Chapter 263 The End of the Road

Chuangxing Province, a stronghold of Panjia.

In the study of the continuous mansion.

Pan Cong, the contemporary master of the Pan family, turned pale and said to the captain of the guard sitting next to him: "I met a fortune-telling master and asked to calculate my fate. At that time, I was told that there would be a catastrophe in March, two months and 28 days in a blink of an eye. This person is really exquisite in divination and has unpredictable opportunities. What he said has come true today. The general trend of the incident in the east window of my Pan family has gone. I must send away the direct son of the Pan family in secret and cannot be traced. Please give this matter to you.

The captain of the guard was named Fang Feng. Hearing the words, he said sadly, "Your Excellency, don't give up on yourself. There are tens of thousands of soldiers and countless great monks under the command of the Pan family. The adult is one of the cabinet bosses, and he is also a four-step monk. If you go with us, you are not in the imperial capital. At this time, no one can keep you, and he can't do it.

Fang Feng looked through the window and looked at the water curtain high in his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

It is the crime of the Pan family that wants to kill the main characters. With the strength shown by Bansu to kill Qingshanlou, since he has declared the Pan family's crime, the big businessman is bound to react. What's more, the Pan family's smuggling has been exposed, and the evidence is conclusive and he can't turn over. At this time, he must make a decision to escape.

It is estimated that in less than half a cup of tea time, a large number of imperial guards will surround the important stronghold of the Pan family in this province. At this time, Pan Cong, the contemporary owner of the Pan family and the emperor's humerus, is here in a precarious form.

A cold light flashed in Pan Cong's eyes and said, "Since the state's gaze has aroused, I have always felt frightened. Alas! It has been 30 years since I became a cabinet minister above 10,000 people under one person. In retrospect, it is like a big spring and autumn dream.

Feng, I have never really felt happy and satisfied in my life. I only knew how to bury the government affairs and work for the country. I was unwilling to think, why should only the people of the Xuanyuan family sit on the throne? Fengshui should also take turns to have the scenery of my family. The difference of thought will finally bury the root of today's disaster. Who will complain? Ambition buried the Pan family.

Fang Feng said, "This is the price of becoming an emperor. However, if there is no such guy as Bansu, the Pan family may not have a chance. However, I never dreamed that such a variable would appear. Skyworm? What a silkworm. It's really shocking. The power under control is really too great. The emperor of the great merchant must issue a will. Your excellency, go immediately. Don't be afraid of firewood if the green mountains are not there.

Panfeng said, "It's too late. The way to find someone is too terrible. Even a monk like the Qingshan landlord can be found, let alone others? Go quickly, take Panrong and Panshui, and go far away from the big merchants to other countries, and you can't go to the demon country. In other countries, there are industries left by the Pan family, which are buried in anonymity and retain a trace of authentic blood of our Pan family. After I break here, they will come soon.

Fang Feng's eyes were electrosied, and his sharp eyes were full of firmness. He said coldly, "It must live up to the trust of the adults. Fang Feng met the adults when he fell into trouble, received great kindness, fought for the blood of himself and his 80 people under him, and was bound to protect the family. Your excellency, since you insist on doing so, Fang can only say take care of yourself.

Pan Cong said, "Well, I can also laugh. Fang Feng, your cultivation has reached the peak of Dharma, which is the most powerful and hidden killer of my Pan family. Remember, don't avenge the old woman. Don't allow Panrong and Panshui to come back and stay away from the big business. When I'm old, leave this old bone in the big business.

Fang Feng's body shook, and he didn't say anything more. He shook his body and left here to carry out Pan Cong's order.

After a cup of tea, Pan Cong quietly drank the slightly astringent tea in the tea cup, left the study and walked to the deep courtyard. Looking at the ground of the courtyard paved with gold bricks and thinking about the glory and wealth of the past, I suddenly felt that it was really the last step of my life to go here today. However, it is a little tragic to be a man to be able to pass like this in this life.

It's not the right time to be born! Looking at the position of the water curtain that had collapsed in the sky, I felt dizzy when I thought that the young man's words decided the end of the Pan family and the giant lizard king, the head of the imperial demon association.

