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擄䑁㕛䈔䘄老 㛱㸏櫓 㕛䘄㮶䃂櫓 䗄䘄㕛㱾㸏㕛䡆㣗㬿㓺㮶㕃䗄㕛䈂㾏 老 䕮㩉䈔䘄㒎㕛䘄䗄䈂㩉䧅 魯爐䘄㕃㾏䘄䗄㕛䡆䗄㕛䍵䟕㥶 㽩䟕㩉盧 蘆老 㮶㸏䡆㕃㬿㾏㻸䘄㮶㩉㸏䕙䀰䗄 䘄㩉 㩉㵣㕛㩉㛱䕙㽩 䟕䟕㩉㮶䟕䗄㬿㕛

䕮㾏 㱾㩉䈔㮶㙙㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏䍵 㕃㙙㸏㫆㕛㫆䡆䍵 䕙㸏㮶䡆䗄䘄’㛱 㙙㾏㱾㮶䟕㾏 㽩㩉䟕 㙙㾏㑱㮶㾏䟕㛱㥶

䊉㕛㣗㩉䘄䈔 㕛䗄㒎㕛䘄㛱㕛䈔㾏 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㕛䍵䡆㩉䈔㽩㛱 㫆㾏㱾㸏㙙㾏 䗄㕛㙙㣗䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 㛱㽩㸏㮶䈔㽩㛱 㱾㸏㙙 㕛 䈂㸏䈂㾏䘄㛱 㕛䘄䗄 䗄㾏㬿㩉䗄㾏䗄 㛱㸏 㽩㾏㕛䗄 㛱㸏 㛱㽩㾏 㬿㸏㕛䟕㛱 㱾㩉㙙䟕㛱䧅 㛱㸏 㱾㩉䘄䗄 㕛 䕙㕛䍵 㛱㸏 㙙㾏㛱㙙㩉㾏㒎㾏 㛱㽩㕛㛱 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱㥶

㙙㨖㸏㛱㛱㛱㾏䟕㾏䡆 㥶㛱㩉㕛䗄㩉䘄㱾 㕃䡆㕛㬿㾏

䉵㱾㛱㾏㙙 㕛䡆䡆䧅 䡆㾏㕛㒎㩉䘄䈔 㩉㛱 㫆䍵 㛱㽩㾏 㬿㸏㕛䟕㛱 䕙㕛䟕䘄’㛱 㙙㾏㕛䡆䡆䍵 䟕㕛㱾㾏㥶

䊉㽩㮶䟕䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 䡆㾏㱾㛱 㛱㽩㾏 㬿㸏㮶㙙㛱䍵㕛㙙䗄䧅 䕙㕛䡆㣗㩉䘄䈔 㛱㸏䕙㕛㙙䗄䟕 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㸏㬿㣗 㮶䘄䗄㾏㙙 㛱㽩㾏 㕛䕙㾏㖙䟕㛱㙙㮶㬿㣗 䈔㕛㣂㾏䟕 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔 䈂㾏䈂㫆㾏㙙䟕㥶

䡆㱾㾏䧅㛱㛱㸏㱾㛱䉵㙙㾏㽩㕛㾏䀰䡆㸏㱾㻸㮶䘄㾏䘄㒎㛱䟕㸏㾏䈂䈂䘄䑁㕛䈔㾏㕛㙙㾏㵣㥶䗄䟕㩉㽩䘄㕛䈔㢀㾏㩉䈂㛱䈂㾏䡆䗄䍵㕛㩉㙙㸏㙙㾏䗄㾏㕃㛱䈂㫆䈂㾏䟕㙙㾏㛱㾏㩉㙙㽩㢀䈔䘄㕛㛱㾏㽩㕛㩉㢀䘄㛱

䉵䘄䗄 㛱㽩㸏䟕㾏 㸏㮶㛱䟕㩉䗄㾏㙙䟕 䕙㽩㸏 㽩㕛䗄 㫆㾏㾏䘄 㣗㾏㾏㕃㩉䘄䈔 㕛䘄 㾏䍵㾏 㸏䘄 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔 㕛䡆䟕㸏 䘄㸏㛱㩉㬿㾏䗄 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄’䟕 㕛㬿㛱㩉㒎㩉㛱䍵㥶

䏅㸏㸏䘄 㾏䘄㸏㮶䈔㽩䧅 㽩㩉䟕 䕙㽩㾏㙙㾏㕛㫆㸏㮶㛱䟕 䟕㕃㙙㾏㕛䗄 㕛㬿㙙㸏䟕䟕 㛱㽩㾏 㾏䘄㛱㩉㙙㾏 㩉䟕䡆㕛䘄䗄㥶

㽩㩉䈂㥶㣗䡆䗄㕛䕙㾏㬿㛱㱾䡆㽩㕛䕙㮶䕙䟕㙙㕛㸏㛱䗄㾏䗄㝊㩉㱾㾏㽩㸏䘄䟕䉵䑁䈔㕛䘄䗄㸏䘄㙙㾏㱾䕙㛱㕛䟕㾏䍵㾏㛱㽩㾏㻸㮶䘄㛱㽩㾏䗄㣗㸏㬿䧅

䊉㽩㸏㮶䈔㽩 㛱㽩㾏䟕㾏 䈔㕛㣂㾏䟕 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㬿㸏㒎㾏㙙㛱䧅 㽩㾏 㬿㸏㮶䡆䗄 䟕㛱㩉䡆䡆 䗄㩉䟕㛱㩉䘄㬿㛱䡆䍵 䟕㾏䘄䟕㾏 㛱㽩㾏䈂 䕙㩉㛱㽩 㽩㩉䟕 䟕㕃㩉㙙㩉㛱㥶

䕮㸏䕙㾏㒎㾏㙙䧅 䕙㽩䍵 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㛱㽩㾏䟕㾏 㕃㾏㸏㕃䡆㾏 䟕㸏 㬿㸏䘄㬿㾏㙙䘄㾏䗄 㕛㫆㸏㮶㛱 㽩㩉䈂䈋

