Chapter 1659: Captured Alive
The East Gate Flute and Hui Yuan in the General Office of Yiluan were waiting for Zhou Fan's arrival. Otherwise, Xiao of the Primordial Spirit Realm would be there, and the two of them would have no chance of winning at all.
Now that Zhou Fan finally came, Dongmen played the flute and laughed, and Huiyuan and Huiyuan took the warrior monks in the mansion and killed them from the inside, and killed them with the people of the three-phase aristocratic family.
Xiao Hui was more shocked the more he fought, how could the majestic power of the Yuanshen passed down by the Yuanshen seem to be fake?
Could it be that this person has already entered the Primordial Spirit Realm in such a short period of time?
This is impossible!
Xiao Hui snorted coldly, and suddenly a ray of blue light flew out from his golden primordial spirit body, and it fell into his hand and turned into a blue-blue fan. The fan in his hand was a burst of blue-blue light. The gust of wind swept up and swept all around.
Zhou Fan's Primordial Spirit was cut to pieces.
"It's true that it's fake." Xiao Hui sneered, the Broken Illusion Fan in his hand was a treasure treasured by the Xiao family, a spiritual treasure specially designed for illusion.
He looked around, trying to find Zhou Fan's hiding place.
It's just that Zhou Fan's primordial spirit quickly condensed ten feet away from Xiao Hui, "Who said I was fake?"
"What I say is true is true." As soon as Zhou Fan's golden primordial spirit finished speaking, it continued to split into primordial spirits one after another.
In an instant, dozens of Zhou Fan's primordial spirits appeared.
"It doesn't matter how much you come!" Xiao Hui waved the Void Shattering Fan, and bursts of blue-blue wind swept away towards Zhou Fan's Primordial Spirit.
Zhou Fan's dozens of primordial spirits punched in unison, and each punch burst out with enormous energy, directly blasting the blue and blue winds away.
These golden primordial spirits all jumped up and jumped towards Xiao Hui's primordial spirit.
Seeing Zhou Fan's Yuanshen jumping like a grasshopper, Xiao Hui's Yuanshen felt desperate. He clearly knew that this was an illusion, so why couldn't it be broken?
He backed frantically, just wanting to escape from here quickly, Zhou Fan's illusion is too weird this time.
It's just that a golden fist suddenly came from behind him, Xiao would quickly avoid it, and then he realized that Zhou Fan's Yuanshen was also behind him.
Dozens and hundreds of Zhou Fan Yuanshen had surrounded him.
"You only have one Primordial Spirit, and I have a hundred, how can you beat me?" Zhou Fan's Primordial Spirit said in unison, and they punched together.
Xiao would fight back like crazy, but he didn't know which fist was real and which fist was fake, or whether it was all real or all fake?
His Primordial Spirit was continuously bombarded, and cracks began to appear in his Primordial Spirit. He wanted to return to his body in a moment, but found that he couldn't return to his body for some reason. He knew that Zhou Fan must have made it.
He was constantly attacked, and Yuanshen spat out mouthfuls of golden light.
His soul was about to shatter.
He is going to die.
The hundred Zhou Fan Yuanshen suddenly stopped their fists.
Xiao Hui was stunned, he tried to return to his body, and found that it turned into a little golden light and returned to his body.
As soon as he returned to his body, when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhou Fan standing in front of him with a smile on his face.
Zhou Fan gently pointed at Xiao Hui's forehead, the powerful and vigorous True Yuan blocked Xiao Hui's True Yuan Meridian, but Xiao Hui's Yuan Shen couldn't seal it.
However, if this is the case, Xiao Hui also felt hopeless, and he said sharply: "What do you want?"
"It seems that I can't stop your primordial spirit from self-destructing." Zhou Fan said helplessly: "But it doesn't matter, if you have the courage to die, just die."
Zhou Fan mentioned Xiao Hui with one hand, and in a split second, he came to the side of Dongmen Flute, and threw Xiao Hui to Dongmen Flute.
Dongmen played the flute to catch Xiao Hui, he laughed,
"Master Right Prime Minister, you have today too."
Dongmen played the flute with a sway, and brought Xiao Hui into the General Office of Yiluan.
Zhou Fan turned around to help the head office of Yiluan to kill the three-line aristocratic family warriors. The three-line aristocratic family warriors and monks saw Xiao Hui being captured, and they started to flee without any intention of fighting.
However, under the pursuit of Zhou Fan and the others, only a few were able to escape alive, and most of them either gave up and surrendered or were killed.
"Lord Zhou, thank you very much." Dongmen piped the flute with a smile on his face.
"Now the big gentleman in the academy is holding back that powerful swordsman." Zhou Fan said with a serious face.
"Then what are we going to do now?" Dongmen Piper said anxiously with a smile on his face.
Zhou Fan said categorically: "Mr. Da let us attack the Mirror Palace, try to get the Tongtian Mirror back, and lift its ban!"
During this period of time, the academy had been researching the banned Mirror, and knew that as long as the blood characters on the Mirror were erased, the ban on the Mirror should be lifted.
"Amitabha, but what about Mr. Da's side?" Huiyuan asked worriedly.
"Don't worry about this." Zhou Fan said: "We have already considered how to deal with that sword cultivator. Mr. Da said that he can hold back that sword cultivator, so there should be no problem in a short time."
If Mr. Da couldn't support it, he could turn around and escape into the academy's talisman formation.
Just in this way, Mu Qiujian can free up his hands to deal with Zhou Fan and the others in the city, I am afraid the situation will return to a deadlock again.
Dongmen playing the flute and Huiyuan no longer hesitated, both nodded, and then let the man in the house come out.
And Zhou Fan was already heading towards the Mirror Palace. He didn't fly in the air, but ran to Tianjing Street and ran away with a teleportation-level movement technique.
Teleporting on the ground is much faster than flying in the sky. Now that the people from the three-way family have retreated, there is no one who can stop him on Tianjing Street.
The question now is who is faster.
Zhou Fan soon saw the mirror palace gate, which was shrouded in layers of talismans.
Some of the academy and Eunuch Ao arrived first, and the members of the three-way family also failed to attack the Yiluan Division Headquarters, so Xiao Hui was captured and all retreated into the talisman formation.
The patrol battalions of the two sides are still fighting in the streets and alleys of Shiwanfang City, but no one can take care of them for the time being.
Now grabbing the Babel has become the focus of both sides.
Zhou Fan drew his sword and slashed on the talisman formation, but all the real yuan swords and gangs were bounced back. He was not surprised. Sansan and the seventy-one princes had worked hard here, how could they be able to break through at will? .
It is very difficult to do it in a short period of time if you rely on your own strength.
It is not an easy thing to break through the layers of talisman formations that cover the sky mirror.
But fortunately, the academy and the general office of the Yiluan Division have been preparing for this. They have already sent people here to pull large-scale equipment such as attacking talismans and arrows, which will take a certain amount of time.
As long as the large equipment is pulled here, concentrate a little and keep attacking to break the formation.
Zhou Fan came here to see if anyone dared to stop them from breaking the Talisman Formation, but now that no one stopped him, he turned around and left and ran to the academy.
Isolated from the inside and outside, they can't contact Eunuch E in the palace, but even if they do, the remaining two phases and the seventy-one princes must have been on guard against Eun Gong. I'm afraid there is no way.
Now he needs to go back to the academy, help Mr. Da, and try to delay the time!