What kind of young man is he? Isn't it a killer sent by God to target the Pan family? There was not even time to react. If it hadn't been for leaving the imperial capital a few days ago and being in the imperial capital with the suppression of the Shanghuangding, even the final resistance would not have been possible. Panrong, Panshui, you must live well. As long as you live, the Pan family has hope to rise again.

At this moment, his heart moved and knew that someone was coming.

Pan Cong turned around and had a silver shining long gun in his hand, standing like a mountain, and coldly looking at the great eunuch Jin standing with his hands behind his back.

At this time, the chief official of the imperial guard, whose eyes were bright, tightly covered the one of the most famous man in the great business court. He slowly pulled out a bright sword from behind and held the handle of the knife in a precious place. He did not stimulate the flying sword array or stimulate the magic phase. He just held the knife high in front and pointed it to Pan Cong. Separate your feet to both sides.

This is respect for Pan Cong.

The realms are not big, and it is not very important to use magic power such as magic charms. Pure martial arts competition can better highlight their respective means.

At this time, just at noon, the sun is high and the fire feels full, but there seems to be a smell of blood. Obviously, the air is full of bad smells.

Of course, Pan Cong knew that this was the smell of overflowing after the Pan family was killed on the spot when they resisted the imperial guard.

Strong and miserable. He has long felt that this seemingly endless Panjia mansion has been surrounded by countless imperial guards. However, to his peace of mind, Fang Feng led 80 Faxiang monks secretly worshipped by the Pan family to protect Panrong, Panshui and other more than ten direct families of the Pan family who happened to be here.

As long as there is a trace of blood, the Pan family will not disappear.

Guan Jin said, "The Holy Emperor sent you a sentence. He doesn't want to see you alive, but for the sake of your efforts for the country for many years, as long as you can defeat me, he will let you live. Otherwise, he will leave your life here."

Pan Cong was not affected by his words at all. After receiving the long gun, the tip of the gun was exposed and smiled calmly: "If you have the ability, come and take my head. Unexpectedly, it shocked the director of the imperial scale guard? At the last moment of my life, it is a great honor for a monk to be able to compete with the chief director, and his death is glorious. Thank you for your kindness."

Guan Jin said indifferently, "Since you are stubborn, I can only give you a ride, and you must try your best to fight back. What means do you use? I will use it. You use it. You use it. You use spiritual charms. There are many in my hands. If you only rely on martial arts, I will accompany you, and the way of duel is up to you.

Pan Cong laughed and said, "'Silver-browed tyrant' official Jin is indeed an interesting figure. It is said that you have been closed. Today, when you suddenly appear, you must understand something. It is estimated that the cultivation of hundreds of feet of poles has gone further, which may not be much inferior to the crown owner. What kind of method I use is natural to do whatever you.

Anyway, today, I regard it as the last performance in my life. Since ancient times, the winner has been the prince and the loser. I have had enough of the Holy Emperor's lackey. If I want to replace it, I can't do anything, and I still have a grudge against such a freak like Bansu. This can only be said that it is of bad luck. Please tell the Holy Emperor that everything is my official's idea. Please don't be too ruthless and let go of some of the children of the Pan family. They can't make waves.

Guan Jin said coldly: "The Holy Emperor has made his own decision on this matter. Although the Holy Emperor is decisive to kill, he is not a cold-blooded tyrant. He will leave a trace of life for the Pan family at his discretion. He only hopes that the living people of the Pan family will cherish their lives, stay away from big merchants, and stop acting nonsense, otherwise, no one can save them."

The sword suddenly trembled gently and made a terrible sound.

Pan Cong looked up to the sky with a long smile, returned to the chest of the gun, pointed to Guan Jin, and made mysterious changes under his feet at the same time, shaking in a strange way. In the body, the Pan family's blessing secret art 'Pan Snake King' has been activated, and its cultivation has soared dozens of times, which is extremely horrible.

Guan Jin stimulated the secret art at the same time, and his cultivation rose. Sure enough, Pan Cong used what means he used.