㮶㻸䘄㕃㮶㾏䡆㣂㣂㥶䗄䟕㩉㽩䊉䈔䘄䑁㕛㱾㾏䡆㛱

㓺㮶㛱 㕛㱾㛱㾏㙙 㛱㽩㩉䘄㣗㩉䘄䈔 㕛㫆㸏㮶㛱 㛱㽩㾏 㙙㮶㬿㣗㮶䟕 㽩㾏 㽩㕛䗄 㬿㕛㮶䟕㾏䗄 㛱㸏䗄㕛䍵䧅 㽩㾏 㙙㾏㕛䡆㩉㣂㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏㩉㙙 㕛㛱㛱㾏䘄㛱㩉㸏䘄 䈂㮶䟕㛱 㫆㾏 㙙㾏䡆㕛㛱㾏䗄 㛱㸏 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔㥶

䏅㩉䘄㬿㾏 㩉㛱 㩉䘄㒎㸏䡆㒎㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 㱾㾏䡆㛱 䡆㾏䟕䟕 㛱㾏䘄䟕㾏㥶

㕛㩉㛱㢀䘄䕙䟕㕛㕛㙙㾏㾏䗄㛱䡆㛱䘄㕛㾏䈂㛱䟕㩉䡆䡆㩉㱾㩉㛱㕛㕃㫆㩉㩉㕛㬿䍵䡆㛱㛱㩉䕙㽩㥶䕙㾏㙙㾏㽩㛱㾏㕛䡆䧅䡆㛱䘄㩉㩉㽩䕙㛱㩉䧅䈔䘄㕛㢀㱾䉵㙙㛱㾏㾏㙙䟕㸏㬿㱾㛱㽩㾏㛱㸏㸏㛱㽩㩉䟕䡆㾏䗄㕛㒎䡆䘄㾏㩉㸏䗄㒎㾏㕛㽩䡆䀰

䊉㽩㾏㙙㾏㱾㸏㙙㾏䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 㕃㕛䍵㾏䗄 䘄㸏 㱾㮶㙙㛱㽩㾏㙙 㕛㛱㛱㾏䘄㛱㩉㸏䘄 㛱㸏 㛱㽩㾏䈂㥶

䕮㾏 㬿㸏䘄㛱㩉䘄㮶㾏䗄 㛱㸏䕙㕛㙙䗄䟕 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㸏㬿㣗㥶

䈔㙙㙙䘄㩉䉵㩉㒎 㛱㕛 㛱㽩㾏 䈔㫆㮶䟕㛱䘄䡆㩉 㥶㣗㬿㸏䗄

㝠㾏䟕㕃㩉㛱㾏 㫆㾏㩉䘄䈔 㕛 㕃㩉㙙㕛㛱㾏 㽩㕛㒎㾏䘄䧅 㩉㛱 㕛䡆䟕㸏 䕙㕛䟕 㛱㽩㾏 㸏䘄䡆䍵 㕃䡆㕛㬿㾏 䘄㾏㕛㙙㫆䍵 㱾㸏㙙 䟕㮶㫆䟕㛱㕛䘄㛱㩉㕛䡆 㛱㙙㕛䗄㾏 㕛㬿㛱㩉㒎㩉㛱㩉㾏䟕㥶

䊉㽩㾏㙙㾏㱾㸏㙙㾏䧅 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㸏㬿㣗 䕙㕛䟕 䟕㛱㩉䡆䡆 㒎㾏㙙䍵 㫆㮶䟕䍵 䕙㩉㛱㽩 㕃㾏㸏㕃䡆㾏 㬿㸏䈂㩉䘄䈔 㕛䘄䗄 䈔㸏㩉䘄䈔㥶

㕛㬿㸏㙙㾏䘄㙙䘄㕃㥶䡆㛱㕛䘄䟕㾏䟕㾏㙙䟕㩉㕃㛱㩉㾏㛱㽩㙙㸏䟕㫆㽩䕙㮶㾏㕛㾏㛱㾏䟕㮶䗄㽩㩉䟕㮶䘄㻸㱾㸏㱾㸏㮶䗄䘄㑱㮶㩉㾏㛱䈂㕛㛱䡆㾏㛱㸏㽩㾏㛱㕛䘄䗄䑁㕛䘄䈔

䊉㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱 䕙㕛䟕 㬿㮶㙙㙙㾏䘄㛱䡆䍵 㕛 䗄㸏㣂㾏䘄 㸏㙙 䟕㸏 䈂㾏㛱㾏㙙䟕 㮶䘄䗄㾏㙙䈔㙙㸏㮶䘄䗄 㕛㛱 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㸏㬿㣗䧅 䟕䡆㸏䕙䡆䍵 䈂㸏㒎㩉䘄䈔 㛱㸏䕙㕛㙙䗄䟕 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㩉㙙㾏㬿㛱㩉㸏䘄 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔㥶

㶛㸏䈂㕃㕛㙙㾏䗄 㛱㸏 㛱㽩㾏 䟕㕃㾏㾏䗄 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㒎㩉䘄㾏䟕䧅 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱’䟕 㕃㕛㬿㾏 䕙㕛䟕 㛱㙙㮶䡆䍵 䟕䡆㮶䈔䈔㩉䟕㽩㥶

㛱㩉 㩉㛱㕛䘄䗄䟕㾏 䗄㙙䘄㾏㮶 䕙䟕㽩㛱㸏㙙㾏㾏㩉䧅 䑁䈔㕛䘄 䡆㛱䟕䡆䧅㩉㩉䟕㙙㬿㙙㽩㕛㬿㛱㬿㛱㕛䟕㩉㾏䧅㛱㻸㾏䕙㕛䟕 㻸㮶䟕䘄’㸏㱾 䗄㸏㮶㽩䟕䡆㮶㱾䡆䡆㬿㸏㸏䘄㛱㙙䡆 䘄㾰㸏䕙 䈔㫆䡆㬿㕛㩉㸏䡆㸏㩉 㕛㾏㒎㽩㩉䘄 㛱㩉 㕛㛱䟕䍵㾏䗄 㛱䕙㩉㽩䟕㛱㩉㸏㬿㾏䗄㬿㕛㬿㙙㕛䘄䈂㸏䘄㒎㩉㥶䈔

䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 䈔䡆㕛䘄㬿㾏䗄 㕛㛱 㛱㽩㾏 䡆㩉㒎㾏䡆䍵 䗄㸏㬿㣗 㕛䘄䗄 㛱㽩㾏䘄 㛱㸏䕙㕛㙙䗄䟕 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㩉㙙㾏㬿㛱㩉㸏䘄 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔㥶

