Swire Overlord

Chapter 114
In the raging wind, more than a dozen Zimang cavalry stabbed forward fiercely with long spears in their hands. The shining spear points were fierce and fierce, and the surrounding snow foam instantly defeated them.

The person stabbed by the spear point was Zhao Yufan, and the servant was an innocent person.But in the eyes of the purple mans cavalry, servants are servants, and death or not death has nothing to do with them, so they have never cared about the safety of their servants.

A total of twenty long spears pierced from all directions, up, down, left, and right.

When the tip of the spear was about to stab Zhao Yufan, his hand suddenly pressed on the servant's shoulder, and he flew up with his strength.

The spear pierced Zhao Yufan, but not the servant.

A total of twenty long spears stabbed out, and the result of the servant can be imagined.

puff!puff!puff!
It was the sound of a spear being pulled out, not a stabbing sound.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing in the snow, and the white snow suddenly turned into patches of bright red.

The soaring Zhao Yufan will eventually land on the ground, and coupled with the strong wind, he landed faster.

The Zimang cavalry did not move, as long as Zhao Yufan appeared within their attack range, their second round of attacks would follow.

Zhao Yufan didn't land on the ground immediately, it was the Dragon Slayer Sword that landed on the ground immediately.

Just as the dragon-slaying sword touched the ground, the four long spears clamped the dragon-slaying sword from left, right, front and back respectively, preventing it from moving at all.

However, Zhao Yufan will not let their plot succeed. The Dragon Slayer Sword is a sixth-grade weapon, and it cannot be controlled by four long spears.

With a turn of Zhao Yufan's wrist, the Dragon Slaying Sword turned with it, and with a turn of the blade, the four long spears were broken into two pieces.

The strength of both sides is judged at this time.

Zhao Yufan's tyranny is several times stronger than that of Zimang cavalry.

In terms of strength alone, Zhao Yufan's strength is stronger than the four Zimang cavalry.

When the spear was broken in two, Zhao Yufan swung his sword, and white snow flew forward.At the same time, his body was writhing in the air, and he swung his tail with a blue cloud.

With one strike, two Zimang cavalry were killed.

Zhao Yufan's men stood beside the two dead Zimang cavalry, and he could vaguely see the remaining enemies gathered together.

"The Zimang iron cavalry is really powerful!" Zhao Yufan praised, his eyes fell on the twitching servant, and he shook his head slightly.

The servant died with hatred. When he was dying, he didn't hate Zhao Yufan, but the Zimang cavalry. His body was covered with a layer of white snow in the wind and snow, like a white veil.During the storm, the blood in the body did not flow in, and the wound was frozen.

Suddenly, Zimang cavalry raised their spears and threw them fiercely at Zhao Yufan.

Eighteen long spears leaned forward with a howling sound.

Zhao Yufan used ghost steps, easily dodged the spear, and was about to step forward to attack.Before he could step forward, the four Zimang cavalry drew their swords from their backs and took a step forward neatly, with their swords across their chests, facing Zhao Yufan in a weird way that didn't seem to be an attack.

"You can't!"

Zhao Yufan opened his mouth lightly, at the same time he took a step forward and thrust out a sword.

His sword has always been simple, like snow, no one can avoid it.

The sword came out, and the two purple mans cavalry fell to the snow.

With the second sword, two people fell down again.

With the third sword, two more fell.

The once tyrannical Zimang Iron Cavalry had no power to fight back under Zhao Yufan's sword.

It's not that Zimang cavalry is not strong, but that Zhao Yufan is too strong!
The Zimang Cavalry, known as the first army of the Zimang Empire, was finally defeated, but the defeat does not mean that the mission failed. Their Zimang Cavalry died a lot during the mission. The iron riders didn't know that Zhao Yufan was so strong!
Nine swords were struck out, and 18 people were killed.

The white snow is gray, the wind is biting, and the bones all over the ground are extremely desolate. The cold swords and guns are stabbed in the snow, and the whole world suddenly becomes silent.

Zhao Yufan continued to move forward with his sword in hand.His footprints were left in the snow, which was soon covered by the storm.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally found a hiding place. It was a dark cave, but for him, the cave was a warm lair.

Lying casually in the cave, he fell asleep in a daze.When he woke up, the blizzard stopped outside, and a group of golden wheels shone in the blue sky. Under the warm and comfortable sunshine, he lazily stretched his arms and looked around vigilantly.

There was no movement, no living things around.

Zhao Yufan continued his journey with a calm expression.

Dozens of miles behind him, Ye Qing had a cold face, staring straight at the spear in front of him that was half covered by white snow, clenching his teeth tightly.

Dozens of Zimang cavalry dug out the corpses of the frozen dead soldiers in the deep snow, and also dug up the corpses of the servants.

Looking carefully at the dead soldier's body, Ye Qing's face became even more ugly, "A sword to seal the throat, what a sharp sword! Could it be Zhao Yufan? Or someone else?"

The person beside him frowned and said, "Brother, it should be Zhao Yufan. According to information, Zhao Yufan is very powerful in Qinglanzong."

"Hmph!" Ye Qing squatted on the ground, touched the wound on the soldier's neck, opened his mouth and licked the hand that touched the corpse just now, and said ferociously: "I really underestimated his strength! But 100 of us are enough to kill any soldier." Senior warrior, hehe...I really look forward to meeting him."

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Zhao Yufan didn't see the purple mans cavalry along the way, so he was quite puzzled.He didn't know that the purple mans cavalry was behind him at this time.

Get rid of the Zimang cavalry, he is still very dangerous.

Because on the way to Qinglanzong, the soldiers of the Zimang Empire had already begun to check along the way, so Zhao Yufan wanted to go back to Qinglanzong by the same route.

Almost every few tens of miles, on the way he must pass, he will be interrogated by soldiers.

Zhao Yufan didn't fool around, because the inspection ahead was strict, and walking was prohibited at night, which was a waste of time, so he had to find a shortcut.

There is indeed a shortcut. There is a road in the mountains dozens of miles away. After passing this road, he can avoid the soldiers' investigation and rush to Qinglanzong in a few hours.

There is a Lianyun Mountain in the mountain range. Lianyun Mountain is composed of twelve peaks. There are 12 people in Lianyun Mountain, named Lianyun Twelve Kings. Everyone is a high-level warrior.

Zhao Yufan stepped into the deep mountains and soon reached the first peak of Lianyun Mountain.

As soon as he climbed to the top of the mountain, he stopped, and his sharp gaze was directed at the person who seemed to be waiting for a long time in front of him.

This person was less than one meter tall, wearing a khaki gown, with canine teeth protruding from the corners of his mouth, like two wolf teeth, holding a golden shovel, and at his feet, there was also an identical golden shovel.

"You are?" Zhao Yufan asked.

The person holding the golden shovel glanced at Zhao Yufan, and said impatiently: "You are Zhao Yufan, if you want to pass by, you must defeat me!"

"Okay!" Zhao Yufan's hand flashed, and the dragon-slaying sword was in his hand.

"Hmph, no martial arts competition! We can dig a deeper hole than anyone else!"

(End of this chapter)