Guan Jin wanted to kill this tenacious opponent in a lightningly way, but Pan Cong's long gun implied a wonderful meaning and blocked his way forward, which made him feel a dilemma. Pan Jin laughed. At this time, he knew that Pan Cong, known as the master of martial arts, was really extraordinary. He immediately changed his tactics, as if he had nowhere to focus, inadvertently cut it out with a knife, as if slowly handed it to Pan Cong.

Pan Cong was shocked all over and hurriedly floated back several feet, and his face was shocked. He had long predicted that with the ability of Guan Jin, he would be able to see through the reality of his move, find where he was killed, and if he attacked it, he would be saved. He had planned the changes in the subsequent move and forced Guan Jin not dared to attack. However, Guan Jin's move was unexpected, not only the swordsmanship, but also the impact of the soul.

With the contact between the knife gas and the long gun, Guan Jin sent a knife that wanted to kill the sky into Pan Cong's sea of knowledge. Pan Cong's unparalleled impact shock was about to crack, and Pan Cong's ability also felt unbearable.

Pan Cong barely stood firm, Zhenyuan stood still, and his body was straight. He said solemnly, "Your Excellency, it's really powerful, but it's not enough to cut off someone's head with this knife."

Guan Jin smiled and said in a voice, "This is just the first move. During this period of isolation, I have realized my own artistic conception of knife skills. It's really lucky to be able to try with a master like Lord Pan."

Pan Cong laughed and said, "Well, it's someone's luck to be able to learn such a knife trick. Please, Pan wants to see what the second move is mysterious."

Guan Jin smiled and said no, moved his hand up, and instantly raised his sword, across his head, indicating that he was going to attack.

This is the unique attack technique of this set of knives. The attack angle is unpredictable and unpredictable.

Guan Jin breathed in a strange way, raised the energy to the limit, and listened carefully to the operation of the opponent's Zhenyuan. As long as the other party could not stand the influence of the knife, there was a little psychological panic, which was when he made a second move.

Pan Cong's eyes are solemn, staring at the other party, and he doesn't even dare to blink his eyelids, turning into a stubborn stone. The two confronted each other with a lot of incense, and there was no flaw in momentum.

Suddenly, Pan Cong started his hand, and the tip of the gun was aimed at Zheng Guanjin's throat, which stimulated the blade and powerful murderous spirit, and rushed straight to Guan Jin.

He did not find the gap of Guan Jin and take advantage of the situation. The problem is that he can't stand the oppression of Guan Jin's momentum. In comparison, Guan Jin is better. Only by grabbing the first hand can he hope to beat Guan Jin. He can only take the main attack.

Of course, Guan Jin understood his situation and shouted loudly. The sword flashed. When he appeared again, he had turned into a sword spirit and hit the long gun fired by Pan Cong. This set of knives has the ability to combine reality. Obviously, the situation in the eyes may be a phantom. This kind of knife skill has reached the limit of martial arts. The weapons touched each other and made a firecracker-like explosion. The two hummed at the same time and retreated more than a dozen steps each.

In terms of skills, Guan Jin is more profound. He withdrew from eleven steps, and Pan Cong withdrew thirteen steps. The master competed, and there was a gap, not to mention the difference of two steps?

Guan Jin shouted, "Good shooting!"

Pan Cong laughed and changed direction. Suddenly, he felt something different. The long gun stabbed violently, and the sword spirit of the sword that came from the head appeared out of thin air. He didn't see the knife spirit coming from there. He was purely a master's intuition and subconsciously attacked.

Peng!

Pan Cong finally became hasty and was rushed by the invincible knife, and had to retreat quickly.

The official brocade's body is shone, and his light skills are extremely terrible, and he is chased.

Pan Cong touched the ground and immediately opened a long gun to sweep and protect himself.

Gunjin's strange light skills are particularly powerful. There are remnants everywhere in the movement. Those who are not good enough will only see this kind of body method, and they will have a psychological breakdown.

Pan Cong fought in his life and found for the first time that he was about to lose confidence.

Guan Jin has been promoted to the extreme of Dao Dao. In the case of not using magic, it is difficult to defeat him with martial arts. At this moment, Guan Jin felt that he was winning. Even if there was a mountain standing in front of him, he was confident to break it.