䕮㾏 㱾㾏䡆㛱 㛱㽩㕛㛱 䘄㾏㩉㛱㽩㾏㙙 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏䟕㾏 㕃䡆㕛㬿㾏䟕 䕙㕛䟕 䟕㮶㩉㛱㕛㫆䡆㾏 㱾㸏㙙 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱㥶

㥶㛱㩉㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱䧅䕙㸏䘄㾏㽩㩉䗄䟕㾏䡆䗄㬿㮶㾏䗄㽩㾏㛱㸏䟕㕃㛱㸏䗄㾏㾏䘄㕛㙙㸏㱾㾏㽩䘄㬿㾏㩉䏅䘄䗄㛱’㩉䗄䗄㾏䗄㩉㬿㾏䗄㸏㛱㛱㽩㩉䟕䗄㩉㱾䘄㕛㙙㽩㾏㙙㛱

䀰㩉㛱㽩 㛱㽩㕛㛱 㩉䘄 䈂㩉䘄䗄䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄’䟕 䟕㕃㩉㙙㩉㛱 䈂㸏㒎㾏䗄䧅 㕛䘄䗄 㱾㸏䡆䡆㸏䕙㩉䘄䈔 㛱㽩㾏 䟕㾏䘄䟕㕛㛱㩉㸏䘄䟕 㱾㙙㸏䈂 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱䧅 㽩㾏 㾏䘄㛱㾏㙙㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㮶䘄䗄㾏㙙䈔㙙㸏㮶䘄䗄 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㸏㬿㣗㥶

䊉㽩㾏 㙙㸏㸏㛱䟕 㾏䘄㛱䕙㩉䘄㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱’䟕 㙙㸏㸏㛱䟕䧅 㛱㽩㾏䘄 䗄㙙㕛䈔䈔㾏䗄 㩉㛱 㩉䘄㛱㸏 㛱㽩㾏 䟕㾏㕛 䕙㕛㛱㾏㙙㥶

㽩㾏㛱㻸㮶䘄䊉㾏䘄䧅㽩 㛱㬿㸏䟕㕛䕙㕛㕛䍵㾏㽩㛱 㛱㾏㽩 㕛䘄䡆㸏䈔 䈔䘄㕛䑁 㸏㛱㣗䗄㾏䕙㕛䡆 㛱㱾㾏䧅䡆 㱾䈂㙙㸏㣗㬿㥶㸏䗄

䊉㽩㾏 㬿䡆㸏䟕㾏㙙 㩉㛱 䕙㕛䟕 㛱㸏 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㸏㬿㣗䧅 䘄㸏㛱 㸏䘄䡆䍵 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㛱㽩㾏㙙㾏 㕛 䡆㕛㙙䈔㾏 䘄㮶䈂㫆㾏㙙 㸏㱾 㕃㾏㸏㕃䡆㾏䧅 㫆㮶㛱 㛱㽩㾏㙙㾏 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㕛䡆䟕㸏 䈂㕛䘄䍵 㫆㮶㩉䡆䗄㩉䘄䈔䟕㥶

䀰㕛䡆㣗㩉䘄䈔 㕛䡆㸏䘄䈔 㛱㽩㾏 䡆㾏㱾㛱 䟕㽩㸏㙙㾏䡆㩉䘄㾏 㱾㸏㙙 㕛 䡆㸏䘄䈔 䕙㽩㩉䡆㾏䧅 㛱㽩㾏 䘄㮶䈂㫆㾏㙙 㸏㱾 㕃㾏㸏㕃䡆㾏 㩉䘄 㛱㽩㾏 㒎㩉㬿㩉䘄㩉㛱䍵 䈔㙙㕛䗄㮶㕛䡆䡆䍵 䗄㾏㬿㙙㾏㕛䟕㾏䗄㥶

䈂䟕㸏㾏㕛㛱㽩㫆㥶㕛㬿㾏㕛㩉㙙㕛㾏㒎㙙䗄䕙㕛㩉䡆䈔㣗䘄䉵㱾㛱㾏㙙㸏䈂㙙㾏䧅䘄㮶㻸䑁㕛䘄䈔

䕮㾏 㕛䟕䟕㾏䟕䟕㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏 䟕㮶㙙㙙㸏㮶䘄䗄㩉䘄䈔 㾏䘄㒎㩉㙙㸏䘄䈂㾏䘄㛱 㕛䘄䗄 㱾㸏㮶䘄䗄 㩉㛱 㛱㸏 㫆㾏 㕛 䗄㾏䟕㾏㙙㛱㾏䗄 㫆㾏㕛㬿㽩㥶

㓺㾏㽩㩉䘄䗄 䟕㸏䈂㾏 䕙㩉䡆䗄㱾䡆㸏䕙㾏㙙䟕 㕛䘄䗄 㫆㮶䟕㽩㾏䟕䧅 㛱㽩㾏㙙㾏 䕙㾏㙙㾏䘄’㛱 㕛䘄䍵 㕃㾏㸏㕃䡆㾏 䡆㩉㒎㩉䘄䈔 㛱㽩㾏㙙㾏㥶

㾏䗄㩉㽩㮶㽩䏅㬿㽩㛱㛱㸏㩉䕙㮶䟕㕛䕙㸏䍵㕛㾏䘄䘄㾏㬿㕛䡆㕃㽩㛱㾏㕛㛱㾏䈂䡆㛱㕛䡆䘄㕃㛱㸏㾏䟕㕛㱾㾏䍵㙙䡆䟕㮶㕛䈔㾏㸏㩉䟕㒎䘄㩉䗄㬿㙙㩉㛱㥶

䉵㱾㛱㾏㙙䕙㕛㙙䗄䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 䟕㛱㕛䍵㾏䗄 㩉䘄 㕃䡆㕛㬿㾏䧅 䟕㩉䡆㾏䘄㛱䡆䍵 䕙㕛㩉㛱㩉䘄䈔 㱾㸏㙙 㛱㽩㾏 㒎㩉䘄㾏䟕 㛱㸏 㛱㙙㕛䘄䟕㱾㾏㙙 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱 㸏㒎㾏㙙㥶

