Lan Fan was already suffering from internal injuries.
Chu Lingyang's sword strike was not unavoidable, but if he had dodged it, he would have lost the opportunity to attack Feng Yexuan.
Especially when Chu Lingyang's sword thrust forward, it actually presented him with the best timing!
This sword, he not only didn't dodge, but even actively moved his body to meet it.
Chu Lingyang could hardly believe his eyes.
What did Lan Fan mean by this? Was he willingly seeking death?
Chu Lingyang had already realized something was amiss with everything that had happened today, but no matter what, he had to subdue Lan Fan first.
Therefore, even knowing that Lan Fan's action was a trap, Chu Lingyang was willing to take a gamble and thrust his sword towards his heart.
However, just as he was about to strike Lan Fan, Chu Lingyang's sword tip deviated slightly.
For some reason, he felt that he had to keep Lan Fan alive.
As for why he had to spare his life, Chu Lingyang himself didn't know.
In any case, the sword had been deflected.
But even though it was deflected, as long as the sword pierced in, it would surely heavily injure Lan Fan. Chu Lingyang never expected that, just as his long sword's tip was about to pierce Lan Fan's body, a cold wind suddenly swept in.
Chu Lingyang's wrist immediately went numb, and the long sword almost flew out of his hand.
This sword immediately went askew, and he himself was repelled by this gust of palm wind.
The moment Chu Lingyang's long sword was knocked away, a flicker of a smile appeared in Lan Fan's eyes.
As expected, he had gambled correctly again.
With a twist of his wrist, the knife in his hand suddenly stabbed towards Feng Yexuan, who had deflected Chu Lingyang's sword for him.
With a "呲" sound, this time, the knife plunged directly into Feng Yexuan's shoulder.
Crimson blood immediately gushed out profusely from Feng Yexuan's shoulder.
Feng Yexuan pushed him away and immediately retreated.
But he didn't dare to push too hard; this palm strike was inexplicably gentle.
It was as if he couldn't bear to even hurt him.
Lan Fan, however, was relentless. With a step-over in mid-air, he immediately pursued with the short knife in hand.
"Hahaha, Prince Xuan, it seems I underestimated her importance in your heart!"
Such tenderness!
This was simply too amusing!
He swung his knife at Feng Yexuan.
Feng Yexuan remained expressionless and easily dodged.
He didn't even furrow his brow when his shoulder was stabbed.
But he kept a close eye on the knife in Lan Fan's hand, not fearing that Lan Fan would attack him, but rather...
Lan Fan's thin lips curled. As expected, after missing Feng Yexuan with one strike, he turned the tip of the knife and plunged it directly towards his own body.
"Prince Xuan, don't be fooled by him! He won't really hurt himself!"
Chu Lingyang had already seen through it. Feng Yexuan simply wouldn't let Lan Fan get hurt.
Although he didn't know why, he could see it clearly now.
Prince Yu had left, and he had given up pursuing him. Now, the only thing he needed to do was ensure Prince Xuan's safety.
Although Lan Fan's martial arts were far inferior to Feng Yexuan's, he had managed to injure Feng Yexuan repeatedly in this manner.
With time, Feng Yexuan would surely die by his hand!
"Your Highness, be careful!"
As expected, just as Feng Yexuan lunged to stop Lan Fan from self-harm, Lan Fan's blade turned towards Feng Yexuan again!
"Your Highness, can you apprehend him?" Chu Lingyang was sweating profusely.
"You dare to try!"
Lan Fan laughed heartily, completely unfazed by Feng Yexuan's attack.
He dared not harm him at all!
"If you dare to touch me, I will sever my own meridians, leaving you with lifelong regret!"