Swire Overlord

Chapter 14

The word 'brother' in Zhao Yufan's language seems to have a magical power, and the two words are like a hurricane, sweeping the entire night.

In an instant, the air almost froze, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

When Han Bingyue heard the word "brother", her expression was dull, her pupils dilated for a moment, and the moment she looked at Zhao Yufan blankly, a frightening aura erupted from her soft and tender body, like a huge wave that would blow the entire night devour.

"elder brother……"

Han Bingyue muttered to herself, her delicate body trembling slightly, her eyes suddenly shone like stars in the dark night, the dazzling was strange and terrifying.

Under the waning moon, the face of the icy moon was as frosty, as cold as the sudden cold wind, Zhao Yufan was caught off guard and his body trembled.

"Am I familiar with you?" Han Bingyue asked faintly, she tried her best to open her beautiful eyes as wide as possible, and put on a look of surprise.

Her words are doubtful, but her attitude is clear, the two of them are unfamiliar!
This tone without any emotional color was like an extremely small poisonous thorn piercing Zhao Yufan's heart, causing his heart to constrict painfully, but not a single drop of blood flowed out.

"We've known each other for three years! Are we okay?"

Zhao Yufan stared at Frost Moon with a sinister tone, his words were like a sharp sword, cutting the air and tearing the night.

Five years of acquaintance, in exchange for unfamiliarity?
He was unwilling, even more reluctant!

Zhao Yufan's chest heaved and fell, suppressing his violent heartbeat, and asked seriously, "What's wrong with you?"

Han Bingyue lowered her head, and her black hair covered her face. When she raised her head again, her strange eyes hit Zhao Yufan like two lightning bolts, making Zhao Yufan feel terrified and unfamiliar.

"Heart Demon!"

Zhao Yufan spat out two words, and lightly threw the long sword in his right hand into the air. The long sword rose and immediately fell.At the moment when the long sword fell in front of his eyes, he stretched his right arm forward and grasped the middle of the long sword accurately with his five fingers.

"Crack!"

The crisp voice resounded in the silent night, and the long sword in Zhao Yufan's hand broke into three pieces.The broken sword in the middle was still held tightly in my hand by him, and streams of blood fell down to the ground along the bottom of the broken sword, and the ground suddenly appeared bright red in patches.

Suddenly, Zhao Yufan stretched the five fingers of his right hand, and the broken sword fell immediately.

He galloped towards Han Bingyue suddenly, his blood red right palm smacked Han Bingyue's cheek in an instant with a smell of blood.

At this time, the broken sword fell to the ground, and Zhao Yufan's scarlet palm was also separated from Han Bingyue's cheek.

In the dark night, the cold wind blows, the branches and leaves of the trees sway, and the skirts of the two figures flutter.

Zhao Yufan and Han Bingyue stared at each other, and after a long time, Han Bingyue calmly said, "Sorry!"

Looking at the sky full of stars, Zhao Yufan's mood suddenly brightened, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "You have demons!"

Inner demons are the most feared thing in everyone's heart. The appearance of inner demons will affect people's thinking. The sudden change in Frost Moon just now was caused by inner demons. Moreover, her inner demons are extremely serious, and they must be eliminated as soon as possible. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

Han Bingyue looked indifferent, but her breathing was a little short, "I know, when you become an inner disciple, you are asking me about my demons, let's continue practicing swords!"

"The sword is broken," Zhao Yufan looked at the broken sword, deliberately exposing his bloody hand to Han Bingyue's sight, expecting her to say a word of concern.

Han Bingyue frowned slightly, and said word by word: "Waste time, don't practice swords, I'm leaving." The moment she turned around, she glanced at Zhao Yufan's bloody right hand, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then took out a pill Throwing the medicine at Zhao Yufan's feet, she said softly, "Take it!" When she said this, a slight smile flickered on the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Yufan helplessly commented on the petite figure in front of him, and shouted: "You, you treat me as a beggar, don't you?" He didn't get a response to his words. Looking at the elixir under his feet, he bent down to pick it up, wiped it with his sleeve, Open your mouth and swallow directly.

As soon as Han Bingyue left, Zhao Yufan lost the energy to practice martial arts. He frowned and looked at the starry sky. He knew that Han Bingyue had a serious inner demon, and it seemed that he had to enter the inner sect as soon as possible. Otherwise, with Han Bingyue's stubborn character, it was absolutely impossible Tell yourself about your demons.

……

The sky is slightly bright and misty.

Zhao Yufan dragged his exhausted body, lying on the wooden door, then knocked the door open with his body, and walked towards the room staggeringly.

In one night, he had preliminarily mastered three kinds of martial arts, among which Yun Zongjian had reached the second level, while Cursed Killing and Violent Thunder were only at the first level.

He lay on the bed, very dissatisfied with the results obtained overnight.I heard from others that when a genius practices martial arts, he can reach the second level in just a few hours. How can he not reach the second level of the three martial arts in one night?
He didn't know that the martial skill that reached the second level in a few hours was a yellow-level martial skill.

He didn't know that it was quite difficult to practice the three martial arts at the same time.

What's more, he didn't know that if he cultivated the three mysterious martial arts to the current level overnight, he was already a genius, and even if he wasn't a genius, he was definitely not a mediocre person.

Zhao Yufan really didn't understand these things, and even if he did, he wouldn't be thinking about them, because he was so tired that he fell asleep long ago.

It was three poles high in the sun, and a ray of sunlight shone on Zhao Yufan's face. Zhao Yufan lifted the blue quilt, and the sleepiness on his face became more intense.

Zhao Yufan slept very comfortably, but near the arena of Qinglanzong, more than [-] disciples were very uncomfortable. They were all waiting for Zhao Yufan, but Zhao Yufan did not come.

The disciples waited boredly under the scorching sun, and there were discussions from time to time.

"Asshole, is he afraid?"

"Impossible, if Zhao Yufan had been afraid, he wouldn't have dared to speak out in the first place!"

"Yes, this kind of madman doesn't even know what fear is!"

"Don't make wild guesses. I saw Zhao Yufan go to the Library Pavilion last night. I guess he has been practicing martial arts all night. He is as tired as a dog and is resting."

As soon as this sentence came out, the surrounding disciples immediately boiled like boiling hot water.

They are well aware of the importance of martial arts. Now that Zhao Yufan has just practiced martial arts, there is obviously not enough time. Even if he is given a month, even if he is a genius, his martial arts cannot surpass any master in the Qingyun list, because martial arts cannot be achieved overnight. The exercise is done.

Almost instantly, everyone felt that Zhao Yufan's chances of winning were slim.

When many people were disappointed, they couldn't help worrying, silently hoping that Zhao Yufan would not show up.

And more people mainly watched the fun, they were looking forward to Zhao Yufan's appearance, especially the few young people at the front of the ring, they hoped that Zhao Yufan would appear as soon as possible.

These young people blushed with excitement, each with their heads held high, and there was a hint of arrogance between their brows. They looked ahead, but they all looked around in unison from the corner of their eyes, searching for Zhao Yufan's identity expectantly. figure.

This group of people who were looking forward to Zhao Yufan's appearance were the ninth to No.5 masters on the Qingyun Ranking. After learning that Zhao Yufan had just practiced martial arts, their uneasy hearts suddenly became full of confidence, as if victory was just around the corner.

When they started, they were thinking about how to defeat Zhao Yufan.

Now, they are thinking, they can beat Zhao Yufan with a few tricks!
(End of this chapter)