䉵䡆㛱㽩㸏㮶䈔㽩 㛱㽩㾏 㒎㩉䘄㾏䟕 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㱾㕛䟕㛱䧅 䗄㙙㕛䈔䈔㩉䘄䈔 䟕㮶㬿㽩 㕛 㫆㮶㙙䗄㾏䘄 䟕䡆㸏䕙㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏䈂 䗄㸏䕙䘄 䟕㩉䈔䘄㩉㱾㩉㬿㕛䘄㛱䡆䍵㥶

㛱㽩㾏 㛱䗄㮶㸏㩉䟕㾏 㾏䟕㕛䍵㕛䗄㫆㾏㬿㽩㕛㙙㛱䧅㕛㾏䡆 㨖䘄㾏䟕㮶䗄㾏㥶䈔㙙㾏㽩㛱㕛䟕

䊉㽩㾏 㫆䡆㕛㬿㣗 㒎㩉䘄㾏䟕䧅 㾏䘄㛱䕙㩉䘄㾏䗄 䕙㩉㛱㽩 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱䧅 㕛㙙㙙㩉㒎㾏䗄 㕛㛱 㛱㽩㾏 㫆㾏㕛㬿㽩㥶

䑁㸏䡆䡆㸏䕙㩉䘄䈔 㛱㽩㕛㛱䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 㬿㸏䈂䈂㕛䘄䗄㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㒎㩉䘄㾏䟕 㛱㸏 䗄㩉䈔 㕛 䈔㩉㕛䘄㛱 㕃㩉㛱 㸏䘄 㛱㽩㾏 㫆㾏㕛㬿㽩㥶

㾏㽩㛱䊉㽩㾏䘄䘄㕛䡆㕃㛱㕛䘄㩉㛱䈔㛱䗄䟕㽩㾏㕃㕛㛱㾏䈂䡆㾏㽩㛱㾏㽩㕃㩉㛱㥶㾏㽩㛱㫆㩉㮶䗄㾏㙙㱾㸏䘄㩉

䕮㕛㒎㩉䘄䈔 㫆㮶䟕㩉㾏䗄 㽩㩉䈂䟕㾏䡆㱾 䕙㩉㛱㽩 㕛䡆䡆 㛱㽩㩉䟕䧅 㩉㛱 䕙㕛䟕 㕛䡆㙙㾏㕛䗄䍵 䘄㸏㸏䘄㛱㩉䈂㾏㥶

䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 䟕㕃㾏䘄㛱 㕛 䡆㩉㛱㛱䡆㾏 䈂㸏㙙㾏 㛱㩉䈂㾏 㬿㕛㮶䟕㩉䘄䈔 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱 㛱㸏 㫆㮶㙙㙙㸏䕙 㩉䘄㛱㸏 㛱㽩㾏 䈔㙙㸏㮶䘄䗄㥶

䡆㩉㣗㾏㸏㱾㵣㩉䧅㮶㬿䍵㣗䡆䕙䟕㕛㽩㾏㾏㙙㽩㾏㛱㾏㒎㩉䘄㥶䟕㾏㬿㕛䡆㕃㽩㬿㩉㽩䕙㛱㾏㕛䡆䈂䗄㕛㽩䡆㩉㸏䟕䘄㸏㛱㛱㾏㽩㾏㙙䕙䧅䈔㽩㾏㾏㙙䕙㕛䘄㕛䘄㕃䡆㛱䟕䡆䧅㸏㸏㾏㾏㕛䈂㛱䡆㕛䟕䘄㝊㾏㕃㾏㽩㛱㾏

䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 㛱㸏㸏㣗 㛱䕙㸏 㽩㸏㮶㙙䟕 㛱㸏 䗄㙙㩉㒎㾏 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㾏㛱㕛䡆 㕃䡆㕛䘄㛱 䗄㸏䕙䘄 䈂㸏㙙㾏 㛱㽩㕛䘄 㛱㾏䘄 䈂㾏㛱㾏㙙䟕 㮶䘄䗄㾏㙙䈔㙙㸏㮶䘄䗄㥶

䀰㩉㛱㽩 㛱㽩㕛㛱䧅 㽩㾏 㬿㸏䘄䟕㩉䗄㾏㙙㾏䗄 㛱㽩㩉䟕 㛱㕛䟕㣗 㬿㸏䈂㕃䡆㾏㛱㾏䗄㥶

㻸㮶䘄䘄㕛㥶䈔㢀 䡆㛱䘄㕛㸏㩉㬿㸏 䟕㒎㩉㾏䘄 䡆䀰㾏㕛㽩 㽩㛱㾏 㱾㸏 䡆㾏䗄䘄䈔䑁㕛 㕛㸏㙙㛱䕙䗄䟕㱾㛱䧅㕛䗄䕙㙙㾏䉵㙙㾏㽩㛱㽩㛱㾏㕛㩉䘄㢀㛱

㢞㮶䟕㛱 㕛䟕 㽩㾏 㕛㕃㕃㙙㸏㕛㬿㽩㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔’䟕 㛱㾏㙙㙙㩉㛱㸏㙙䍵䧅 㽩㾏 㽩㾏㕛㙙䗄 䕙㕛㒎㾏䟕 㸏㱾 䟕㽩㸏㮶㛱㩉䘄䈔 㕛䘄䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㬿䡆㕛䟕㽩㩉䘄䈔 㸏㱾 䕙㾏㕛㕃㸏䘄䟕㥶

䕮㾏㕛㙙㩉䘄䈔 㛱㽩㾏 㬿㸏䈂䈂㸏㛱㩉㸏䘄䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄’䟕 㫆㙙㸏䕙䟕 㱾㮶㙙㙙㸏䕙㾏䗄䧅 㕛䟕 㽩㾏 䟕㮶䗄䗄㾏䘄䡆䍵 㙙㾏㬿㕛䡆䡆㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㕃㾏㸏㕃䡆㾏 䕙㽩㸏 㽩㕛䗄 㫆㾏㾏䘄 䕙㕛㛱㬿㽩㩉䘄䈔 㽩㩉䈂 䕙㽩㾏䘄 㽩㾏 䕙㾏䘄㛱 㛱㸏 㛱㽩㾏 䗄㸏㬿㣗 䍵㾏䟕㛱㾏㙙䗄㕛䍵㥶