Pan Cong's rich combat experience has played a great role. Even if he falls into the wind, there are still endless ways to fight back. He knows that he must not let this knife method continue to accumulate knife momentum. With a long roar, the long gun has created tens of thousands of stormy phantoms, and the blades across the world turned into the sea, and he wants to devour the official brocade.

Guan Jinchang smiled and said, "Okay, that's it's fun." The sword suddenly turned into a boundless illusion and snatched into the sea of guns covered with space.

Pan Cong snorted coldly, and countless phantoms synthesized a shot, which was like thunder and lightning, and the unlimited shooting skills had the power of ghosts and gods to avoid.

Guan Jin didn't care at all. The sword flashed and accurately hit the tip of the gun in the shadow.

Pan Cong vomited blood and retreated ten steps. He gritted his teeth. Burning life and blood, long guns, falling in the sky, overwhelmingly killing Guanjin.

With the ability of officials, under the full attack of Pan Cong and other masters, they can only temporarily take a defensive position. I saw the sword burst out of boundless knife light, and every time it appeared, it was just right to block the delicate blade piercing. After a few breaths, the knife offensive is getting faster and faster.

The disk is smart and white, and the power of this knife method is all about its unpredictable moves and speed. With a knife, its speed can be fast and slow, and even the feeling of light and heavy can change a thousand times in a short distance, just as terrible as his body. The combination of knife skill and light kung fu body skill finally became this unparalleled knife skill, and it was too difficult to defeat him.

Pan Cong tried his best and barely hit the other party's knife. The wind suddenly sounded ahead. Pan Cong didn't even have time to take a look, and the long gun and lightning stabbed forward. But it stabbed in the air. Knowing that it was not good, he hurriedly retreated, and the cold had been killed.

At this dangerous moment, Pan Cong was not afraid, howled, stabbed in the opposite direction with a long gun, and his domineering spirit did not diminish. The weapons collided again, but several knives had bypassed the long gun defense and cut across Pan Cong's neck.

Guan Jin stepped back a few steps and stood on the ground. The posture of holding the knife remained unchanged, but the blade was stained with blood and fell on the gold bricks.

Pan Cong's gunmanship has been broken by Guan Jin, and a wisp of red line appeared in his neck. He did not inspire the magic phase and did not use spiritual charms. He just relied on the immersion of martial arts** and Guan Jin to complete the final battle and die.

He knew that it was useless to stimulate the magic phase. Although he came into contact with a trace of shadow in the field of heaven and earth, the magic phase of Guanjin is absolutely stronger, and the death of spells and magic phases is faster. On the contrary, pure martial arts duel may still have a glimmer of life. But at this time, it has been understood that this line of vitality has also been cut off.

"Holy Emperor, I... I hope you don't kill me..." Pan Cong spit out a few words with difficulty, poo! Red blood rushed, fell to the ground, and red soaked with gold bricks.

A dream of wealth and prosperity.

Guan Jin slowly withdrew his sword and spit out several mouthfuls of blood. Pan Cong is the world's famous martial arts master. The shooting method handed down by the Pan family is boundless. The Pan family's secret snake Wang Kang is even more powerful. Pan Cong had at least 30 times more powerful before. If Guan Jin hadn't had a stronger blessing secret skill, no one would have lay down at this time.

Woth!

Countless imperial guards poured into here, reporting that more than a dozen major personnel such as Panrong Panshui were not there and could not be found everywhere.

Guan Jin looked at Pan Cong, who was holding a long gun when he was dying in a pool of blood, and ordered him not to chase and kill the remnants of the Pan family. Thinking about it, he would not care about those little shrimps. The first evil is dead, what else can be pursued?

Almost at the same time, the behind-the-scenes giant lizard king of the demon king of the demon kingdom demon king was personally killed by the demon emperor spread all over the world. Bansu was only sentenced, and naturally someone was executed for him.

From then on, he has a position above the world, but he will never dominate this position.

The Pan family betrays the nation. This is a traitor to the nation. It must be eradicated. It can be ambitious, but it can't be a traitor to the nation. Otherwise, there will be such a variable.

And the Giant Lizard Mountain naturally became a piece of scorched earth. The demon emperor was angry and the blood flowed.

The world is creepy.