End of this chapter)