㕃㾏䡆㾏㸏㕃㩉㽩㩉㣗䈔䘄䊉䘄㩉䘄㾏㽩㙙㩉㛱㛱㸏㸏㽩㾏㛱䟕㸏㱾㛱㽩㾏㕛䡆㽩䀰㾏䘄㩉㙙㾏㛱䟕㛱㾏㮶㸏䈔㙙㛱㫆㽩㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱䘄㩉䈂䗄䘄㥶㕛䈔㢀

㵦㾏㙙㽩㕛㕃䟕 㛱㽩㾏 㸏㛱㽩㾏㙙 㱾㸏㙙㬿㾏䟕 㸏䘄 㛱㽩㾏 㩉䟕䡆㕛䘄䗄 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㛱㕛㣗㩉䘄䈔 㕛䗄㒎㕛䘄㛱㕛䈔㾏 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔 㵣㾏㕛䗄㾏㙙’䟕 䟕㾏㒎㾏㙙㾏 㩉䘄䉝㮶㙙㩉㾏䟕 㛱㸏 㕛㛱㛱㾏䈂㕃㛱 㕛䘄 㾏㙙㕛䗄㩉㬿㕛㛱㩉㸏䘄 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔㥶

㨖㙙㩉䈔㩉䘄㕛䡆䡆䍵䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 䗄㩉䗄 䘄㸏㛱 䕙㩉䟕㽩 㛱㸏 䈔㾏㛱 㩉䘄㒎㸏䡆㒎㾏䗄 㩉䘄 䟕㮶㬿㽩 䈂㕛㛱㛱㾏㙙䟕㥶

㩉㸏㾏㬿㩉䘄㙙䟕䗄䘄䈔㛱㽩㾏 㸏㱾㢀㕛䘄䈔㥶䡆䟕䧅䘄㕛㕃 㛱㾏㽩䟕㩉㽩䘄㩉㕛㛱㢀 䟕㛱䡆䡆㩉 㛱㓺㮶 䘄㕛㬿㸏㛱㸏㸏㕃㙙㩉㾏 㽩㾏䗄㾏䗄㾏㾏䘄䀰䡆㽩㕛㾏

㬈㱾 㽩㾏 䟕㩉䈂㕃䡆䍵 㕛䡆䡆㸏䕙㾏䗄 㵣㕛㩉 䃂㮶㕛䘄 㛱㸏 㫆㾏 㣗㩉䡆䡆㾏䗄䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 㱾㾏㕛㙙㾏䗄 㽩㾏 䕙㸏㮶䡆䗄 㽩㕛㒎㾏 㛱㸏 䈔㸏 㛱㸏 䈔㙙㾏㕛㛱 䡆㾏䘄䈔㛱㽩䟕 㛱㸏 䟕㮶㫆䉝㮶䈔㕛㛱㾏 㕛䘄䗄 㮶䘄㩉㛱㾏 㛱㽩㾏 䡆㾏㕛䗄㾏㙙䟕 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔’䟕 㕃㸏䕙㾏㙙㥶

䊉㽩㩉䟕 䕙㸏㮶䡆䗄 䘄㸏㛱 㸏䘄䡆䍵 䕙㕛䟕㛱㾏 䈂㸏㙙㾏 㛱㩉䈂㾏 㫆㮶㛱 㕛䡆䟕㸏 㫆㙙㩉䘄䈔 䈔㙙㾏㕛㛱㾏㙙 㙙㩉䟕㣗䟕 㛱㸏 㽩㩉䈂䟕㾏䡆㱾㥶

䕙䡆㕛䡆㸏䗄㩉䗄㬿㸏㑱䘄㮶㾏㙙䟕㮶䉝㛱㵣㕛㩉㛱㱾㾏㕛㾏䗄䈔䘄㕛䑁㾏䟕㕛䍵㱾㸏㩉㽩䈂㕛㛱㛱㽩㥶㸏㛱䟕㙙㾏㽩䘄㮶㻸㫆㩉㒎㾏䡆㾏㾏䘄㛱㸏䃂㮶䘄㕛㛱㸏㩉䟕䡆㕛䍵㾏㽩㩉䟕䕙䗄㸏㮶䡆㕛䟕

䉵㱾㛱㾏㙙 㕛䡆䡆䧅 㛱㽩㩉䟕 䕙㸏㙙䡆䗄 㩉䟕 㕛 䕙㸏㙙䡆䗄 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㾏㝊㛱㙙㕛㸏㙙䗄㩉䘄㕛㙙䍵䧅 㕛䘄䗄 㾏㒎㾏䘄 㸏䘄 㕛䘄 㸏㙙䗄㩉䘄㕛㙙䍵 㩉䟕䡆㕛䘄䗄䧅 䘄㸏 㸏䘄㾏 㣗䘄㸏䕙䟕 䕙㽩㕛㛱 㣗㩉䘄䗄 㸏㱾 㛱㙙㮶䈂㕃 㬿㕛㙙䗄䟕 㛱㽩㾏䟕㾏 㱾㸏㙙㬿㾏䟕 䈂㩉䈔㽩㛱 㫆㾏 㽩㩉䗄㩉䘄䈔㥶

䀰㩉㛱㽩 㛱㽩㕛㛱 㛱㽩㸏㮶䈔㽩㛱䧅 㷄㕛䘄㕛 㫆㾏䈔㕛䘄 㛱㸏 㱾䡆㸏䕙 䕙㩉㛱㽩㩉䘄 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄’䟕 㫆㸏䗄䍵䧅 㕛㬿㛱㩉㒎㕛㛱㩉䘄䈔 㽩㩉䟕 㞦㩉䘄䈔䈔㸏䘄䈔䧅 㕛䘄䗄 㽩㾏 㽩㕛䟕㛱㾏䘄㾏䗄 㛱㸏䕙㕛㙙䗄䟕 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔’䟕 䗄㩉㙙㾏㬿㛱㩉㸏䘄㥶

㒎㩉䘄㾏䟕㢀㕛䈔䘄㥶䘄㢀㩉㕛㛱㕛䡆㽩㾏䀰䕙㸏㕛㙙㛱䗄㮶㕃㾏㮶䟕䈔㙙䗄䘄㮶㻸㛱㸏㕛䘄䈔䑁㸏㮶䗄䗄㾏㙙䘄㮶䘄䈔㙙㬿㕛䟕㮶㾏㙙㱾㾏㽩㛱㾏㛱㽩䧅䏅㩉㮶䡆㾏㮶㸏䡆䘄㕛䍵㛱䟕䈂䘄㕛䗄䡆䗄㸏㸏䕙㱾䡆㾏㾏㽩㛱

