Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 220 Sun Yanwan, return my Ice Silkworm Fan
Xiximuli was on the prairie, like a groundhog, constantly rummaging and picking up things. As he looked at the various jewelry he had picked up in his arms, the beard on his face trembled. This was the first time he felt so happy since he met Sun Yanwan.

However, as he was searching, he suddenly realized that he was almost killed by Sun Yanwan again. That team did have endless wealth, but the team was full of masters. Giatana alone was enough to kill the two of them seventy or eighty times. How could this lead him to make a fortune that could rival a country?

This is definitely a trap that will set him up for death.

Xiximuli was carrying more than a dozen pieces of jewelry that were hard to find in the world and of inestimable value. Suddenly, he felt overwhelmed with sadness. How could he not even know the way on the prairie?

Sun Yanwan let out a long breath. The shock from Giatana's attacks had completely healed him, and his Qi had reached its peak. He rolled over and heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. With a fierce anger in his heart, he thought to himself, "If I can't defeat the Grandmaster, how many ordinary horse riders can I kill?"

He used his lightness skills to rush forward, and repeated the same trick, burying himself on the path that the cavalry had to pass. Although there was no Xiximuli to cover him with soil, it was already dark at this time. Although there was bright moonlight and stars on the prairie, it was not necessary to wait until daytime, and he could not be discovered in a hurry.

As the fierce horsemen hurried past, people kept shouting, and some even shot arrows at anything they spotted. The tribes on the grasslands had experience chasing enemies and searching for prey, so if they used their tricks, even a rabbit would be captured alive by these unparalleled grassland warriors.

A warrior riding a fierce horse was passing by a patch of grass when a figure appeared on the ground and stuck to his back like a snake. He said nothing, lowered his head, and remained motionless.

The man behind him moved very quickly. In a short while, he had taken off his leather armor, put it on himself, changed his weapon, bent his bow and arrow, and shot a horseman dozens of steps away to death with one arrow.

It was already midnight, and this group of cavalry had spread out far away in search. Only after Sun Yanwan shot and killed five of them did some people become alert and start shouting loudly.

The alert man shouted twice before he was shot down by Sun Yanwan with an arrow. The fierce horse riders reacted immediately. They had hit the enemy. The grassland was suddenly filled with the sound of horse hooves. The fierce horse riders moved towards one place. The masters who followed the team also kept patrolling, trying to find out the hidden enemies.

In an instant, dozens of cavalrymen gathered together, showing the posture of the strongest soldiers in the world. The three masters in the lead shouted several times and led their men to search slowly.

Suddenly, a rider on a fierce horse stiffened and slowly fell off his horse.

A fifth-rank expert led the team and rushed over to check. He reached out and saw that his men were already dead. The fatal injury was a heavy blow to the ribs, and his internal organs had been shattered by the fierce force of the external martial arts. He was horrified and suddenly realized that the murderer had infiltrated the team...

This was his last thought in his life. This military general of the Northern Yan royal court had fought bravely on the battlefield all his life and was also known for his bravery, but he only heard someone sighing softly in his ear. He was hit on the back and immediately died, just like his dead subordinates, with his internal organs shattered.

After killing the people, Sun Yanwan immediately drew his sword, and with the three spirits and two blades, he chopped off seven heads in an instant. Before the other two leading masters pounced on him, he had already used his lightness skills to escape in the night.

Narenzhaya and Jiatana stayed on the prairie for a while. Narenzhaya had no intention of taking action, but Jiatana went out seven or eight times. She heard several times that she had found Sun Yanwan's whereabouts, but when she rushed over, Sun Yanwan had disappeared without a trace.

The innate master sent out had also discovered Sun Yanwan once, but after fighting for more than ten moves, he was able to escape calmly. When Giatana learned about it later, she was so angry that she scolded the innate master.

Sun Yanwan took a deep breath and emerged from the water. He looked around and saw no one, so he walked onto the shore.

The first time he jumped into the river, he escaped from Giatana's hands and never left the river again.

Sun Yanwan stripped off his wet clothes and found his hidden armor in the bushes. He quickly changed into leather armor suitable for riding a fierce horse. He hid the Ice Silkworm Treasure Fan in his arms and wore the Spiritual Xi around his waist. He had no choice but to wrap the Three Souls Two-Edged Sword in a cloth and hang it on his back. He originally didn't like wearing the Spiritual Xi around his waist. Although it was convenient to carry, it would slow him down and restrict his sword-drawing posture. But now, to avoid being exposed, he had no choice but to do it this way.

Sun Yanwan grabbed the saber he used for riding a wild horse and the bow and arrow he had robbed, and suddenly felt a sense of heroism in his heart.

He had killed over a hundred Fiery Horse Riders and seven or eight generals from the Northern Yan royal court. These fifth or sixth rank generals would be fierce warriors who could kill generals and seize flags in the army, but they were just cannon fodder in the fight with the martial arts masters.

A powerful voice suddenly came from afar, calling out, "Sun Yanwan, return my Ice Silkworm Fan."

Sun Yanwan paused slightly as he held the saber, startled. He thought to himself, "Fannajiaer? Why did he come here again?"

He didn't know that Si Kuli, the disciple from the Great Snow Mountain, learned that Sun Yanwan was there, and immediately sent someone back to the Great Snow Mountain to pass on the message. When Fana Jiaer received the news, he immediately caught up with the wedding procession and joined the search.

For Fannajiaer, it doesn’t matter whether Sun Yanwan is killed or not, the Ice Silkworm Fan must be retrieved.

He was nearly driven crazy by his master recently, and Baoyin Fanzhe suddenly asked him to return the treasure fan, thinking that he was not worthy of using this weapon.

If this incident had not happened, he also planned to go to Dalang to find Sun Yanwan to get this magic weapon back.

Sun Yanwan didn't move. After a while, Fannajiaer's voice came closer, shouting, "Sun Yanwan, return my Ice Silkworm Fan."

Only then did he confirm that this young man from the grassland could actually locate him.

Sun Yanwan hurriedly looked up. There was only a goshawk soaring in the sky, no other birds. He soon noticed that the hawk's flight was a bit strange, circling around his head. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Fannajiaer relied on this flat-haired beast to find me, right?"

"But how can this flat-haired beast recognize people?"

"Well, I was overthinking it. I had to find someone. No matter who it was, I was the only one around here, so I was targeted."

Birds have very low intelligence. Even if they are born with different species and are trained by masters, there will not be much they can do.

Sun Yanwan watched for a while, and was sure that the goshawk would definitely not tell Fanna Jiaer that he was going to ambush him later. He found a flat place, sank into the ground again, and gathered some long grass, ready to give this disciple of the Great Snow Mountain a surprise.

Fannajiaer used his lightness skills and stared at the hawk in the sky, and soon found the place where Sun Yan landed at night.

(End of this chapter)