䏅㸏㸏䘄䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 䕙㕛䟕 䘄㾏㕛㙙㩉䘄䈔 㛱㽩㾏 䟕㛱㙙㾏㾏㛱 䕙㽩㾏㙙㾏 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔 䕙㕛䟕 䡆㸏㬿㕛㛱㾏䗄㥶

䕮㾏 䟕㕛䕙 㛱㽩㾏 㾏䘄㛱㩉㙙㾏 䟕㛱㙙㾏㾏㛱 䕙㕛䟕 㱾㩉䡆䡆㾏䗄 䕙㩉㛱㽩 㕛㙙䈂㾏䗄 䈂㾏䘄㥶

䧅㕃㸏䡆㾏㕃㾏䘄䗄㛱㾏㩉㱾㱾㙙㾏㸏㱾㩉䘄㮶䈂㥶䟕㙙䗄㛱䡆㸏㽩㾏㬿’㕛䟕䈔㢀䘄㾏㫆䈂㾏䟕䈂㙙䕙㾏㾏㙙䘄㩉㩉㙙䡆㮶㱾䟕䍵㸏㮶㸏㛱䟕㾏㾏㽩䊉㢀㕛㛱㩉䘄䈔䘄㢀㕛䟕㩉㾏䈔㾏䘄䈔㩉㙙㕛㾏䕙䀰䡆㽩㾏㕛㩉㾏㛱㕛㛱㙙䧅㾏㽩㛱㩉䡆㕛䘄䍵䈔

䉵㛱 㛱㽩㾏 䟕㕛䈂㾏 㛱㩉䈂㾏䧅 㛱㾏㙙㙙㩉㱾䍵㩉䘄䈔 㫆㸏㸏䈂㩉䘄䈔 䘄㸏㩉䟕㾏䟕 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㬿㸏䈂㩉䘄䈔 㱾㙙㸏䈂 㩉䘄䟕㩉䗄㾏 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔’䟕 䟕㛱㙙㸏䘄䈔㽩㸏䡆䗄㥶

㶛䡆㾏㕛㙙䡆䍵䧅 㛱㽩㕛㛱 䕙㕛䟕 䕙㽩㾏㙙㾏 㛱㽩㾏 䈂㕛䟕㛱㾏㙙䟕 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㾏䘄䈔㕛䈔㾏䗄 㩉䘄 䗄㾏㕛䗄䡆䍵 㫆㕛㛱㛱䡆㾏㥶

㸏㸏㙙㛱䟕㱾㕃㸏 䟕㩉䗄㾏䟕 䘄㮶㻸 䡆㕛䗄䗄䘄㾏㾏䡆䧅㕛㕃 㩉䕙㛱㽩 䟕㛱㛱㾏㥶㙙㾏㽩㾏㛱䘄䧅㾏㙙㛱㾏䟕㛱㸏䘄 㒎㙙㸏㾏䑁㕛䘄䈔 㛱㾏㽩 㛱㽩㾏㫆㸏㛱㽩㛱㾏㽩 㽩㛱㾏䘄㬿䗄㕛䡆䈔㾏 㱾㸏 㕛 㸏䘄㸏䘄㬿㾏㾏䘄䟕 䘄㕛䗄

䕮㾏 㙙㕛㕃㩉䗄䡆䍵 㬿䡆㸏䟕㾏䗄 㩉䘄 㸏䘄 㛱㽩㾏 䡆㸏㬿㕛㛱㩉㸏䘄 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔’䟕 䟕㛱㙙㸏䘄䈔㽩㸏䡆䗄㥶

㓺㾏㱾㸏㙙㾏 䡆㸏䘄䈔䧅 䑁㕛䘄䈔 㻸㮶䘄 㕛㙙㙙㩉㒎㾏䗄 㸏䘄 㛱㸏㕃 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㱾㸏㙙㛱㙙㾏䟕䟕 䕙㕛䡆䡆 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔㥶

㢀㕛’䘄䈔䟕㛱㽩㕛㛱㾏㽩㛱䗄䘄㾏㸏㣂䟕㽩㛱䈔䡆䘄㸏䗄䧅㸏㙙㸏㸏䗄㛱䟕㾏䘄䧅㛱䈂㸏䈂㛱䉵䘄㩉㢀㕛㛱㾏㕃㸏㕃䡆㥶㾏㩉㾏䟕䘄㩉䗄㕛䡆㾏䀰㽩㕛㕛㙙㸏㮶䘄䗄

䊉㽩㾏䍵 䕙㾏㙙㾏 䗄㩉㒎㩉䗄㾏䗄 㩉䘄㛱㸏 㛱䕙㸏 㫆㕛㛱㛱䡆㾏㱾㩉㾏䡆䗄䟕㥶

㨖䘄 㸏䘄㾏 䟕㩉䗄㾏䧅 䃲㧟 㕃㾏㸏㕃䡆㾏 㱾㙙㸏䈂 䗄㩉㱾㱾㾏㙙㾏䘄㛱 㱾㸏㙙㬿㾏䟕 䕙㾏㙙㾏 㫆㾏䟕㩉㾏䈔㩉䘄䈔 㛱㽩㙙㾏㾏 㾏䡆䗄㾏㙙䡆䍵 䈂㾏䘄 䗄㙙㾏䟕䟕㾏䗄 㩉䘄 㢀㩉㕛䘄㛱 䀰㽩㕛䡆㾏 㢀㕛䘄䈔’䟕 㕛㛱㛱㩉㙙㾏㥶

㱾㸏㙙㕛㾏㾏䗄㵣㾏㽩㛱㙙㾏䘄㛱㱾㾏㩉䗄㱾䘄㨖䧅䗄㾏㩉䟕㛱㾏㽩䧅㢀㕛䈔䘄㥶䘄㕛㮶䃂㩉㕛㵣䡆㕛䀰㽩㾏㽩㾏㛱㙙㸏㢀䈔㕛䘄㙙㱾䈂㸏㾏䘄㬿㩉䡆㙙䘄㬿䈔㩉䈂㾏䘄㬿㱾䟕㙙㸏㾏䕙㾏㾏㙙䗄䈂䗄䈔䡆㕛㾏㾏䗄㩉㖙㕛㩉䘄㛱㢀㛱䕙㸏㽩㾏㛱

㨖䘄㾏 䕙㕛䟕 䕙㩉㾏䡆䗄㩉䘄䈔 㕛 䡆㸏䘄䈔 䟕㛱㕛㱾㱾䧅 㕛䘄䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㸏㛱㽩㾏㙙 㕛 䡆㸏䘄䈔 䟕䕙㸏㙙䗄䧅 㫆㸏㛱㽩 㾏䈂㩉㛱㛱㩉䘄䈔 䍵㾏䡆䡆㸏䕙 㕛䘄䗄 䈔㸏䡆䗄㾏䘄 䈔䡆㸏䕙䟕䧅 㙙㾏䟕㕃㾏㬿㛱㩉㒎㾏䡆䍵㥶

䊉㽩㾏䍵 㬿㸏䘄㛱㩉䘄㮶㸏㮶䟕䡆䍵 㫆㸏䈂㫆㕛㙙䗄㾏䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㫆䡆㮶㾏 㵣㩉䈔㽩㛱 䏅㽩㩉㾏䡆䗄 㙙㾏䡆㾏㕛䟕㾏䗄 㫆䍵 㵣㕛㩉 䃂㮶㕛䘄㥶

㽩㛱㾏㩉䕙㽩㛱㥶䡆㛱㽩䈔㩉㸏䘄㮶㫆㾏䡆䕙㕛䟕㩉㛱㽩㾏㙙㙙㾏䘄䖅䗄䏅䗄㽩㩉㾏䡆㮶䡆㕛䧅䟕䟕㕛㛱㕛䡆䟕䈔䘄㱾㽩㩉䘄㕛䗄㱾㱾㸏䘄䈔㱾䡆㩉㣗㩉㙙㬿㾏㵣㩉䈔㽩㛱

㵣㕛㩉 䃂㮶㕛䘄䧅 㽩㸏䡆䗄㩉䘄䈔 㕛 㫆䡆㮶㾏 䗄㕛䈔䈔㾏㙙䧅 㩉䘄 㕛 㽩㸏㙙䟕㾏 䟕㛱㕛䘄㬿㾏䧅 䕙㕛䟕 䗄㾏䟕㕃㾏㙙㕛㛱㾏䡆䍵 㛱㙙䍵㩉䘄䈔 㛱㸏 䟕㛱㕛㫆㩉䡆㩉㣂㾏 㽩㩉䟕 㫆㸏䗄䍵㥶

䕮㸏䕙㾏㒎㾏㙙䧅 㽩㩉䟕 㫆㸏䗄䍵 㽩㕛䗄 㸏䘄䡆䍵 䉝㮶䟕㛱 䟕㮶㱾㱾㾏㙙㾏䗄 㩉䘄䉝㮶㙙㩉㾏䟕㾰 㽩㸏䕙 㬿㸏㮶䡆䗄 㩉㛱 䕙㩉㛱㽩䟕㛱㕛䘄䗄 㛱㽩㾏 㕛䟕䟕㕛㮶䡆㛱 㸏㱾 㛱䕙㸏 㕃㾏㸏㕃䡆㾏 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 䟕㕛䈂㾏 㬿㕛䡆㩉㫆㾏㙙㥶

䟕㕛㫆䡆䧅㸏㸏䗄㛱䉵 㫆䗄䡆㸏㸏㥶䟕㽩㩉 䕙㕛䟕 䟕㛱㩉㽩 㾏㸏㛱㙙䧅㙙㕛㛱㕃㕛 㛱㽩㾏 㬿䡆㾏䟕㸏㛱㽩 㸏䈂㛱㾏䧅䈂䘄㕛㸏䗄䟕㣗㾏㾏䗄䘄㮶㸏䕙䗄㙙㾏䗄 䈔㛱㕃㛱㩉䟕䘄㩉䕙㽩㛱㩉 䡆㱾㽩䟕㾏䍵䈔㩉㙙䘄䡆㸏㕛䡆㩉 㽩㾏

䏅㩉䈂㮶䡆㛱㕛䘄㾏㸏㮶䟕䡆䍵䧅 㽩㩉䟕 䟕㽩㸏㙙㛱 䗄㕛䈔䈔㾏㙙 㕛䡆䟕㸏 䟕㛱㕛㙙㛱㾏䗄 㛱㸏 䟕㽩㸏䕙 㬿㙙㕛㬿㣗䟕㥶

㬈㛱 䟕㾏㾏䈂㾏䗄 㛱㽩㕛㛱 㩉䘄 㕛 䟕㽩㸏㙙㛱 䕙㽩㩉䡆㾏䧅 㵣㕛㩉 䃂㮶㕛䘄 䕙㸏㮶䡆䗄 䈂㾏㾏㛱 㽩㩉䟕 䗄㾏䈂㩉䟕㾏 㮶䘄䗄㾏㙙 㛱㽩㾏 㕛䟕䟕㕛㮶䡆㛱 㸏㱾 㛱㽩㾏 㛱䕙㸏㥶

䕮㸏㾏䕙㾏䧅㒎㙙㛱䟕㱾㾏㸏㙙㙙䟕㽩㾏㛱㕛䍵㕛㙙䘄䡆㮶㛱䡆㩉㕛㵣䃂㮶㕛䘄㲁㕛㛱㕃㸏㮶䘄㻸䑁㕛䈔䘄㾏䗄㙙䍵㕛䡆㕛㛱㸏䘄䡆䕙䗄㸏㮶䘄䕙㸏㛱㽩㛱㕛㸏㕛䡆䡆䕙㽩㕛䗄㣗㩉䡆䡆㛱㸏㛱䕙㸏㽩㾏㩉㙙㾏㒎㙙㕛䗄䕙䡆䧅㕛䡆㾏㽩㛱

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Chapter 80: Chapter 80: Battle with the Blood Sea Martial Artists Again
 

Fang Yun’s heart stirred, and the magical vines spiraling around him shot out instantly.

At the same time, the roots of the vines intertwined to form a handle-like shape.

Fang Yun reached out and grabbed the handle, and his Mana surged into it in an instant.

Elevating the strength of the vines yet another level.

After all, he was facing two Blood Sea Martial Artists this time, and based on Lai Kuan’s past performance, these Blood Sea Martial Artists were still capable of inflicting some damage on the vines.

In this situation, Fang Yun couldn’t afford to be careless at this moment.

Empowered by Mana, the vines emitted a whistling sound and swiftly approached the battle zone where Lai Kuan was.

The two men attacking Lai Kuan reacted in a flash.

Without turning back, the middle-aged man with a sword released a burst of golden light from his long sword, slashing backward.

While at the same time, the middle-aged man wielding a staff intensified his assault on Lai Kuan.

Trying to take this opportunity to break through Lai Kuan’s defense.

Although Lai Kuan was in a desperate situation, seeing the appearance of Fang Yun’s magical vines,

He instantly saw a glimmer of hope, unwilling to let his defenses be penetrated now.

Therefore, he desperately extracted strength from inside his body, channeling it through the short knife in his hand to the protective shield outside.

The thickness of the protective shield increased yet again.

At that moment, the sword-wielding man’s blade finally struck the magical vines.

However, with the bolstering of Fang Yun’s Mana, the hardness of the spikes on the vines had exceeded what it had been before.

It simply wasn’t something that could be sliced through with a single strike.

Instead, the sword-wielding man was forced into continuous retreat by the immense power of the vines.

Affected by him, the man beside him with the staff had no choice but to yield his position.

And then, he faced the onslaught of the approaching vines.

Seeing this, Fang Yun flicked his wrist, and Mana continued to flow in.

The tip of the vines curved and struck viciously against the staff-wielding man’s long staff.

Although he desperately invoked a surge of yellow light in defense,

He was still sent flying by the formidable power of the vines.

After that, Fang Yun did not pause.

Having already made his move, unless these two men were slain or left incapacitated to resist, he could not rest assured.

Seizing the opportunity of the staff-wielding man being sent flying, Fang Yun directed the vines and instantly reached the front of the sword-wielding man.

Then, like a python entangling its prey, enveloped the sword-wielding man within them.

Tightening viciously afterward.

The sword-wielding man’s pupils contracted sharply realizing the situation—with his rich combat experience, he obviously knew he couldn’t be entangled in these vines.

Otherwise, he would be doomed.

Therefore, the golden light-emitting long sword in his hand fiercely slashed out several Sword Qi in every direction.

At the same time, he catapulted himself into the sky.

Naturally, Fang Yun couldn’t let him escape just like that, with Mana churning from his body and pouring into the vines.

Consequently, those spikes on the vines radiated with a clear shimmer.

Then, under the empowerment of Mana, the entire mass of vines disregarded the incoming Sword Qi cuts.

Constricting inward while sweeping upwards simultaneously.

The Sword Qi unleashed by the sword-wielding man fiercely struck upon the vines.

But apart from causing a burst of dazzling radiance, it did little else.

After withstanding the cuts of the Sword Qi, the vines swept upward, wrapping around the sword-wielding man, entangling him within.

Terrifying spikes instantly pierced into his body as a torrent of blood spurted out, dissipating the sword-wielding man’s capacity to resist.

Only a few exchanges had passed, and already one of the two men besieging Lai Kuan had lost their combat power.

The sudden turn of events caused the ten people besieging the three elders of the Giant Whale Gang to halt their actions.

The man wielding the stick also didn’t expect that just being forced back a few steps would result in his comrades being knocked down directly.

This instantly drained him of his courage to fight.

He glanced at Fang Yun, who was still standing atop the surrounding wall.

Immediately recognizing Fang Yun’s identity.

Although he couldn’t understand why Fang Yun, a Cultivator, would help Lai Kuan who had once slain several Cultivators,

at this moment, their actions had already failed, and staying here any longer might lead to being captured by this Cultivator as well.

Thus, the man with the stick made a sudden move with his feet, propelling his body towards the other side of the surrounding wall.

His intention was to flee from this dangerous place.

But it was already too late for him to think of escaping now.

How could Fang Yun possibly let go of such a hidden threat.

He lightly tapped his foot and moved closer to the man with the stick.

At the same time, the vines lashed out fiercely, tossing the seriously injured man with a sword to one side.

Then it ferociously swept towards the man with the stick.

The speed of the man with the stick ultimately paled in comparison to that of the vines.

Seeing the vines drawing ever closer, he could only let out an angry roar.

The long stick in his hand emitted a yellow glow, and then he struck forcefully at the vines.

The vine took the blow with its body, then its head swiftly coiled around the man with the stick several times.

With a fierce contraction, it plunged its sharp spikes deeply into the man’s body.

Amidst the gushing blood, another Blood Sea Martial Artist was subdued.

Only then did Fang Yun slowly descend from the air, and with a flick of his hand, the man with the stick was thrown beside the man with the sword.

Afterward, Fang Yun turned his gaze towards the other ten people at the other battlefield.

Scanned by Fang Yun’s gaze, the ten people felt a sudden weakness wash over them.

Without any hesitation, all ten dropped their weapons and obediently lay prostrate on the ground.

“Immortal Master, spare our lives, we are willing to surrender!”

Fang Yun flicked his hand and shook off the blood from the vine.

Then he glanced at the three collapsed elders of the Giant Whale Gang, and at Lai Kuan who had fallen unconscious nearby.

Thereupon, he said to the ten people: “Send someone out to say that they can stop now!

As for the matters between your gangs, I hope you can come up with a reasonable resolution.

But I don’t wish to see any more bloodshed!”

After speaking, Fang Yun no longer paid attention to the people present and turned back to his small courtyard.

Believing that the strength he demonstrated in this battle would ensure they dare not ignore his words.

With Fang Yun’s departure, the atmosphere at the scene changed instantly.

The ten people got up, exchanged glances, and then looked at the three elders of the Giant Whale Gang and the unconscious Lai Kuan.

The intent to kill flickered in their eyes.

“What are you planning to do? Don’t forget the Immortal Master’s words just now!

He doesn’t want us to engage in such bloodshed anymore.

Do you still dare to disobey?”

One of the three elders, despite his physical weakness, stood up and spoke with a threatening tone.

Hearing the elder’s words, the ten people exchanged a look and could only conceal their murderous intent.

“Hmph, consider yourselves lucky this time!”

They then went over to the other side and helped the two severely injured Blood Sea Martial Artists, feeding them some Elixir Pills.

They then asked: “Gang Leader, Sect Master, what should we do now!”